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After hesitating for a moment, the old village chief nodded.
"Yes, esteemed Lord. We do indeed suffer from this illness."
"We did not mean to conceal our physical condition from you. Please forgive us, Lord!"
After saying that, all the villagers bent at the waist and bowed to Cao Xing in apology.
A little girl raised her head and pleaded, "Lord... my mother's illness isn't contagious. She's just not very healthy..."
"Can you please not drive us away? Boohoo..."
As she spoke, tears nearly fell from the little girl's eyes.
Cao Xing waved his hand. "Don't worry, I'm not going to drive you away."
"I just need to understand your physical condition."
Upon hearing that, the little girl gradually stopped crying and looked at Cao Xing with her watery eyes.
The old village chief replied, "Please rest assured, Lord..."
"Given our current condition, our symptoms should not continue worsening."
"As long as we can still move, we will do our utmost to contribute to this territory."
Cao Xing asked, "Then based on your current condition, how many more years do you think you can live?"
After thinking for a moment, the old village chief said, "I probably have three or four years left... The younger villagers can probably live another ten years or so..."
"I understand."
Cao Xing nodded slightly and did not ask any further questions.
Then he pressed the communication device by his ear.
"Dazhuang, arrange for a Polar Person to bring up a barrel of milk from the cellar."
"Cloud Yak Milk."
He specifically added that instruction.
After receiving the order, Dazhuang immediately sprang into action.
Before long, he and another Polar Person carried a barrel of milk over to Cao Xing.
"Lord, should we put it here?"
"Yes."
After Dazhuang and the others gently