Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Therefore, I have to temporarily lower my physical fitness a little bit, but in order to ensure safety, there will not be any changes on the mental level. I can instantly restore my original physical fitness with just a thought.

But if the wallet is empty, the physical pain and weakness exist, all of this is just to satisfy the cat's little whim.

His body is of poor quality but is equipped with weapons that are completely inappropriate for his age. Although his physical fitness has been reduced, he still has an endurance far beyond his age.

After all, according to Kal'tsit's combat effectiveness, if a dragon that is not suitable for its age is really equipped with endurance that is suitable for its age group, I am afraid that the fire dragon will fall down after just a few spit of fire and only an empty shell will be left.

Therefore, in order to satisfy the kitten's desire to win, Huangcao's endurance is not too bad now. According to previous judgment, it is in a state where it can feed Kal'tsit to 70% or 80% full.

It really drains the wallet while satisfying the other party.

Kel'tsit: Let's have a good hunt tonight! This is the last battle in this body!

There was no conversation that night, but the offense and defense changed.

Facts have proved that under the same combat effectiveness, the oxen that plow the land are not as strong as the land after all.

She couldn't hold on any longer halfway through the fight, but Kal'tsit wouldn't stop her rampage.

I finally counterattacked, even if this counterattack was false!

"Master Huang, you still have the interest to continue playing games. You can't rest now~"

Kal'tsit said this while holding the game controller. She wanted to squeeze out the last bit of power in the controller.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the invincible Mr. Huang finally fell.

When Kal'tsit was about 70% full, she once again unleashed her body's potential, raising her upper limit by four or five points.

In other words, Mr. Huang’s current endurance is enough to fight against two Kal’tsit.

Therefore, it is also necessary to break through the limits, but this is to overclock the existing hardware, which is the so-called "overdraft".

Originally, a gun could only fire more than 300 bullets, but in order to break the limit, he fired more than 600 rounds.

When it was completely over, Huang Cao felt for the first time what it felt like to be about to break.

Unprecedented hunger and other inexplicable physical sensations invaded his brain. Theoretically, he could recover instantly, but for the sake of his kitten's happiness, he had to endure it for a while.

After being completely satisfied, Kal'tsit flicked her hand, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Looking at the giant dragon that still held its head high, Kal'tsit knew that Mr. Huang was just keeping up appearances and it would fall down with just a slight push.

Today's victory: Kal'tsit's victory!

Chapter 275 The weak Cao Cao was born to be eaten by big sister!

"Is this Ah Cao in his weakened state?"

At this time, Huafalin was lying next to the yellow grass in a very disdainful manner, and kept teasing the already shaky sword with her hands.

"Do you believe I can make you fly right now?"

This little vampire is too presumptuous. Aren’t you afraid that I, Master Huang, will recover and punish you severely?

"Of course I'm not afraid. After all, you and Kal'tsit agreed on a day and a night, and I can't recover now. I still have about six hours left, so I have to seize the opportunity."

"So you came here just to see me like this? You really have a bad taste."

Huang Cao pulled the quilt to try to block the two women's ferocious gazes, but soon it seemed as if their lifeline was grabbed.

"Oh, according to my estimation, your little treasury seems to have lost a lot of weight."

As if they had grabbed someone's purse, Kal'tsit and Warfarin weighed it carefully for a while, and finally decided to practice to gain true knowledge.

Although theoretically the weight of the small treasury will not change even after some effort, who knows what the structure of Acao is like?

Maybe it's completely different from normal people?

"It's impossible. If I were a normal person, I would have died last night."

Huang Cao poked Kal'tsit hard in the stomach with his foot, but was quickly caught by the other party.

"It's not over yet, let's continue. I'm used to eating big fish and meat, and I want to change to something lighter."

This is what Kelsey said.

"To be honest, I haven't tried it either. Acao's fighting ability was too strong before."

This is warfarin.

So, under someone's almost horrified gaze, today's breakfast time began.

As I just said, it's time for these two people to eat something light after eating so much meat and fish every day.

But someone is now in an unprecedentedly weak state, so it is just right for him to have a lighter breakfast. After all, he may not have this opportunity in the future.

So after a fierce battle, Huang Cao's face became even more haggard.

But it satisfies other people's appetites.

After the agreed time, just when Huang Cao wanted to restore his previous fighting power and prepare to teach these two people a lesson.

Kel'tsit said, "Respected Master Huang, my suggestion is that you remain like this until you and His Highness have a showdown. After all, you look quite distressing right now."

How can I not feel sad? It's basically no different from sudden death.

Even the dragon fell, leaving only an empty shell.

"Perhaps playing a pitiful game for His Highness can help you, Master Huang, get closer to her."

Kal'tsit has served Master Huang for nearly a hundred years and has never seen Master Huang look so haggard.

Although I know that the other party can recover at any time, this look is really heartbreaking.

It's similar to what His Highness looks like when he's been working for six months without sleep, especially because of his small body, which makes people want to protect him so much.

Hua Falin glanced at the yellow grass that was not even as tall as herself, "But this body is too small. Your Highness is not completely unaware of what Master Huang looks like."

At least when playing the stacking game, you can understand the size of the other person. If the other person is too small, it will easily cause discomfort.

Theresa: Isn't my Speaker a sunny and cheerful boy? How come after all these years I've become a heavy industry?

Even if he grows up to be an uncle, he shouldn't look like this.

Huang Cao also thought it made a lot of sense, so he adjusted his body back to the state of about twenty years old.

But even so, his body was still much smaller than that of an average teenager, as if he had never had a full meal since he was a child.

Strictly speaking, this is what he looked like in his previous life. After all, what good food can one eat in an orphanage?

With his petite and cute body and face, there wouldn't have been so many rich women who wanted to support him in his previous life.

"Ah~"

Someone sighed, stood up and looked at himself in the mirror.

Although his strength has been restored, his face is still haggard.

Some of it is fake, but some of it is real.

"Master Huang, according to the time calculation of the letter sent to you by His Highness, it should have arrived by now. It's time for us to enter the city."

Kal'tsit took out an envelope from her pocket. Inside it was a piece of paper filled with a message for help, as well as an embroidered handkerchief with small white flowers printed on it.

Huang Cao also remembered that he also had a handkerchief, which was given to him by Theresa many years ago, but this handkerchief had small pink flowers on it.

Is this a token of love?

...Three days later.

Theresa, who had been squatting in the room, finally received a reply from the Speaker.

Mr. Speaker: I have received Ms. Theresa's letter for help. Our army has already set out. Please be patient and wait.

Great, Kazdel is finally saved!

Theresa burst into tears. She knew that with her status, it would be impossible to persuade the Speaker to mobilize the army to save Kazdel, especially Victoria.

After all, Utopia and Victoria were indeed allies on the surface before, so it would definitely take a lot of effort to persuade Victoria's officials to support the Speaker.

But Theresa did not doubt the authenticity of the news, not only because she recognized the notes on the envelope, but also because of her absolute trust in the Speaker.

At the same time, I also believe that Victoria has a good character that is well-known throughout this land, and this is not the first time she has stabbed an ally in the back.

So what if Utopia is an ally?

The Victorians only care about profit.

"I have to tell my brother about this as soon as possible."

Theresa, who had walked out of the room, suddenly turned back.

The question is how should I explain it?

"Let's just fool around for now. Just think of Mr. Speaker as a very good friend of mine. With the help I gave Kazdel before, he should understand."

Tracy: I understand, but you can't find me now.

Xiao Te had no idea that his brother had been captured, nor did he know that the Banshee had placed him on the best viewing platform to watch Kal'tsit turn into ashes.

When Theresa was about to walk out of the room, she suddenly noticed that the black crown on her head seemed to be moving.

"Strange...why are the residents of Mobile City showing such strange hatred?"

Isn't it Utopia that's attacking Kazdel now? But why are all the hateful eyes focused on Kal'tsit?

I was a little withdrawn for a few days. What exactly happened in the city?

Theresa suddenly felt something was wrong. She walked to the balcony of the Demon King's Palace and found that every possible place in the streets and alleys below was covered with slogans opposing Kal'tsit.

Everyone in the city has become a loyal member of Cat TV. What on earth is happening in this world?

"Where is Tracys again? Where are Ducare and the others?"

Xiao Te looked around and found that there was not a single staff member in the huge Demon King's Palace.

Because of her frugal daily life and being the most gentle demon king in history, Theresa turned all the places where demon kings of all generations rested and enjoyed themselves into state offices.

Even in order to facilitate communication with her staff, Theresa only had a small room inside this space.

Stay in the office all day long, regardless of eating or sleeping.

However, the Demon King's Palace, which is usually crowded with people, is currently without a single staff member.

No wonder I haven't been disturbed by anyone in the room in the past few days.

Originally, Theresa thought that her cat and brother had handled domestic affairs in an orderly manner and there were no problems.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

What happened in recent days was such a huge blow to Theresa that her brain suddenly shut down for a long time.

He didn't even notice anything unusual nearby.

There's something wrong with the sound in Kazdel!

Theresa used the authority of the Black Crown to quickly find Dukare, only to discover that he had already taken off his work clothes as the Chancellor of Finance and put on the attire of the Blood Demon Lord.

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with the current domestic situation? Your cat is not doing well right now."

Theresa felt uneasy at Ducare's sinister tone.

In order to understand the domestic situation more quickly, she used the Black Crown to directly read the other party's memory.

But after a while of searching, Ducare's spirit seemed to be protected by a golden barrier, and the Black Crown could not read any information or emotions.

Chapter 276 Kal'tsit, have you also betrayed me?

"Minister of Finance, what do you mean?"

"I'm just following public opinion. Kal'tsit must pay the price for her past mistakes."

"I guess this is the request of the Lord of Utopia, Ducarei, you know this is like adding fuel to the fire.

Their demands only get more and more excessive. Have you forgotten Kal'tsit's contributions to Kazdel... although I know she did do some wrong things in the past."

Dukare shook his head. "It seems you haven't forgotten what Kel'tsit did to our country in the past, but you also understand one thing."

"A person's mistakes will not be completely erased by her future compensation. Just because she saved someone, she cannot use that person's life to offset the life of another person she killed."

"I believe you understand this."