Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

  Chapter 375 Primary economic warfare of the undead

  Kes hides behind Hill, making faces at the tall earth element lord.

  Hill grabbed his little arm helplessly, and brought this unconvincing element of wind to his eyes: "What do you think of Corundern's words?"

"I'm so small, and I don't get in the way." Case said confidently. "I'll pass as soon as I go. They have to drill in the gap for a long time, slowly, chatting while drilling, I'm going to die! I'm so worried! Don't want to wait!"

  "But that's a gap opened by the Lord of the Earth Elemental for his own convenience!" Hill said to Keys very seriously, "The exit of the Elemental Realm is in Lord Krondern's house.

  If other elemental spirits enter your cloud house without saying hello, would you be happy to welcome them? "

   Keith was silent for a while: "But didn't he let the elemental elves pass through at will?"

  "Other elements will say hello before they come in!" Krend said without a sigh of anger, "I will line up too! I will fly past my face without a whistle, and then fly over with a whistle!

  It took me a long time before I slap you to death! "

"The magic tower underground is the territory of the earth element. If other elements want to go to the element world through our place, they will also greet the earth element in the basement instead of flying directly over our head!" Christo, who has always been talkative Val was not too happy anymore.

  "The wood element is also very small, we have been in line all the time, why can't you?" Elonaen, who was next to him, couldn't help but danced and asked Keith.

  Hill saw that the lord of the water elemental Lundil was also standing there, and knew that Case really made these elemental elves uncomfortable.

  Elemental elves are all chronic children. This is the first time to face the impatient wind element. It is estimated that it will take a while to get used to it.

"That was my mistake. I thought anyone could go!" Case, who bowed his head and thought for a while, finally realized that although the passage was on Hill’s territory, it did not belong to Hill. He wanted to get from someone’s house. By the way, you have to say hello to the original owner.

  And queuing is polite, unless it is a particularly urgent matter, it is best not to break.

   Seeing that the wind element patriarch's suit was soft, the earth elements let go of his tribe.

  Hill looked at the Wind Elemental Elf who flew back to the cloud house to hide in an instant, and frowned: "No wonder you haven't become the lord yet, Case, are you split again?"

"When I become the lord, it is not the tribe who will be split, but my children. A lord of the elements can separate a child out of it for thousands of years." Case said dejectedly, "I don't want to wait for the tribe to grow up. Split again, too slow!"

  Hill froze for a moment, he had forgotten that Case was the first wind elemental spirit in the world. The initial split was only the wind element generated by the law with the help of him. It was only a family member of Case rather than a family member.

  Wait until he becomes the lord of the elements, the law can no longer borrow the body of Keith, and the wind elemental spirit will return to the normal growth path of the element family.

   But even though most of the power is law, Case has also paid a lot, and his delay to the current path of the element lord can prove his dedication.

"But Case, when Cristobal followed me, there were only a few dozen people." Hill touched his whirlwind head, "the water element and the wood element are less, you see, they have become so big. Are you the clan? Case, you need to trust your clan, how can you say, you are a great patriarch with hundreds of clan members!"

   "I see." Case said honestly, "I must be legendary too, otherwise I might really be beaten to death next time I do something wrong."

  Hill's eyes narrowed: Why are you so sure that you still make mistakes?

  The Case in his memory, or the shy little poor man who would rather hide in a pendant and live an elemental life. When did this become the meat of the hob?

   Hill looked up at the Cloud House, looked down, and saw the small labyrinth of Aglaia at the fountain.

There are so many element lords, why do you want to learn from the undead? Hill almost asked, but finally held back.

  Compared with Keith, other elements spend more time in contact with the undead, and they have no interest in the undead at all.

  This is probably the nature of the wind element, but it has been a bit more learned from the undead.

   "Keyes, if it's because you are causing trouble, I won't care." Hill tried to keep his voice calm.

   "It doesn't matter, they won't kill me anyway!" Case replied smoothly.

  He quickly reacted to what he had said, and instantly changed from a human form to a small whirlwind: "I'm going back! I have to comfort the people! Goodbye Hill!"

  Hill sighed. The children he raised have no problem with character, but they seem to be more skinny than each other?

  He cleaned up, parked the cloud ship in front of the magic tower, and finally returned home.

  This trip finally came to an end.

   "Sir." Liszt appeared behind him, "You won't go out this time, right?"

   "It won't happen in a short time. I will go out in a year." Hill walked into the floating ladder, "What's the matter lately?"

   "No, it means that the undead have a greater demand for purification potions." Liszt replied, "The inventory is gone. I have sent them to the magic town of Master Falan to buy them. There are more alchemists there."

   "More?" Hill was taken aback.

  "After the Mage Association was disbanded, many high-level wizards were scattered to various countries. At present, all countries are a bit turbulent. Some alchemists moved to the magic town because they were worried about trouble."

  Hill nodded: "As long as they don't cause trouble, grandfather will be willing to protect them. He always felt that alchemy should be better developed."

   "It's a very difficult requirement not to cause trouble." Liszt couldn't help but sighed, "The first time I saw Diamont so crazy."

  The floating ladder reached the top floor, and Hill walked to his bedroom: "What can they do? Did they provoke the undead?"

"Probably it's because of each other!" Liszt said fairly, "there are very few who can enter the realm of Master Falan. Those who do our ring mission here are not qualified to enter there. So these undead cherish this very much. Qualified.

  But I can’t hold the mouths of both sides. "

  Hill asked in surprise: "What does the alchemist owe? The undead who can reach their grandfather are all high-ranking."

  As for the alchemist, it would be nice to be able to reach the archmage.

  The alchemist who can become a wizard, it's so pitiful.

  "The undead who stayed in the magic town for a long time are all interested in alchemy." Liszt looked strange, "but the undead sometimes only look at interest, not talent.

  And very rich. "

  Hill let out an ‘ah’, thinking of the primary alchemy products that are so cheap that civilians can buy them. At first glance, it’s not like a few undead races are gaining proficiency.

  With the current number of undead, there are thousands of people staying in the magic town.

  Hill understands that even if alchemy is really difficult for the undead, there will always be undead who feel that they are geniuses will jump into this pit.

  It’s common to throw away hundreds of thousands of primary products. If you can’t make high-level alchemy products, it’s a future thing.

   "Some alchemists think they are doing this too much." Liszt said slowly, "The market is letting them play. Junior alchemists are now relying on high-level jobs to survive.

  They don’t have as much money as the undead. They make hundreds of primary products. The price of the materials bought by them is high again, and many low-end products are now less expensive than half of the materials used.

   is a high-level warlock, and some feel they can't afford it. The price of basic materials has risen too fast.

  So some alchemists, when they saw the undead making alchemical items in the magic town’s workshop, they satirized them a little, saying that those undead were either hand disabled or demented.

  After the undead became popular, they bought all the materials from the grocer in the magic town.

  A week ago, those alchemists didn’t even buy root grass. "

  Hill shook his head: "If you are richer than the undead, then you have to be a high-level alchemist. But they won't do such a stupid thing."

  Probably only these low-level alchemists who feel that their livelihood will be ruined by the undead will do this.

   "However, the basic materials of the undead are bought from His Majesty the King!" Hill was a little confused, "It has nothing to do with other material vendors."

The materials used by the Undead were obviously obtained by the God of Time and Space from other worlds, and they did not harm the foundation of this world at all.

  It is impossible for those two people not to know what inflation is and what is the balance of supply and demand.

  Actually, the undead spend most of the time with gold coins, and they buy more things from ordinary people.

   Chambers of commerce and the like, basically have nothing to do with the undead.

   "The merchant wants to increase the price, just have an excuse." Liszt said of course, "There must be a large chamber of commerce stocking up. Maybe it is those royal chambers of commerce."

  Hill rolled the hair from his forehead to the back of his head: "Let's play! His Majesty the King has always been very careful not to harm the fragile economic cycle of this world. The undead are almost closed-loop economic models for him.

  Although they spent a lot of spar on my side and my grandfather, these spars are basically used by ourselves, so it is a closed loop.

  If those chambers of commerce become big, His Majesty will really let go of a part of the undead’s economy, and just gold coins can play them stupid.

  Spar shouldn't ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ unless there is a fool king who ends up in person.

  Hmm...should not be? So many lessons are ahead! "

  Hill shook his head: "I want to take a bath first, Liszt.

  You tell Diamont, if the basic materials of their magic tower are not enough, you can ask the undead to buy it at the normal purchase price.

  They will sell it. Our purchase price is much higher than the price they bought from His Majesty the King!

  Don’t worry about the ones in the small town. The grocery store sells them. Even if they don’t, those alchemists will not be stupid enough to deal with the wizards. "

  Liszt had already prepared the bathroom, and quietly agreed to disappear.

  　A new week, pray for new tickets~

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  (End of this chapter)