Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

After hesitating for a long time, Linde finally decided to treat it.

The peculiar physiological characteristics of the beastman also opened Linde's eyes. It can be like this. Although Linde treats humans, not animals, some theories can still be universal. For example, cats have extremely poor kidney metabolism, so they cannot use the same antibiotics as humans.

Why did the beastman have symptoms similar to internal bleeding, and according to Fran, this was enough to cause death, which also made Linde brainstorm. What kind of endocrine principle would cause such an extreme reaction?

It seems that in order to avoid similar situations in the future, I need to collect the physiological characteristics of different beastmen and then make targeted preparations.

In that case, am I a part-time veterinarian? Is the one who treats the beastmen a doctor or a veterinarian?

Forget it, let’s just call it veterinary medicine. With this trend, I feel that an independent new discipline should be able to be established in the future. The name will be tentatively called Beastman Medicine.

Thinking further, other intelligent creatures should have similar things, such as elves, dwarves, green-skinned orks, and various other alien races. Lind felt that he had rediscovered the desire for knowledge he had in his student days.

But that's all for later. The most urgent task now is to treat Schnee. Lind doesn't want this cute little ferret to die like this. It's one thing to be unable to save it, but it's another to have the means to save it but not save it.

Then this guy Fran forced himself to stay, saying that he wanted to collect the heroic deeds of the Son of God as writing material, and then he became wide-eyed.

Grandma, you said such harsh words, but you turned out to be a worthless person! ?

After a night, Linde woke up and sat up carefully so as not to wake the two people who were sleeping.

Let them both sleep for a while.

After waking up, Lind carefully sat up and raised his hands, with an incredible look on his face. Lind was also very surprised, not only because of the physical abilities of Fran and Schnee, which were completely opposite to their appearances, but also because of himself.

Some things are determined by the body structure, which can be said to be the result of natural selection and survival of the fittest. In short, due to objective reasons such as the refractory period, it is impossible for oxen to be compared with farmland. There are only oxen that die of exhaustion, but no farmland that is destroyed by plowing.

I remember that before traveling through time, some research materials that Lind had read said that this was the result of natural selection.

But at this time, Lind keenly discovered the abnormality of his body. The changes in his physical fitness have exceeded the limit of normal exercise.

Could it be the role of the Earth Mother Apple? Lind thought of a possibility.

Unlike the effect of the Holy Grail in the legend, the apple that the Mother Earth gave to Lind did not significantly increase his strength, only a small improvement, but the improvement in physical fitness was obvious. Lind has not yet tested how much it has improved.

Since it is to improve physical fitness, it is an improvement in many aspects. Then what is the purpose of the Mother Earth giving herself an apple to eat?

"Hmm..." Just when Lind was about to ask the Mother Earth, Schnee woke up and made a sound full of satisfaction.

"Are you awake?" Then, a gentle voice, which was already engraved into the depths of Schnee's soul, sounded in Schnee's ears.

Without even opening her eyes to look, Schnee simply snuggled into Linde's body.

Little Schnee rubbed her face against Lind's body like a little animal. This was not only to act like a spoiled child, but also to leave as much of her scent on Lind as possible. No one needed to teach her, this was the instinct of the beastman.

The human method also gave the beastmen a reward mechanism.

Linde patted Schnee's little head lovingly. Desire breeds love, and Linde likes little Schnee. As for Schnee, the morality of beastmen is much simpler and more direct than that of humans. He liked her, so he went for it.

While rubbing Schnee's little head, Linde was also observing Schnee's physical condition. In just one night, Schnee's condition was much better, and the bleeding spots on her body had faded by most.

This surprised Linde. Was the treatment so effective? Or was it that the condition improved naturally after the cause of the disease was eliminated?

Fran woke up slowly, moved her body carefully, and wanted to leave quietly.

"Where are you going, my dear grandma?"

"...Good morning, Linde." Seeing that she was discovered, Fran could only smile awkwardly. "Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting for you to get up." Linde said with a sly smile. "How did you sleep last night?"

"...Your Highness the Son of God, I was wrong. I shouldn't have provoked you." Fran immediately admitted her mistake and crawled to the ground neatly.

Chapter 356 The Son of God's Order

If we were to say who suffered the most last night, it would undoubtedly be Fran. She had originally planned to be the first to drink the soup under the pretext of curing Schnee's illness, but in the end, she did get the soup, but Fran was nearly drunk to death.

As a beastman, and a virgin fox beastman in her nineties, Fran had long coveted the son of God, Lind. Not to mention the smell of Lind 24 hours a day, which was like beast hormones attracting female beastmen, and the hints given by the Earth Mother to all female beastmen of the right age, Lind's image alone was also perfect for Fran's preferences.

A green fruit that is growing vigorously but not yet fully mature has a strong appeal to the weird aunt Fran.

Then Lind also likes young and mature women. Before he traveled through time, he had no chance to drive a big truck due to his age, but after he traveled through time, the opportunity to drive a big truck was right in front of Lind.

On one side is a weird aunt who likes the little driver, and on the other side is a handsome boy who wants to drive the big truck. It's a two-way race. But in fact, after the car, the big truck found out that it was wrong, extremely wrong. Although the little driver had no driving experience, he had excellent skills and most importantly, plenty of physical strength. As a result, the big truck leaked oil first.

It would have been fine if the big truck had broken down first, but the key point was that the small driver particularly liked the big truck, so he filled all the oil into the big truck, and the fuel tank was full.

The Son of God is worthy of being the Son of God, his fighting power is strong, and I must never fight alone in the future. After being fed puffs all night, Fran thought with lingering fear.

"You're wrong?" Linde laughed. "Where are you wrong?"

"I shouldn't have provoked you." Fran said with lingering fear, and in order to avoid spilling it, she had to be extra careful. "And Your Highness, you are so ruthless, my old bones..."

As she spoke, Fran rubbed her slender waist, which became numb.

In the past, when Lind transformed Fran from a Chaos Beastman into a New Beastman, he had seen Fran's complete appearance. Fran was not very beautiful, but she was very attractive, attracting people to observe her for a long time, and the more you look at her, the more you enjoy it.

The slightly upturned eyes, slightly plump lips, and the black mole at the corner of the mouth all have a strange charm. Coupled with her curvy body curves, Fran is suitable for actual combat, and any man with a little experience can see that.

Then last night, Lind experienced it himself and found it to be suitable for actual combat, except that it lacked endurance.

"Then... don't you want it in the future?" Linde said with a wicked smile.

Fran's whole body shuddered at first, and then she looked at Lind with resentment in her eyes. Once you taste the marrow, you will know the taste, especially Fran, a 90-year-old virgin, how could she not want it in the future! ?

"Just a joke." Linde patted Schnee's head and continued to ask, "I see that the bleeding spots on Schnee's body have faded a lot. Is this okay?"

"Yes." Fran stood up carefully, and then, as expected, she let out a blurt out, "Itachi Beastmen are like this, that's why there are so few of them."

"Normally, beastmen have estrus twice a year, but once they have a mate, it becomes irregular." Picking up the towel and wiping her, Fran continued. "In theory, as long as she is not pregnant or breastfeeding, she may go into estrus."

Linde's eyes became sharp. It could happen anytime, anywhere...

Judging from the pump-like strength that Schnee used last night, if all female itachia beastmen are like this, it's no wonder that there are so few itachia beastmen.

Schnee is still young, so it's okay if it happens occasionally, but if it happens frequently... Linde can't guarantee that he can pull out in time every time.

There was no other way, Linde could only patiently give Schnee a lesson in physiology and hygiene, letting the little ferret know what happened last night, so that the little ferret would know how to restrain itself. Because of her own experience, Schnee understood some of it, and roughly understood that the situation last night needed to be controlled.

Schnee's problem was solved, and Fran also swallowed up billions of descendants of the Son of God, completing the task assigned by the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Linde also traced the origin of driving the big car, so everyone was happy.

Then Lind forgot that there were other people here.

After helping the two new beastmen who had been stabbed for two hours to clean up and dress neatly, they walked with awkward steps and lifted the curtain of the tent. What came into view were thirty wolves and twenty-nine rabbits.

The wolf beasts had different expressions, some were surprised, some were envious, and some were in admiration. Some were confused, such as Fenrir, the somewhat silly wolf queen, who didn't quite understand what was going on.

She could only smell that the Shaman, the cute creatures that usually went hunting with her, and her only son of the Sun God, Linde, came out of a tent. The Shaman and the cute creatures both had the strong scent of the Son of God on them, and vice versa, the Son of God also had the scent of the Shaman and the cute creatures on him.

They must have slept together last night, so they smelled so much on each other, right? Silly Wolf thought.

Fenrir was ignorant and too pure, so he didn't think about it, but it was different for others who understood. For example, the wolf beastman Tek looked at Lind with eyes full of admiration.

He is worthy of being the son of the Mother Goddess of the Earth and the first Beast King of the New Beastmen. He was refreshed and got up on time with rosy complexion after fighting with two women at night on the march. His physical fitness is really different.

The rabbits all looked at the two female beastmen following behind Linde with envy. Speaking of a keen sense of smell, people often think of dogs, but rabbits also have a keen sense of smell. The smell of the three people can't be hidden from their noses at all. Some experienced drivers can even infer the course of the battle last night by the strength of the smell in different parts of the body.

The fox and the stoat have both joined, so when will our chief join? The rabbit beasts focused their attention on their chief, Judy, and secretly blamed him for not joining them yesterday.

In fact, Judy herself also regretted why she didn't think of joining them yesterday. No, why didn't they call me? And Fenrir from the wolf group next door didn't call either.

"Ahem." Lind naturally noticed the change in the beastmen's expressions, and cursed himself for forgetting that there were a group of beastmen with extremely sensitive noses outside. "I order you in the name of the Son of God! Don't tell anyone a word about what happened yesterday!"

There is nothing I can do about giving orders in the name of the Son of God. This kind of thing happens once in a while, but if I get older, my body really won't be able to handle it.

The Son of God has given an order, and the beastmen will not disobey, but how long can this secret be kept secret?

Let’s keep it secret for as long as possible.

Chapter 357: Happy Mother Earth

Lind knew that it was unrealistic to block the news through orders, especially since there were too many witnesses here, more than sixty new beastmen. With so many mouths, it was almost impossible to completely block the news. Sooner or later, someone would leak the news.

However, Linde did not intend to keep this secret forever, as long as it could be delayed for a while. After all, he was still young, and occasionally doing it was good for his health, but too much would not be good.

If other beastmen knew about this, Linde was sure that there would immediately be a row of new female beastmen lining up to come to Linde for consecration.

After the gag order was issued, Lind originally planned to rest for a day and then set out again tomorrow. It wasn't that he couldn't walk, but Fran and Schnee. They had just experienced the pain of losing their virginity, so let them rest for a while.

As a result, Linde soon saw Schnee rushing out of the tent in high spirits, as if nothing had happened, jumping up and down, even more active than before. Before he could stop her, Schnee rushed into the forest as usual, and in less than ten minutes, she caught an adult wild deer and ran back to give everyone a snack.

After last night's battle, Schnee seemed not only not exhausted, but even stronger.

This is indeed the case. After experiencing the personal infusion of the Son of the Mother Earth Goddess last night, Schnee did become a little stronger. However, because the amount infused was very small, Schnee's strength was very limited.

As for Fran, who had taken most of the firepower from the Son of God, she was at the other extreme. She walked out holding onto the wall, and every step she took seemed like it was a matter of life and death. The deep look in her eyes when she looked at Lind was filled with fear, and underneath the fear, there was desire.

The scar hasn't healed yet, but the old lady has almost forgotten the pain.

Schnee didn't need to rest, but Fran couldn't. However, Fran said that she knew magic and it wouldn't take a whole day. With the help of magic, Fran recovered almost completely by the time lunch was over, so everyone set out on the journey again.

There was a simple dirt road from Dundalk to Velcro, and everyone walked along this road. There were some corpses of humans and new beastmen attacked by Chaos Beastmen on this road, but now they have been almost cleared.

Walking on the simple dirt road, Linde's thoughts began to diverge again. As the saying goes, if you want to be rich, you must first build roads. Although this saying is very general and concise, it does make sense.

Apart from other issues, transportation problems have already arisen in the New Dundalk Territory. With the gradual commissioning of Linde's magic energy machines, the mining efficiency of various materials has been qualitatively improved, whether it is mining or felling trees, the efficiency has increased several times or even dozens of times, but then, the limitation of transportation capacity appeared.

The materials were mined quickly, but they could not be transported in time. The carpenters built a lot of transport vehicles, which were pulled by the strong beastmen, but the poor road conditions further limited the transportation capacity.

Linde sighed, developing industry is not that simple.

"Sir Son of God, why are you sighing?" Hearing Linde's sigh, Fran, who was walking beside him, came over affectionately. "Is it because of my transgression last night?"

"No, I was just thinking about something." Linde smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You... aren't angry?" Fran asked tentatively.

"Do you want me to be angry?" Linde pulled the corners of his mouth and a cross appeared on his forehead.

"Hahaha~" Fran took Lind into her arms and rubbed his head. "Your Highness, you look so cute~"

Since both parties knew each other well, Fran became bolder in her actions towards Lind. She used to be restrained, but now she dared to take direct action.

Originally, Fran knew that Linde was very easy to talk to. As long as it was not a matter of principle, he would be able to negotiate even if the status of the two parties was very different. And last night, Fran was more certain of her judgment through his actions. Linde liked people like her.

Fran's behavior was so outrageous that the beastmen around him all stared at her with wide eyes. Fran's behavior was like the archbishop holding the little emperor in his arms and patting his head affectionately at a court meeting. It's not impossible, after all, the emperor is also a human being, but it depends on the occasion.

"Stop it." She shyly broke away from Fran's arms, and then Schnee came closer to her. However, Schnee's size was far smaller than Fran's, so she could only stick close to her.

Schnee opened her eyes wide and asked with her eyes: Are you coming again?

Of course not!

"Fran, um..." Lind put his arm around Schnee and pointed at Fran's belly sheepishly. "Um...are you really ninety years old?"

“…Your Highness, even though you are the Son of God, there are some things you cannot ask casually.” Fran narrowed her eyes and looked at Linde deeply.

"...Sorry." Linde bowed his head and apologized, but he did care about this issue, after all, Fran was the fox who took away his virginity.

Obviously, he made an exception to this order in order to heal Schnee, but the fox forced himself to stay on, claiming that he was a devout and humble believer of the Mother Earth Goddess and needed to help the Son of God while he was relieving the believer's pain.

Then they were set on fire.

"...I am indeed ninety years old." After looking at Linde quietly for a while, Fran took the initiative to speak.

"How long can the new beastman live?" Seeing that Fran was willing to talk, Lind continued to ask.

"It's about the same as humans." Fran thought for a moment. "Maybe they can live to 30 or 40."

"How much!?" Lind was shocked.

"Huh? Thirty or forty? What's wrong?" Fran looked at Lind in confusion.

Lind quickly realized that Fran was talking about the life expectancy of civilians who were generally undernourished and underfed. The life expectancy of the new beastmen was actually similar. After all, life in the forest was also quite difficult.

“Then you…” Lind pointed at Fran, his meaning was obvious, what’s wrong with you being ninety years old.

"I was originally a Chaos Shaman who received many blessings from the Chaos God." Fran smiled. "If you get the power bestowed by God, your life span will basically be extended~"

"Son of God, you can ask the Mother Goddess of Earth~"

Lind remembered that individuals who received power from God would have a longer lifespan.

"By the way." Speaking of the Earth Mother, Linde looked at Schnee who was in his arms. "Schnee's powers seem to have grown stronger? Is it related to... last night?"

"Don't you know!" Fran immediately laughed evilly. "Your mother is very happy now."

"what?"

"The Mother Earth Goddess has bestowed a lot of power on me and Schnee~" Fran said, raising her hand and slightly showing the divine power in the center of her palm.