Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Moreover, Huang Cao really dislikes the behavior of exploring other people's psychology, even if it is unintentional offense.

After all, logically speaking, since Ramalen is willing to use her ability to explore the psychology of something, she is already prepared for this thing to have its own thoughts.

But before Huangcao could react, the banshee sister next to him suddenly plunged into the clear river water.

It was not until this time that Huang Cao realized the true power of the Originium Beautification Pack.

Are all of you Sarkaz people so well-nourished? You're much more powerful than those Sarkaz people with halos on their heads.

And there is more than one powerful one. Following the lead of the little banshee sister, the other banshees no longer hide their abilities.

After the long journey, the little girl was covered in dust and needed to be washed thoroughly with water.

So they no longer treated the yellow grass as an outsider and plunged into the river.

Ramalen looked at her people lovingly, then joined in.

“This one’s even better!”

Huang Cao was deeply shocked by the strength of the Lord of the Royal Court.

Lamaren was indeed worthy of being the head of a clan; her power was truly immense! She had successfully captured his attention.

So Huang Cao made a decision immediately: just stay here, since he was too lazy to leave for the time being.

As long as Lamaren doesn't do anything stupid and examine her own thoughts, he can accept having such a group of lovely and beautiful neighbors around him.

Just now the latter wanted to explore but was stopped by a little girl.

Maybe this is fate.

The following time was very boring. It was nothing but the welfare bureau and the welfare bureau. It was so boring.

Well, Lamaren has a great figure. She should not be married yet, right?

Now I am so green and shy.

It seems that I came a little early. It has been such a long time and Theresa didn’t come to say hello. After all, Lamaren is her best friend.

A period of peace passed like this. The banshees provided emotional value to a certain grass, and the latter provided the living conditions for this race.

The passive skill of the yellow grass is to absorb source stones to maintain its own growth. This results in almost no natural disasters in the area around the valley, and the crops grow more productively than in other places.

It's a win-win situation, both sides are happy.

So as time went on, the environment in the valley became better and better, and countless cabins rose from the riverside.

Of course, what has not changed is the banshees' habit of cleaning their bodies, which means that Huangcao can see benefits every day.

At the same time, he was also studying how to become a real person, but the information in the database on this aspect was too complicated.

The arrival of the banshees is one of the few spiritual comforts in a foreign country among a series of theories and biophysical formulas.

Winter came unknowingly, and the valley welcomed the long-awaited silence, along with the harvest smiles of the banshees.

"Whether it's science or theology, formulas are the most annoying thing."

Huang Cao's spirit body floated above his original body, looking at the snow-covered valley with a melancholy look on his face.

How he wishes he had a pair of glasses to show off his knowledge.

It is the knowledge about female banshees.

He spent a year studying almost all the banshees in the valley, and ranked them according to his intuitive feelings.

But whether it is the House of Lords or the House of Commons, Ramaleen always ranks first in all aspects of data ranking.

Damn it, if God could let me have such a beautiful girlfriend, I would be willing to be the owner of a big green cat!

"Master Grass Spirit, thank you for your help this year." Ramalen said gently as she looked at the huge plant in front of her.

Lord Cao Ling, it’s amazing that you could come up with such a name. Huang Cao looked at Ramalen who couldn’t hold back her smile.

You are laughing, right? How did you say a name that even you couldn't hold back?

But at this time, Lamaren was slightly bent over, and someone was looking down from a high place, so he could see the white snow on the ground in an instant.

Theoretically, winter is here, the river water is freezing cold, and physically, we see more yellow grass and snow, but spiritually, we see less.

Now this touch of white is covered by black gauze, but it does not affect its strong strength at all.

"Boring." Huang Cao sighed slightly in his heart, his face expressionless, and at the same time, a banshee encyclopedia transformed by mental power appeared in his hand.

It covers all aspects of banshee life and combines it with contemporary medicine. It is a complete gynecological encyclopedia about the banshee race.

Even though the Terrans are extremely strong physically, female banshees still experience some physical discomfort, not to mention that the environment in the valley is primitive and modern technology is basically non-existent.

Any minor illnesses are all on my own. Strictly speaking, this book can be considered a by-product of studying the body.

Ramalen took out a broom and swept away the snow around the yellow grass, and asked the girls to form a circle with stones.

Banshees are a race that is extremely sensitive to sound and Originium, and their words are full of power.

Especially the Lord of the Royal Court, who is the best among them, after more than a year of getting along with him.

Lamaren knew that the lush grass contributed greatly to the valley's beautiful environment in today's world.

Or perhaps this is a spiritual plant, perhaps even capable of thinking.

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Chapter 3: The Demon King Who Can’t Cook the Accounts

After a while, the snow fell even harder. The coming of winter forced all creatures to put down their paces and explore the world.

Fortunately, thanks to the protection of yellow grass, crop yields in the valley have increased unprecedentedly.

Enough firewood was also collected to allow the banshees to spend the entire winter safely.

"But people here can get through it, but people outside may not be able to."

The roots of the yellow grass spread throughout the valley, and when winter came, he felt more sadness emerging from the Originium.

Many people will not survive this winter...

Huang Cao shook his head and said, no, there should be a lot of people who won’t survive.

Reconstruction after a war is never as easy as imagined.

Theresa's ability... to be honest, it's not expressed very well in the plot.

The ability to handle government affairs is a bit lagging...

Of course, he didn't know what Theresa's abilities were, but the plot didn't describe it, so he could only speculate here.

"I sincerely hope you will be safe and sound during the winter." Lamaren kissed the thick rhizome and said with a heartfelt blessing.

"Could it be that if I were to become a blade of grass, I would have more charm than if I were a human?"

The yellow grass floating in the sky was a little at a loss. His physical body and spiritual body were actually connected, and their feelings were also interconnected.

In order to prevent itself from turning into real grass, yellow grass unified the plant body and the human body, with the plant roots representing the lower body.

According to the height ratio, the place where Lamaren kissed was actually a bit strange, and it was even more sensitive because it was a direct kiss.

“It feels great.”

Sighing in his heart, Huang Cao shook his head and sorted out the long series of complicated formulas in his mind, and continued to improve the Banshee Gynecology Encyclopedia in his hand.

The welfare is also boring. There are so many beautiful women hanging around in the pool all day long. After watching it for a whole year, I should have noticed something.

Sure enough, rigorous science is the ultimate destination for men.

Of course, his main job at the moment is to study Originium, and exploring the size and body structure of the banshees is just for fun.

At the same time, it lays the foundation for my future identity, because...

Huang Cao looked at Ramalen who was walking away, and waved his hands slightly. A breeze emerged out of thin air and blew the veil on the girl's head.

At the same time, the boy's body gradually took on a human appearance above the tall plants.

Although it has no body, it is not incapable of moving its hands and feet... This has also been newly developed.

The medical profession has a high barrier to entry, but it is also the easiest profession to break into.

Even without using his eyes, Huang Cao could guess from the sounds that some banshees were probably having a hard time.

Taking cold showers every day and not being restricted in what they eat, the people of Terra can't stand such torture.

And maybe it’s because the time of travel was too early, many of today’s technological products are still nowhere to be found.

The living environment of the banshees is exactly the same as that in ancient times. They don't have any major problems, but they must have many minor ones. Although they are not fatal, they are probably not feeling well either. This gives him an opportunity.

Having an identity that can be recognized by a certain force in this land is much easier than wandering around like a headless fly.

The snowstorm continued, and the outside world was filled with starving people.

An uninvited guest quietly sneaked into the valley against the wind and snow, completely ignoring the yellow grass that had been covered by the wind and snow on the way.

He went straight into Ramalen's wooden house.

"Theresa? What is this pink-haired girl doing here?" Huang Cao's curiosity was ignited when he saw this scene.

At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner inside Ramalen's house, a small leaf instantly grew out as his thoughts suggested.

Just kidding, the wood used in the banshee's house is naturally obtained from the forest near the valley.

Now the roots of the yellow grass have reached every aspect of this area, and he has spies in every place.

Not only can he hear, he can also see!

It's just that it's hardly ever used, and he's not a Peeping Tom.

Theresa lifted her cloak and looked at her friend in front of her with gentle eyes.

"Lamaline, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

Lamaren brought a cup of hot tea and held the other person's slender hand tightly. Her tone was also very gentle but contained a hint of temptation.

As the head of the clan, she would never allow her people to be plunged into war again.

If the fighting continues, the banshees will really be extinct. Even if an outstanding man appears now and favors all the banshees in the valley in a short period of time, it still cannot change the fact that the tribe is now dwindling.

"Of course not, Lamaren, but I do need your help."

"As long as it's not boring stuff like infighting, I'm willing to dedicate everything I have to Kazdel."

"I need food, and the Sarkaz children need food." Theresa said seriously.

It turns out they were looking at the granary...

Ramalen looked through the window at the several large granaries that had just been built with melancholy.

"How many people are needed?"

"One month's rations for forty thousand men."

"But these rations are my people's reserves for the winter and next spring. We only had our first good harvest this year..."

The Banshees had a very fulfilling life throughout this year. In this valley, everyone worked hard and almost gave their all to obtain a good harvest.

I had been looking forward to a winter with plenty of food and clothing, but this winter is colder than in previous years.

The banshees had just arrived at their new home, so how could they just give away the food they had worked so hard to obtain?

It’s not that Ramalen doesn’t want to borrow. She can starve, but her own people cannot.

How should she face her sisters?

They had just emerged from the shadow of war and hoped to spend a warm and prosperous winter.

"Is it really impossible to gather even a single ounce of it? Kazdel is so huge, can't you even gather enough food for 40,000 people for a month?"

Theresa struggled, but still told the truth: "There are too many orphans left behind by the war, and Victoria and Leitania are still harassing them. Theresis said that we must maintain a considerable scale of preparation to ensure safety."

"All supplies must be given priority to the front line."

"Just consider it as a personal loan from you, Lamaren. The children in the orphanage are about to face the risk of starvation..."

"Next year when the harvest is good, I will return the grain to you double. And I will have to tighten my belt and divide this month's rations over two months."

It's not just one month, it's three months of cold weather.

Theresa didn't want to put too much pressure on her best friend, so she didn't say it out loud.

There was really no other way. While the fighting on the front was tense, the food rations in the cities behind were also not abundant, so it was impossible to operate at all.