The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 627 The joy of meeting

"what!!!!"

Cole screamed with excitement, her green little face full of admiration and fascination, as if she was imagining that one day she could do the same thing as Allen.

"Teacher, how did you do it??"

"Essentially, this move is still the 'Open Heaven' I taught you. That is, the anger energy released by this slash is very different from the anger in your body."

Allen liked Cole's looking up at him very much, and he felt very proud of himself. Only then did he feel that he still had some innocence in him, and he didn't need to think about weighing the interests between people.

"How to describe the change in the form of anger? Well...just imagine the difference between the air and the flowing water."

"As for how I achieved this change in the form of anger, to be honest, the teacher is still confused and hasn't figured it out yet. But don't worry, when your strength reaches the peak of the legendary high-level, I will definitely give you some Useful experience!!”

"Okay!! Teacher, just wait. In a hundred years at most, I will definitely be able to advance to the legendary advanced level!!"

Cole's eyes were as bright as the bright stars, and he replied with confidence and puffed out his chest.

"I'm looking forward to that day coming. When the time comes, teacher, I will prepare a big gift for you!!"

"Um!!"

In fact, if this girl Cole hadn't been staying in Green Lake Town because of Allen's request and restrained her character, maybe her time to advance to the intermediate level of legend would have been shorter. And because of her character, Allen always felt that she might still have some hope of becoming a demigod. Not everyone with Cole's current strength, status and age can live a life without being greedy for power and money. Simple and pure.

After experiencing the beautiful dream in the fantasy world that was eroded by various temptations, and at the same time, the phantom flower demon solemnly said that he had experienced a spiritual baptism because of it, Allen kept thinking about the physical and mental changes that he had experienced after that time. The vague changes that have come, maybe his breakthrough to demigod this time may not have much to do with the fierce battle, but more to do with his own soul.

As for Cole's pure character, she may not need to experience a dream of temptation like Allen.

The quarry is not far from where Allen and his assassins are. This magical event in the sky must have alarmed the guards stationed in the field. When Allen and the others arrived at the quarry, a group of scouts were preparing to go. Eastern view.

"Clan leader, Elder Kol."

A group of tall and short goblins greeted Allen and the others in unison, but there was no figure of the quarry leader Albad among them.

"Well, where's Albad??"

Allen nodded and then asked.

"The owner of the site took several scholars to the western coastline. He said he wanted to measure and record the rainfall, humidity, etc. near the coastline."

The head of defense, a female hobgoblin ranger, answered heroically with several spears on her back.

"Clan leader, if you have something urgent to do with the owner of the farm, then we will send someone to call him back, otherwise he won't be able to come back for a while."

"It's okay, I'm just here with Cole to hang out, you guys are busy with yourselves."

"clear."

While Allen was talking to the director of the quarry, Cole did not stay with Allen. Instead, he said hello to Allen and then rushed towards the deep and wide gray-white passage, ready to take a look at what he had cultivated. Have the students who came out made any progress?

This girl Cole has many students. Ever since the group of friends of the same generation put their grandchildren in to teach Cole, there have been no young goblin students around her.

Later, with the establishment of five colleges in Green Lake Town, Cole simply took a position at the Warrior Academy. When she was not bored, she would go to the academy to teach young goblins. Therefore, she was among the students in the clan. That's really a lot.

When Allen caught up with Cole, he could see her surrounded by a group of young and energetic goblins from a distance. Everyone gathered around her lovingly and respectfully, telling her about their time in the quarry. Gains from exercise.

Allen stood far away and did not disturb Cole and their communication. It was not until more than an hour later that Cole came back with a satisfied look on his face.

"Are these all your students?"

Allen feels somewhat guilty. Although he thinks that he has dedicated his life to the tribe, he rarely personally cultivates and teaches the younger goblins like Cole.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that only Cole, Leonard, and Shi Sheng were the group of goblins who were lucky enough to be taught and taught by Allen, and then no other group of goblins would receive his guidance.

Of course, Allen will still give pointers to the best goblins in each tribal competition in his spare time.

"Yes, they are all a group of good kids. Teacher, look at the slender hobgoblin on the right. He is only 20 years old and is already a level 12 mad fighter. I guess it won't be long before he can advance to the next level. !!”

"And over there..."

Cole, who always talks a lot, is even more elated when talking about his students, and his eyes cannot express satisfaction and pride. Although these young goblins will disappear among everyone in the future, they may not be able to join Ai. The eyes of the upper echelons of the Lunhe clan.

Allen didn't feel bored when he heard it. From Cole's mouth, he could see that the future backbone talents of the tribe were full of vigor and hope. Compared with their generation, their vision and knowledge were much better. They would definitely be better than those of their generation. Most of the goblins of Cole's generation went further.

The two of them were chatting while walking on the stone floor of the passage that was so wide that they could barely see the edge on the opposite side, slowly moving towards the depths of the west.

There were two more pouring rains along the way. They came and went quickly, forming streams on the uneven stone floor. They slowly flowed towards the eastern wilderness, washing out a stream on the hard stone floor. A ravine comes out.

The end of the passage is getting narrower and narrower. There is a raised workbench at every other height on the towering cliffs on both sides. Workers wielding hammers and steel drills on the workbench are working hard, and the tools hit the solid stone walls, making bursts of metal sounds. , gathered into a symphony of steel and metal.

Deeper, there are roaring sounds coming from time to time, one after another, which is blasting the cliff with alchemical materials such as RDX; occasionally with the sound of blasting, the ground will continue to tremble, and landslides will bring huge impacts. The force will even set off waves of choking dust fog.

In the early years, no one paid attention to the harm caused by the heavy dust fog. Everyone fell asleep after finishing their work. Then after a few years or more, a large number of slaves and workers suddenly became seriously ill, which made the person in charge of the quarry very worried. It was a headache, and after asking the mayor of Green Lake for help, he managed to cure it at great cost to these people.

Then with experience, the workers working on the front line will receive the healing magic of druids and priests every one or two months to cleanse their internal organs and clean up the filth they inhaled. Only then will the consequences of this dust be dealt with. Lost.

Crossing the unexcavated cliff at the end, Allen had been practicing here in seclusion more than a thought ago. Now he came back to check it out. It seemed that the project had not made much progress, which showed how slow the progress of digging into the mountains was. Fortunately, Allen, the visionary leader, persisted in drawing labor from the tribe despite the pressure and investing a lot of resources to dig out the mountains. If it were any other tribe, it would be impossible for him to do this seemingly thankless task. things.

Allen had not hesitated, especially after 50 years of digging the mountains, and when he finally dug a passage more than a hundred miles deep, he thought about whether to use a large amount of materials and manpower without any return. This project needs to be stopped.

In terms of the scale of the project, the population and strength of the Green Field Tribe are actually not enough to complete Allen's vision. However, relying on perseverance and persistent struggle, this project, built over a period of a hundred years, has really seen the light of day.

There are only mountains less than fifty miles wide, and further west there is a vast blue ocean. Moist water vapor climbs on the top of the straightly rising mountains, and most of the thick water vapor turns into pouring rain halfway. , forming white lines or continuous waterfalls along the steep mountain peaks.

Allen and Cole climbed over the last obstacle, and their eyes suddenly opened up. The unique fishy smell of the vast ocean spread out, and white sea lines continued to slap on the cliff, making a huffing sound.

It didn't take them long to find Albad. A group of thirteen goblins were riding on a raft, constantly measuring various data with alchemy tools, and then writing calculations on paper. They whispered to each other from time to time, looking serious. .

"How about it? Do you predict any results?"

Allen and Cole floated down from the sky and landed on the sea, looking at Albad and the others with smiles.

"...The situation is not very clear. According to the data collected on the current coastline, if we open the tunnel through the mountains, there will indeed be large-scale and high-frequency rainfall in the Green Field Plain in the future."

The expression on Albad's face was not joyful, but rather gloomy, and Allen couldn't help but retract his smile.

"In our western border area, the intensity of sunshine in the endless sea is extremely high, and the warm and moist air layer produced is also very abundant. It is likely to bring changes to the annual rainfall around the Green Field Plain by more than 2000 millimeters."

"With such heavy rainfall, the low-lying environment of our Green Field Plain may turn into a swamp..."

The Zhuoshui River originates in the Cattor Mountains and flows all the way to the southwest until it dries up and disappears at the edge of the plain due to factors such as sunlight evaporation and land absorption. Therefore, it is not difficult to determine the geographical environment of the Green Field Plain.

After Albad and the others had been stationed on the coastline for more than half a year and collected various data such as rainfall, cumulonimbus thickness, proportion of cloudy and sunny weather, etc., they were able to make a rough judgment.

"What's even more frightening is that extremely large-scale rainfall is very likely to cause floods and have a negative impact on the climate and environment of our plains..."

"..."

Allen is not a professional researcher, so he trusts the judgment of Albad and his team in front of him. After hearing their predictions for the future, his mood suddenly became heavy.

After hundreds of years of digging into the mountains, the current progress has finally been achieved. It is about to open up the Mansha Mountains and bring abundant rain to the wilderness. However, it was unexpected that Albad and the others were now giving a blow to the head, which suddenly made Allen's mood become complicated. .

Cole didn't know much about these issues, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw the gloom on the teacher's face.

"Is there any solution??"

Allen spoke again, his tone a little low.

"Actually, there is a more conservative approach, which is not to cut through the mountain line and retain the mountains that are tens of miles wide near the coast. Then we can use the original geographical environment of the mountains to block the tendency of some cumulonimbus clouds to move eastward. "

"However, if you do this, it will also block the sea breeze. The cumulonimbus clouds passing over the mountains will have no power source. I am afraid that most of them will land within a hundred miles around our passage."

"By then, the main areas of the plains to the east and north may be moistened by rainfall, which will not be as expected."

Albad looked at each other with a dozen middle-aged and elderly goblin scholars around him, and then gave them the solution they thought of.

"..."

Allen's brows slowly converged, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with this solution. If what he got in a hundred years was nothing more than an environmental change within a hundred miles of the remote frontier, then the benefits would be far out of proportion to the effort.

"If we completely cut through the mountains, will floods definitely occur? Can the scope of the disaster be predicted?"

Allen asked again.

"Clan Leader, for the time being, we have only roughly calculated the size of the cumulonimbus clouds pouring into the plain from the gap in the channel, and their possible movements. However, nature is ever-changing, and we cannot predict whether the cumulonimbus clouds will move eastward after the channel is opened. , should we go south or go north!!"

Albad replied ashamedly.

"At least in the short term, we haven't studied it so deeply that we can't make a useful judgment. In fact, all the judgments we make now will be inaccurate when the channel is opened."

"Actually, there is no need to worry so much. Opening up the mountains is still a good thing after all!!!"

Above the vast sky, a melodious voice came. Allen had long sensed that there was not much surprise, but Cole raised his head with solemn eyes, and the 'Black Fire' heavy sword in his hand was always ready to slash out.

"Master, long time no see!!"

Allen's originally gloomy face now had a smile on his face again, and he looked at a giant eagle soaring down from the sky with sincerity and enthusiasm.

call! ! !
  A burst of green light flashed, and the handsome face of Oscar, the legendary druid 'Heart of Nature', wearing a green robe with a few fresh vines wrapped around his waist, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Master Oscar!!"

Cole was also very happy. The black fire disappeared from his hands and his whole body rushed out.

"Ah, this is Cole, I didn't expect that they have been promoted to legend!!"

Oscar looked at the innocent and innocent look of the young girl Cole kindly, which was actually a bit warm. Before, he was hesitant about whether it would be a little awkward for him to suddenly appear to meet Allen, but now he felt good about actually meeting her.

(End of this chapter)