Blessed by Abundance, Become a Scourge of Terra Chapter 5

However, these minor ailments could easily erupt along with Originium, causing a more severe infection at that time.

This disease affects the entire body with just one pull. If you want to survive, treatment alone is far from enough.

Moreover, individual differences are extremely large; some people with Originium Infection are as good as new, while others die the same night they contract it in the morning.

Speaking of which, there shouldn't be any drugs that can suppress the symptoms of Originium Infection yet in this era.

Originium is the product of Myriad Manifestation. Internalizing the universe can not only construct plants, but also flesh and blood when one is sufficiently skilled...

Suddenly, Huang Cao seemed to have an epiphany, and his mind became clear.

That's right, there isn't a very clear division between plants and living beings. The core components are cells, and they share a common ancestor.

Why should I abandon my originally powerful plant body?

Reconstructing the body from the soul level consumes energy and time that are completely disproportionate.

It would be better to combine plant and animal bodies, using the mechanism of Myriad Manifestation to create a completely new individual.

"I'm a genius!"

Huang Cao, who had suddenly found his research direction, peeled the edible plants from the shelves and threw them all into the hot pot.

The aroma of grains gradually replaced the fishy smell of weeds.

Huang Cao didn't know how to cook, but a mixture of rice, corn, and the like with a little sugar and salt was enough to fill his stomach. Besides, what more could you ask for in this situation?

It's just that the appearance of this pot of mixed ingredients was really not very appealing. Most medicinal herbs are green, and after being heated at high temperatures, the juices all seeped into the water.

So it looked a bit like a special thick soup from some sub-dimensional evil god.

Just say if this is Terra!

Fortunately, the taste was still good. The strong sweetness directly masked its evil appearance.

At least everyone drank their fill. Of course, no one expected this medicinal diet to have any special effects.

Due to the generosity and compassion of the great philanthropist Huang, after letting the children eat their fill, the price of the remaining food naturally rose.

Even with welfare, this profiteer would not be moved at all.

This greatly disappointed many Sarkaz people from other towns, who could only reluctantly purchase at the original price.

It's not that no one wanted to rob him, but he was immediately dragged out by other residents.

There's a huge difference between buying and not buying. If you scare this guy away, who will provide me with channels to buy goods?

Although the mercenaries didn't have money, they could still scrape together a few silver coins with gritted teeth.

The town was remote, located on the border, and constantly at war.

Thus, a day passed just like that, another peaceful day.

In the evening, Huang Cao was perfecting his biological research and also took the time to write a book reviewing the bust sizes of Sarkaz people.

The book was titled "Sarkaz Appraisal Guide: Armor Edition."

Before his transmigration, he was also a literature enthusiast. He wanted to act out but didn't dare to. Now, in this world of high-value individuals where cat-eared girls ran around everywhere, He's acting out now, so what?

Goals and life go hand in hand. Welfare must be considered, and research must be done. Only by doing both can one be considered sound.

"I don't know when I can catch... I'll work hard and try to produce a human form within a year to practice..."

"Oh right, send some supplies to the Banshees."

The girls were still starving and freezing in the river valley.

This would also be a part of his identity in the future. Well, actually, Huang Cao was lusting after them.

The "Sarkaz Appraisal Guide: Armor Edition" even had a separate chapter describing the excellent figures of the Banshees.

Although Huang Cao was not serious, in a sense, he still had some integrity. The book only contained simple evaluations and did not name anyone. Moreover, the book used scientific methods for its arguments.

The entire book was filled with text, and the descriptions were only in numbers, making it difficult to arouse human imagination.

Even if this book were given to Lamian, she wouldn't be able to glean any information related to herself from it, and would only exclaim how detailed it was.

After all, the subjects of the descriptions were an entire race, and individuals were insignificant in comparison to the race.

"You're saying someone in this town is selling food? Could it be our stolen..." Theresia looked at her brother, her tone filled with disbelief.

"I have already investigated this possibility. According to statistics, the amount of food sold by this uninvited guest far exceeds the total amount stolen."

Teresis's voice was unusually calm, but he was already plotting how to capture Huang Cao and interrogate him severely.

Currently, the entire Kazdel has been sealed off. Where did you get the channels to transport food?

It is estimated that it will take decades to lift the blockade. Only when the high-speed battleship's fuel runs out and it can no longer sustain itself will Kazdel truly usher in freedom.

Theresia knew her brother's thoughts, but she hoped this guest could stay a little longer.

There is a very big difference between having food and not having food.

Although Huang Cao's pricing was outrageous, it wasn't excessively expensive.

Chapter 8: Actually, I'm a Grass-Eating Demon Royal Court!

"I'll go personally tomorrow."

Theresia took out a robe from a cabinet, hiding her signature twin horns and pink hair within the large hood.

Then, under the brilliant yet false night sky, she quietly left the Demon King's Palace in the heavy snow.

Meanwhile, Huang Cao's performance had already begun. He had used the silver coins he earned to purchase a set of doctor's attire.

He carefully wrapped the white coat and belt around his spiritual body, using his mental power to keep them from falling off.

Strictly speaking, as an invisible soul, Huang Cao did not possess the ability to alter reality. However, this world had the special existence of Undead Spirits.

By finding their memories within Originium, one could learn their Originium Arts through brief study, thus allowing for temporary manifestation and the possession of so-called "mass."

However, it was ultimately just imitation. To truly possess a body, one would need to construct it. Otherwise, one could only become like the Old Black Snake, obtaining a body by possessing another.

Carefully closing his shop, Huang Cao headed into the Banshee River Valley against the wind and snow.

The Banshee women had set up an illusion at the entrance of the river valley. Ordinary people who entered would find themselves lost in a maze, only to be sent out again.

But because Huang Cheng's main body's roots spread throughout the entire valley, he easily found the Banshee women's stronghold and, feigning seriousness, drew a few scars on his face.

He coughed lightly, making his voice sound slightly youthful.

The mental body Huang Cao had constructed resembled himself when he had just come of age. He was handsome, and back at the orphanage, he had been quite popular with the older girls.

Some people said he was born to live off women, but unfortunately, he chose to work hard instead.

Of course, even after being hit by a tree and dying, Huang Cao had no regrets. He was destined not to be the type to comfortably live off others.

Living off others was easy, but it was never his own. If the source of his food disappeared, he would only have starvation to look forward to.

Ignoring the illusion, Huang Cao, carrying his medicine box, knocked on the wooden door of a young Banshee's cabin.

Of course, he wouldn't knock on Lamian's door. Her house was located in the center of the river valley, and she was the leader of this clan.

Are you going to tell me that you accidentally broke through the illusion, accidentally bypassed all the other houses, and then accidentally knocked on Lamian's door?

No matter how absurd things got, they couldn't possibly get that absurd.

Besides, the other Banshee women were much easier to fool than this Lord of the Royal Court.

Not long after he knocked, a Banshee, covered in a straw blanket, tremblingly opened the door against the cold wind.

"A man? How can there be a man in the river valley?"

The Banshee thought it was one of her good sisters visiting, but when she saw it was a man, and a handsome one at that, she was surprised.

He was just a bit small in stature, wearing a white coat, and carrying a medicine box in his hand.

"Miss, I apologize for disturbing your sleep on this cold, windy night. I seem to have taken a wrong turn. It's getting late, could I possibly stay here for the night? Otherwise, I might freeze to death."

Huang Cao's acting skills, combined with his face that was incredibly effective against older women, immediately threw the inexperienced young Banshee into a flustered state.

The young Banshee immediately welcomed the young man in and very quickly prepared hot water and cheese.

"Please rest here tonight. I need to go out for a moment. Please don't move."

The Banshee naturally didn't dare to leave the young man alone in the room. After locking the door from the inside, she immediately ran to Lamian's cabin.

"Lord Lamian, something terrible has happened! An outsider has entered our territory!"

The young Banshee's reaction was normal, and her wording was very precise.

She didn't say "a man entered," as the outsider status was more important than gender.

Banshees were only mostly female. When they followed the main army out to battle, it was impossible for them not to encounter any men.

Therefore, the kind of scenario where the male protagonist accidentally wanders into a women's kingdom and a romantic story ensues was simply impossible in this region.

The Banshee women were not lacking in suitors. Now, she herself might be targeted as an outsider.

However, the chance of that was very small. Banshees disliked conflict, and there were many kind individuals among them. If they were truly hostile towards outsiders, Lamian wouldn't have had the child Li Gousheng in the original storyline.

Information was always the most important way for locals to judge outsiders.

They weren't afraid of you coming; they were afraid of not being able to find any information about you. Having a point of origin was better than nothing.

This was why he chose to interact with the Banshee women.

Huang Cao poured the hot water the young Banshee had given him onto his leg and absorbed it with his vines. This spiritual body couldn't eat normally.

Before long, a large group of Banshee women, surrounding Lamian, arrived at the cabin, looking at the handsome outsider before them with curiosity.

"State your intentions, honored guest."

Lamian asserted her authority like a host, but her tone was filled with both warning and respect.

Her demeanor was measured and appropriate, truly befitting a Lord of the Royal Court.

"Greetings, esteemed lady. Please allow me to introduce myself."

"My name is Huang Cao. I am a doctor by profession. My ancestors had Yan Country blood, and my race is Sarkaz Grass-eating Demon. My family suffered a calamity, forcing me to flee here. If conditions permit, please allow me to reside here. I am willing to contribute my medical skills."

"Grass-eating Demon? Do we Sarkaz have such a race?" A young Banshee pulled out a book from somewhere and carefully searched through it.

As expected, she did find that such a strange race had indeed existed in Sarkaz history.

It only existed for a very short time before disappearing completely, even earlier than the Flame Demons and Children of Earth and Stone.

It is said that this race possessed the ability to control plants, which caught the eye of the Demon King at the time. As a result, the entire race was imprisoned and forced to produce military rations day and night in dark underground farmlands.

When the Demon King perished and people came to rescue this race, they discovered that the Grass-eating Demons had already vanished.

Furthermore, this race has not been seen on this land ever since, leading the Sarkaz to regretfully declare the Grass-eating Demons extinct.

However, due to the extreme scarcity of information and the absence of any description of this race's physical characteristics in books, Lamian maintained a vigilant attitude towards the young man before her.

Mouths are on other people's faces; what they say is just a matter of words, isn't it?

Huang Cao knew his words lacked any persuasive power, so he placed a seed on the ground and snapped his fingers.

The seed then rapidly absorbed nutrients from the soil, growing into a sapling in just one minute.

New book seedlings seeking support, thank you all!

Chapter 9: The Banshees Had No Resistance to Massage

"To all my good sisters, the world is harsh these days. This person isn't much use for anything else; he's only good for cultivating flowers and plants. Compared to my ancestors, my abilities are too weak."

"Therefore, my legitimate profession is still that of a doctor, as I can't associate with rich people."

Lamian pondered for a moment and involuntarily thought of the giant plant standing in the center of the river valley.

Perhaps with someone to care for it, He would be willing to stay here.

The "He" here naturally referred to Huang Cao's true form, now called Lord Grass Spirit by the Banshees.

However, she was curious about what medical skills such a young-looking boy possessed.

In response to Lamian's question, Huang Cao revealed a very cheerful and sunny smile: "To tell you the truth, everything I've learned is in gynecology."

"What is gynecology?" Lamian did not understand the meaning of this term.