Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill sat relaxed on the terrace. He drew up a musical instrument that could be played automatically. In the drizzle, he listened to the serenade leisurely.

The occasional wind bells on the floating castle sounded like harmony with music.

Hill looked up at the wind chime made of light blue conch under the eaves, and smiled slightly.

In order to prevent Hill from actually using that dragon roar bell, Aglaia made this wind chime for him as soon as possible, and Terry also turned into a human form to help her weave a strong silk thread.

If you really want to remind the people living in the territory that something big has happened, just pull down a crystal thread hanging from the wind chime, and the conch will resonate and make a melodious whale sound.

This is enough to spread throughout the territory.

Aglaia didn't understand at first why Terry was so active in helping her make wind chimes until she passed Terry's room on the right side of the castle for the first time.

She was still shocked by the filtered version she heard flying outside the castle.

However, the two of them also became good because of this partnership, and Hill gave up the golden dragon bell that could tease them both at the same time.

Anyway, it will always be used in the future, especially after the undead comes.

"Sir." Liszt appeared briskly: "The 200 magic storage rings have all been sold out. There is an archmage in Neverwinter City who seems to want to make money."

"Did you inform him that I can have 100 pieces here every day?" Hill asked seriously.

He does not want to hurt innocent people because of his dumping practices.

Although speaking of it, who made this archmage greedy to stock up?

But people's hearts always have such a mentality that they want to take advantage, whether it is a good person or a bad person.

Hill didn't feel that he had that identity to accuse others of making mistakes because of greed.

"Yes, I made it clear. He did intend to shoot at Faerun at the beginning.

But after hearing what I said, that person changed his destination. He was planning to go directly to the portal to the mainland of Zakkara. The over-hot climate over there is a great need for things like storage rings. "Liszt whispered, "He wants to ask if there is anything suitable for use there?" Then he also praised Miss Aglaia. "

Hill knew, this was to ask Aglaia if he wanted to sell the god-made tools that could make clear water.

Moreover, if Aglaia is willing to discount, the archmage will be willing to help her proclaim the name of the gods.

But this kind of thing must have Aglaia himself come forward.

The promise made to the gods is more binding than the contract signed.

"You go directly to ask Aglaia." Hill smiled and nodded, "See if she is willing to let her name appear in the Zakala continent, I remember she would make the kind of clear water drop that can be stored for a year."

"Miss Aglaia may not be willing." Liszt replied, "Except for the daily purification work, she has been hiding in the room for the past two days, studying those necklaces."

Hill tilted his head and smiled: "Aglaia is a good child with great restraint, and she will make correct judgments.

If she refuses, it's just that she doesn't need it. "

Li Si looked at Hill specifically, and when he was sure he really thought so, he disappeared.

Hill lowered his lips, what about chaos and kindness?

Aglaia is already very smart and capable! Otherwise, she wouldn't learn skills with Hill that are useless to the gods.

Just like clear water beads and nutrient beads.

Both of these are Toril's strange things, and Hill was very curious when he discovered it and learned how to make them.

The texture of the beads is spongy and gel-like. When eaten, it will dissolve on the tongue, and there is no taste.

It's just that the nutrient beads can be eaten directly, and the water beads have to be mixed with any non-magical, harmless liquid to dissolve and transform into 1 pint (470ml) of cold drinkable water.

Just a little bit of liquid is good, and it is impossible to find a place where people can survive.

No matter how bad, sweat can be reused anyway!

But these two things were of no use to Hill, and he didn't care about it after he learned it.

On the contrary, Aglaia thought it might be used in the future, and also learned how to make it. After all, pure sea water can also be used to melt water.

It was only later that they discovered that both Neverwinter City and Deepwater City had such strange objects for sale, and the price was not too expensive, so Hill and Aglaia gave up.

Especially Aglaia, this thing can only be sold, and can not be used to give away, unless she has enough devout believers.

The goodwill of the gods must not give without a bottom line. It is already very good that she can let people come to fetch water without any restrictions.

Hill waited for three days before he waited for the news from Deep Water City.

Kelben is indeed strong, but for Deepwater City, known as the City of Glory, with a profound background, he still doesn't have the ability to cover the sky.

It is already difficult to delay these caravans to arrive three days later.

But these caravans actually already knew what was going on. Their seemingly long caravan was filled with basic materials rarely purchased by Neverwinter City.

Only Hill, a place where no one is farming, will buy a lot.

Especially for some grain, compared to sending it to the ship for sale, it is likely to be wiped out by storms, and it is more cost-effective to send it to Hill.

Although Hill's profit is not very high, most businessmen would not take such a large amount of food to gamble on luck.

But in the past, these Deepwater City merchants only brought a few cars, and the convoy still had to go to Neverwinter City.

Although they are also worried that Hill's acquisition of these basic materials will soon be full and stopped, but they will be brought back to Deepwater by the same way.

They all carry money with them!

Even with dozens of carts of food, the price earned is not as good as a storage ring.

It doesn't matter if it can't be sold here, the merchants in Deep Water City, who doesn't have a channel to other areas?

Seeing them crazily rushing into the shopping street waiting in line, Hill smiled satisfied with the thunder and lightning.

He had already calculated that Kelben's material cost, even if he could squeeze it to the limit, would cost at least 20 gold coins.

Even if his dozens of students were to engrave runes together, the materials for inscriptions cost 2 gold, and no matter how honest his students were, Kelben had to give 2 gold for handwork.

This is Faerun, every drop of mana in every spell is worth a lot of money.

Hill also kindly left him a profit margin of 1 gold coin. If Kelben sold it in his magic tower, he would not lose it!

Of course, the seller may not get much salary.

Hill felt that he was still very kind and did not completely cut off the way of the mage lord's shipment, as long as he was willing to waste time and personally make this gold under the eyes of all the gods and strong men.

Just like the Vientiane Impermanence card he sent.

This is the method that Black Rod uses to maintain his camp. He didn't cut off Hill's way of life, but gave Hill the opportunity to make his own choice.

As long as Hill is not greedy and sensible, he will not turn over this card, causing trouble or even death.

Hill really learned a lot of methods from the mage lord, isn't it just to leave a little room that seems to exist and is actually impossible?

The false sentiment was also false, and in the end it was just a payoff.

Hill glanced at the temple of Aglaia, she finally decided to spend a little time every day to make clear drops of water.

The archmage of Neverwinter City decided very swiftly to leave again in a week.

These days have been spinning around the temple.

Aglaia's reputation among these passers-by and even mages is getting better and better.

Even though she would not be as approachable as Toril's gods, she would not look different because of the uniqueness of some people.

Poseidon has always been arrogant, even unwilling to show his figure in front of humans.

But she is willing to deal fairly with anyone, whether it is a believer of other gods or those mages who are full of doubts about the gods, Aglaia has never made any difference.

She just doesn't cooperate with the evil camp.

But people in the evil camp do not hate Aglea very much.

In fact, it is for the same reason: fairness.

There are only puppets in Aglaia's temple. No amount of money and power can make anyone exception.

Of course, this is also because Aglaia has enough strength to stick to his personality and does not need to compromise with anyone or gods.

After all, everyone knows that Aglea, who is now in the Swamp of Undead, is just a clone.

It is the same existence as the incarnation of Ambori.

However, she was so strong. When she couldn't reach the real body of Aglaia, the goddess kept the attitude of not wanting to participate in anything~www.wuxiamtl.com~ no one would trouble her. .

No one can guess that this so-called clone is almost half of Aglaia's supernatural power.

‘Boom Rumble’! The clouds that had accumulated in the sky for a few days were finally shattered by endless thunder, and the pattering drizzle instantly turned into squally showers.

Hill satisfactorily watched all the lightning and thunder over the territory finally concentrated on the roof of Terry.

Most of the human beings who were about to move below gave up the idea of ​​continuing to wait in the territory.

Many people put on raincoats and rushed to the road, hoping to find opportunities in the other two cities.

Some people even rushed into the wilderness directly from the exit on the other side of the forest formation, where they can only be left out and not in, just for the convenience of some people who want to venture into the wilderness.

Once you get out, you have to walk for a few days to get around the road.

"Hill~" The humanoid Terry rushed up suddenly, "Hill~ I want to come back here for a few days."

He hinted and touched his neck: "I think it's best to stay away from my dad when something good happens."

It seems that he has found a way to use the pendant as a key to the dimension space.

"Terry, you better calm down.

If you can't control your emotions, you'd better wait until next year to see it again. "Hill thought for a while, still stopping Terry's impulse, "Otherwise, tomorrow your father will find that you are making a fortune."

I can't intervene in the matter between your father and son. "

Terry's eyes were frozen, and he was caught in a painful choice.

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