Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Although its development is a little slow, after all, if it weren't for the Cyber ​​Ghost and the Doctor's Originium Database, Yellow Grass would at most be a running plant.

Originium is so easy to use. The data in it can be transformed into almost any substance. Tang Da's search engine also saves him a lot of research effort.

Huang Cao continued to wander around the town using the almost featureless alias of Dead Soul.

He also knew that the people here had probably seen through his true race and that he was not a dead soul. After all, which dead soul would be as sunny as he was?

"Life is getting harder and harder these days. During the war, at least we could eat barbecue and rice, but now we can't even eat grass."

After a while, the residents living here began to collect grass seeds from the surrounding environment, mixed them with the picked up sawdust, and cooked a pot of steaming hot porridge that was not very tasty.

It is too difficult for one person to survive, so the town still retains some traditions, such as holding a large dinner party every two weeks to support those who are really unable to live in disguise.

Thanks to Huangcao's shop, the residents here don't actually have to eat grass.

"I remember they weren't that poor. Mercenaries seem to be quite wealthy, unless they don't plan to save money."

After Huang Cao sold all his goods for today and reported for sick leave from Lamaren, he decided to take this opportunity to observe the cultural environment of the town.

Normally, the business is open in the evening, and the evening parties held by the residents living here are often held in the evening.

That's why I haven't met him for so long.

When he arrived at the place where the residents were holding a bonfire party, Huang Cao found that there seemed to be many new faces in the crowd.

"If you could make the food you sell a little cheaper, I think we could eat better."

At this moment, Huang Cao felt a pair of hands pulling his black robe. He turned around and saw a little girl with white hair, red eyes and pointed ears.

More importantly, the opponent's chest was very flat, which was nothing compared to the female Sarkaz next to him.

It had white hair, red eyes, and a flat chest. The residents around it avoided it and took a few steps back, as if they had seen something scary.

Blood Demons are a race hated by everyone in Kazdel.

As the name suggests, the vast majority of blood demons are a race that feeds on blood.

A few individuals may like other things, but the vast majority have an extraordinary obsession with blood.

"Excuse me, young lady, what is your name?" Huang Cao floated into the air and looked down at the little girl in front of him.

Although she was called the little girl, she was at least several times older than him, and he also knew this blood demon.

Isn't this Warfarin? I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you begging here?

However, the blood demon does not necessarily have to suck blood. According to the settings of this world, some powerful beings at the level of the Sarkaz Royal Court do not need to eat.

Of course, this is also what Huang Cao saw in the Originium database. After all, strong people may not be willing to starve, and there seems to be no strong people who starved to death in history.

"I wanted to find a job. I heard that the salary here is high, so I came here. I think I'm pretty good-looking."

Huafalin lifted her long hair as she spoke, and her fair face seemed to be shining in the light of the bonfire. She was indeed a rare beauty.

It’s a pity that her figure is really disappointing.

"I think you should have read the rules I set. You're making it difficult for me."

"You know, I don't have a real body. I just want to feast my eyes."

Huang Cao shook his robe, revealing the air underneath, which was nothing but a cloud of black mist.

"That's why I came to you. You can only do things to me in dreams. Dreams are always the opposite of reality. I'll just treat it as a bite from a Syracuse person."

"That makes perfect sense. I can't even argue with it. But judging by the way you're dressed, you probably aren't short of money."

Huang Cao glanced at the shoulder bag on Huafalin's right. There were plants in it, and they were plants with medicinal value.

"It's just a small interest. I originally wanted to be a military doctor, but they saw that I was a blood demon and were all scared to death, so I could only become a wandering doctor."

"And collect some blood as payment. After all, mercenaries are quite poor and can't afford my consultation fees."

Chapter 15: Huafalin: Do you want to stew me, friend?

Although this blood demon has always been a funny character on Rhodes Island, it has no resistance to the doctor's blood and often behaves in some irrational ways.

But in the end, he did not do anything particularly bold and his knowledge level was acceptable. He was a talent who could help him manage things.

Huang Cao needs someone who knows his secrets to help him do things, otherwise it would be too troublesome to switch bodies every time.

"You have a three-month trial period. After the three months, I will give you two choices: either leave or continue to follow me."

Huang Cao said in front of the townspeople, "If you continue to follow me after three months, you will lose the right to leave. If you leave without my permission, I will take your life and bury you in the ground."

Huang Cao's low voice reached everyone's ears along with the sound of flames exploding, but no one was surprised.

Because this is Kazdel, everyone has their own secrets, and leaving after knowing the secrets is tantamount to seeking death.

After the simple dinner, Huafalin was taken to a grocery store by Huang Cheng, and a simple warehouse was used as a residence.

"I originally thought that since you were so rich, you would buy yourself some furniture, at least a bed and a quilt. I originally thought that I would be treated better, but you really became a slave?"

Huafalin looked at the warehouse which was similar to the wild environment, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"Don't think too much. I don't think you're pretty enough to be a slave. It's just that I don't usually live here, so it's a bit shabby."

But it is indeed a bit shabby, after all, Huang Cao usually slept on a soft big bed when he used his other body.

But Huafalin was his first employee after all, so his treatment was indeed better.

Otherwise, what if no one comes to seek refuge with me in the future?

But it was already late and there was no furniture to be found, so in order to show his humanistic care, Huang Cao decided to move out his own small treasury.

"You'll sleep in my vault, right?" Huang Cao said.

"?"

A big question mark appeared above Huafalin's head, and then she felt her body being wrapped in a black mist, and she came directly to the basement.

Opening the door of the basement, there is a bright ocean behind the door, occasionally mixed with a few golden stars.

"You robbed the Demon King's treasury, how come there are so many silver coins? Even if you drained this town dry, there's no way you could have so many silver coins."

"Wait, why are these silver coins so new?"

Huafalin picked up five or six silver coins and examined them carefully. She found that the manufacturing date on them could be traced back to more than a hundred years ago, but the surface was as bright as new.

"You reminted the silver coin?"

"You are indeed a smart man. It's a pity that this is not Yan Country, otherwise I wouldn't have to make so much trouble."

Huang Cao couldn't help but sigh that fortunately, this is not the high-tech era of hundreds of years later, and the silver coins used can be easily imitated as long as there is a mold.

This is not a redundant move, but using currency transactions is less likely to arouse suspicion. Huang Cao does not want others to find out that he has a mountain of gold and silver.

If he used metal currency to trade, at most people would think that Huang Cao was a nouveau riche, or had other industries instead of owning several gold and silver mines.

"Is this your secret? You're not afraid of stealing so much money here? You seem to have eaten me to death." Huafalin started a fire, spread straw on the pile of silver coins, and lay down.

"My secrets don't end there. There's no point in telling them anyway, because I can move the money away quickly, and then you'll really have to sleep on the floor."

"Also, please give me your body data so I can get you a set of clothes. Although your hair and face look clean and white, I'm afraid the clothes you wear will grow mushrooms in a few days."

"What body data?" Huafalin stared with her innocent big eyes, not understanding what Huangcao was talking about at all.

"Forget it. I don't have a real body anyway, so I'll just be a little more unrestrained from now on."

The yellow grass turned into a black mist and wrapped around every part of Huafalin's skin at lightning speed, and quickly produced a string of accurate and perfect data.

The latter only felt that his entire body was seen, even though the other party had warned him in advance...

"That's not gentlemanly at all..." Huafalin grumbled in dissatisfaction, but she was not angry.

Why bother with a dead soul without a body? If he wanted to have sex with you, he would have done it in his dream long ago, and it would have been even more embarrassing then.

"We don't have gentlemen in Kazdel at all. We only have big, strong men."

Huang Cao left the vault and prepared to dress Huafalin up.

Modern chemical clothing is still relatively difficult to obtain, but most ancient clothes were extracted from plants or animals.

There is no silk, but Huang Cheng has enough slightly finer plant fibers, after all, these can be rubbed by hand.

It wasn't long before a set of clothes with very modern features began to grow on the ground.

Of course, the style of this suit was based on the time when Warfarin was in Rhodes Island.

Although it is not as sophisticated as modern clothing made hundreds of years later, it is almost the same.

Before the clothes grew out of the ground, he also boiled a bucket of hot water.

After all, in order to make his plan perfect, when he lived in the Banshee Valley, he often used his identity to buy small items such as furniture for other banshees.

The source of these small items is the grocery store that he owns, but most of the time he just receives an order first and then subcontracts the production to others.

The efficiency was very low, but considering that there might really be an extra employee in the future, he still prepared some spare items in advance.

"Yes, it doesn't matter whether you wear it or not, but for the sake of hygiene and health, you should still wear it."

"I always feel like you're always thinking about something rude. Forget it, the residents here say you're not in your right mind."

The vampire girl took the clothes handed to her by Huang Cao speechlessly and was about to find a room to change.

But he didn't expect that the other party would stop him.

"You don't want to see me change, do you? Although the outside world has always believed that the moral standards of the Sarkaz need to be improved, I am at least a normal human woman.

Although I can't tell from your appearance any physical characteristics, from your speaking style and features, you are undoubtedly a human male. Do you think this is really appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? Why don't you take a shower before changing into new clothes? Or do you think I would have other thoughts about your skinny figure?"

"Come on, who would have any idea about you? Hurry up and clean yourself up and come out to work like a slave!"

Huafalin looked at the other person with the appearance of an unscrupulous capitalist, and immediately realized that the filth in the other person's heart was definitely not comparable to simple lust.

I could only lie down in the bathtub with my clothes in my arms, speechless.

"Add some peppercorns, some carrots, and finally some salt, and rub it well."

The yellow grass floated over Huafalin's head without any taboo. The latter also realized that the other party really had no feelings for her, so she simply did not cover her body, spread her hands on the water and quietly hugged herself to take a bath.

While I was soaking in the bathtub, the other person started adding things into the bathtub.

It’s not wrong to add some peppercorns to a bath, but why does the addition of these things sound so much like stew?

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Chapter 16: You’re already on this pirate ship, and you still want to run away?

Oh no, I've met a very capable Sarkaz! No wonder he doesn't covet my body at all.

My life is over! It seems that you are eating in a physical sense!

"You smell so bad, I can't get rid of it without some strong stuff. I can only say that not every beautiful girl has body fragrance. Also, I always feel that you are thinking about something dirty."

The aesthetic taste that was severely punished by the Banshee clan cannot be changed by a small blood demon. Huafalin's figure is destined to have no room for growth in the future.

The former ironclad duo of Blood Demons were Warfarin and Korciel. The latter has become very powerful thanks to the new portraits, while the former will probably still be a figurehead even when he becomes an administrator.

Just like a certain big cat, it only paid a little bit when doing tasks as a maid.

"What a strange outfit, but it's quite comfortable for me."

After putting on very modern clothes, Huafalin smelled her body and then jumped a few times.

"If you feel comfortable, go to bed quickly. Lighting a fire and lamp is free. Do you want to go hunting tonight?"

"I haven't sucked blood for a long time. Although I'm very hungry, I can still bear it. Besides, I can eat normal food..."

A quiet night passed like this. After washing up, Huafalin lay on a pile of coins that were as big as stones and lost in thought.

In the cold warehouse, only the soft quilt could bring her a little warmth.

In the dim light, she always felt that this day was a little unreal.

A weird dead soul store manager, mountains of silver coins in the warehouse, and strange thinking.

All of this seems like a fairy tale from ancient times, making people wonder if they are dreaming?

Originally, Huafalin had no hope of getting the job, and even if she was not selected, she could continue to wander.

Anyway, I am very resilient and I will find a place to settle down one day.

Early the next morning, Hua Falin, who had not had a good rest for a long time, was sinking into a dream when the hateful capitalist Huang Cao took a gong and drum and hit her ear hard.