Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

"It's time to get up and work. How can an employee get up later than the boss?"

"I've never hated Victoria's system so much!" Huafalin said gritting her teeth.

In any case, Huafalin's previous wandering and casual attitude does not make her a good helper.

Huang Cao had already seen that this blood demon was determined to follow him to the end, because he had aroused the interest of this immortal.

Although I can pretend to be an old man, I estimate that it won't be long before my disguise is exposed due to my social experience.

Huafalin walked to the counter of the convenience store and found that her room was ready. There was a small sign hanging next to it that read "Simple Wound Treatment".

There are also some simple medicines placed next to it, but they are all simple herbs. After all, in this era, modern medicines such as pills and capsules have not appeared.

It is also possible that it already exists. After all, the technology in this world relies a bit on archaeology. It is possible that this thing can be found in some ruins, but the inventory is definitely not huge.

"When you have nothing to do, help take care of the accounts. Give the people here whatever they want. As long as there's money in the warehouse, you can give them anything."

Huang Cao put a thick account book on the table with a bang.

Various tools will definitely be needed for future relocation. Silver coins are only a means of transaction, and gold coins are the budget for purchasing land.

He had to make plans for his future territory. He couldn't have to dig stones from the mountains to build the castle himself.

And digging stones doesn’t require money, energy, or land?

It would be better to use cheap labor to do these things now. Although the population of the town is not large, it is not a problem as long as you are willing to pay.

You can always trust the physical fitness of Super Terra.

So with this idea in mind, under the oppression of a certain black-hearted boss, Huafalin spent the most fulfilling six months of her life.

Huafalin, who has completed his internship, has completely become like a certain grass.

Someone said: Now that you're on this pirate ship, do you still want to get off?

There are no doors!

Of course, the most important thing is that both parties get what they need. Without the worries of survival, Huafarin can concentrate more on thinking about his own future and studying medical skills.

However, the silver coins will eventually run out. After half a year, the silver coins in the warehouse became fewer and fewer, while the newly minted gold coins became more and more.

These gold coins were of course extracted from the gold mine by Huang Cao. Building a castle is a big project, but it's not that big...

The past six months have been pretty good, and through some operations, my identity here and my identity in the valley have been completely interconnected.

The name Huangcao was only known to the banshees in the valley. Fortunately, the dual-threaded operation of the brain was smooth, so Ramalen did not find any flaws.

But why does Lamaren's tone of voice sound so much like her mother's?

There is a maternal quality in her words.

Huafalin, who had already known the true identities of the two, almost laughed out loud while watching from the side.

That's right, Huafalin also knew what this man's plan was.

Otherwise, why did it say earlier that they were wearing the same pair of pants?

Huang Cao’s idea is very simple. Being on guard and vigilant all the time will not cultivate trust in others. If you want others to trust you, you must trust others.

Another year passed.

At the end of the year, a sudden heavy snowstorm hit Kazdel.

Suddenly, many people fleeing famine poured into the town. The amazing thing was that the Kazdel authorities did not offer any assistance, as if a disaster was a disaster and that people should not resist but just escape.

Huang Cao's choice was to accept the offer and sign a loan agreement, using a relatively low price and life-saving grace in exchange for their labor force for the next three years.

After this battle, Huangcao's vest instantly became the backbone of the entire town.

Because the order of Kazdel was severely damaged by the multinational coalition forces, the town has no rules and no laws.

But if we were to choose a small town manager or mayor, Huang Cao would undoubtedly be the only one who could do the job.

The town's population also grew from a small scale to a large scale, and became the only area whose population was still growing during this snowstorm.

Due to the peculiarity of the Sarkaz and someone's advanced management, the foreign population did not conflict with the original native residents of the town.

But it is impossible not to be attractive with such a large flow of people.

At least Theresa once again turned her attention to the small town she had once visited.

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Chapter 17: I want them all!

"Your Highness, is there anything I can help you with?"

The black robe with yellow grass floating in the air was slightly folded and bent. His current identity was still a Sarkaz, and it would be a great rebellion to disrespect the Demon King.

Huangcao's base is still here. No matter what Theresa is, she is still the light in the hearts of the Sarkaz people.

My prestige and achievements are not yet great enough to overshadow that of the Demon King.

"Mr. Dead Soul, perhaps I can call you that." Theresa also bowed slightly, her tone gentle.

"Of course, Your Highness."

Under the sidelong glances of the nearby residents, the two of them walked together into the small shop which had expanded two or three times its size.

"I was here a few years ago, and the shop wasn't this big, and the walls were made of wood. I didn't expect it to develop so quickly."

"Thanks to Your Highness, I cannot do business without a safe environment. This is a small gift from me. I hope you don't mind."

Huang Cao glanced at Huafalin, who respectfully took out a large bag of gold coins from the cabinet.

"Thank you, Your Highnesses, for your protection over the years."

Theresa didn't even look at the bag of gold coins, even though it was a huge sum of money for her.

But what use is there to her if she can’t spend or eat gold coins?

Trade blockades, rare natural disasters, and natural and man-made disasters have tortured the Sarkaz people one after another. Let alone blessings, it is good enough to be alive.

The store manager in front of him is the key to connecting with the outside world.

Now Theresa didn't want to find out where the food of this dead soul came from.

Doubt and suspicion cannot feed your people.

"I need food, lots of food. I will raise the money for you in the spring of next year. I swear as the Demon King of the Sarkaz..."

"How dare I? But I'm not short of money. It's really hard to transport this stuff here in this environment. I have to sell one kilogram of wheat for 7 silver coins now. People here are almost starving..."

Huang Cao was telling the truth, he did raise the price of grain.

But one thing he didn't mention is that the town's average salary and employment rate far exceed other areas because of his plan.

Two years ago, the price of seven silver coins would probably have caused the residents living here to smash his store.

But now they will only complain harshly about someone's evil heart, and then pay for it obediently.

Theresa's expression lived up to her previous respect, and her aura gradually became apparent, as if she was about to force the emperor to abdicate.

Yes, she is the Demon King after all, and Huang Cao is now on her territory. Being gentle and kind does not mean that she cannot be decisive and murderous.

Huang Cao expressed his full understanding of this, which was exactly what he wanted to achieve.

If the other party is extremely respectful to you, that would be a big problem.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, have you carefully read the letter that I sent to your desk through Lamaren a few years ago?"

"You want that barren land? But there's nothing on it..." Theresa asked in confusion.

"So can you give me a better price?"

Seeing that the other party's expression had relaxed a little, Huang Cao quickened his pace and directly expressed his thoughts.

And it was precisely because of this slight hesitation that he wanted to take advantage of a bigger advantage.

His original plan was to give the food to Theresa for free and pay every penny of the money for buying the land to her, but now he has changed his mind.

I won’t give you food for free. I will still buy the land, but you have to use the money from buying the land to buy my food.

I can't let you have two of them!

I won't let you owe me a favor, and I won't take the initiative to owe you a favor!

Put everything on the table, words are all empty talk, now only interests can guarantee equality between both parties.

After conveying his thoughts to the demon king very respectfully, Huang Cao floated on the counter, patiently waiting for her reply.

After a long moment, Theresa spoke slowly, but her demon king's aura didn't diminish in the slightest.

The incomparable power seemed to turn into sharp knives, and even Huafalin, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Oh my god, is this the feeling of oppression from the devil?

Huafalin wanted to run away, but when she saw someone's calm demeanor, the heavy burden in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Your Highness wouldn't be so cruel, would he?

After about twenty minutes, Theresa's aura suddenly shrank, and her tone became weaker than before.

“Yes, but it’s not something that can be solved overnight.”

“The same thing happens with hunger; the land is there, but the people may not always be alive.”

"Your Highness, if you lose land, you can get it back, but if you leave, you can never come back."

"I understand."

"A wise move. Name a price. I want the permanent ownership of that land."

Huang Cao did not say he wanted ninety-nine years or several hundred years. He wanted eternity, because the lifespan of people on this land was really too long.

A hundred years is just a blink of an eye, especially for the Sarkaz, each of them is a king of endurance.

If permanent sovereignty cannot be guaranteed, one's territory will be taken away sooner or later, and in the end all efforts will be in vain.

Although I can ignore Theresa if I have a bigger fist, it’s better to avoid trouble as much as possible.

What happened next was a natural progression. To show his friendliness, Huang Cao also proactively provided a batch of food for Theresa to use as an emergency response, but it was only enough for the emergency.

His philosophy is to exchange money for goods. It is impossible and absolutely impossible for him to play all his cards without notifying the whole country.

A month later, Theresa personally issued an announcement to sell the selected land to Huangcao, but did not grant him an actual title, only an honorary duke.

The selling price is 500,000 gold coins, which is a very high price.

If this piece of land belonged to a Victorian nobleman, I guess this nobleman would be eager to lower the price and sell it quickly. After all, there is really nothing on that land, and it is completely unsuitable for human habitation except for the frequent natural disasters.

Only a king who cherishes national sovereignty would mind.

For the next six months, Huang Cao devoted all his attention to two things: tinkering with the land and raising food.

Although Huang Cao could use Originium to create food, he was alone after all, and his production speed was limited, so he could only barely supply it.

"After procrastinating for half a year, I finally achieved some results."

Even when Huang Cao was busy, he did not forget to continue exploring the mysteries of Originium, and today he finally made a breakthrough.

In fact, Huang Cao in the Banshee Valley had said goodbye to Ramalen and her group a month ago.

The moment he left the valley, the body constructed by Huang Cao's soul instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated.

At the same time, his brain also felt a sense of clarity.

Chapter 18: Please call me the Lord of the New Generation Royal Court!

"Great! I finally finished dual-threading. It hasn't been easy these past few years."

Huang Cao breathed a sigh of relief. After so many years of planning, he finally had a piece of land of his own.

Although the banshees are good-looking, they are always schizophrenic and under a lot of mental pressure.

Fortunately, this identity finally achieved its purpose and successfully connected with Theresa.

Next it was time to rebuild the body, and it would take a year to get everything ready.

No wonder the dead soul in the plot who can eat normal food has a body. It turns out that it is really wrong to have no channels to contact the world.

"Hua Falin, for the next six months, the business of this store and subsequent arrangements will depend on you."

"You've been in this business with me for almost a year. I believe you can maintain this store. There are gold bars buried underground. If you suffer a big loss, you can make up for it in time."