Kovitan Palace
King Avic propped up his face with one hand and sat on the throne, looking at the ministers and nobles who were reporting the situation. His face was filled with boredom and boredom.
"... So far, the entire kingdom is severely lacking in resources. There is no supply of food, and we can only rely on the surrounding warehouses for supplies. This is not a long-term solution. I suggest that we dig terraced fields in the mountains outside the kingdom. This plan must be implemented as soon as possible, or the consequences will be dire. "The minister of agriculture was a white-bearded old man, his body was shriveled, but his voice was full of energy.
"I object!" The minister of military stood up, this bearded middle-aged man looked serious. "The wear and tear of weapons and equipment totems is huge. If this continues, the kingdom's mineral reserves will be depleted in a few years. The first task should be to organize troops to conquer new resource points, or else it will be useless if we can't defend against the monsters outside."
"Then is it possible to use the flesh of the monsters outside as meat?" The minister of industry stood up and suggested. "I heard that there are totem users who directly consume the flesh of the monsters without any problems."
"This can be tried." Avic tapped his finger on the armrest of the throne. "Medical department, do a detailed test and report back to me within a month."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The medical department lowered his head.
"Your Majesty, the Black Prince of Dragon City will arrive in the kingdom within two months. What level of etiquette should we use to welcome him?" The minister of etiquette stood up and asked loudly.
"Etiquette?" Avic frowned. "The Black Prince built Dragon City. In this chaotic world, his position should only be slightly lower than mine. However, it is not good to be overly courteous. It is also rude to be disrespectful. Let's welcome him according to the etiquette of a foreign prince. As long as he has not ascended the throne, he is not the King of Dragon City. "
He paused. "This time, the Black Prince's arrival will be a great boost to the alliance between Dragon City and Kovitan. Although Dragon City used to be Kovitan's subordinate country, it is different now. Ministers, please take note of your attitude. "
Following that was the daily routine discussion on trivial matters. The kingdom's drainage system had malfunctioned and needed funds. The totem maintenance of the air defense network required more materials and technicians. Which streets were involved in fights, which nobles were involved, and how to mediate.
The more Avic listened, the more he frowned. Looking at the chaotic meeting hall, he picked up the platinum scepter beside the throne and left to the right.
*****
Garon sat beside the Dual Headed Salamander. He set up a table and chairs beside the nourishment pool, waiting for the time to pass while organizing the reports on the table.
The flame in the lampshade flickered, casting shadows on his face.
He carefully looked at the asset statistics in his hands.
There were still two manors and twelve farms that were still in operation. Most of the other wineries, music halls, and mines could not operate normally due to the mutated monsters. Since they were all outside the West Farm's defensive line, they could only give up.
In the Kingdom, other than the house he lived in, there were three other villas and a totem equipment repair shop that had long since closed down.
Recently, he had used a large amount of funds to sell some of his family's properties. Two of the three villas had been sold, leaving only one villa and a totem equipment repair shop that wasn't worth much.
Now that all military resources were forcibly managed and expropriated by the country, this shop had nothing to sell. It was only worth some money.
Lala, who acted as a maid, was in charge of managing these businesses. She had organized everything clearly, unusually clearly.
This was the situation for the businesses. Then there was the family guards.
Maxilan and Edney were in charge of the family guards. Originally, the family had two form two totem users and fifteen form one totem users. This was the strength that the family had cultivated for many years. Unfortunately, after the battle at Vanderman's manor, this strength was greatly damaged. Some people fled on their own. Only a small number of people who felt a sense of belonging to the Trejons family stayed.
Now there were only ten form one totem users, led by Maxilan and Edney respectively. They were participating in the patrol missions of the Kingdom's defense circle to earn some hard-earned money. They only returned to the manor on weekends to report the situation to Garon.
On the other hand, the Hunting Group found the War Guild's branch once they arrived in the Kingdom and successfully entered it. Because they were allies with Garon, they became the Trejons family's biggest influence other than Garon.
Garon put the family's situation report aside, and finally looked at the two invitations at the bottom. Two invitations from Count Basil and Viscount Lanwei.
The Trejons family had a certain network and kinship in the Kingdom. The upper nobles often had complicated relationships through marriage. Count Basil's wife was the daughter of Vanderman's cousin. One of their daughters married Vanderman as his second wife. Both of them had a close relationship.
Viscount Lanwei was the adopted son of Vanderman's brother, and was supported by the family to reach this high position. His roots were in the Royal Totem Academy, and he was now one of the vice principals. His son was said to be close to the Third Princess of the Royal family, and their wedding would be held soon.
"This is a typical upper nobles family." Garon had a headache trying to sort out these family relationships. The upper nobles' circle was only so big. In order to prevent the noble bloodline from spreading, they married close relatives, or married with foreign royalty. This caused the upper nobles to be able to find a lot of relatives, like a spider web. The Trejons family had been looking for relatives, and could even be related to the Emperor.
"What a troublesome network." Garon thought for a while, and threw the invitation aside.
After sorting out everything, Garen picked up his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was 17: 12.
He calmed himself down, stood up, and walked to the side of the nourishment pond. He squatted down and patted the side of the pond.
Pa!
After a crisp sound, a stone at the edge of the nourishment pond slowly lit up with white light.
At the same time, four white dots lit up around the circular nourishment pond. Four sharp stones lit up with white fluorescence at the same time.
With a whoosh, straight white light beams shot out from the sharp points of the stones, converging at the top of the pond, and condensing into a single point.
The light beams fluctuated slightly, and made a hissing sound, illuminating the entire underground cave.
The dual headed salamander opened its eyes, and looked up. The dazzling white light made it squint its eyes. Its body moved a little, and then calmed down.
Garon lined up the transplant equipment on the table, and began to sterilize them with disinfectant grease. Then he prepared the diluted glory potion, anti-inflammatory medicine, gauze, bandages, and suture needles that might be needed.
Everything was ready.
He closed his eyes and stood in place, quietly adjusting his breathing. The Divine Statue Technique slowly circulated, and according to the sensitivity of the resonance stone, he began to carefully feel the dual headed salamander's resonance frequency.
In the process of sensing the resonance stone, Garon realized that in fact, all living things, including animals, plants, and even humans, had their own unique resonance frequency. As long as he could find this resonance frequency, he could achieve many unimaginable key functions.
In the past few days, he had already faintly grasped the dual headed salamander's characteristic frequency through his continuous sensing. This was the frequency of the life wave field. The dual headed salamander's wave field seemed to be in sync with its heartbeat, but in reality, every beat contained a subtle vibration that was completely different. A single beat contained thirty-five completely different wave frequencies.
When these thirty-five frequencies were combined, they formed a consistent wave field. All the frequencies did not interfere with each other at all, but were distinct and independent.
Some of the wave frequencies were very large, and could be close to the speed of a heartbeat. Some were very small, and could beat up to a thousand times in one heartbeat.
Garon silently felt these thirty-five different waves, and the Divine Statue Technique's circulation gradually stopped. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He picked up the surgical belt from the table, inserted all the necessary surgical instruments into it, and tied the surgical belt around his arm, wrapping it in a few rounds. Garon directly walked into the nourishment pool surrounded by white light.
At this moment, Komodo, who was in the underground cavern, followed Garon's instructions and quickly turned to leave. If he continued to stay here, he might be in danger. Moreover, he had set up a defensive tactic beforehand, so there was no need for outsiders to protect him.
He bowed in the direction of Garon from afar, and hurriedly turned to leave the underground cavern.
Garon took out the scalpel, and heavily cut a wound on the dual headed salamander's abdomen. Scarlet blood immediately flowed out from the wound, dripping into the nourishment pool. It faded into the milky white nourishment liquid.
Rip!
Garon used all his strength, and the scalpel went from top to bottom, cutting a huge wound that was about the length of a person on the dragon's abdomen.
He put down the scalpel, pinched the edge of the wound with both hands, and fiercely tore it open. With a whoosh, the wound was completely torn open, and his whole body directly entered.
Inside was the smelly and stuffy interior of the dragon's abdomen, and the loud and heavy heartbeat seemed to vibrate in his ears, abnormally heavy.
Garon skillfully bypassed the arteries and veins, and once again arrived in front of the heart that was about the height of a person.
He took out a diluted glory potion from the surgical belt, and directly injected it into the salamander's artery after inhaling it with a syringe.
Then he took out another potion, and gently injected it into his carotid artery.
As the cooling potion was injected into his neck, Garon felt a faint sense of excitement, as if his nerves were abnormally clear, and his spirit was much better than usual.
He felt as if his whole body was numb, as if the surface of his skin was covered with a thick layer of cuticle, and he could not feel anything at all.
He stood still for a few minutes, waiting for the potion to take effect.
Only when he was sure that the potion had taken effect did he pick up the scalpel, and gently began to cut the surface of the salamander's heart.
The dual headed salamander's heart had the special ability to produce blood. This was a special biological tissue of a machine, and it provided the salamander's huge body with extremely strong vitality, endurance, and strength.
Garon carefully dug out a piece of flesh the size of a person's head from the surface of the heart.
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