Following the library eye-care program, Piltover has proposed a medical service program this year, but this time it's not free medical care; instead, it's a paid service providing medical technical support.
"King Oran, are you very passionate about charity?"
The king, standing to the side, was quite curious. In their own country, the royal family was free to do whatever they wanted, whether it was tyranny or benevolent rule, and they would not interfere.
However, Oran's actions seemed somewhat thankless to them, and after thinking about it for a long time, they still couldn't figure out what Oran's purpose was.
"It's a personal preference, but the main problem is that there have been more and more quack doctors in recent years. Those half-baked doctors can't even properly install a prosthetic body, which in the end has affected our reputation."
Another reason is that, with the help of a certain king who wishes to remain anonymous, Piltover has a sufficient number of doctors, and with the addition of newly graduated doctors in recent years, medical resources are somewhat excessive.
Doctors who don't have hands-on experience develop too slowly; they need suitable opportunities to practice.
The expansion of prosthetics has also led to the emergence of many prosthetic doctors who have obtained second-hand prosthetics from other channels. These prosthetics may be obsolete or even damaged junk.
After being modified and combined by these people, these discarded prosthetic bodies were able to be reused.
However, many of these people did not receive systematic training in Piltover and had little understanding of neural interface technology, resulting in inferior products.
These counterfeit and substandard products have flooded the market, causing some impact.
The goal of this charity event is to build reputation and expand influence, and to provide doctors with a suitable place to practice.
There was far less opposition this time compared to the last time the library was built, since the kings themselves could also use medical care.
This includes those who just voted against it. This is the daily reality between countries. If there is no deep-seated animosity, a policy that was hotly debated one day can be resolved in the next with arms around each other and cooperation achieved the same result.
However, they had a new problem: who was the king Oran was referring to who refused to reveal his name?
Judging from Oran's words, it seems the king has given all the doctors in his country to Piltover.
They seem to find no other adjective to describe this behavior except "stupid".
"By the way, have any of you kings noticed that the group calling themselves the Revolutionary Army has become quite active? Their predecessor was the Self-Defense Army, which always organizes demonstrations. Perhaps we should pay attention to them?"
"They're just petty thieves. Is it really necessary to expend so much energy on them? Besides, we have the navy, don't we? We can leave these troublesome matters to them."
Oran didn't take the suggestion seriously at all, and this attitude influenced the other kings. In the end, the so-called risk warning was simply ignored as a joke.
The seven-day world conference ended in a noisy manner, but this conference seems to have given rise to a strange tale: rashly approaching the princess of Piltover may lead to misfortune.
This is the result of Uta and Perona's joint efforts. Both the Spirit-Spirit Fruit and the Song-Song Fruit have ways to make people die without them realizing it. For these royals who value their reputation, such behavior is undoubtedly fatal.
"So, Uta, how do you feel about this place?"
"Yeah, there are a lot of annoying guys, but it's still tolerable. At least they've been much more well-behaved in the last few days."
Uta has better social skills than Frankenstein and Perona. Perhaps because of her love for singing, she also enjoys communicating with others, but she is not very good at understanding other people's feelings.
They hope to bring their own vision of beauty to the other person, but lack an understanding of what the other person truly thinks.
"If the older sisters don't want to come here in the future, then let me come instead. Although I'm not as good at fighting as Sister Fran and Sister Riley, I can still help you, Dad Oran."
"Your potential is no less than theirs. There are some things that only you can do. Let's go. Practice your Devil Fruit ability again on the way back."
Okay~
Piltover's ships embarked on their return journey, and on the seas of the New World, a pink dragon emerged from the clouds.
Flames surrounded Lyriana's body, and Sanji's figure could be seen on the flames.
"Sanji, get ready, we're about to land."
"yes!"
Lyriana gave Sanji a heads-up, then flew toward the island that resembled a giant birthday cake. Undoubtedly, this was Charlotte Linlin's territory, and Sanji had been brought here for further training.
Through daily training, Sanji has built a solid foundation and has reached the point where he needs further training.
Charlotte Linlin's tea party invitation happened to be delivered to Lyriana, so Sanji was brought along as well.
With a recipe and enough talent, a good mentor can teach you a few times, and then it's just a matter of practice.
This time, I brought Sanji here just for a short-term crash course in desserts. We'll see how it goes before deciding whether he should stay here permanently.
"Princess Leliana, is this island made entirely of food?"
"That's right, as you can see, the main body of this island is a giant cake, and the buildings on the island are all edible."
"What a dreamlike country!"
For chefs, an island made of ingredients is paradise, and chefs who have just arrived at Cake Island are always attracted by its beautiful appearance.
"Dreamlike? In this awful ocean, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand is indeed not bad, and Sister Lingling's dream is also wonderful. Unfortunately, as Sister Lingling got older, she also became strange."
Just a heads-up, if the chefs here aren't qualified, they'll die.
As she said this, Lyliana lifted Sanji up. After all, the height difference between the two was too great. Seeing Sanji's somewhat frightened expression, she laughed out loud.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. It's true that cooking here is quite dangerous, but you're a guest of Piltover, so you still have some prestige here. Come with me to a tea party first, and then I'll arrange a chef for you."
But judging from this, it seems Sister Lingling's food cravings have flared up again.
Looking around, Lyliana didn't see anyone to greet her, which was unusual.
Even ordinary guests are treated to hospitality by the Big Mom Pirates during the tea party, let alone Lyriana.
At the very least, only three Sweet Commanders or the eldest son would be qualified to greet her. The fact that the Big Mom Pirates were all alone could only mean that they were in trouble.
The patrol boats on the perimeter are still patrolling as usual, so the problem must lie inside.
After sensing the atmosphere inside Whole Cake Island, Leriana shook her head.
"Let's go. I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky, but you just happen to be able to see the greatest danger on Whole Cake Island."
I walked more than ten kilometers and fell asleep when I got back.
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