Pirates: My Piltover is far ahead in technology

"Very good, the index has finally dropped. You will be fine after a few days of rest."

Looking at the latest blood test report, the doctor's heart was relieved.

Platinum lead is toxic, and people are exposed to trace amounts. But the most terrifying thing about platinum lead disease is that if a person has platinum lead residues in his body, the actual life span of his children will be shortened, and eventually several generations will be sick together.

No one in Frevans was spared before. The hostility of neighboring countries, the shortage of manpower, the troubles of diseases, and the chaos of order brought great pressure.

Before the arrival of Piltover, the door of the hospital was tightly locked. On the one hand, it was because the hospital's supplies had reached the limit, and on the other hand, it was because the evil of human nature had been infinitely magnified under disorder.

Suffering from terminal illnesses and nowhere to go, many people did all kinds of crazy things before they died.

The soldiers on the Power Gear have killed several typical cases, and are currently implementing temporary military control over Frevans according to Orlan's orders.

"Brother."

"Rami? You finally woke up, how do you feel?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Did dad cure the disease?"

"Yes, didn't I tell you before? Dad is the best doctor in the country. He can definitely cure your dad! Rami is awake!"

Luo shouted to the side. He was not yet at the onset of the disease. After removing the platinum and lead from his body, he quickly recovered and was able to run freely now.

"Huh, it's okay then. I've completely passed the critical period. Dr. Sidilier is worthy of his name. The platinum-lead disease that we were helpless against has been conquered."

"Dr. Sidilier? The winner of the Ibel Prize before?"

"Yes, that's him. The articles I told you about before were all published by him. This time, it was thanks to the doctor's equipment that we were able to separate the platinum and lead."

"Didn't you cure it, Dad?"

"Hahaha, it's not me. There's still a big gap between being the best in the country and being world-famous."

Luo learned medical skills from his father when he was very young. In Luo's subconscious mind, his father was already a very good doctor.

He had only seen the rest of the people in the newspaper, and he didn't know how big the gap was.

Ka, Ka.

Luo wanted to ask something else, but a heavy sound of footsteps came from the side, and a group of soldiers in power armor had walked in.

Their ostensible mission is to protect Orlan's safety as a guard, and their real mission is to serve as a guard of honor. It is indeed a bit difficult for them to protect a king who is stronger than themselves.

However, these people are still doing their best to complete their work.

Not everyone can get close to the king. This is a truth that all pirates understand. They can't solve big problems, but they can still handle small troubles.

"Dr. Trafalgar, many people in Frevans don't trust us at present. Please cooperate with us and explain the current situation."

Some things are actually very troublesome to deal with. It's not that you can just shout on the street that we have a treatment for platinum lead disease and everyone will line up.

The patients here in the hospital are already critically ill patients. Most of them are in bed and have little mobility. After seeing the cured patients, they naturally believe this fact.

The situation outside is even more chaotic. The armies of several countries are active in Frevans. The locals can't tell who is here to help them and who is here to kill them.

At this time, a well-known person who has been cured can play his role. In addition to this doctor, the people of Piltover also found some other examples, such as the boss of the Chamber of Commerce, the nuns of the church, etc.

"No trouble, this is what I should do. You have crossed the sea to come here and have helped us too much."

Luo's father felt that all this was reasonable. Piltover might have a special purpose, but so what?

When Frevans was abandoned by the world, this was the only help they received.

Even if it was a devil's contract, this was the last way to survive, not to mention that Piltover's current actions were really international aid.

"Luo, I'll go out and take care of your sister and mother, Luo?"

"Oh, I know, I will take care of them."

Luo was a little stunned, but it was not because of Oran, but because of the power armor around him.

This is the North Sea, the sea area with the largest influence of "Warrior of the Sea·Sky", and the special effects hero culture is prevalent.

There is a certain difference between mecha and combat suits, but this real thing is in front of us, and the temptation is much stronger than the comics. Until Orlan and the others left here, Luo was still looking at the empty gate and thinking about something.

If he can realize the ideas in his mind, he can probably shoot a special film directly, and he can also link up with Zefa.

You will never know what kind of thinking is behind a seemingly cold face.

"Little brother, are you envious? If you sign up for the army, you will have the opportunity to be assigned power armor. If your grades are good enough, you can also drive more advanced mechas.

Whether it is a small single-soldier mecha or a large war mecha, there is a chance."

"Hey, don't tease the child there, come and help when you have rested enough! That's Dr. Trafalgar's son, and his dream is to become a doctor."

"Here, come! Don't be so old-fashioned, what if he really does it in the future? There are also medical soldiers in the army."

Two nurses from Piltover walked over, and one of them joked with Luo.

That was Piltover's special system. If you perform well, you can even get exclusive equipment, and you can take the equipment with you even after retirement.

The nurse was just joking, but this really made Luo interested.

In fact, in Piltover's recruitment propaganda, being able to drive a mecha has always been an unchanging slogan. Even if they failed to pass the training later, they could still touch a few training aircraft during training.

"There is no despair in the world, and the Father's merciful and compassionate hand of salvation will eventually reach all living beings."

A few days later in Frevans, the chaotic situation was basically ended. The nuns of the church were doing daily prayers, and the hospital began to treat patients with milder symptoms.

The town's martial law continued. After all, the attitude of the surrounding countries towards Frevans has not changed.

Because of the prevalence of the platinum and lead industry, all of Frevans' economy is moving towards platinum and lead, and most of the food and medicine rely on imports.

Under this blockade, Frevans can only rely on external aid for supplies.

The surrounding kings have held a small meeting in the past few days to discuss how to deal with this situation, but they have not received any effective answers.

Orlan himself ignored them and simply blocked the surrounding borders with the army. I don’t know what he is doing.

However, after a few days, none of the soldiers in Piltover showed symptoms of platinum lead disease, which made some soldiers begin to believe that platinum lead disease has been conquered.

The essence of their behavior is killing. If platinum lead disease is really an infectious disease, they have no psychological burden to execute orders in order to protect their families.

But if they are all innocent people

Not everyone can have no psychological burden on slaughtering.

"What exactly do Piltover and the others want to do?"

"Who knows? They are so far away in the Grand Line that they would come here on purpose. Or is it that the king himself leads the team? Your Majesty, have they not yet discussed the result?"

"No, Your Majesty thinks that we have no loss in this matter. If the platinum lead disease can really be cured, everything will be fine as usual.

But some kingdoms are very tempted by the interests of Frevans. They have been arguing for several days. I think this alliance is about to fall apart."

A few months ago, when the platinum lead disease began to break out, the surrounding countries formed a temporary alliance to deal with this situation. Now they are still in the stage of advancing and retreating together.

Even if there are some disagreements, they did not overturn the table and leave directly, but hoped to get a unified result.

While these people were still speculating, Morgans had already arrived.

A dozen news birds pulled something similar to a hot air balloon and landed in Frevans.

Although he is the ability user of the albatross fruit, Morgans cannot fly, and still relies on those news birds to travel.

Several reporters and Morgans who were accompanying them all wore gas masks on their faces, and they obviously still had doubts about Frevans's situation.

However, facing the temptation of big news, Morgans was still willing to take the risk. He did not choose to push the things here to a certain subordinate, but led the team personally.

"You actually came here in person, you are very brave."

"His Majesty Orlan invited me, so of course I came to discuss it. How about tearing off the first page of your notebook?"

Seeing that only Kate came to pick them up, Morgans came over and whispered his request in Kate's ear.

"Okay, but those who disappeared from the meow notebook are all dead people, are you sure?"

"Ahahaha. What a joke, I think it's good to be on the first page. Speaking of which, have you really cured platinum lead disease?"

"Isn't it obvious? Can you still see patients with platinum lead disease outside? Take off your gas mask."

Sometimes Morgans has the characteristics of boldness and cowardice at the same time. He dares to appear in some places that sound dangerous, but is worried about other things happening.

Some residents of Frevans can be seen scattered on the street. From their conversation, Morgans has smelled some big news.

[The royal family of Frevans has abandoned this place. This place is no longer a land. What should we do? ]

[Join Piltover if King Oran is willing to accept us.]

Similar voices are everywhere. That is the news that Oran arranged to spread in advance. It does not need a lot. In this environment, only a few people can make the news spread quickly.

"Your Majesty Oran, do you want to announce to the world that Frevans belongs to Piltover from now on? This is really big news."

If Frevans is not a member country, Morgans will not be so interested. After all, those lands are no longer a land in legal terms, and the member countries can do whatever they want.

But Frevans is also registered with the World Government. Even if the royal family has fled now, this will not change.

Suppose Piltover directly occupies this place, Morgans can't say what will happen.

If it were normal times, a war would be inevitable if the allied countries were so blatantly fighting for territory.

But the current situation is that even if the royal family of Frevans wants to fight, they may not be able to gather a single soldier.

From the moment they gave up Frevans, Frevans was destined not to support them anymore, but bloody conflict is still possible.

The death caused by war is eye-catching, and it is also one of his favorite news materials.

"Don't talk nonsense. I have always followed the rules. I am here only for humanitarian relief. However, during the investigation, I found a small problem. It depends on whether you dare to expose it."

Oran picked up a document bag and threw it to Morgans, gesturing for him to see what was inside.

[Platinum-lead disease is not an infectious disease, but a conspiracy that the royal family of Freifans has concealed for hundreds of years. Although the use of platinum-lead products will not harm health, mining minerals will]

"King Oran, you are so generous."

"What, you don't dare to report it?"

"How is it possible? Such news must not only be reported, but also widely publicized! Otherwise, it would be a failure to live up to the news. However, the impact of this news will not be small after it is released."

There are many tyrants and foolish kings on the sea, and other countries are too lazy to care about other countries' affairs. Some people even take the initiative to learn the tyrannical practices.

But this kind of thing cannot be said openly. Once the actions of the Freifans royal family, which use the lives of the whole country to make profits for themselves, are made public, other kings will have to condemn each other in order to show that they are not the kind of people who are complicit. .

As long as the news is released, the royal family of Freifans will be completely put on the pillar of shame. If the world government does not help them, they will basically never be able to turn around.

Thinking of the rumors on the street before, Morgans also had some guesses about Olan's thoughts.

"Is Frevans going to change his name in the future?"

"Who knows, the news the day after tomorrow has nothing to do with tomorrow, right? Abu, show him the photo."

A stack of photos was taken into the hands of Morgans. The miserable appearance of Frevans was recorded in the photos. Under these photos, there were the army maintaining law and order, busy medical staff, and recovering patients.

"The camera angle is good. Your Majesty Oran, would you like to consider letting him work here? I think the World Economic News Agency will allow him to fully utilize his talents."

Morgans knew the meaning of these photos very well and did not object. Comparison could better highlight the corruption of the Freifans royal family. The more incompetent they were portrayed, the more sales of the newspaper would be increased.

Olan gave Morgans the news, and Morgans had to give feedback to the other party in the news. Morgans couldn't be better at things like spring and autumn brushwork.

The next day, a newspaper called The Truth of Frevans spread to the world as the news bird flew.