Apocalypse Descent: Farming with My Harem

Chapter 1100: Chapter 391: The Heritage of the Baron Mansion, Path to Advancement

The old village chief hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"Yes, respected Lord, we are indeed afflicted by this disease."

"We didn’t mean to hide our health condition from you; please forgive us, Lord!"

After saying this, all the villagers bowed and apologized to Cao Xing.

A little girl looked up, with a pleading gaze said: "Lord...my mom’s illness isn’t contagious, she’s just a bit unwell..."

"Can you not drive us away, boo hoo..."

As she spoke, tears were about to spill from the little girl’s eyes.

Cao Xing waved his hand, "Rest assured, I am not going to drive you away."

"I just need to understand your health conditions."

The little girl, hearing this, gradually stopped crying, looking at Cao Xing with watery eyes.

The old village chief replied: "Lord, please rest assured..."

"Under the current conditions, our symptoms should not worsen."

"As long as we can still move, we are willing to contribute to this territory."

Cao Xing asked: "Then how many years do you think you have left to live, given your current condition?"

The old village chief pondered for a moment, "I probably have three or four years to live... the younger villagers might have a decade or so..."

"I understand."

Cao Xing nodded slightly, ceasing further questions.

He then pressed the communication device on his ear.

"Dazhuang, arrange for a Polar Person to bring up a barrel of milk from the cellar."

"It’s Cloud Yak milk," he specifically instructed.

Upon receiving the order, Dazhuang immediately took action.

In no time, he, along with another Polar Person, carried a barrel of milk in front of Cao Xing.

"Lord, shall we place it here for you?"

"Yes."

Once Dazhuang and the others gently set down the barrel of milk.

Cao Xing went over directly to open the wooden lid, a strong aroma of milk wafted out.

Then, he took a glass from his backpack and filled it with milk to the brim.

"Village Chief Zelco, come and taste this."

Upon hearing this, the old village chief hurried over, carefully receiving the glass from Cao Xing’s hand.

Not knowing what a Cloud Yak was, he assumed it was ordinary milk and drank it in one go.

After drinking, he smacked his lips.

"Lord, this milk tastes wonderful, better than any milk I’ve ever had before."

"It feels warm in my belly..."

The old village chief’s wrinkled face showed a simple smile.

While Cao Xing observed his condition.

At this moment, the old village chief suddenly bent over.

His facial expression changed, his pupils dilated, and he covered his stomach tightly!

The villagers behind saw this scene and immediately exclaimed.

"Village Chief, what’s wrong with you?"

"Village Chief!?"

Concern, panic, and fear appeared in everyone’s eyes!

Although they knew, their lord wouldn’t harm them.

But the sudden reaction of the old village chief after drinking this milk still frightened them.

However, after a few seconds, the old village chief gradually straightened up.

He waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Then, with excitement on his face, he said: "Lord, what is this miraculous milk?"

"I feel as if my organs have been nourished by a miraculous power, the symptoms of Frostrot have alleviated considerably!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers of Puteng Village were simultaneously bewildered.

And when they heard that the symptoms of Frostrot had alleviated considerably, everyone’s pupils dilated!

Even their breathing became a bit rapid!

And they also realized the Lord’s intention.

It turned out that it was to use this miraculous milk to help the old village chief treat his illness.

On the side, the Polar Person, Dazhuang, proudly said: "You probably don’t know, right?"

"This is Cloud Yak milk!"

"This milk is priceless; just the cup the old village chief drank is worth twenty thousand Crowns!"

Upon hearing this, the pupils of all the villagers in Puteng Village suddenly contracted.

They didn’t know what a Cloud Yak was; they only knew that just the cup of milk just now cost twenty thousand Crowns!

This money is enough to buy them food for a year!

Old village chief Zelco, upon hearing this number, showed a pained expression.

Even wanting to spit out the milk he just drank.

Cao Xing shook his head, "Don’t worry about how much this milk costs; as long as it restores your health, it’s good."

He looked at Zelco, then asked: "With milk like that, how many times do you think you’ll need to drink to fully recover your health?"

The old village chief’s eyes showed a cloudy look, replying: "Lord... I suppose... maybe five or six times?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Cao Xing’s face.

The effects of Cloud Yak milk were indeed excellent.

According to the old village chief, it might take about five or six days to recover their symptoms.

For these hundred or so people, they collectively drink about twenty liters a day.

With seven days, it comes to over a hundred liters.

Although calculated to be somewhat unprofitable, since these hundred liters of milk, converted to Crowns, could purchase more slaves.

However, Old Master Cao owns dozens of yaks, hardly lacking in this regard.

As long as he’s happy.

Moreover, compared to other slaves, these villagers have skills that can create more value for him.

Thus, Cao Xing directly said: "I understand, starting tomorrow."

"You can have a cup of milk every morning, I’ll instruct the cafeteria about it."