Winter Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 110 We will remember your kindness

Ian was carefully lifted up and carried into the steam room by several medical staff.

He is now in the late stage of nymphoma, and without treatment, he may not survive the night.

So the doctor let him be among the first to enter the steam room.

Ian was too weak to open his eyes at this point, and could only vaguely hear a series of chaotic footsteps and feel himself moving.

Was he already dead? Were they moving his own body? He wondered.

Then something warm enveloped his cold, stiff body.

The air was thick with moisture, and warmth seeped into my limbs, which had long since lost all feeling, like a tide.

Breathing became easier.

"Hang in there! It'll be over soon!" someone shouted in his ear.

In his hazy consciousness, Ian felt as if he had been submerged at the bottom of an icy lake and had finally surfaced.

He felt his blood begin to flow again, and his fingertips slowly regained sensation.

It was both sour and painful, yet so real.

He struggled and slightly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a blurry steam and busy figures.

A hot tear slid down his cheek.

Ian could hardly believe that his body was slowly recovering, and that someone would save him regardless of the cost.

In this world, refugees like them are worthless and can be abandoned at any time.

But now, someone has actually gone to such great lengths to save them.

It must be Lord Louis!

Only he would save a worthless commoner like himself.

As he slowly recovered, the temperature rose.

The intense heat scorched his skin, making even breathing feel like inhaling flames.

It's too hot, and it hurts too much.

But he had never been so excited before.

It wasn't because he was a masochist, but because he knew he could be saved.

In his heart, Ian used the last of his strength to sincerely thank the great Lord Louis.

And it wasn't just Ian who was gradually awakening from his coma throughout the entire territory.

The other patients, and the pale-faced villagers, had slowly crawled back from the shadow of death.

Everyone couldn't help but groan in pain, but what followed was even more joy.

The physical pain made them acutely aware that they were alive, living in this steaming heat.

Some of the residents groggily opened their eyes and saw steam all around them and busy doctors.

They muttered, "Am I... still alive?"

That was confirmation that he had crawled out of the gates of hell, filled with utter shock.

The medical staff nearby responded in a low voice, "We all survived; it was Lord Louis who saved us."

A simple sentence, yet it contains boundless gratitude.

The people lying in the steam room had tears in their eyes, touching their still weak hearts, and whispered their gratitude: "Thank you... thank you, Lord Louis."

They didn't have much energy to say more to express their gratitude for escaping death.

But every patient and every citizen knows clearly that their lives have not been abandoned.

Their lord did everything in his power to pull them back from the brink of death.

Lord Louis was like the radiance of the sun, warm and radiant.

The temperature inside the steam room continued to rise, but it didn't feel suffocating.

Everyone was immersed in this indescribable warmth. It was as if the sun's rays had pierced the cold earth, warming everyone from the depths of coldness like the spring sunshine.

With Louis's help, Shanling finally saw the light of life again in the shadow of death.

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Louis sat in his study, holding a letter that had been delivered from Firfield Territory.

He tore open the envelope, slowly unfolded the letter, and checked the latest information about the Cold Robe Collar, praying in his heart that no other trouble would arise.

The handwriting was somewhat messy, clearly written in a hurry.

"My esteemed Lord Louis, the crisis of white fever in Fir Territory has passed. The steam therapy with Fireback Tortoises has been successful and effective, and the spread of the infection has been quickly contained."

Most patients have recovered, and those who were originally in critical condition have also regained consciousness.

Thank you for sending the fireback tortoise in time, bringing us hope of survival. The people are deeply grateful to you.

In these days of struggling under your guidance, we have only lost twenty-six villagers and five young children, which is a sad thing.

However, most people persevered, and we thank you for everything you've done for us.

We hope you continue to take good care of yourself; we will always remember your kindness.

Louis put down the letter and pondered for a while. Twenty-six, five children—it sounded like a lot, but compared to his original expectations, it was actually quite lucky.

He sighed softly, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the gray sky outside the window.

I've done my best. As for those who didn't survive, they were just unlucky.

After all, this was nothing more than a disaster that was beyond our complete control.

The pain it caused cannot be ignored, but at least most people survived, which proves that their efforts were indeed a great success.

The role of the fireback turtle was fully demonstrated during this crisis.

Moreover, this magical beast's abilities extend far beyond treating white fever.

Firstly, the high-temperature steam generated by the Fireback Turtle can provide a long-lasting and stable heat source for the entire territory.

Once the temperature reaches a certain level, it will naturally release high-temperature steam.

But in the frigid North, such a continuous and stable warmth is undoubtedly an incredibly luxurious treasure.

Steam can be channeled into greenhouses to cultivate crops.

They can also be delivered to homes to help people ward off the harsh winter.

Although the Red Tide Territory has geothermal resources that it can't use, its other territories can.

However, it might be a bit troublesome to have to go to the geothermal area to recharge it from time to time.

More importantly, the steam from the fire-backed turtle can solve more than just the problem of the cold winter.

People who are regularly exposed to this hot steam seem to experience subtle improvements in their physical condition.

The heat and moisture of the steam create a natural sauna-like environment.

It can stimulate blood circulation, help eliminate toxins from the body, and enhance immunity.

It may have special effects for trainee knights.

"I need to find a way to completely tame these kinds of magical beasts... and even breed the next generation," Louis thought to himself.

Just then, there was a rapid knocking at the door.

The guard pushed open the door and entered, saying in a deep voice, "Reporting, Your Lordship, Baron Harvey requests an audience."

Yorn?

Louis was organizing the information about the Fireback Turtle when he heard this, and then he smiled slightly.

He casually put on his coat and neatly buttoned up the collar.

"Go and have a look."

Louis strode forward, leading his guards through the corridor and outwards.

(End of this chapter)