"Consider? Consider what?"
Xia Yu shook her head and said, "I know exactly what the situation is in Kazdel, but I have no choice but to go."
"Theresa, Theresa... Sigh, she really knows how to cause trouble."
Xia Yu was truly curious—had Kal'tsit never told Theresa about The Doctor's true identity?
If not... then that old cat deserves the blame. Theresa, full of joy, showed The Doctor her little flower garden, thinking she could use it to recruit him into their fold.
She didn't realize that doing so would drive him directly to a dead end.
Originally, one could still deceive themselves, saying it didn't matter, and that the technology of the Terrans could never affect the plan.
But once that flower garden came out—well, Theresa, you were as good as dead.
"Lord Theresa..." Hearing that name, Mudrock shrunk her neck.
Of course, she wasn't afraid of that benevolent Demon King, but listening to the other's tone... it didn't seem very good.
"Doctor Bailu, is there something between you and Lord Theresa...?" she asked hesitantly.
If there really was something, then this mission was a massive pit.
"How should I put it? Long-time admirer? Never met?" Xia Yu tilted her head. "I am, however, quite curious about what kind of person she is."
"With your skills, Doctor, you will surely have a place in Babel," Mudrock said quite conservatively.
Just by relying on that craft of reversing Oripathy, even the Demon King would have to bow to her upon meeting.
After all, she possessed a unique specialty; she wasn't a doctor who could be easily manipulated.
Besides, Her Highness was not an evil person.
Although Mudrock herself had never met her, the tribe she hailed from only managed to endure until now because of Her Highness's policies.
It could be said that Theresa's two hundred years of recuperation allowed the Sarkaz's strength to recover significantly; otherwise, they wouldn't have had the ambition to go to Victoria to do big things.
A hundred years ago, shortly after Kazdel was first built, a single Leithanien fleet could force the entire city to scurry around, even forcing it to sail into a Catastrophe to survive.
And now? After two hundred years of recuperation under Theresa, they even dared to reach out their claws toward Londinium.
Of course, this was only the case for the majority of the Sarkaz ethnic groups; some were still in a crisis of survival.
For instance, the poor Wendigos—now Patriot was the only pure-blood left.
Then there were the Banshees; having turned their backs on their nature, they dwelled in a river valley. Although it looked peaceful and world-apart, only they knew the bitterness in their hearts.
"If we set off tomorrow, we will need at least one heavy transport vehicle, as well as various light and heavy vehicles. Regarding the procurement of supplies on the road..." Mudrock looked at Xia Yu, feeling a bit embarrassed.
This was an escort mission; generally, these things were provided by the mercenaries themselves, and the corresponding cost would be reflected in the commission.
However, as luck would have it, the squad had escaped from Ursus and was already short on funds. Let alone vehicles, they didn't even have a single beast of burden.
The remaining beasts of burden in the team had been eaten up on the barrens before reaching Lungmen.
The only remaining funds had been spent on treating the injured brothers.
"That's simple," Xia Yu reacted neutrally. Although she didn't have much money on her, there was a place that did.
"Give me a list. These things can be delivered to your hands by tomorrow morning."
"Alright, Doctor Bailu." Hearing this, Mudrock nimbly fished out a list she had prepared long ago from her bosom.
Clearly, she hadn't doubted the other party's ability to prepare these supplies in a short time either.
After all, the status was right there. Just that earth-shattering medical skill alone was enough to make countless people suck up to her.
With just a word, plenty of people would be willing to send money to her.
"In that case, I won't disturb you any longer." Mudrock drained the wine in her cup in one gulp and stood up. "I'll go arrange for the brothers to plan the upcoming itinerary now."
"Fine, I'll go to your camp to find you tomorrow," Xia Yu nodded simply.
After seeing her out, Xia Yu thought for a moment and then waved toward the roadside.
Before long, a car drove over.
"My great Doctor," the Nightstmayer Old Chen said helplessly, "what are your orders?"
When others are monitored by the Department of Sui Affairs, they can't wait to be trembling with fear, not daring to show any abnormality.
But she was different; her strength gave her plenty of confidence. She was treating the Department of Sui Affairs like subordinates who were on call at any time.
"To Swire's house," Xia Yu sat directly in his car.
"Right away, please fasten your seatbelt," Old Chen shouted. "Moving out!"
The place they were going was not the Swire Manor, but Beatrix Swire's own small apartment.
Swire herself did not lack money, but for work, she still bought an apartment near the LGD to live in normally.
Before long, Xia Yu arrived downstairs at the apartment.
"Remember to help me urge Wei Yenwu," Xia Yu said as she got out of the car, suddenly remembering something. "Although I said it's a free clinic, for him, I want a medical fee."
"Understood, refined Originium Ingots, right?" Old Chen nodded, then asked tentatively, "Um, please allow me to ask one more thing. You want so many Originium Ingots to..."
Hundreds of thousands of refined Originium Ingots were enough to move the city of Lungmen for a certain distance.
In truth, if made into explosives, it could send an entire district to the sky.
"You don't think my Arts come without a price, do you?" Xia Yu turned and gave him a glance. "Casting Arts thousands of times a day, and on such a scale—the energy involved is certainly not provided by me personally."
"Collecting Originium from you is purely for the sake of breaking even. I can't really work for free, can I? I said it's a free clinic because those infected are destitute. I'm not so heartless as to scrape money from them."
"So, whoever has money, I ask them for it. That's reasonable, isn't it?"
"Very reasonable!" Old Chen nodded vigorously. "I believe Lord Wei Yenwu will give you a satisfactory answer!"
'I knew it. It's impossible for her to release so many Arts purely by herself.'
Why did the big shots in the court immediately think of a Feranmut when they heard of her feats?
Setting aside the reversal of Oripathy, just releasing thousands of miracle-like Arts a day is not something a person can do.
The physiological limit is right there. Let alone Arts of this level, even for a small task like rubbing a spark to light a cigarette—if you made a Caster do it thousands of times a day, he could be drained dry, believe it or not.
Compared to what these Arts achieved, Old Chen felt that several hundred thousand Originium Ingots were a friendly price. If you said you could achieve this by killing someone in a blood sacrifice for a life-for-a-life exchange, everyone would think that's unreliable.
After giving her instructions, Xia Yu walked straight to Swire's apartment and rang the doorbell.
"Who is it... Eh, Doctor Bailu?!" After seeing the tiny figure at the door, Swire was stunned for a moment and then quickly ushered her in.
"I came to ask how your company structure is coming along." Xia Yu looked at the documents on her desk.
"Oh, everything is going smoothly," Swire poured her a glass of juice and said. "After all, the Governor's Mansion has spoken, and every department is being very cooperative."
"The Fusheng Machinery Plant has also been secured; we're just waiting to enter production next."
"Good, well done." Xia Yu reached out and patted her shoulder. "Keep up the hard work."
"I wouldn't dare neglect your business," Swire said with a grin. "Miss Bailu, you don't know, but after having your medicinal wine, my grandfather can now get out of bed and walk."
"The whole person is energetic, it's practically a second spring!"
Of course, it wasn't that exaggerated, but the body was indeed getting better; that was real and tangible.
"Since that's the case, I have a task to give you now." Xia Yu pulled out the list given by Mudrock. "I'm going to Kazdel to inspect the market tomorrow, so in the name of the company, we need to dispatch these supplies."
"Tomorrow?! So soon?" Swire was stunned.
"Time waits for no one," Xia Yu shook her head and sighed. "Disasters won't avoid you just because you aren't prepared."
"Then at least... let me see you off tonight," Swire lowered her head. "To the Bolgheri..."
"Let's go to Xiao Chen's house instead," Xia Yu interrupted her, looking into her eyes. "Call Lin Yühsia over; I'll cook for you."
"Is that okay?" Swire was clearly moved. She still remembered just how delicious the food made by the other party was.
It's just... to have the person you're seeing off prepare the food themselves...
"What's 'okay' or 'not okay'?" Xia Yu didn't care about such things. "As long as I'm happy to do it."
"Alright," Swire saw she couldn't win and could only nod.
"But Doctor Bailu, as you know, my ambition lies with the LGD," Swire considered for a moment before finally choosing to speak.
"I'm happy to set up a framework for your company, but for me to wholeheartedly manage these three companies for you... I really don't have the time."
Being a police officer was already busy enough, plus the company matters... Overtime in the short term is fine, but for her to persist indefinitely... her body isn't made of iron.
"It's fine. Just find me a few people who know how to manage others," Xia Yu never intended to force her to manage the enterprises. "Your family must have plenty of such talents, right?"
"You just need to check in for me from time to time to make sure no one is doing anything atrocious."
"That's simple then," Swire breathed a sigh of relief. "The family does indeed have a large reserve of talent."
'I'm sure Grandfather won't object.'
"Alright, it's settled then. Be there or be square at Xiao Chen's house at seven tonight."
"You get busy first; I'm going to collect my final payment."
After saying that, Xia Yu got up to take her leave.
Although there was plenty of energy in the Elden Ring, she still hoped to maintain a balance between income and expenditure as much as possible.
Besides, with a rich tycoon like Wei Yenwu, there was no need to be polite; just slaughter him directly.
"Doctor Bailu," Old Chen was still waiting downstairs. "Your compensation is ready. Do you want to go now or..."
"Let's go now," Xia Yu looked at his slightly weary expression and said, "I have to leave tomorrow, and taking it then would be too late no matter how I look at it."
"Alright, hop in," Old Chen chuckled. "We're heading to the strategic warehouse now."
"Everything you wanted is there."
After a drive of more than an hour, Old Chen finally brought Xia Yu outside the strategic warehouse.
Faced with the identification documents he provided, the guarding soldiers quickly and politely stepped aside.
"Miss Bailu, there are a total of fifty thousand pure Originium here," Old Chen said as he led her into the warehouse with practiced ease. "It's more than enough for the medical fee. The higher-ups said the surplus is to consider you a friend."
"Oh? So generous?" Xia Yu was a bit surprised.
She was surprised, of course, because this was fifty thousand pure Originium!
In her previous life in the game, her pure Originium never exceeded three digits!
The golden squad was entirely built on white-labeled resources!
Now, with fifty thousand pure Originium laid out before her, Xia Yu rubbed her hands with some excitement.
"You seem to like this Originium very much," Old Chen said, his eyes lighting up.
"You don't understand. Pure Originium—it's different," Xia Yu shook her head, her face written all over with joy. "You said this was the intent of your superiors?"
Fifty thousand pure Originium was enough to run Lungmen for a long time.
It could be said that they had paid a steep price.
And...
"Yes, otherwise how could I decide such a thing?" As Old Chen spoke, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
How should he put it? As more and more intelligence was sent back to Baizao, and even the Grandmaster personally verified that the other party was not a Feranmut...
The True Lung's favorability toward her grew higher and higher.
After all, he had heard that Xia Yu wanted his sister's daughter to come to Baizao to acknowledge her relatives!
Sigh, sitting in this position makes one a lonely soul. For so many years, he hadn't had a single child. Now, in their line, especially the descendants of his sister, only this one was left.
Normally, out of respect for the tacit understanding between the two brothers, the True Lung wouldn't issue an imperial decree to forcibly bring his little niece over.
But now, if she listened to that person and came to Baizao to find him, her uncle...
One could only say he was thinking quite beautifully.
Looking at the warehouse full of pure Originium, Xia Yu simply gave a grand wave of her hand.
Golden ripples continuously manifested, and in less than a few minutes, those pure Originiums were completely packed and taken away.
She certainly wouldn't choose to start throwing this Originium to the Elden Ring to convert energy here.
Sometimes, it is still very necessary to hide things a bit.
"Miraculous skill, Doctor Bailu!" Old Chen's eyes almost fell out at the sight. "A warehouse of Originium that big, gone in just a few minutes?"
"Just standard equipment," Xia Yu shrugged, putting on an indifferent act. "All the sisters can use this Art."
Yes, that's right. From today on, the Gate of Babylon is an Art.
And it's a standard Art distributed to individuals, mainly because she will definitely have to operate under other identities in the future.
After receiving the compensation, Xia Yu left the warehouse very satisfied.
At the same time, a motorcade was rushing toward Lungmen at high speed.
"Teacher, I still think that's a scammer," a student said. "How could that possibly be true?"
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we take a look."