Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Kal'tsit turned her gaze to the other two ladies of Yellow Grass. Neither Warfarin nor Ramallen answered.

And he looked at the cat with a particularly contemptuous look.

"You, the cat, have eaten quite a bit over the years after we were done with you. If you want to give birth, go ahead and do it yourself. Don't look for us."

Huafalin said speechlessly, as for Ramalen...even after decades, she still didn't treat this cat well.

The cat was able to eat the juice because of Ramaleen, but Kal'tsit took this punishment as her reward.

After all, apart from the taste of the juice, the taste is really similar.

As long as you are thick-skinned enough to discard the embarrassing elements, it is not unacceptable.

But when it comes to shamelessness, there are not many people on this earth who can compare to Kal'tsit.

"I do want to, but Mr. Huang doesn't seem to give me the chance. All these things will just end up in my stomach. I'm so sorry, madams."

Kal'tsit shook her head with a very regretful expression.

In fact, she had noticed fifteen years ago that this guy had no intention of having offspring. However, from their expressions, it could be seen that the two women in front of her did not seem to want to have a child so soon.

Of course, the main reason is that Huang Cao doesn’t want it yet.

Decades have passed, and the overall development of Eden has changed a lot, and it is about to enter a larger international stage.

The population has also grown significantly. At least from now on, Huangcao is not short of basic talents in the true sense.

At the same time, it is about to enter a new stage of development.

Recalling the first time she was covered in the face by the Grim Reaper mushroom decades ago, Kal'tsit couldn't help but sigh at the passage of time.

How is Kazdel developing now?

Kal'tsit hasn't seen Theresa for a long time, but she has more urgent things to do now.

His original plan was to use this century-long slave contract to cultivate his influence among this guy's descendants.

Although Lamaren and Warfarin may be able to take care of the child, there will definitely be a day when it becomes more troublesome.

As a maid, I will definitely have more time to interact with this guy's descendants.

By then, he could subtly pass on his way of thinking to Huangcao's descendants, and perhaps he could create a perfect monarch.

He possesses the kindness of Theresa and the wisdom of Huangcao, he is truly a wise ruler!

Now the whole earth is saved!

It’s a pity that decades have passed, and Kal’tsit has sewed several baby clothes by hand, but now they can only be collected dust in the closet.

Not Big Brother! Do you really not want to have a child and raise him?

I'll take care of the children for you, so you don't have to worry about anything!

Kal'tsit gave up completely fifteen years ago. I'm afraid that even in a hundred years, this guy won't plan to give birth to a child for me.

So many years ago, the cat suddenly had an epiphany and decided to join the game and feed the tiger with its own body.

As a result, more than ten years after this idea came up... it would be a bit of an understatement to Kal'tsit to say that this cat has no results.

As mentioned above, unfortunately the results are not in the right place.

Kal'tsit originally wanted to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack when Huangcao was not having enough fun.

But no one expected that Huangcao was very rational, so until now Kal'tsit's antiques have been well preserved, but he just can't eat occasionally.

Huang Cao didn't say much, in fact he didn't realize Kal'tsit's problem.

Because Kal'tsit's series of actions were due not only to her willingness, but also to Ramalen's indulgence.

After all, a certain banshee thought that this was a punishment for humiliating the cat, but she didn't expect that the cat was so shameless that the punishment turned into a reward.

But it is a pity that after so many years, there is no other way out of the punishment except to go into the stomach.

After all, whether it is punishment or reward, the ultimate source still lies with Mr. Huang. As long as the master doesn't want to, the worst thing that can happen is that he can just leave.

"Kelsey, how long has it been since you had a vacation?"

Perhaps it was out of pity that Kal'tsit had worked so hard to clean up the affairs of the three of them over the years, especially when she was helping herself, she was so tired that she couldn't speak.

Huang Cao, who was almost turned into a useless person by Kai Maomao, decided to grant him a few days of vacation.

Kal'tsit was silent for a while and then nodded slowly. It had indeed been a long time since she had seen Theresa.

The last time we met was more than ten years ago...

In fact, it’s not that someone doesn’t give her a holiday, but that Kal’tsit is trying to achieve her goals even when she is on holiday.

But the effect has been minimal, or even non-existent.

This made the cat a little depressed. It thought it was a hard and smelly stone, but it didn't expect that there were people in the world with a heart even harder than its own.

These 30,000 years have been considered as a living grass. I am obviously not too bad looking... I also want to go out and relax...

Huang Cao approved a half-month vacation with a stroke of his pen.

He also gave Kal'tsit a car produced in Eden but with a Victoria brand.

That's right!

After decades of development, Eden finally ushered in a revolution in transportation technology.

And on the land of Terra, although the number of cars today is still not as large as that of livestock transportation, it is actually not rare.

At least among Victoria's new aristocracy, this means of transportation was no longer a rarity.

So Kal'tsit drove the car and arrived near the Demon King's City in just a few days.

However, the road to the capital of Kazdel was as disappointing as ever, and it almost made the cat spill the juice it drank last night.

141

Chapter 141 Kal'tsit, you smell like grass~

Due to Kal'tsit's Centennial Slave Treaty and the establishment of the factory, Tracy also learned that his former enemy had been resurrected. At first, he really wanted to transform into a Cat Lover TV host.

But after so many years, the output of the fertilizer plant is so great that he is drooling.

Thirty thousand gold coins a year means a guaranteed minimum of three hundred thousand in ten years, not to mention all the added value.

Just as Huang Cao expected, the establishment of the factory brought not only income, but also the development of the region.

If all this is taken into account, Theresa would have earned more than just 300,000 gold coins in the fertilizer factory in ten years.

Of course, the price is the country's increasing dependence on Eden, once the yellow grass shuts down the fertilizer plant.

Kazdel's economy will be severely hit. Although it will not collapse instantly, it will definitely not be in good shape.

And as time goes by, this symptom will become more and more serious, but at present, both parties appear to be mutually beneficial.

Now it depends on which side can't withstand the pressure and turns against them.

For the sake of money, Tracy could tolerate Kal'tsit, his enemy, staying with his sister.

Don't be mean to anyone, especially money. If Kazdel doesn't increase his income, he will really have no money to pay the soldiers.

The Demon King's army was previously maintained solely due to his favor to Theresa, but spirit cannot replace material things.

You can't just let your soldiers suffer without any hardship.

Kal'tsit looked at her car and the road conditions, and felt that it was impossible for her prince to turn against her.

The roads haven’t even been repaired... Someone has already entered the electric age, but our Highness is still developing rural areas.

Kazdel's future is worrying!

"Your Highness, thank you for your hard work over the years."

Back at the Demon King's Palace, Kal'tsit gave her prince a big hug in front of Tracy.

Theresa also gently stroked the big cat's hair and smelled the fragrance of grass and trees.

"You've suffered a lot these past few years. How about that nobleman not giving you any trouble in these decades?"

Kal'tsit did not reveal Huang Cao's true identity to Theresa, but just used the excuse of being a Victorian noble.

Even this identity is not the Speaker of Victoria, but just an ordinary nobleman.

Tracy stood nearby and felt like a light bulb. He suppressed the urge to chop the cat, shook his head, and walked away.

"Kelsey, you smell so good, like freshly squeezed grass juice."

Back in her room in the Demon King's Palace, Theresa gently combed the hair of the big cat in front of her to wash away the dust on its body.

Especially when Kal'tsit started speaking, Theresa, who was facing her, could smell a fragrance.

It's like all kinds of delicious fruits mixed with a pleasant smell of grass.

The smell is not strong, but it leaves a lasting impression.

Kal'tsit was stunned for a moment, then decided to change the subject and looked at the juice that Theresa had squeezed next to her.

"Maybe it's the scent of these fruits."

"But I just..."

Before Theresa could finish her words, Kal'tsit immediately took a sip of the drink with the reed tube inserted.

The cup containing the juice was a paper cup with a paper bag on it. Its appearance was very similar to the fruit tea that Huang Cao drank in his previous life.

But the difference is that paper is used instead of plastic.

"Your Highness, the fruits grown by Kazdel are of good quality. I like them very much."

Then with a click, the cup of juice was instantly sucked dry by the big cat.

Kal'tsit's head banged, and she felt something was wrong. She subconsciously used the skills she had used to deal with yellow grass on this matter.

I was wondering why this straw is so small...it should be bigger.

"I remember this cup was of good quality. It's impossible to break it without some force."

Theresa keenly sensed something strange, but since she had no experience in that area, she couldn't tell what was wrong.

As the Demon King of the Sarkaz, she seems to have had no experience in anything other than fighting and sewing clothes.

Therefore, we do not have a full understanding of Mr. Huang’s aristocratic life.

Kal'tsit had no intention of polluting the pure and innocent prince, so she just said a few words casually.

Although she is shameless in front of a certain grass, she still needs to maintain a little reserve in front of His Highness.

If Theresa suddenly visits the Garden of Eden in the future, and Kal'tsit is cleaning up the mess.

When the distance between the two is only a door, the cat will at least speed up the work at hand, if not put it down.

However, the pink devil was still very curious why Kal'tsit lied to him.

Thanks to the development of agriculture, the capital of Kazdel is now able to maintain basic food and clothing.

She has been eating a lot of fruit recently, but the smell is not as good as Kal'tsit's.

Why do you need to eat something delicious behind my back? I don’t even crave it…

"Your Highness, I came here to see how the capital is developing. The current situation is not optimistic."

Seeing that His Highness was about to doubt her, Kal'tsit quickly changed the subject.

Theresa didn't say much, but just thought that Kal'tsit hadn't adapted to the environment in Kazdel yet.

After all, Victoria's prosperity is unmatched by this country.

"Put on your mask and I'll show you around."

The two of them put on clothes that concealed their identities and walked on the streets of Kazdel's capital.

After decades of development, the entire Kazdel has been completely transformed.

When the cat had just signed the 100-year slave contract, the area was still in ruins, with rubble left over from war everywhere.

Now they are all rebuilt warm huts and various handicraft workshops.

The economy is also developing steadily. At least in Kal'tsit's opinion, everything is running in an orderly manner.

And tax revenue can be provided stably, and consumption and economic environment are gradually being established.

Everyone has a job, but...