Trade All His Possessions for Qin Lin's Life! What Do You Mean, "Hopeless at Naming Things"?

The next day.

News about Plaster Country and its cattle drew even more attention online.

Naturally, comments crying "Nice!" came in one after another.

If there was any country whose disasters would make us gloat, Plaster Country was definitely one of them.

It was certainly inhumane, but we just couldn't help it!

The High Temperature Coagulation Plague was already a thing of the past for our country.

With the Cure Potion, it wouldn't be a disaster anymore.

But for other countries, it remained a tremendous disaster, because they still hadn't developed a Cure Potion.

So they could only ask our country for potion aid.

But there were so many countries asking for help. No matter how much potion we produced, the amount each country received would still be small.

After all, gathering Gray Cloth Grass and Double Sickle Grass took time. There was just enough material for domestic use; if we also supported the rest of the world, we wouldn't have enough of either kind of grass.

In the future, though, these two kinds of grass couldn't be called weeds anymore. Some enterprising people in the south had already begun leasing land to grow them.

Since the potion Xiao Qin had developed could treat all kinds of animal plagues, it would become a staple medicine even after the High Temperature Coagulation Plague had passed.

Under the current circumstances, our country's aid to foreign countries was naturally distributed according to how close we were to them.

There was no reason to give more to people who were on good terms with us, but give more to those who were constantly making trouble for us, was there?

And it would be perfectly reasonable to help the people on good terms with us first, then help those who kept causing trouble afterward, wouldn't