Because in this country, the number of people infected with Originium Infection had not changed much between several hundred years ago and several hundred years later.
"To make money, you have to make big money, good money, and fast money. No one in this world knows how to spend money better than nobles do."
"I beg to differ. As far as I know, most people who use Originium Arts extensively have some resistance to it. Even if they become infected, they can live for a long time. They simply don't need..."
Upon hearing this plan, Warfarin immediately refuted him. Bloodlines really did matter in this world.
Some races remained no different from the uninfected even after contracting the disease, and thanks to their innate advantages, most of them became nobles.
Huang Cao shook his head mysteriously. "Who said I'm going to make money from them? I'm after the nobles who clearly have no talent for magic but rely on technology to enhance themselves."
Warfarin suddenly understood. "According to what you're saying, this group of nobles also happens to be at high risk of contracting Originium Infection."
My heavens, how is this guy's mind so sharp? What terrifying business sense!
No one throughout history had ever thought of this, much less connected all these relationships together.
Warfarin suddenly felt that her horizons had broadened considerably.
"You flatter me, you flatter me." Huang Cao chuckled smugly, then wrote out the ingredients for the weak Originium inhibitor according to the copy in the Originium Database.
However, he slightly altered the proportions of every ingredient in the original formula and added some irrelevant but particularly conspicuous medicinal herbs.
After so many years of study, Huang Cao could now be considered an Originium Master. He had changed the proportions to prevent the formula from being copied.
Before he made a fortune, he absolutely would not allow anyone else to take a share.
Moreover, the modified formula was only thirty percent as effective as the original, but that alone was enough to make nobles on the brink of death scramble for it.
Even now, at least on land, no country had developed an Originium Inhibitor that could be used normally.
No matter how weak its effects were, this was still life-saving medicine.
Warfarin glanced over the formula and put it away. The task of preparing the medicine would be left to her.
The materials listed above were fairly easy to find. After simple chemical treatment, the raw materials could be extracted directly from the stems and leaves of certain plants.
Warfarin's future title of Mister Blood was not undeserved.
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Chapter 27: Kal'tsit: Who Deleted My Mom's Code?
At the same time, elsewhere on the land.
A slender woman in a black robe walked alone through the desolate ruins, facing the yellow sands.
"The water source here..."
The ancient Immortal named Kal'tsit awoke from her slumber and followed the traces of the previous life, preparing to set foot in this country of suffering once more.
Actually, the Green Big Cat had returned because she was still angry after her last fight ended in disaster and wanted to settle the score.
She had intended to observe the pure-white Demon King, but the clear water flowing from this River Valley made her stop involuntarily.
As a knowledgeable and talented ancient Immortal, Kal'tsit's reserves of knowledge were undeniably vast.
Although she was slightly inferior to a certain blade of grass that possessed the entire Originium Database, she surpassed it in the ability to apply knowledge.
After shaking the dust from her ears, Kal'tsit followed the stream to its source and crossed several mountains in succession. Looking down from above, she saw a glimmer of light in the gray night.
"How can there be firelight here? Given the degree of Originium crystallization, there shouldn't be any normal life capable of surviving."
Puzzled, Kal'tsit crossed the mountain range connecting Kazdel and Victoria, only to discover that despite being separated by a single mountain, the environment had undergone an astonishing transformation.
The Victoria side of the range was utterly barren, while the side belonging to Kazdel was lush with vegetation. Even a faint floral fragrance drifted through the air.
Especially at the foot of the mountain, a Golden Giant Tree more than six hundred meters tall shone with dazzling light. Several small towns stood beneath it, and it happened to be nighttime.
Strangely, every household had its curtains drawn tight.
After all, with such a huge lightbulb shining brightly and harshly overhead, who could sleep without closing the curtains?
Kal'tsit had visited this area before. Both sides of the mountain range had once shared the same scenery, filled with Catastrophes and Originium crystals.
But why had the Kazdel side changed so quickly?
Could the continuation of civilization have run into trouble? Did Theresia crack my mom's code?
Carrying countless questions, Kal'tsit transformed into an assassin from Assassin's Creed, covering her face and ears as she quietly infiltrated the town.
But how could that possibly escape Huang Cao, who was still enjoying Warfarin's soft lap pillow?
Wherever the branches and leaves spread, my territory extends!
As long as plants existed within his domain, they served as his eyes and ears. After being filtered, all the information gathered flowed into Huang Cao's mind.
Thus, even though the townspeople's children were nearly old enough to fetch soy sauce, the entire territory had not stationed a single security force.
Because even if some bad person entered, Huang Cao could remotely control the plants, make vines grow beneath their feet, and drag them underground to become fertilizer.
Just like Kal'tsit now.
However, because the Green Big Cat was wearing a cloak and mask, Huang Cao could not determine who the woman was for the moment.
There were two ears on her hat. Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be from the Feline race, and she had entered his territory from the direction of Victoria.
Could someone from Victoria be trying to seek cooperation with me in secret?
But you came empty-handed, cat. You have nothing at all and still want to cooperate with me? Do you really take me for a beggar?
She was unlikely to be a spy sent by Theresia either. Theresia could never send a Feline, much less have one circle around from the mountain range on Victoria's side.
So this was no ordinary noble! He had to strike hard!
I'm a demon, so what if I beat up your envoy? You're the one who snuck in.
Even if the cooperation truly ended because of this, Huang Cao could use Theresia's distrust of him as an excuse and pass the matter off as an accident.
He might even strengthen her trust in him and, ideally, trick some subsidies out of Victoria's nobles.
Of course, it was also possible that Theresia had deliberately chosen an outsider to test him.
In any case, he would teach her a lesson first. Even if he suffered a loss, it would not be much.
And so, Kal'tsit paid a terrible price for entering without an invitation.
Ever since entering the town, Kal'tsit had taken one awkward step after another, her gait extremely strange.
She either stepped into a small ditch or tripped over a vine. No one knew how many times she had fallen on flat ground.
If Kal'tsit had possessed a good figure, falling like this would have flattened her into a plank before long. Unfortunately, she was already a plank to begin with.
Kal'tsit had even begun shouting inwardly that she had truly seen a ghost today. As she walked, a fruit could fall from the sky and slam viciously into her forehead.
After walking for a while, even an ordinary person would have noticed that something was wrong, let alone Kal'tsit.
Thus, she found a shadowy spot, crouched beside a rock, and stared intensely around her, repeatedly turning her head to watch everything.
"Those ears look somewhat familiar. And that figure... Why does she look so much like the Kal'tsit from Walk in the Dust?"
Only after Kal'tsit had stumbled her way to the town's outskirts did Huang Cao realize that the Feline's outfit looked somewhat familiar.
Old thing, have you really not changed this outfit in several hundred years?
It's probably practically been marinated into your skin by now.
Since it was Kal'tsit, she could forget about leaving now that she had arrived. His Eden lacked exactly this kind of talent!
Theresia might hold back out of consideration for the dignity of her fellow countrymen, but...
"What did you see?" Warfarin lowered her head to look at Huang Cao and asked in confusion.
"I saw a Green Big Cat sneaking into my territory to do something bad."
"You're not going to drag her underground to use as fertilizer?"
"Don't make me sound so cruel. Even if I buried this cat, she'd grow back somewhere else after a few years."
"Is this Feline male or female...?"
"Of course she's... female. Look at my castle. Besides me, is there another man here?"
"...So you want to recruit her?" Warfarin's tone became somewhat jealous.
But Huang Cao failed to notice the change in her words.
"I do, but it won't be easy."
"Who told you to torment her like this? Now she'll hold a grudge."
"It's not a matter of her holding a grudge against me. It's a matter of other people holding a grudge against her."
Huang Cao sighed. He had originally intended to use her directly, but it seemed that would not work now.
Why had Kal'tsit returned to Kazdel so quickly?
In the original story, how many years after the war ended did this cat begin associating with Theresia?
This cat had only been beheaded a little over ten years ago, yet she already dared to return. The people who had experienced that war were still alive, and there were even quite a few in his territory.
Most Sarkaz would recognize this face.
And fine, she had returned. But why had she come here without changing her face? Was she really not afraid of being locked in a dark cell and punished severely?
Here, Huang Cao had no choice but to pay his respects once again to the legendary unofficial history!
The Undead Spirit Furnace could simulate Kal'tsit's miserable imprisonment, which also allowed him to vent his anger thoroughly.
"So what exactly is this Feline's background?"
"You know her, actually. She was the one who caused a huge disturbance in Kazdel more than ten years ago—Kal'tsit!"
"I don't know her. Use a more common name." Warfarin still had no idea who Kal'tsit was.
Only then did Huang Cao realize that not everyone knew the name Kal'tsit. After all, Doctor had given her that name, so it was not strange that many people did not know her real name.
"You know about the multinational coalition that invaded Kazdel more than ten years ago, right?"
"Of course I do. I even served as a military doctor for a while, though I was kicked out not long afterward..."
"Kal'tsit was the commander of that multinational coalition. She's the Feline hiding in my territory right now."
"What?!" Warfarin was so shocked that she could not speak.
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Chapter 28: Fallen Leaves Carry a Message, Kal'tsit Became...
The Golden Tree overhead shone as dazzlingly as the sun.
Kal'tsit pulled down her cloak, intending to continue concealing herself.
Yet for some reason, a sentence suddenly reached her ears.
"Fallen leaves carry a message: in the distant Eden, the Grass-eating Demon became the Demon King Sarkaz. People say this is an era belonging to Abundance."
What strange nonsense was this? Why was the morning glory beside her speaking with a human voice?
Kal'tsit plucked off a trumpet-shaped flower beside her and forced her mind to clear.
At the same time, she pulled a gas mask from her pocket and put it on. Walking across this bizarre land without any protective measures would not do.
That did not mean Kal'tsit wanted to leave. On the contrary, the abnormalities of this region had genuinely caught her attention.
Could one of Dad's colleagues be behind this again? Is there some research project I don't know about?
As a super-monster, Kal'tsit did not know exactly what strange research projects the great figures of the Pre-Civilization had undertaken.
Take this golden giant tree, for example.
The Deep Blue Tree? Clearly not. Although both have "tree" in their names, their forms and functions are worlds apart...
Well, judging by what I can see right now, their forms may differ, but their functions really are quite similar. Once the Deep Blue Tree reaches its peak, it can assimilate Originium.
But she had never heard of any great figure whose research project was a glowing Golden Giant Tree.
Moreover, this tree seemed to specialize in countering Originium. Wouldn't that conflict with my mom's project?
Among all the research projects of the Pre-Civilization, the one with the greatest chance of success was their own Originium Project.
Therefore, even if the other projects also had hope, everything had to prioritize the Originium Project. The continuation of civilization and the Deep Blue Tree also had to develop independently without affecting Originium.
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