Seven Seas Beacon Fire

In the past few days, Zhu Miaoyun has been vomiting everything she eats. Her once slightly plump figure has now become as thin as a female celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry.

While the former Empire of Letania may not have been known as a nation on wheels like Colombia, cities like Hamburg at least had relatively busy main roads. However, the main roads are now quiet and even somewhat dull. Letania has not closed the roads, presumably because there are hardly any cars on the road, so closing them or not makes little difference.

However, just as we were passing a slightly bustling intersection, a piercing roar of an engine suddenly tore through the dullness of the street.

Two brightly painted, extravagantly styled sports cars suddenly sped out of a side alley like wild horses, their engines roaring and tires screeching on the not-so-clean pavement. Ignoring traffic rules, they practically grazed the bumper of the lead car in Li Che's convoy, brazenly taking over the main road!

The sudden danger prompted the escorting Leitanian police vehicles to immediately sound their sirens and blare their whistles.

Several police officers quickly got out of their car and tried to stop the two reckless sports cars. The sports cars finally came to a reluctant stop in the middle of the road, just a few meters away from Li Che's car.

The car window rolled down, revealing several young faces, each brimming with arrogance. In the driver's seat sat a blond young man, wearing a flashy silk shirt with the collar open, a cigar dangling from his mouth. His companions in the passenger seat and back seat were equally well-dressed, each with a stylishly dressed woman nestled beside them, giggling sweetly.

They exuded an air of extravagance, a mixture of cologne, cigars, and champagne. Facing the approaching police, these young men showed no remorse or fear, but rather displayed only impatience.

The blond youth even blew a smoke ring at the lead officer and complained in accented slang, implying that the police were meddling and blocking their way.

"Gentlemen! Attention! This is an important convoy of foreign dignitaries!" the policeman warned sternly, but his voice sounded somewhat powerless under the contemptuous look in the other party's eyes.

"Alright, alright, I got it." The blond youth waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away flies.

He even glanced in the direction of Li Che's convoy, his eyes filled with nothing but annoyance at the "obstacles." His companion beside him shrugged dramatically and gave the police a flippant gesture. The engine roared to life again, and the sports car sped away under the police's helpless gaze, leaving behind a trail of arrogant laughter and acrid exhaust smoke before quickly disappearing around the street corner.

To be honest, this incident was rather absurd. Although going to the train station this morning was an unplanned decision made on short notice, and Letania may not have all the effective contingency plans, the fact that a few young men speeding almost collided with a convoy of foreign guests shows that the current Letania government is really too incompetent.

Soon, the Leitanian police chief, who was on guard duty, jogged up to the car where Li Che was sitting. He gently knocked on the window, and Li Che opened the window a crack, looking at the Leitanian man expressionlessly.

"I apologize, Your Highness, there was an accident just now. We will deal severely with those young masters who were speeding."

“I originally thought that people in your country were so poor that they could hardly afford black bread anymore, but I didn’t expect to see such a dashing young man.” Li Che’s words were very “emotionally intelligent.”

The ambassador, who was accompanying the ambassador and serving as his interpreter, then spoke directly to the Leitanian police chief: "Your Highness is very disappointed with your arrangements and security measures. Mr. Schneider, I would like to ask you, if those people had not been young masters but assassins, would they have already thrown their bombs next to Your Highness's car?"

Schneider was already sweating profusely. Although he cursed those young masters a thousand times in his heart, he still had to put on a smiling face on the surface: "We will definitely handle this matter properly. Those speeding guys, we will definitely arrest them and give His Highness an explanation."

"These days, people who can still race cars on the street and dress so smartly must be quite extraordinary. Can you tell me who those people who were racing just now were?"

After a moment's hesitation, Schneider told the truth: "The blond man in the lead is the youngest son of the president of our local Leitanian Imperial Bank in Hamburg."

"What a typical rich kid, living a life of luxury and indulgence..." Li Che didn't say anything more, but simply rolled up the car window again. Could he really afford to fly into a rage and berate these Leitanians for the little incident that had just happened?

Does it make sense?

Moreover, although the Letanians have some makeshift organizations, there is never a shortage of even more makeshift organizations in this world. Li Che remembered that in another world, his third brother, Mo Laoxian, had a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles. When they were inspecting a place, they stopped at a gas station to refuel. It turned out that the gas station had a problem with the fuel. It wasn't that the fuel was mixed with water, but that it was completely water that was mixed with fuel. As a result, all the vehicles broke down, and more than a dozen vehicles had to be returned by manpower.

Could any makeshift organization in Letania be any more rudimentary than this?

He came to Letania to pick up bargains. If it weren't for Letania, the whole country would be in this mess, and he wouldn't be here to pick up these bargains.

Moreover, the most important thing now is to get to Berlin as soon as possible and find a doctor to treat Zhu Miaoyun. Sometimes, acclimatization problems are like diarrhea; they may not seem like a big deal, but they can be really serious when they flare up.

Chapter 393 If medicine doesn't work, try metaphysics!

Inside Sanssouci Palace, the medical experts from both the Tang Dynasty and Letania were frantically scratching their heads in frustration.

Each of the doctors here is capable of serving as a department head in one of the top hospitals in either country, but no one expected that they would all be stumped by a simple case of acclimatization issues.

The medical team accompanying the Blue Space on the Tang Dynasty side includes two general practitioners, one traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, two general surgeons, as well as related anesthesiologists, nurses, etc. Don't ask why they are general surgeons instead of senior surgeons or gold surgeons.

Frankly speaking, whether it's food poisoning or a shooting, as long as the two princes don't die on the spot, these medical personnel have a very high chance of pulling you back from the brink of death.

The problem is that incurable diseases exist in this world.

The concept of terminal illness doesn't necessarily mean that all terminal illnesses are fatal. Some terminal illnesses are the kind that won't kill you but won't get better either. Zhu Miaoyun's severe acclimatization problem certainly doesn't qualify as a terminal illness, but given that the Crown Prince resolutely refused to take a certain "heroine" special medicine... there really wasn't any effective way to alleviate it.

As for what kind of drug the female hero is, let me just say that if you took such a legal special drug to the 21st century, you would definitely be arrested by anti-drug police as a performance indicator.

That's how medicine is these days. Saying it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause is just flattering many doctors of this era, especially in Europe. From headaches and fevers to insomnia or tuberculosis, doctors prescribe these things almost like a panacea.

Upon seeing the medicine bottle, Li Che immediately smashed it. The Crown Prince didn't want his consort to use special medicine, so I increased the dosage for the doctors. Currently, the most effective medicine is the traditional Chinese medicine Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, but even that isn't enough to fully recover Zhu Miaoyun.

Previously, when they were in the Victorian Empire, Zhu Miaoyun's acclimatization problem wasn't so severe. However, after leaving the Victorian Empire, her acclimatization problem worsened further in the harsh sea conditions of the North Sea. The two surgeons were of little help at this point, and the two general practitioners were somewhat broad in their professional skills but not in any specialization. Or perhaps no one expected that acclimatization problem could be so bizarre.

Upon arriving in Letania, Letania treated its former ally from the East with the highest level of hospitality. Not only did they arrange for her to stay at Sanssouci Palace, a palace that had been vacated since the abdication of the King of Letania, but they also quickly assembled top-notch doctors specializing in endocrinology, immunology, hematology, and cardiovascular diseases after learning about Zhu Miaoyun's symptoms.

In the Western medical community, there is actually no concept of "acclimatization issues." In Letania, based on Tysonfe's symptoms, experts from all possible medical fields of internal medicine were brought in. It can be said that the Letanian medical community adopted a "total war" approach to deal with the situation.

As a result, the doctors worked all day but couldn't find anything wrong. Finally, after a joint consultation, several experts came up with a diagnosis that was to switch to a completely new and effective drug.

Hmm, Li Che glanced at the prescription and tore it up on the spot. These days, everyone in the medical field is a Breaking Bad. He had rejected that heroine in the Victorian Empire before, and now they're playing Breaking Bad with me, huh?

Li Che really wanted to grab these doctors by the collar and question them: Is this the only medication they can prescribe these days?

However, thinking about how the Western medical community in another world also liked to overuse various opioid drugs, Li Che could only sigh with a headache that no matter what year it was, the Western medical community's practices were really the same.

The renowned doctors from various fields in Letania who had been invited did indeed feel embarrassed, and later in the evening they all took their leave somewhat awkwardly.

Although quite dissatisfied with the doctors' professional competence, Li Che maintained excellent manners and didn't act like some domineering CEOs in female-oriented novels who would say, "If you can't cure Zhu Miaoyun, I'll make you all pay with your lives."

Before the last endocrinologist left, the old man from Letania hesitated for a moment while shaking hands with Li Che before asking, "Your Highness, do you believe in God?"

???

I didn't blame you for not curing my wife's illness, but how come a doctor like you suddenly started doing missionary work?

Although Li Che was somewhat puzzled by this abrupt question, he certainly knew what to answer at this moment, since the other party's question was actually asked with a certain degree of presupposition.

"Although I am not a believer in any religion, I do believe that there are some extraordinary forces in this world."

Li Che continued the old man's words. Well, of course he was willing to believe that extraordinary powers existed in this world. Superwoman, Scarlet Witch, Crimson Kite Immortal, Sky Strike General, the Magistrate of Jinzhou... Li Che would accept any of them.

“I saw sincerity in Your Highness’s eyes.” The old doctor nodded with some relief. “Your Highness, there are still many diseases in the world that we cannot overcome with our current medical methods. Since human science cannot solve them, why don’t you place your hopes on the power of the gods?”

Li Che raised an eyebrow. In the other world, he had only heard that Xun Ge'er had given up medicine to pursue literature. How come the doctors in Lycania not only treated patients but also worked as priests or bishops?

If all doctors in Letania are like this, then Letania's pediatrics department is truly worrying...

“I don’t quite understand what you mean,” Li Che said bluntly. “Do you want me to go to church to pray?”

"No." The old man shook his head. "My suggestion may be a bit presumptuous for you. If it offends you, then I apologize in advance."

"It's alright, sir, you can speak freely."

"Has Your Highness ever heard of witches?"

Li Che nodded. I've heard a lot about witches, both serious and unserious ones. I've even read a fantasy novel about witches. The prince in that novel, with the help of a group of witches with extraordinary powers, farms and develops his life. Apart from a few girls that readers think he should have married but didn't, it's quite a good read.

What kind of witch are you talking about?

“I’ve heard that in the Middle Ages in Europe, witches were burned at the stake by the church. Didn’t the Victorian Empire burn a very famous witch more than 400 years ago?”

The old man shook his head: "Joan of Arc was undoubtedly a saint. She brought miracles and hope to Gaul at that time. Your Highness, I happen to know a girl who, like Joan of Arc, was blessed by God. Although most people who know her now still call her the 'Black Witch,' she will eventually make others realize that she is a living saint."

Li Che turned his head and cast a somewhat complicated look at the Leitanian diplomat next to him, the meaning in his eyes being—didn't you Leitania screen out mental patients beforehand when you found us a doctor?

What is favored by the gods? What possesses miraculous qualities...?

Damn, this is a materialistic world, okay?

Although both Zhu Miaoyun and I experienced the miraculous phenomenon of time travel, we never saw any gods or systems before or after the journey. Theoretically, time travel can be explained using scientific concepts, and Li Che, who has lived in this world for so long, is even more certain that there are no supernatural powers in this world.

If my life were a novel, even if the story wasn't halfway through, it would probably have three or four hundred chapters by now, right? Aside from some old-fashioned urban harem novels he'd seen in another world, where else could you find one where the beginning was all about material events, and then suddenly it all turned into a cultivation story?

"Could you be more explicit? That girl you mentioned, can she resolve my wife's current symptoms?"

"I am not sure."

The old man's words almost made Li laugh. The Tania diplomat was also about to step forward to separate the two. Today, the Republic of Letania had really lost face. Not only were the doctors they brought in unable to solve the problem, but there was even a mentally ill person mixed in!

It's hard to believe that the former head of internal medicine at Irwin Hospital in Potsdam, a well-known endocrinologist, would turn out to be a madman.

However, the old man, panting heavily, added, "I personally witnessed this girl cure patients with the great flu using only well water. During the great flu outbreak, the survival rate of patients in the shelter where the girl worked was even higher than in our hospital wards. My colleagues even tried to find out how the girl did all this, but in the end, they could only attribute it to God's will. The girl herself said that she grew up under the protection of a group of angels and heard God's will when she was once on the verge of death."

..........

Li Che felt that the situation was becoming increasingly strange.

"What's that girl's name?"

"I'm not entirely sure of her exact name. When this girl first showed her magical abilities, she was called the Black Witch by those around her, but now more and more people are starting to call her—Saint Heimer."

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"Your Holiness, my husband has not been able to find any work for six months. His leg was injured in the war, and now he can't do heavy work or support the family. Can you restore my husband's leg to health?"

"Your Holiness, my daughter has become mentally impaired due to a high fever caused by the flu. Can you bless her and restore her health?"

“Your Holiness, when the war just ended, I received a letter from my lover at the front. He said that his troops had laid down their weapons and would soon be able to return to marry me. But since then, I have not heard from Muller. Can you tell me where my Muller is?”

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty..."

In this somewhat low-rise building, over a hundred people had already squeezed into the space of just over a hundred square meters. Some were even bending over, struggling to squeeze through the low wooden door into the cramped first-floor room.

Among these people, some had eyes full of fervor, some full of hope, some with a hint of doubt, and others with silent scrutiny.

Everyone who enters these rooms can take turns queuing up to shake hands with the girl sitting behind a table at the very back of the filth and receive her blessing.

Although the so-called blessing was just a cup of bean sprout soup made by the girl herself, for Letania at this moment, putting aside the girl's legendary experiences and magical "abilities," being able to get a free bowl of bean sprout soup was already extremely rare.

If you want to buy bean sprouts and make bean sprout soup yourself, the final cost in marks will definitely be equal to the weight of a bowl of soup.

During the soup-serving phase, the girl will not answer any questions. She will simply shake hands with each believer who enters in silence, and then personally serve them a bowl of bean sprout soup.

After the entire pot of soup was served, although there were still people who hadn't had any soup yet, someone came up and draped a robe over the girl. It was a robe that was entirely black. Although it couldn't cover her head like a hood when draped over her shoulders, the girl, whose face originally looked somewhat childish, seemed to have gained a touch of divinity under the black robe.

After stepping onto the wooden crates used as a stage, the girl looked around at the people gathered there today. At least a year ago, this was the same place, the same spot that used to be a beer bar. Now, it seemed to have become the cradle for her growth and expansion.

Without much deliberate advertising, the word-of-mouth among the workers alone transformed the once deserted bar into a packed house in just over a year.

Sylvie Heimer is now incredibly confident that all of this is a divine decree, that the gods are secretly helping her.

“I have heard your prayers for blessings, but I am sorry that I cannot respond to each of your requests at this time…” Sylvie Heimer said. “I cannot change your past experiences and encounters according to your needs, but I believe that the merciful Lord will surely give the most devout lamb the treasure he needs most at this moment.”

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PS: Hill makes a dazzling appearance! Three years have passed since her last appearance on the timeline. Why is Hill, who should be studying at the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, here?

I'll keep it a secret for now, and I won't reveal it next time either, hehe.

I'll correct the typos tomorrow after I wake up; I'm too sleepy.

Take a day off

Adjust your schedule and get some rest.

In addition, some readers' comments about the plot development in the last chapter really confused me. Do I look like the kind of author who would kill off the female lead halfway through the story?

At most, I'll livestream myself taking a dump in the group chat when I'm drunk, okay?

I also saw some friends saying that Hill got Zhang Jiao's script or something, but that's not true. Hill got a crazy version of Joan of Arc's script. As for why it's crazy, it's because of Hill's experiences in the few years that are currently left blank in the plot. She was able to go to the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts with her best friend before, so how did it end up like this?

That's so hard to guess! (I'm sure of it)

I suggest you search for the answer to the hilarious question, "What would you do if you went back to when Hill was a kid?" The comments are just plain ridiculous; the people who answered are probably worried the squid might live too long.

Chapter 394 The beggars are getting picky.

"Li Che, do you love me...?"

"Of course I love you. How are you feeling now?"

"If you really love me... then don't eat late-night snacks in this room in front of me!"

After Zhu Miaoyun's somewhat pale face erupted with a blush following her furious roar.

Li Che silently put down the roasted pork knuckle from Letania. Although he had eaten braised pork knuckle in China, this was the first time he had ever tasted the authentic roasted pork knuckle from Letania. He had only seen it before on the menu of the Dragon Slaying Academy cafeteria in a novel by an old thief in Zhu Miaoyun's world.

To be honest, this stuff is pretty delicious, but Zhu Miaoyun, who has had little appetite these past few days because of how she's been gnawing on a pork knuckle, is somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Don't be angry, two more experts will be coming from out of town to take a look at you tomorrow..."

"Don't let those doctors bother me anymore. I'm just having some water and soil incompatibility; I'm not going to die... Ugh—"

Although the roasted pork knuckle did whet Zhu Miaoyun's appetite, when the smell of the roasted pork knuckle wafted into her nose, her physiological nausea made her want to vomit.

"I know you're not critically ill, but you don't look sick; you look more like you're pregnant."

"I just got my period, so don't mention pregnancy again! Get your braised pork knuckle out of here right now!"