“A cow and an Iron Bucket?
Are you sure those are the two things you need?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Fu Xuan, Jing Yuan, and the others all looked deeply skeptical.
No matter how they looked at it, a cow and an Iron Bucket didn’t seem remotely related to treating an illness.
If anything, it sounded more like he intended to milk or slaughter the cow on the spot.
Yet Fu Mo’s confident expression didn’t look like he was joking, leaving them even more conflicted and puzzled.
In the end, Jing Yuan made the decision.
“I’ll have someone prepare them immediately.”
“General!”
Fu Xuan hesitantly stopped Jing Yuan just as he was about to give the order.
“Isn’t this a little too…”
Jing Yuan raised a hand in time to interrupt her, preventing her from saying anything discourteous.
“Lady Fu, since we’ve chosen to trust him, we should trust him to the end.”
Fu Xuan hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.
Jing Yuan was right.
Since they had chosen to believe Fu Mo had a solution, they should trust him to the end.
Countless possibilities existed throughout the Cosmos.
Perhaps some remote planet really did have such an unconventional treatment method.
Once Fu Xuan fell silent, Jing Yuan turned to ask Fu Mo for more details.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, are there any special requirements for the cow or Iron Bucket?”
Fu Mo thought it over carefully.
With Steve’s constitution, the breed of cow probably wouldn’t matter.
As for the Iron Bucket, that went without saying.
It was called an Iron Bucket, so no matter how unusual the one Jing Yuan brought him was, it couldn’t possibly turn into something else.
“There aren’t any special requirements.
Any cow and Iron Bucket will do.”
“Very well.
I’ll have someone prepare them immediately.”
Jing Yuan promptly turned and beckoned two Cloud Knights over, instructing them to gather the items as soon as possible.
While the Cloud Knights were away, Jing Yuan asked Fu Mo about something else.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, you seem to recognize those monsters.”
Upon hearing this question, Fu Mo inwardly thought, ‘Just as expected.’
The moment he said he might have a way to treat the Infected, he had already anticipated that Jing Yuan and the others would ask whether he knew about these monsters.
They might also suspect that their sudden appearance on the Luofu had something to do with him.
Fu Mo had prepared for this in advance and recited the explanation he had already devised.
“I do.”
When Fu Mo confirmed that he recognized them, Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan exchanged a glance.
Fu Mo saw many emotions in their eyes.
He had anticipated all of them.
“These monsters also appeared in my former homeland.
I don’t know why they appeared, but they usually emerge in places dark enough.
However, they also have a fatal weakness.
If there’s nothing blocking the sunlight, the sun will set them ablaze and burn them to death.
They also won’t appear as long as there’s sufficient light.”
Qingque had been listening quietly from the side.
Once he finished, she blurted out, “So your homeland was invaded by these monsters too?”
Fu Mo silently gave Qingque a thumbs-up in his heart.
‘Nice follow-up, Qingque!’
Keeping a straight face and forcefully suppressing the corners of his mouth from curling upward, Fu Mo nodded.
“Yes.
Villagers infected by those monsters appeared where I came from as well, but we discovered methods to treat the infection and counter the monsters.”
As Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan listened, much of the wariness and suspicion in their eyes faded.
So Mr.
Fu Mo and his homeland had also been victims.
No wonder he knew so much about these monsters.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, I have one more question.
Can all these monsters spread the toxin?”
“No.
Only the dark green humanoid monster—the Zombie—can spread the toxin.
The other monsters are purely destructive.”
“Thank you for the information.
The Luofu will remember this favor.”
After Jing Yuan thanked Fu Mo, the Cloud Knights he had sent out earlier returned, leading a cow and carrying an Iron Bucket.
Seeing them, Jing Yuan immediately called Fu Mo over to inspect them.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, see if this cow and Iron Bucket meet your requirements.”
Fu Mo walked over and took the Iron Bucket from the Cloud Knight.
After examining it briefly, he found it was just an ordinary Iron Bucket, except it had a handle unlike the ones in MC.
“The bucket is fine.”
Then, holding the Iron Bucket in his right hand, he used it on the cow beside him.
In almost the blink of an eye, the previously empty Iron Bucket filled with a milky-white liquid.
Fu Mo leaned closer and took a sniff.
A mixture of gamey and milky scents entered his nose.
He raised his head and nodded to Jing Yuan and the others.
“The Milk is fine too.”
“Wait!
I have a question!”
Looking utterly bewildered, Qingque raised her right hand.
Fu Mo looked at her, signaling for her to continue. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Qingque pointed at the cow being held by a Cloud Knight, then slowly lowered her finger toward the appendage between its hind legs.
“Isn’t this cow a bull?!
How did you milk it, Fu Mo?
Is what’s in that bucket really Milk?
And…
how did you fill an entire bucket just by lightly touching the bull with the Iron Bucket?!”
Fu Xuan and Jing Yuan had noticed the same thing, and their expressions were equally strange.
Qingque was absolutely right.
Not only was this cow a bull, but it wasn’t even a dairy breed.
It was an ox used to plow fields in agricultural societies!
Fu Mo fell silent.
He had no idea how to explain that cows in MC were hermaphrodites.
Whether they were gay or lesbian, they could still reproduce and produce Milk.
After considering it for a moment, he decided not to explain at all.
“If you don’t believe me, you can taste it yourself and see whether it’s Milk.”
Fu Mo held the bucket out to Qingque.
She hurriedly pinched her nose, stepped half a pace back, and repeatedly fanned the air in front of her.
“No, no!
I trust you ten thousand percent!”
Fu Mo rolled his eyes speechlessly.
She had asked a whole string of questions, yet the moment he asked her to verify it herself, she suddenly claimed to trust him.
Qingque retreated to the side.
Seeing Fu Mo’s exasperated expression, she chuckled awkwardly.
There was no way she would drink something that might not even be Milk!
What if the milky-white liquid inside wasn’t Milk, but something else from the bull?!
Carrying the Milk Bucket, Fu Mo approached the Infected.
He reached out and forcibly tore off the man’s helmet, pried open his mouth, and poured the Milk straight down his throat.
The onlookers couldn’t help shuddering as they watched the unidentified milky-white liquid being poured into him, with some spilling from the Infected’s mouth and trickling down his face.
How miserable.
Hopefully, that bucket really contained Milk!
Just as everyone was silently mourning the ‘torture’ the Infected was suffering, the dark green tendrils covering his body suddenly and miraculously vanished without leaving the slightest trace!
Jing Yuan and Bailu’s eyes widened sharply at the sight.
Bailu rushed forward, grabbed the Infected’s arm, and began examining him.
A moment later, Bailu cried out in astonishment.
“His Mara-Struck state…
is gone!”
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T/N: If you spot mistranslation, do tell me!
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Shilling time!