Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Of course, if this demon king is proficient in cooking the books, then it's not impossible to do it...

"You are really well-informed." The beautiful banshee sighed softly.

Things have come to this point. The Demon King has asked for this much. There is no way Ramalen can turn a blind eye no matter what.

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Chapter 4: Eating grass is better for development than eating dessert

I'd better continue to tighten my belt this winter, Ramalen thought to herself.

Children are the future of Kazdel, and they cannot be allowed to starve. Anyway, he and his tribesmen are used to going hungry.

However, the necessary procedures still had to be followed. There were hundreds of people in the Banshee Valley, and Theresa and Ramalen had to go door to door to ask the banshees for their opinions.

The banshees are all very kind, and His Highness has begged you in an almost pleading tone. Who can resist this?

But for some reason, when Lamaren led Theresa to knock on every door, they deliberately avoided the yellow grass.

Even if I happened to pass by, I would pretend to see a dead tree and not even look at it twice.

Ramalen actually had her own selfish motives, and she absolutely couldn't let Theresa discover the special nature of this plant.

Otherwise, if His Highness were to trap it, his people might not be able to continue living in the valley.

Almost all banshees have a sense of awe towards this giant grass.

In this land, spiritual plants are not uncommon, not to mention the former Kazdel and the tree demon clan.

Fortunately, Theresa came in a hurry today and did not notice anything special about the grass that looked like a tree next to it.

After chatting for a while, they quickly left the valley. The banshees couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as they watched His Highness going away in the wind and snow.

Then prepare to organize the supplies. Theresa should come with people to pick them up soon.

"Please keep the matter of Lord Cao Ling confidential." Ramalen bowed slightly to her people.

At least we should have the foundation to survive the next war...

"It seems the situation outside is more serious than I thought."

Thinking of this, Huang Cao felt that it was necessary to speed up his development process, as the source stones in the valley had basically been used up by him.

My own body is so huge. What if the country's population recovers later and I still haven't figured out how to shrink my body...

It's not that you're afraid of thieves coming, but you're afraid of thieves thinking about it. Your ability to purify source stones is very popular in this land.

He doesn't want to be treated as a mascot.

Of course, being caught is impossible. Going to the sky may be a little difficult, but you can go into the ground by yourself.

I will drill directly into a depth of one thousand meters underground to see whether you can dig faster or I can run faster.

After so much development, this valley has completely become part of the yellow grass.

This is somewhat similar to Yelagund's ability. Wherever the roots reach, it becomes his territory.

"Lamaline...are we going to be hungry again this year..."

A young banshee was reluctant to look at the food piled up in the entire barn, but although she said that, she was packing the bags very quickly.

Don’t I also want you to have enough to eat?

Ramalen was speechless. She could only continue to hope that the grass spirit could continue to exert his divine power in the spring of next year so that this land would once again have a good harvest.

After a few days, the wind and snow stopped for a while.

Theresa led her men to empty the granary, leaving only enough food for the banshees to barely last a winter according to Ramalen's standards.

Winter is not over yet and spring has not yet arrived.

There is a saying that describes it like this: Winter is here, can spring be far behind?

But not everyone can tolerate winter.

Huang Cao was floating in the air looking at the banshees, feeling very uncomfortable. After all, they had been together for a year. Although they only saw the appearance, the love these girls had shown for him in the past year was real.

I also built a small fence for myself.

Very polite. Who could hate such a beautiful race?

Appearance is just a plus, but for him, morality is the real criterion for passing.

This one helped me!

Just in time to try out my new abilities...

Two days later, there was another heavy snowfall. The banshees could not bear the extreme cold and returned to their cabins.

Due to the renewed shortage of food, the banshees' gatherings became less and less frequent.

Of course, you can't see the scene of girls clinging to each other around the campfire.

Not exciting at all!

Oh my god, now I’m finally angry!

Huang Cao's mind moved, and a figure suddenly appeared on the snow. It was a handsome young man wearing a thin shirt and trousers.

However, his current state is similar to that of a ball of air, but the power he possesses is enough to rival some elite operators.

Of course, this was also his own speculation. After all, there were differences among the elite operators on Rhodes Island.

Because its roots spread throughout the valley, the yellow grass easily found the grain transport convoy that was still moving.

Theresa waited at the front, and it took two full days to transport the food to an area close to the city.

What a coincidence, isn't it? The orphanage set up by Theresa is exactly where Huangcao used to stay, very close to his birthplace.

I guess so. After all, every time I go to a place, I will suck out all the source stones in the area, and the place left behind happens to be very suitable for the development of the town.

Although other plants cannot survive without their permission, the lack of Originium is enough for people to live and work in peace and contentment.

"Why does it feel like the Middle Ages? Where's my moving city?"

It turns out that the gap between Terra 300 years ago and Terra 300 years later is not ordinary small.

Especially in Kazdel, a place with simple folk customs, it is now more backward than Kjerag 300 years later.

It took the vehicle two days to transport the food out, and when they got out of the valley they saw the town.

Huang Cao only then realized how much the word "town" actually praised this country.

Apart from the broken walls and ruins, there were Sarkaz with green hungry eyes everywhere.

Many Sarkaz were wearing simple mercenary uniforms, their eyes fixed on the convoy carrying food.

Huang Cao saw desire in it, but also restraint.

As the most approachable demon king, Theresa is the only light in the hearts of all the people of Kazdel.

This place also happens to be the area where my roots are most densely populated.

Thanks to the Originium network that spreads throughout Terra, even if these roots leave his body, he can still infinitely control his original body parts.

There may even be no delay, but the mental pressure is a little bit high. If the roots are far away, the brain will easily produce phantom pain when switching coordinate axes.

Theresa was not in the convoy, which was hung with the devil's flag.

Just when Huang Cao thought that the grain had been stored in the warehouse as he wished, he saw a sneaky Sarkaz holding a token and directly transferred 1/3 of the convoy away from the original troops.

When Huang Cao saw such a strange scene, he immediately launched a big database search technology and quickly found relevant information from the memory of a Sarkaz who had just starved to death yesterday.

There's no other orphanage in this area. Is this Theresa's intention or...

But why is your nutrition so good?

Looking at the immense strength possessed by a row of Sarkaz women, Huang Cao expressed that his own scientific literacy was challenged.

The Sakota people lived a life of luxury, but the only archangel that appeared so far was the nun in the pigeon.

In such a food-scarce environment, both the hungry common people and the armored soldiers...

Especially the women, their figures are far better than the dessert angels next door.

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Chapter 5: The Super Profligate Protagonist Appears

I don't understand...

Huang Cao sincerely sighed that the beautification package that Priss applied was indeed a science.

But it seems that the Sarkaz are the natives here, or maybe not?

Although he has played Arknights, he chose to skip Life when he encountered a plot he didn't like.

Huang Cao followed the departing convoy, his body hanging over the crowd like mist.

After a few hours, the convoy finally arrived at its final destination after a bumpy journey.

The place they arrived at was a heavily guarded military camp, and Huang Cao also met Tracys inside.

"Her Highness Theresa did not agree with us doing this..." a woman with horns on her head said to Theresis in a respectful tone.

The latter waved his hand and returned the grain to the warehouse, his expression unchanged. "No need to say more. I will explain it to her, and she should understand me."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Huang Cao also understood the whole story.

Theresa and Tracy did have their eyes on the food in Banshee Valley. The former did it for the orphans in the orphanage, but she also secretly agreed with Tracy's actions.

It is impossible that she did not have direct participation in the process of transporting grain, otherwise why would she leave halfway?

The reason for avoiding it is to make up a reason in my heart to feel at ease, just like an ostrich.

Huang Cao did not intend to retort Theresa. He did not know how to manage a country. Perhaps she had her own reasons.

Different people have different opinions. There is no point in worrying about this.

But these foods are my hard work after all!

You have never dared to do such a petty trick under my nose in your life.

Moreover, according to the Originium database, Huang Cao learned a piece of information from the memory of a deceased senior general of Victoria: in the next fifty years, Victoria and other neighboring countries have no plans to attack Kazdel again.

They were all defeated by a wave a few years ago, and Kal'tsit disappeared.

And in a few years there will be a wave of great technological development. Every country wants to seize this opportunity to develop rapidly, and has no intention of starting another war at all.

Small-scale conflicts may never cease, but a large-scale war is likely to occur.

"You're right, Theresa. Children shouldn't go hungry. Adults can hold on for a while."

Tracy didn't even think much of this stuff, and literally just took a part of it.

This amount of food can sustain several teams fighting for about a month.

The yellow grass turned into a seed and then took root heavily in the ground of the military camp. The roots quickly grew and spread underneath the camp.

It took only a few minutes for the roots, stems and leaves to spread underground in the military camp.

There was no surveillance in this era, and even those with surveillance capabilities did not have the time to take care of the affairs of the small granary.

The yellow grass moved very slightly, creating a large hole in an instant and dragging all the boxes of food into the soil.

They also constructed plant leaves to serve as temporary pipes, and the grain was transported out of the military camp smoothly.

I originally wanted to send her to an orphanage, but then I thought about it and realized Theresa didn't have that much time to take care of the orphanage's affairs.

Although she had a bit of a mascot vibe after the war, she was still the leader of a country after all. Spending every day playing house in an orphanage was not the style of a leader.

Maybe after it is transported there, it will be embezzled again. It is better to use this batch of grain to exchange for something useful to oneself.

Yellow grass can actually stimulate the growth of plants. The information stored in the source stone is enough for it to stimulate the growth of all plants, so the river valley area can usher in the miracle of four harvests a year.

However, if you want to get more, you need the wisdom of others.

For example, he couldn't rub a computer with his bare hands.

.....One day later.

Huang Cao has a new identity, bounty hunter.

He also cleared out all the bounty-laden mercenaries in the nearby town and successfully obtained the first batch of start-up capital.