Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

"The Agor race strikes me as both arrogant and ridiculous. They claim to be in control of everything, but in reality, they are already frantically testing the brink of extinction."

"So, if Iberia, which is strongly bound to this civilization, doesn't make plans now, it will definitely be affected by ocean disasters in the future, and may even suffer a more tragic fate than Agor."

What did Agor rely on? He relied on the technology of previous civilizations and the superiority of their internal systems.

Even if a disaster occurs, we can survive for a while with the help of advanced technology, at least there will be no complete collapse.

Iberia only received a little technical support from Agor. After becoming stronger, it became arrogant and its relations with other countries were not friendly.

"A proud civilization cannot care about other countries when it can't protect itself. I have a feeling that during Iberia's heyday, this country will completely fall."

"So you plan to take this opportunity..."

Kal'tsit is also a smart person, but Mr. Huang in front of her does not intend to reveal more information.

"Just wait quietly, but I also seem to be able to get along well with the Haisi in the sea."

"My advice is that you don't have to."

Kal'tsit said it immediately, because she really couldn't praise the intelligence of the sweeping robot.

Although the sweeping robot is cute, it is annoying to watch it crawl around everywhere.

The key is that they will eat your food and are also a disaster in the ocean.

Although as long as he doesn't overdo it, Hai Si generally won't show strong aggressiveness.

But some civilizations are so arrogant that they insist on dancing wildly near the bottom line of these creatures.

170

Chapter 170: Tsundere has long been retired, Lord Blood Demon!

A few days later, Leitania, at the border of Kazdel.

"He was screaming quite cheerfully during the injection, but it seems like nothing's wrong. Just pack up, take off your medals, and go to the front."

Huafalin took a deep breath and ran outside the tent to get some fresh air.

She never expected that once the war broke out, all the wounded on the front line would come to her side.

All of a sudden, the simple treatment center he set up was overcrowded, but fortunately, the Sarkaz were a race with strong vitality, and after a period of chaos, they finally stabilized.

"Should we ask Ah Cao to provide some medical supplies..."

After finishing work, Huafalin looked at the earth that was about to fall into dusk, and her thoughts were in a dilemma.

As a doctor, due to professional ethics, I should do my best to alleviate the pain caused to patients by illness.

But if you ask for too much, will it cause trouble to your man?

Just when the blood demon was getting annoyed, Ramalen brought a team of guards and transported the medicines from the Yellow Grass Territory to the front line.

"Sister Lamaren..."

"A Cao is definitely not that kind of petty person."

Lamaren hugged Warfarin's petite body.

If Huang Cao's plan could fail because of these small medicines, then there would be no need for him to compete with other countries.

It's no big deal. The most important thing is that my wife is happy.

After receiving the medicine, the wounded in the tents all slept well tonight.

"But these medicines are not cheap. At least the prices listed by Acao are very high."

Ramalen said somewhat embarrassedly that as her man's partner, she knew very well how black-hearted he was.

These medicines are extremely cheap inside the Garden of Eden, but it is different outside.

It's not just the price, but also its good therapeutic effect that attracts everyone.

Huang Cao originally wanted to dilute these drugs before adding them, but this might cause moral burden on Warfarin.

Although occupation cannot represent a person's nobility, in secular concepts, some occupations do have certain moral thresholds.

How could Huang Cao, a super good man, not understand the moral integrity in Huafalin's heart?

There is no need to be too concerned about pleasing your wife. These people will not have much influence on your future plans anyway.

After all, it was the civil war, not himself, that caused the chaos in Kazdel.

"This is indeed difficult to do. Her Highness has consulted information from many countries in recent years in order to build new livelihoods. She is also familiar with the medicines that have become popular in recent years."

The ordinary people in this country have strong vitality, but that doesn't mean they won't die.

The quantity of medicines was neither too much nor too little, but it was enough to cover the expenses of the front line for one month. However, the total value of these medicines outside Mr. Huang's territory was at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

This is not a small amount of money. Although the cost is low, the pink-haired siblings don’t know that these medicines are produced by Mr. Huang.

So at least there should be a reason.

Theresa, who represents gentleness, would go to the rear with her brother to comfort the wounded after every battle.

It not only stabilizes the people's hearts, but also expresses that the devil is always with the soldiers.

Being as attentive as she is, she would definitely ask about the source of these medicines and thank the person who delivered them.

Isn't this a reveal?

"So eloquence is equally important on the battlefield."

At this time, Dukare appeared from somewhere, followed by Niezile.

Neczrei bowed his head slightly. "Thank you both for saving the lives of these young Sarkaz, even though we are not technically on the same side now."

Huafalin was a little confused, and seemed to have no idea what the Blood Demon Lord meant.

"Sister Huafalin, they already know about Acao's situation, but they don't have any other plans at the moment."

Ramalen looked at the two ancient immortals in front of her, performed an elegant salute, and expressed her respect slightly.

"As expected of a siren renowned for her elegance and beauty, it's not that we don't have a plan, we just don't know what."

After saying that, Dukalei took out a large meatball from his arms. There were many small holes on the meatball:

"Although I don't know what an oxygen switch is, if it's just about allowing cells in the blood to carry oxygen, it's not a difficult task for me."

It is not difficult to take a look at the person next to Nieci Leibai.

I don't know how many days and nights you spent thinking about this thing.

At least when we were resting in the same tent, I saw you were busy for at least three days and nights.

Facing the strange look from the Scavenger King next to him, the little cat Egg Roll tried hard not to let his expression fall.

It's true, it's easy to say.

In fact, Ducare, who had almost no medical knowledge, spent a lot of brain cells and time to figure this out.

If I didn't have a strong natural sense of flesh and blood, I might not be able to rub it out.

Dukare felt that if he only built it for his own race, he could complete it easily, but the problem was that there were more than just blood demons on the battlefield.

There are no medical departments in Kazdel that store blood, so there is no such thing as a blood bank emergency.

Since she spends most of her time studying medicine and relies heavily on medical equipment, Huafalin's control over her Originium skills is not very good.

As for the Blood Demon who was good at playing, he had already gone to the front line to fight with others.

Blood Demons are indeed a race with a relatively low death rate. After all, they are difficult to kill. However, this is not necessarily the case for other ordinary Sarkaz.

After all, we've worked together for so many years, please don't undermine me, okay?

A vein popped up on Ducare's forehead.

"How to use it."

Warfarin asked.

"Pour the blood in, and it will replenish oxygen in a few seconds. It also has a filtering function, which can purify the contaminated blood."

"Although this thing looks ugly, it is quite useful. But there is only one, so how do we keep the inside clean?"

"Just rinse with clean water. If you're worried about infection, just give them an injection of antibiotics. It's not my money anyway."

Dukare adhered to the idea that since Mr. Huang was already here, he should not let his medicine go to waste, and did not care about the cost at all.

"Luckily you're not a doctor, otherwise if you encounter someone who is allergic to antibiotics, I'm afraid it would be fatal."

Now that things had come to this, he could only make do with it. After the rest period, Warfarin went back into the operating room.

Dukare said: "I think it's time to give Miss Huafalin the title of prince."

Niecile: "I don't care about your title. I might even be your boss in the future."

Looking at the two people who were trying to sabotage each other, Lamaren was also confused. When did these two people become so lively? Decades ago, they seemed lifeless.

Could it be that something good happened recently?

"Maybe it's because the new generation of Sarkaz has saved a lot of them."

When faced with questions, Niecilei was not like the arrogant guy next to him.

He has always been extremely tolerant towards the younger generation.

The intensity of the war a few days ago was not much different from before, but the number of Sarkaz surviving from the battlefield was much greater than before.

Although there are still casualties, the situation is much better than before.

How could this not make these two happy?

171

Chapter 171 Kitten Egg Roll felt that he had to find an excuse for himself.

"Thank you so much, Miss Huafalin. Without you, I really don't know what I would do with these injured soldiers."

The next morning, Huafalin, who had just finished an operation, was stopped by Theresa, who had just been withdrawn from the front line, before she had even had breakfast.

Of course, we are in a time of war now, and no matter how gentle this pink-haired girl is, she can't play the tender role of cooking by herself.

However, it is still possible to take apart the compressed biscuits and cook a bowl of porridge, since the stove is right next to you.

The fact that Huafalin was able to establish a messy rescue system so quickly was also due to Xiaote's modernization of the army in recent years.

Theresa did not make the mistake of allocating all resources to heavy industry, although Kazdel's cultural level was still low.

But the literacy rate has increased significantly, reaching at least 60%, which is the passing line.

And she doesn't have that kind of old-fashioned conservative thinking. As long as something used by the military is good, she will generally gradually popularize it to the public and will not keep it in her hands.

Therefore, the technology of canning and compressed biscuits has been maturely developed among the people of Kazdel.

There are already a few small factories, but they are only small.

It is a little different from a heavy industrial factory, with only a hundred employees.

It is unknown how long the reserves of canned food and compressed biscuits will last.

Huafalin didn't feel anything wrong while chewing the biscuit in her hand, although strictly speaking it was indeed unpalatable.

But now is not the time to worry about this. You are not qualified to choose on the battlefield.

"Your Highness, this is what I should do. Although I have spent relatively little time in Kazdel in my long life, it is still my homeland after all."

"I know, Miss Warfarin, and that's why I should thank you even more."

Theresa lowered her head slightly, revealing her demeanor as the gentlest demon king.

To be honest, in Huafalin's heart, the woman in front of her is fierce when she needs to be fierce, and super gentle when she is not fierce.

There was pity in his eyes when he killed others on the battlefield, but his hands never slowed down even a little bit.

To companions, this is a very elegant performance, but to the enemy, it is very terrifying.

"But these medicines should be expensive."

As she watched Miss Warfarin swallow the biscuits, Theresa caught a glimpse of some anti-inflammatory drugs on the table.

"This is my personal channel, so of course I have to pay for it. My friend is willing to offer a lower price, but for now, I'm the one who pays for it first."

Now that things have come to this, since you, a pink-haired girl, asked, don't blame me for telling the truth.