Blessed by Abundance, Scourge of Terra

"Don't worry, I'll definitely manage to lose every single coin you put toward buying that castle."

Warfarin shot him a glare, but still couldn't bear to part without a wave goodbye.

The two had gotten along as friends for so long—it was impossible to say there were no feelings involved. Besides, she was genuinely curious what his real body would look like.

As an expert in the field of blood, she had even participated in the construction of Huang Cao's body, offering quite a few suggestions that seemed feasible.

Building a body was meticulous work. Every nerve, every muscle had to be perfected to the extreme.

There was a line in an old biology textbook that went something like this: even the tiniest cell is more intricate in its construction than any computer in the world.

Plants had weaknesses. Flesh had weaknesses too. Taking the best of both to forge an ultimate lifeform was exactly what Huang Cao wanted.

After parting with Warfarin, Huang Cao moved his main body to the land Theresia had sold him.

The deed had already been handed over to Warfarin, though it was about as useful as a scrap of paper.

After all, the ownership of this land had been announced nationwide, and Theresia wasn't the type to stoop so low as to take it back when he wasn't looking.

"Now the little weed is going to become a big tree! Environmental renovation project—start!"

This land was utterly unsuitable for any living creature. Even beings most adapted to an Originium environment would take a detour around it.

The only thing worth using here was the Originium resources, but the higher the concentration of Originium, the more frequent the natural disasters.

At this point in time, there was no technology to exploit the resources of this region. If it were a few hundred years later, Theresia would never have sold this land under any circumstances.

Huang Cao had no intention of mining the Originium here to build a commercial empire, even though the Originium Database contained the relevant technology.

Instead, he planned to use the energy here to help construct a body for himself.

The youth, still in soul form, waved a hand. A massive plant burst forth from the ground.

This was his true main body.

The youth's soul merged into the enormous plant.

"Now, the weed is going to become a towering tree."

The thought flashed through the youth's mind. Then he mobilized his control over the primordial, drawing the Originium veins for thousands of li around to converge near his roots.

At the same time, Huang Cao's original plant form—huge and weed-like—underwent violent changes. Its outer skin gradually yellowed and finally peeled away.

Returning to simplicity, it transformed into a single seed.

The seed settled at the center of the root system he had laid down, then rapidly absorbed nutrients, growing from one meter to two, and finally to hundreds of meters.

The original weed-like appearance was long gone, replaced by a towering giant tree.

Huang Cao wanted every single one of his cells to be rich in Originium. Every cell would act as a carrier.

I will become a humanoid calamity!

Wherever I go, that land will be covered in Originium!

After this bout of chuunibyou, the soil closest to Huang Cao's main body shifted from yellowish-brown to deep black.

Countless crystals turned into golden waves of light, converging into the center of this great tree.

At the same time, Huang Cao's body continued to grow. The massive trunk gradually exceeded the normal limits of any plant, and its color kept fading, shifting from green to a brilliant golden yellow.

"This doesn't seem like the power of Originium."

No one understood his own body's changes better than he did. After years of research, Huang Cao had become an expert on Originium.

The changes in his body were definitely not caused by Originium. Instead, they came from another, more mysterious force.

This force bore him no ill will. On the contrary, it actively helped him integrate with Originium.

Gradually, through this power, a golden tree—six hundred meters tall, every leaf seeming to shimmer with golden light—stood upon this land almost overnight.

"This power... it's called Imaginary... but why do these two words sound so familiar?"

During the growth process, as if etched into his genes, he received some information from this power.

It seemed to be a setting from yet another game. He felt like he'd heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember now.

The environmental transformation continued. Huang Cao was gradually constructing his true body.

This great tree served to purify Originium, not as a vessel. Once all the Originium in his territory was cleansed, the collected Originium energy could be used to build an even stronger body for Huang Cao.

And that would take exactly one year.

During this year, Warfarin would follow his plan to gradually win over the hearts of the townspeople.

A king without a people is no true king.

Huang Cao had no intention of playing house in an empty castle.

The territory Theresia had given him was vast, covering five percent of all of Kazdel.

If it hadn't been completely worthless, the Demon King would never have sold off her nation's sovereignty.

Even though Huang Cao had purchased the land using a Sarkaz identity...

The transformation continued. Because the land was so desolate, even with such a massive disturbance, to any being not paying close attention, it would probably just look like another minor natural disaster—hardly worth a glance.

A year later, or perhaps three hundred days after.

The handsome youth with black hair and black pupils slowly walked out from within the Golden Tree, and all around him, the ground was covered in plants growing very healthily.

The surrounding environment had also transformed from a barren wasteland into a fertile black soil plain.

This person was none other than Huang Cao, who now fully possessed a physical body. The basic structure of his body was no different from that of a normal carbon-based lifeform—though that was only on the surface.

In other words... he could act as a plant-type tentacle monster.

It was just that he was especially unique in certain aspects, such as his extremely strong combat power and defensive capabilities.

"I should have the strength to fight Little Cat Roll now, right?"

Huang Cao felt that he was terrifyingly strong!

From now on, call me the new-generation Lord of the Royal Court!

There will be another update in the afternoon, and I'm also asking for all kinds of votes and support. Thank you, everyone!

Chapter 19: A Certain Star God: Finally, someone is using the blessing to do something proper!

While constructing his body, he once again saw in his dreams the goddess who had granted him new life.

The goddess did not speak, only expressing praise for Huang Cao's actions in helping the Sarkaz people.

For some reason, this goddess, who had deer antlers growing from her head, actually showed an expression of excitement when praising Huang Cao.

It was like the look a boss would have when finally seeing an employee doing something proper.

Huang Cao stretched lazily, then looked up at the Golden Giant Tree, which had already reached eight hundred meters in height and radiated a golden light like the sun.

The tree was several hundred meters wide, and the shade of its leaves was enough to cover a medium-sized town. Though, under such dazzling light, all shadows were meaningless anyway.

Now, this tree was essentially the skin he had shed. Aside from continuing to purify this area and prevent the formation of natural disasters, it was completely useless.

During this construction of his body, Huang Cao had focused on strengthening his regeneration and defensive capabilities.

You can defeat me, but you just can't kill me!

If I want to leave, you won't be able to catch me either.

Of course, this didn't mean he wanted to be a coward. On the contrary, this was the prerequisite for being a reckless fighter.

If I can beat you, I'll fight you to the death! Let's see who outlasts who. If I really can't win, I can just run away. After all, you can't kill me.

At the same time, after years of research, Huang Cao had also learned to use various kinds of Originium Arts. But perhaps due to the goddess's will, when these spells were combined with Imaginary energy, their attack power wasn't too overwhelming.

It was better to just use pure Originium.

By now, his strength should have been enough to easily withstand an army composed of High-speed Battleships.

However... with his current strength, if he encountered certain high-elite units, it would still be very difficult for him to completely defeat them.

Although there were no elite units around for comparison, as a Doctor who had played the game, Huang Cao felt that his current strength should be enough to easily defeat Patriot.

If the other side didn't run and fought him to the death, he could even completely kill him.

But if the enemy army was full of super high-elite units, then forget it.

If he ran into those, even if it were Theresia or the Sui Beast, they'd be doomed too.

So Huang Cao positioned himself as a turret-type tank mage.

Call me when it's time to clear mobs; you guys handle the fighting.

As for tanking damage... you go up and tank first; I'll keep dealing damage. If I get assassinated, don't bother saving me—this attack power can't kill me.

Having thick health doesn't mean he's willing to get hit.

Huang Cao wanted to play a farming game now. Start with a bowl, end up as a regional lord.

He had no interest in being a Demon King or an emperor. Too many things to deal with every day.

Lying flat, slacking off, and being comfortable—that was the philosophy of life.

But...

Huang Cao's mind flashed once more with the figure of the Blonde Goddess.

Although the goddess's appearance was indeed a bit unsettling, and her nails were terrifyingly long, there was no doubt that She had given him a second life.

Well, actually, it was because he thought she was good-looking.

Huang Cao felt that a god like this definitely wasn't an evil god!

And most importantly, in his dreams, She had actually used a gentle tone to ask him to do his best to change the suffering of this land, to be a good person as much as possible.

Good!

If it were an evil god, Huang Cao, who had already received a complete ideological education, might have put up a symbolic resistance before falling completely, ultimately bringing an end to this world.

Huang Cao wasn't very interested in saving the world, but compared to destroying it, he would rather save it—provided that he hadn't been persecuted by this world himself.

Right now, he was living quite comfortably. Why would he want to destroy this world?

Besides, the goddess hadn't imposed any dogmas or decrees on him. That left a lot of room for interpretation.

Being a good person doesn't mean I have to be poor, nor does it mean I can't enjoy myself.

What rule in any world says good people have to be poor and can't enjoy life?

Only when I'm comfortable can I make others comfortable~

Since things have come to this, I might as well first become a lord and properly lead my people toward a productivity explosion.

As long as I turn this place into a world-famous tourist destination, won't I be counting money until my hands cramp and partying until dawn every day?

That would also fulfill the mission the Goddess entrusted to me. After all, Kazdel's current situation couldn't get any worse.

Now that he had a body, Huang Cao's soul could no longer drift around freely like before.

Fortunately, he was a Terra Superman. With his current physical strength, he could break the sound barrier just by running on land.

As it turned out, "brute force creates miracles" wasn't just empty talk.

As long as the bicycle's materials were sturdy enough and the person pedaling was strong enough, you could even reach cosmic velocity on land.

Following the guidance of mountains and rivers, after a year, Huang Cao returned to his little shop.

But by now, the town had been mostly torn down. After Warfarin and Huang Cao's bombardment of bribes and sweet talk, plus the fact that the surrounding area's trees and other resources had been completely exhausted—

The residents here had already been planning to relocate, and the two had given them ample travel expenses.

There was food and drink along the way, and even if they found the new place unsuitable for living, they'd have room to turn back. At worst, it'd just be a vacation.

However, Huang Cao didn't bring all the townspeople into his territory.

Only those who received an invitation were qualified to enter.

His territory would not allow dangerous elements. Those who wanted to live peacefully should stay out of trouble.

Having blood on one's hands was fine—but was that blood spilled for survival, or purely to satisfy one's own desires and pleasures?

For a city to avoid chaos, the people in it had to be normal first.