Pirates: My Piltover is far ahead in technology

The situation in Frevans was a bit chaotic at this time. The border area was full of soldiers from other countries, so it was not advisable to fire at will.

Although these countries could not defeat Piltover even if they were tied together, their current banner was humanitarian aid, not a terrorist attack.

If they were to fire directly, their purpose would be completely off track.

"Boss, can't we give them a shot? I think they will be obedient after one shot."

For landing, the people in the power armor group were already familiar with it, and they began to perform their tasks after landing.

Many countries in the North Sea saw this thing for the first time. The iron man that appeared out of thin air scared them, but they failed to stop everyone.

The soldiers who cleared Frevans came from different countries, and the command system was not unified. Facing the sudden new enemy, it became more chaotic for a while.

With the protection of the power armor, this kind of projectile could not hurt them, but the clanging sound was a bit annoying.

At this time, a power armor was adjusting the artillery on the shoulder, and it seemed that it would fire mercilessly as long as it received the order.

"They are also soldiers, just following orders."

"We also have orders from His Majesty Orlan."

"Let me finish what I'm saying. There's no need to kill them directly. Put away the heavy firepower and scare them first!"

"Got it."

The weapons on their bodies are the icing on the cake for them. Even without these weapons, they can fight in and out of the crowd with the basic properties of power armor.

As long as there is no swordsman who can cut iron, they can hold on for a while even if they are bombarded by ship guns.

But before they could move their bodies, the order to cease fire came down. At this time, the Power Gear had crossed the blockade and arrived on the land of Frevans.

"King Orlan, may I ask. What do you want to do here?"

"Which reason do you prefer, to launch humanitarian rescue here or to stop your slaughter?"

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Near Frevans, the coalition forces have a command center, and the order to stop was issued by them. As for why, the sea that was still slowly closing on the side was the reason.

Orlan didn't have time to argue with these people. By the time he made his point, Frevans would be in trouble.

Therefore, Project Shiki swung a sword towards the sea.

Under the impact of the sword energy, the sea water seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and huge waves rolled and surging.

A deep blue gully appeared on the sea surface. In the gully, the water was turbulent, and the sound of the sea closing was thunderous and heard by everyone.

This sword cut the sea. If it doesn't stop, it might be their heads.

"You are not qualified to talk to me, and you can't decide what to do next. You should hurry up and contact the king behind you.

Kate, this is up to you. If you have any feedback, you can handle it on my behalf. Medical team, follow me."

"Wait, King Orlan, Frevans is experiencing an outbreak of platinum-lead disease! You go in like this."

Seeing that Orlan was about to enter Frevans, someone on the side tried to stop him. After all, if the king of a country died of the disease here, who knows if it would cause any international disputes.

Even if Orlan took the initiative to go in, he would not be able to explain if something really happened.

"What a coincidence, I just happened to have a way to treat this disease."

Orlan insisted on doing so, and these people naturally had no choice but to contact the country to report what happened here.

They did not know the cause of platinum lead disease, but they knew their king's plan.

Preventing the spread of the disease was one of the reasons for their actions, but they also planned to divide Frevans.

Now that a powerful outsider has intervened, they don't know what to do, and can only choose to report to their superiors.

Before these people could discuss the results, Orlan had already led people deep into Frevans.

Frevans used to be like a snow country in a fairy tale, whether it was the ground or the grass and trees, it was all white, beautiful and out of tune with the world.

There are even more people who want to make a fortune with platinum lead, but now, the smoke of war has added a bit of black to the whiteness here.

"It hurts so much, doctor, please save me."

"Doctor Trafalgar, please save my child, he's still so young."

In the hospital in Frevans, a doctor with a few white spots on his face was rescuing a patient with a gunshot wound, and was also communicating with people in other places through a Den Den Mushi.

"Doctor, many people here have fainted, can you..."

"I can't do it! I don't have enough doctors, medicines, and plasma here! Now even the painkillers are used up!"

The order in Frevans has long been close to collapse. Facing a dead end, there are very few doctors who can still stick to their posts.

"There must be a way. There must be a way. Platinum and lead can definitely be excreted from the body. Asshole, this is obviously not an infectious disease, why doesn't the world government report this fact!"

The doctor tried to try new drugs, but it didn't work. At this time, a strange voice came from behind him.

"Do you need help, doctor?"

The area of ​​Frevans is not large, and this time is enough for the medical team to come to the hospital. Dozens of white coats came to the hospital with special medical boxes.

"Forget it, it's not important. It's great to have someone to help. Please excuse me. This hospital is already at full capacity. We need a lot of medicine and plasma now. I didn't know you."

"Calm down, doctor. The great King Oran has conquered the platinum-lead disease. We have a perfect method to treat platinum-lead disease. Please provide us with the conditions of the patients in the hospital. We will treat the patients according to their severity."

"King Oran?! Are you talking about Dr. Sidilil?! Great, there is indeed a treatment for platinum lead disease."

Halfway through his words, he fainted, and the white spots on his face spread rapidly the moment he fainted.

"He's sick, give him treatment first!"

The doctors from Piltover skillfully opened the medical kit in their hands, connected part of the patch to the body of the unconscious doctor, inserted a needle into his body, and then started the equipment.

The equipment started to operate, and the blood that had turned white was drained out of his body.

The principle is very simple. The platinum and lead in the human body will be concentrated in one place under the influence of the device, and then excreted from the body with the blood. The amount of platinum and lead excreted from the body varies greatly depending on individual conditions.

After the treatment, Dr. Trafalgar's face became much paler, but the white spots formed by the platinum lead had disappeared.

After the test, Piltover's doctor attached a bag of plasma to him and started blood transfusion, basically completing the treatment.

"Don't be stunned! It's time to save people. First treat the remaining medical staff and let them help without crowding! Everyone can be cured, so just line up!"

Bang!

Under the desire to survive, people who still have the physical strength to move are fighting to get treatment first, but they still have the strength to fight, which shows that they are not seriously ill patients.

It was a pity that they could no longer listen to what was being said at this time. In the end, order was stabilized with the help of the accompanying soldiers.

Meanwhile, Oran himself was treating other patients affected by platinum lead disease.

"Master, please move slower. The effect of taking pictures this way will not look good."

Apart from Kate and Yuan Shiji, the only person accompanying this time was Absalom, who was now looking at the photos he had just taken.

"What are you doing?"

"You are the king of a country. It is an honor for these people to receive your treatment. If you don't take better-looking photos, your greatness will not be reflected in the publicity later."

"Would you like me to send you to Morgans' place to practice? I think you are quite talented as a reporter."

"No, it's just a hobby, and if possible, I'd rather go to Stussy's place."

Oran did not stop treating others, Absalom also continued to look for opportunities to take pictures, and finally found a few that he could use.

Publicity is indispensable for future actions, but Olan does not intend to put on a show, but is doing real things. At worst, we will do more filming later.

There are two different concepts between taking photos of nothing for show and re-shooting after doing it.

"How's the situation?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty Oran, the critically ill patients have been effectively treated, but there are a lot of patients here, and our equipment is limited. It may take some time to treat them.

Moreover, some patients are not in the hospital, but have chosen to flee, and they are currently scattered throughout Freifans. Many people did not trust our soldiers and went into hiding. "

Platinum-lead disease itself is very weird. After entering the onset stage, people will die in pain in a short period of time. However, as long as the platinum-lead disease can be removed, the patient will soon be out of danger, but the body needs to recover slowly.

"It's not surprising, the soldiers from those countries are still there. Abu, contact Morgans for me and tell him that I want to hold a press conference. The reason is that I have conquered the platinum lead disease. The location is in Frevans."

"yes."

Absalom wrote down what Olan told him in a notebook to prevent him from missing any key parts.

"In addition, find some local patients who have recovered, preferably people with some reputation, and ask them to go outside and explain to the Freifans. You know how to publicize public opinion, and I leave it to you."

"Leave it to me, Your Majesty Oran, I will take care of it. As for the locals, they do have a good option. Dr. Trafalgar of this hospital is said to be the number one doctor in the country, and he persisted until the end. His words should do the trick.

And like Brother Brand, this doctor also admires some of your research ideas. "

"Interesting, you go do the work, I'll go see this doctor."

At the same time, in the hospital ward, Dr. Trafalgar looked at the patient who was gradually recovering and finally had a smile on his face.

More importantly, his wife and children, Luo and Lamy, have also recovered.

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