Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3395 Fruit Trees Without Bugs

Eleanor didn't finish her sentence-some things didn't need to be fully said. The livestream had long since spread beyond viewers from Dornia and Montiria, its influence now so massive that it reached audiences across the entire global network. One hundred million... five hundred million... one billion... The terrifying number of viewers continued to skyrocket, reaching an unprecedented level.

'Those who said Montiria had turned into hell-take a good look! Under the leadership of the Regent, we're doing just fine!'

A citizen of Montiria sent a comment on the screen. These past few days, he had been infuriated by rumors from other countries. Our Montiria is doing great! Who dares to say otherwise?

'Oh my God, didn't they say Montiria was overrun by Night Vines and had turned into a living hell?'

'Dude, that's old news. Go check out the Dornia forums.'

'What a beautiful environment! Weren't they saying it was infested with vines? Where are they?'

Eleanor's face lit up with a smile as more comments rolled across the screen.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Eleanor, the host of this live stream. Many of you have heard rumors about Montiria being overrun by vines and taken over by the regent, but I'm here to debunk those rumors officially-they're all false."

...

At the Cunningham Manor of Bainbridge, Terrance sipped his coffee with a calm expression while Mark sat beside him, watching the live stream on his phone.

"Matthew has already maximized his influence. What are you still waiting for?" Mark frowned as he asked.

Terrance turned his head slightly, speaking softly, "Why the rush? These mindless fools are double-edged swords. We can guide them when the time comes, and they'll become the perfect weapon to deal with Matthew and his people." Terrance's confident words seemed to calm Mark slightly, though unease still lingered in his heart.

"What about cutting off the grain exports? I've got a bad feeling about it."

"I've already sent someone to handle it. Don't worry."

As the two discussed, Eleanor's camera panned to a nearby field, depicting men with bare torsos busy working the land with hoes.

"Everyone, this is a newly developed field specifically for growing grain."

Eleanor pointed to a pile of crops in the distance, speaking to the camera. 'Don't they get tired?'

'That's just their daily routine. You haven't worked in the fields before.'

'Rubbish! I've been farming since I was eighteen. I've never stopped in over a decade. Don't question my honor!'

'Is that guy above starting a fight?'

'Do we even need to ask? Bro, come with us!'

Most of the comments in the

livestream chat were lighthearted

livestful. Any negative or insulting

and

comments were immediately drowned out by the rest.

"Viewers, here we have fruits grown by the villagers themselves-apples, pears, mangoes, and more." Eleanor pointed toward an orchard nearby. The cameraman skillfully zoomed in on the scene.

Morning dew glistened on the fruits, forming a layer of crystal-clear droplets. The fruits were large, clean, and flawless, without any sign of insect damage.

"Look at thèse fruits-they're perfect! I you betdn't find a single bug if you turned this entire chard upside down. Want to know a why?"

even

She held up a massive mango, smiling as she looked into the camera.