Sharing the God of War Catalog was not omnipotent.
"No, Little Senior Sister Lu's injuries haven't improved," Yin Wuyou said worriedly. "Can you save her?"
"As long as they don't worsen, don't worry about it." Zhou Shu thought for a moment and said, "It takes time for the pill to take effect."
"But…"
"Grand Minister, concern leads to confusion," Zhou Shu said. "How about this? If her injuries don't improve in a few days, I'll think of another way."
"Alright then." Yin Wuyou could only nod.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
After they said just two words, Shi Songtao ran over in a hurry.
The busiest person in the camp was definitely the deputy pavilion master of the Huaxia Pavilion, Shi Songtao.
Not only did he have to handle the chores in the camp, but he also had to manage the miners and find time to forge.
From morning to night, he barely had time to rest.
"What happened now?" Zhou Shu said.