The rain wasn't too heavy, so it was just right to be able to wash off the mud on my body and the cow's body.
Jiang Yao took off her top: "Little Zhe, give me your clothes too and I'll wash them for you!"
"Thanks, but Yao Yao, could you please not wave that in front of me? It would be disrespectful not to look at you, but looking at you would also make me seem lustful."
Jiang Yao gave a charming pout: "I don't mind!"
From the other side came the cow's painful moos.
It looked like things weren't going so smoothly!
After a while, the cow stopped mooing!
After another while, Shen Bing walked over dejectedly.
"Give it to me straight - are mother and calf safe or are both dead?"
"Neither."
Shen Bing shook his head: "This cow used up too much energy before, and it's her first calf. She simply doesn't have the strength to give birth to the calf. She's exhausted."
Tang Xiaoguo nodded: "I think carbon roasted would be better."
Tang Linqian shook her head slightly: "Let's boil it - add bay leaves and fishmint herbs to make the flavor more complex."
Jiang Yao said: "After all, I raised it with my own hands. I don't have the heart to eat its meat. Just save me some broth later without any chili!"
Shen Bing was at a total loss: "Ladies, that's not what I meant for you to discuss! Everyone come here, you too, Lu Zhe."
The six of them crouched around the fainted mother cow, with two small calf legs sticking out of the cow's behind, occasionally twitching.
Shen Bing's face was solemn as he said: "Now we're faced with the most common familial drama - do we save the adult or the child?"
Lin Qianqian worriedly said: "Has it come to that?"
Shen Bing nodded: "The mother cow doesn't have enough strength to give birth to the calf, and I can't pull it out either."
Ning Shu said: "Lu Zhe has a lot of strength, why don't we let him try!"
Lu Zhe grasped the calf's legs and pulled, then gave up: "Can't pull it out."
Tang Xiaoguo was surprised: "You didn't even use any strength!"
Shen Bing sighed: "What Lu Zhe did was right! What I meant by 'pull out' isn't by brute force. The calf is stuck inside now, if we rip off its legs or spine in our pulling, the calf will be crippled. But like this we can disintegrate the calf inside the mother cow to save her."
"That's too pitiful!"
When the girls were chatting earlier they could discuss various cooking methods breezily, but now crouched in front of the mother cow on her last legs, they were all moved to compassion.
"If her baby is gone, she must feel terrible, right?"
Shen Bing nodded: "The other option is to damage the mother cow's body, pull the calf out completely intact, but that risks massive bleeding for the mother cow."
Lu Zhe contemplated: "We can raise the calf from young, and the mother cow can still provide milk. Isn't there really any other way?"
Shen Bing shrugged: "At least I don't have any other solutions right now."
Lu Zhe nodded and looked towards Ning Shu: "Let's hear what our theory expert thinks?"
"Me?" Ning Shu thought for a moment: "How would I know? Afraid of draining the battery, I haven't charged my phone for days..."
"How much do you remember?"
"For humans, we could use a C-section or lateral incision. A C-section means cutting open the abdomen, and a lateral incision is..."
Ning Shu really didn't know how to describe it, so she scratched a diagram on the cow's butt with a stick: "To prevent tearing the birth canal, make an incision here."
The few girls simultaneously shuddered delicately, unconsciously squeezing their legs together.
Lu Zhe nodded: "In short, expand the opening."
"Something like that."
Lu Zhe thought for a moment: "Given the current situation, a C-section is impossible. Opening up its belly now would basically kill it. We can consider using a lateral incision to help the mother cow give birth smoothly!"
"Who's going to do it?"
All the girls, Shen Bing included, shook their heads vigorously like rattles drums.
"Ding! New mission: Complete the cow surgery to allow the mother cow to safely give birth to the calf.
Reward: +2 potential points!"
Lu Zhe nodded. He said solemnly: "Since none of you can do it, it looks like I'll have to. Luckily it's passed out, saves us having to find anesthetic."
"Lu Zhe, do you know what you're doing?"
"I have absolutely no clue, but that won't stop me acting like an awesome doctor! We'll just have to wing it on feeling!"
"An awe...some doctor?"
But some things sound easy but are extremely difficult in execution - you need to know what you're doing.
Lu Zhe started arranging the surgery:
First, the scalpel needs to be thin and sharp!
The dinner knife sharpened into a blade can manage.
Second, to prevent heavy bleeding, we need a hemostatic.
Grinding dried palm tree bark into powder makes palm charcoal, an excellent hemostatic.
Third, we need sutures. Guo Er's earrings can barely pierce human skin, but cowhide is so thick, don't even think about it.
Ants can't be used for the sutures either, the tensile strength is too low.
Lu Zhe prepared to use thinner nails and banana fiber thread instead. The method is to push one nailed with thread through, then use another nail to pull it out from the other end. The nails don't need to penetrate the cowhide fully, they can still complete the suturing.
This requires an exceptionally sharp nail, and the suturer needs rather extraordinary skill.
Sharpening the nails isn't difficult, and Lu Zhe's arm was slashed by the bear, so he has professional suturing skills.
Take advantage of the mother cow's fainting to get started!
Lu Zhe sterilized the tools, and with Ning Shu's help, made a 5 cm lateral incision on the cow's butt. The mother cow let out a pained moo, but she truly had no strength left to struggle, she could only let the blood pour steadily out.
The two looked at each other!
Lu Zhe asked: "Is it more blood than normal, or did we cut something we shouldn't have?"
Ning Shu blankly shook her head: "Don't know!"
But right now they couldn't consider hemostasis, they had to hurry and pull the calf out!
Lu Zhe firmly grasped the calf's legs, slowly applied force, and finally pulled out a wet little calf covered in mucus from the mother cow's behind.
"Guo Er and Qianqian, take care of the calf!"
"Got it...wait, how do we take care of it?"
Lu Zhe didn't have time to explain. He hurriedly cut the umbilical cord, pressed palm charcoal-wrapped cloth to the bleeding, but large amounts of blood still flowed out between his fingers.
"Seems cows and humans aren't the same!"
"Of course they're not the same, but we saved the calf, right?"
Looking back, not so easily!
The calf lay on the ground, ceaselessly convulsing, its mouth opening and closing while making gurgling sounds.
Qianqian and Guo Er stood there, completely at a loss.
It was still Shen Bing who quickly took out a syringe water gun, shoved the cylinder at the calf's nose, forcefully pulled back, sucking out a bunch of mucus. Then he aimed at the other nostril, sucking out another huge lump of mucus.
After repeating this several times, the calf's breathing finally steadied. After another while, it struggled to move its limbs until it shakily stood up.

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”