Ines: I Need You to Help Me Cultivate! / A Journey to Keep the Child from Becoming a Warmonger

To be honest, living away from home for three years is actually quite simple. As long as the parents are willing to give money and the child is willing to learn combat methods, they won't end up doing too badly.

Moreover, Huang Cao had already stated decades ago: Utopians are protected by law outside, so don't deliberately cause trouble!

The Utopian was killed, Huang Cao will definitely pursue legal action in accordance with the law.

Since the deaths of Utopia people also contribute to the return of Originium, Huang Cao has long ago established a database to read the thoughts and information of Utopia people who died abroad, so as to facilitate relevant departments in protecting the rights and interests of their citizens.

However, these utopian people will not be resurrected by Master Huang. If travelers could be resurrected, then the purpose of his system would be lost.

But he would present the victim's cause of death to his parents in its entirety.

If it was an accident, then there's nothing more to say; you can only accept your bad luck.

If the murder occurs outside the country, Huang Cao will bring the perpetrator to justice through diplomatic and legal procedures.

However, if someone is killed in the wilderness by bandits who have no legal constraints, Huang Cao will pass the information to the victim's parents after learning about the killer's appearance and the areas they frequent through the database. This will provide them with some assistance, enabling them to find the killer and seek revenge.

In the wilderness, bandits are distinguished by race but not by nationality. In peacetime, Huang Cao cannot easily cause trouble for the local countries and can only support his own people to carry out revenge.

This is why the officer feared the Huang Cao, because the Utopians' revenge was so accurate that practically no one could escape.

The officer's identity was registered in Leithanian, and the man in front of him had seen his true face.

So you can't hit them or scold them; you can only pray that they leave quickly and stop meddling.

"I'm not a utopian, there's no need for me to panic, and I don't really want to meddle in other people's business."

Huang Cao shook his head, deeply saddened by the plight of the Caprini slaves, for every act of bloodshed added a new layer of hatred to the nation of Leithanian.

However, the way the Leithanian treated the Sarkaz meant that the development of this spell was built upon the suffering of other races.

You can't only start liking Leithanian when your magical abilities are improving.

What goes around comes around; what goes around comes around.

However, these sheep are also victims. Those that are truly capable of resisting will not be caught. From beginning to end, only the exploited party will suffer.

"If they're not from Utopia, that makes things easier."

A wicked smile crept across the officer's lips, and the staff in his hand gleamed faintly.

"I'm a little short on cash lately, so I'd like to borrow some money from you, kid. Of course, you're not naive enough to think I'll pay it back, are you? Well, you're all alone, aren't you?"

A question mark appeared on Huang Cao's head, and then he understood.

That's how feudal armies were; you simply couldn't expect such people to have any integrity.

With superiors scrambling for resources while subordinates struggle to make ends meet, embezzlement of military pay is commonplace, especially since Leithanian is already on the verge of collapse.

Even if they didn't, very few soldiers in this era of Terra possess normal values; the old saying that soldiers and bandits are one family is exactly like that.

As for why the officer was so confident that Huang Cao wasn't "lying," it's because Utopians have an innate sense of pride.

Chapter 406: Ines: I need your help in my cultivation!

Utopian travelers don't hide their nationality; in fact, they might even want the whole world to know they come from Utopia.

For the officer, since the guy in front of him wasn't a utopian, things were much easier; he could just hand over all his valuables!

As for laws? What laws are there to speak of in the middle of nowhere?

Even decades later in the original storyline, the nations of Terra generally treated cases of their citizens dying abroad with a casual attitude.

Because this land is so vast, it is filled with all sorts of strange and supernatural things.

If every case were investigated thoroughly, the relevant personnel in each country would probably be working themselves to death every day. Only Utopia would guarantee the treatment of its citizens abroad.

"Let's go, don't worry about us."

Caprini's lambs, imprisoned in wooden cages, pulled clods of dirt from their pockets and furiously pelted the officer's head.

Unfortunately, due to long-term low nutrient intake, they have almost no ability to resist.

Some people can't even lift a handful of soil anymore.

The officer ignored the slaves behind him, drew his knife, and pointed it at the boy in front of him who was not even as tall as him.

"Ugh, I really don't want to bring so many outfits."

Huang Cao shrugged, having long anticipated that life in the wilderness would be far less comfortable than at home.

So, to avoid having to change clothes every time he changed size, he has been acting in the form that the women in his family like best during these past few days.

They were wearing a wooden mask, but their voices weren't masked, making them sound easy to bully.

In other words, Master Huang is now exceptionally young and handsome, both in his face and in his height.

"With a voice like yours, you might be able to get a decent meal at a noble family's house. Follow me, and I'll make sure you don't suffer any losses. It's definitely better than wandering the wilderness."

The officer continued, taking steps closer to the Huang Cao.

Huang Cao stroked his chin and thought for a while. Since he crossed over to the Terra, it seemed that no one had ever provoked him, except for Edward, that stupid dragon, who provoked his bank not long ago.

Actually, he didn't want to get involved, but he didn't expect the other party to come to him so willingly, so Huang Cao could only act like a kind-hearted gentleman!

A terrifying green light flashed in the black pupils of the Huang Cao. It snapped its fingers in the air, and then countless vines spread out from the dry yellow sand, instantly piercing the officer to the bone.

And the vines continued to spread outwards like a spider web, quickly wiping out an army of dozens of slaves escorting them, all in less than a second.

"Come out. I have some dry food here, enough for you to get home, or I have some money here. Find a place and do some honest little business. Don't give up on yourself."

Since we've already started saving them, we should see it through to the end; otherwise, what awaits these Caprini is even more endless despair.

Because the caravan transporting the slaves was in the middle of nowhere, if they didn't know their way, the flock of lambs would only run around aimlessly and die in the sun.

Huang Cao unleashed a stunning display of "Originium Arts" in front of everyone, causing countless flowers bearing bread and watermelons filled with clear water to grow beneath the yellow sand beneath her feet.

The Caprini, dressed in prison garb, were filled with gratitude, but only one little black-haired girl was staring at the Huang Cao with bright eyes.

Caprini, the dark-haired woman: This man is so handsome!

After everyone had eaten their fill, Huang Cao had the sheep store up food and water, and after squandering all his money, he pointed in a direction.

"If you keep walking towards that mountain on the horizon, you should be able to see the market in about half a month."

Huang Cao carried mostly money, which made a jingling sound every time he walked, which was one of the reasons why the escorting officer had evil intentions.

It's a really sad story that Master Huang didn't have any storage space.

After expressing their gratitude, everyone quickly embarked on their journey.

Don't say these sheep are heartless, because they have nothing left to give except gratitude and their lives.

Huang Cao didn't want these burdens either, so she might as well kick them away as soon as possible.

After the crowd dispersed, only a little girl with black horns on her head remained; she looked quite pretty.

However, due to long-term malnutrition, the little girl was somewhat thin, but this could be judged from the Huang Cao look in her eyes.

If this little girl can survive and leave this desert, her future life will certainly not be too bad, because there is a fierce and determined look in her eyes.

Moreover, they were very careful when collecting food, looking left and right as if observing themselves.

So Huang Cao patted his pockets to indicate that he had no money, but to his surprise, the little girl returned the silver coins she had just received to him.

"You want me to escort you? Where do you live?" Huang Cao asked curiously.

"I don't have a mother, and I don't have a father."

"That's a really sad story. How old are you this year?"

"I don't feel much younger than you, big brother."

The little girl was very clever. After a brief observation, she could tell that the man in front of her was probably not much older than herself.

To be honest, I wasn't wrong. Huang Cao was wearing a mask, and judging from his voice and height, the body couldn't be too old.

"I want to learn powerful Originium Arts from you!"

The little girl acted decisively and knelt down in front of Master Huang.

But Huang Cao's purpose in coming out this time was to travel quietly by herself, and she might even have to take care of the little girl's daily life along the way. Wouldn't taking her in be just asking for trouble?

Perhaps sensing the man's impending rejection, the little girl immediately began to sell herself.

So he spoke in a very calm tone about his advantages, but with an almost expressionless face, his sales pitch didn't seem to make much progress.

"I can read and write, and I can also take care of your daily life. I will definitely not trouble you."

"Don't speak so quickly, can you add a punctuation mark in the middle? No one will blame you for not being good with words."

Huang Cao could also see that the little girl's personality was indeed very cold; she wanted to be lively but just couldn't seem to manage it.

"Let's just be passersby. Tell me your name, and I'll remember it."

Disappointment showed on the little girl's face, but she did not give up. She decided to follow the man in front of her for a few days.

She'd rather starve to death on the street!

The scene had just unfolded in the little girl's mind, giving her an urge to follow in its footsteps.

So she said her name: "My name is Ines."

"Oh, so it's Yi with the really white legs..."

Wait, who did this guy just say he was?

The Huang Cao circled around the little girl once, finally fixing its gaze on her golden pupils.

With her golden eyes, Caprini- like features, black hair, and the name Ines, Huang Cao carefully examined the little girl and found that her face did indeed resemble the character's in the game.

Since you're Yi Tudou, then I'm going to have to give you a good beating.

"Since you're so determined, I'll give you a chance. If you can keep up with me in these three days, I can make you my maid."

It's a deal.

Ines was inwardly delighted but maintained a composed expression, then silently followed behind the Huang Cao.

Then came three days of long-distance marches.

As the desert chill solidified with the clock until dawn, she finally passed the test of the Huang Cao.

Huang Cao took out a piece of clothing she had worn from the package; it was the perfect size.

After all, he's not much taller Ines now.

The two arrived at a stream. Huang Cao pulled out a bar of soap from somewhere and casually rubbed a towel and a set of underwear out of plant fibers.

Huang Cao tossed the clothes to Ines, "Go wash yourself thoroughly in this river; your face and thighs are almost as black as your hair."

Ines, who had been exposed to yellow sand for three whole days, couldn't possibly have gotten fair-skinned, especially since she had only been wearing a dirty cloth garment.

How exactly are towels and soap made?

Not long after, Ines, having received her "master's" order, immersed her body in the stream.

He clearly intended to steal the technique, but the other party's casting speed was simply too fast; in the blink of an eye, everything was ready.

There was absolutely no chance to think.

Chapter 407: A Journey to Prevent a Child from Becoming a War General!

"Can I call you master now?"

Young Ines looked up at the man who wasn't much taller than her, whose clothes fit surprisingly well.

Although it looks like men's clothing at first glance, there's no time to worry about that now.

But how could this man tell my body measurements at a glance? Leaving aside the fact that he was hand-rubbing crudely made underwear, how could he be so accurate?

Huang Cao: "Nothing special, just practice makes perfect."

Having a tailor wife at home makes things so unpredictable. In his spare time, he would also learn about weaving, and over time his eyesight became sharp.

Especially the armored area on the chest, which is often covered by more than ten large buns, sometimes there isn't even enough room for the mouth, so Huang Cao can know the specific data with just a glance out of the corner of his eye.

After all, my wife has all kinds of cups at home, covering various sizes and a very diverse range.

Ines's current figure could be considered a medium cup; once she gets enough nutrition, she'll be able to go up to a super large cup.

But seriously, was Ines really that thin and frail as a child?