Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill twitched his lips. It seemed that the undead who sent him and the sea monster wanted to secretly open his box. It seemed that the undead knew all about it.

Later, Hill stopped letting them deliver letters, and Adrian went out to deliver them instead. They probably all had to laugh in the forum.

Speaking of which, Adrian now often goes to the Crystal Palace to trade with the Sea Demon.

So his relationship with the young master is getting better and better.

Good Frank remembers what the young master's face looks like.

In fact, it's not like there weren't other mages who came to trade with the sea monsters.

But don't look at the group of crab demigods and young masters over there who have a good relationship, but the mages in this world have often been beaten brutally in the past.

They would rather trade with Adrian, who was approved by the demigod turtle, than ignore anyone else.

Of course, that is also because the undead provide enough for ordinary things.

And it was a completely fair transaction. The sea monsters were almost furious when they first saw the price list quoted by the undead to them.

They don't understand what it means to value something rare and what it means to sell one's life for money.

They understand that Adrian's things are expensive, but the prices of those low-end products are almost the same as Adrian's quotations for high-end alchemy equipment. To these sea monsters, it seems like they are being treated as fools.

So now when the Sea Warcraft has something to do, they always ask the crabs to go directly to their good friend, the Young Master. If the Young Master can't solve the problem, they go to Adrian.

Although Hill was helpless when Adrian laughed, he could only look at the perfect bald man with a blank expression on his face who told the truth.

For these undead, being able to leave the delivered package completely untouched is simply an earth-shattering kindness to the NPC.

"Just give this packet of seeds to Alice. I'll get her some daily things." Hill took out a packet of seeds and put it into the small box in front of the bald head.

These are the seeds of small shrub fruit trees, which are considered to be more successful among his experiments.

The reason why Hill used them for experiments was because he thought of Alice.

As long as she has these seeds, Alice can eat her favorite fruits anytime and anywhere.

Then he thought about it and put some green butterfly seeds in it.

Anyway, Alice and Merkel are going to be in the dwarf kingdom for a long time, so it's best to have some on hand.

After putting some daily necessities that would make Alice's life more comfortable, Hill closed the small box with satisfaction.

In the past, unless Alice particularly liked something, her daily necessities had always been updated very quickly.

But when I left this time, I only took the ones I commonly use around me.

Hill knew that this was nothing. After all, they were alchemy products and could be used for a long time.

But he just wasn't happy.

Why should my eldest daughter start from scratch and work together with a poor king who doesn’t even have a land?

Tsk, I feel bad just thinking about it, just go back and be a black panther target.

The perfect bald man walked away happily.

Adrian had already started checking his City Master controller.

Although he asked his subordinates to issue the mission, the undead had already seen it so quickly. There must be no task review process, so William must have taken over directly.

"The mission was released so quickly!" Adrian turned to look at Hill: "It seems that our King understands the harm that Hill's move will do to the dwarves! Indeed, the sooner, the better."

Hill took the tablet and William added 2 more mines.

But Hill feels that the main purpose of this is not the seed from behind, but the sneak attack from the front.

The two largest and most famous gold mines in the dwarf kingdom.

Hill blinked and realized something.

William is using these two mines to attract the dwarves' attention.

Let’s see if the dwarves choose to protect the gold mine or the copper-iron mine first.

It’s really heartbreaking!

If they didn't know Hill's killer move, most people would protect the gold mine first, right?

You might even feel that the main targets of the undead attack are these two large gold mines, and other places are just smoke bombs.

After all, the undead are famous for their pursuit of money.

In the future, when the mineral resources become less and less, these dwarves will regret it endlessly when they think of what happened this time.

Just thinking about giving up the ore that is the basis of dwarves' survival for money, I have to give myself a slap in the face.

As for dwarves who have bad tempers and like to scold each other for their uselessness, it is difficult not to fight.

Hill waited for the day when one of their own would start fighting.

Especially if the dwarves at the bottom rebel, he will be even happier.

Fran asked Hill strangely: "How did Alice know? Did she eavesdrop on the undead's conversation? Can she hide it?"

"The spirits of nature will not be discovered if they want to prevent others from discovering their existence, and the same goes for the undead." Hill replied calmly, "Uncle Adrian was able to catch her because she was willing, probably Life is too tiring and I want to find a human to support me.”

"Natural spirits have always only appeared in legends. No one will know about them except you." Adrian interjected, "You don't have the idea of ​​letting others know about the various abilities of nature spirits, right? Hill."

"Of course." Hill laughed. "I can still imagine how evil human beings can be. I don't need to bet on the good and evil of human nature."

"How did the undead take a picture of you appearing in my magic tower?" Fran was puzzled at the side, "Just for one second."

"Aren't they always watching from a distance?" Hill told his grandfather. "Although it is far away, their tablet can take pictures. And generally, people who specialize in taking videos can definitely do it all day long. Don’t leave the magic tower for even a second.”

"That's 5,000 meters away!" Fran shook his head, "The nearest ones, I remember their tablets couldn't take pictures that far away."

"No, grandpa didn't notice those little birds? Although they are useless, they are also monsters!" Hill opened his eyes and said, "Those should be the animal friends found specifically for shooting videos. They have been squatting On the big tree about 1,000 meters away from the Magic Tower! They are also high-level monsters and can learn to use tablets."

"I'll remember to pay attention next time." Fran was stunned for a while, "Nowadays, the Warcraft, no matter whether it is useful or not, is no longer necessarily ownerless. The undead have really rich preferences."

There is no professional in this world who would look for these little red birds that have nothing but flexibility and fast escape speed when they can contract animal companions.

To the undead, however, they're fine.

Compared with pure fighting monsters, many people who like casual gameplay prefer such birds, and they know how to escape.

To them, the lives of these monsters are much more important than their own.

It's great not to lose your pet's life because of your own negligence.

"They don't need Warcraft to fight for them." Hill smiled happily, "Otherwise, why would Warcraft be so willing to sign a contract with the undead?

They have high IQs and keen intuition. They can feel whether the person who comes to contract with them really wants to find a companion to accompany them, or whether they want to find a thug or a scapegoat. "

Fran and Adrian also understand what Hill means, but this is an unsolvable problem that no one can solve.

It has nothing to do with race. If you can stand up and protect others and die first, you are a hero. You can become a god!

The undead have a racial advantage and there is nothing anyone can do about it.

Fran and Adrian looked at each other and knew that they would have to pay attention to all kinds of strange little monsters in the future. The undead would not necessarily contract any monsters back.

No one but himself could count how many types of monsters there were in Hill Valley.

He could find something wrong with the few little red birds 1,000 meters away, not because he had any way to identify whether these monsters had contracted with someone, but because the monsters that had stayed in his valley carried the aura of that place. Hill's natural perception is high enough, of course, he can recognize it.

This kind of aura, even if he told others, he wouldn't recognize it, but the monsters born in the valley could sense it.

This is a gift from nature.

"It's nothing, let's go back." Fran glanced at Adrian, "You don't need to show mercy to those nobles. They have the courage to test because your hands are too soft. You can't kill, and you can't let them. Will he stay in bed for a few more years?

There's no point in just being embarrassed. There are very few nobles who really want to be shameless. "

Adrian pursed his lips, trying to suppress his laughter.

His teacher rarely took the initiative to get him into trouble.

"Don't worry! Teacher." Adrian said with a smile on his face, "The young master's family promised to help me watch them. There are many opportunities to deal with those guys. After all, I have just become the city lord, so everything should be well-founded."

Fran nodded with satisfaction, and quickly left with Hill holding back his laughter.

Hill felt like he was being escorted.

Fran seriously sent him back to the Magic Tower, not even letting Hill go to the town.

After ordering Hill not to leave for a short period of time, Fran quickly flew into the sky and went home.

He still has many books to read!

This was the reward that Delacruz gave him for sending him away.

After sending his grandfather away, Hill walked helplessly in the valley, listening to Liszt's report on the recent situation and saying hello to various magic plants.

Although magic plants like to live in groups, sometimes too many are troublesome.

So the freshman was quickly packed into Hill's pendant.

Hill specially transplanted a few of all the fruit trees in the valley into the pendant.

He didn't know when he would be called to the wilderness.

But he better prepare first!

There were no other plants in that place except fir trees.

Hill has prepared some plant seeds that like shade, but these are not edible. No, they should not be delicious.

Hill thought it would be better to plant more mushrooms.

Who can eat mushrooms as a daily snack?

Even if the bears liked to chew, Hill couldn't stand it.

"Luozhu has had a great response recently." Liszt said the last thing after reporting the recent territory income.

"I haven't done anything recently?" Hill stood and thought for a while. He hasn't done anything related to the water system recently, right?

"Sir, this snail was just raised by you, and it has no close relationship with you." Liszt said softly.