About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Ha, of course I know," King Mowente leaned against the stone wall, "You are like this. You are obviously worried about them, but you still force yourself to comfort me. What does it look like?"

"Ah, really, am I so obvious?" Aossa touched his nose.

"It doesn't matter whether you show it or not, I know that's who you are," Mo Wente shrugged.

"Maybe," Osa took a bite of the bear meat, "I just want to wait until everyone is here, and we can drink and eat meat together as before. Oh yes, we also have to bring our new friends, even though we don't understand the language. , but I think other people will like him very much.”

"Oh, there's a language barrier. Think about it carefully. If he learns the spell, we might be the only two people who don't understand the language," Mowente said with a wry smile, "I remember that even Jilunini can do some simple things." The spell?"

"No, at least Guo Guo can't," Ao Sa spread his hands, "You have to believe that we are not alone on the road of illiteracy."

"Ah? She doesn't know how?" Mo Wente was stunned, "Then how did she get the enchantment on her bow and arrow?"

"Relying on rote memorization," Osa shrugged, "Her talent in spells is too poor. She just can't understand the meaning of the spells anyway. Generally speaking, ordinary people can't recite a spell dozens of times. He could understand the most basic meaning, but she couldn't understand it even if he recited it hundreds of times. Even if he told her the meaning directly, she would still remember it. Later, his teacher simply gave up and just recited all the enchanted arrow spells. Just let her memorize it and let her follow the muscle memory when using it. "

"Ah, that's it. I guess she still remembers these incantations occasionally," Mowente rubbed his eyebrows, "I just said that one time she fired a sticky oil arrow array by shining someone else's flame shield. , As a result, the shield exploded and almost blew me away. "

"Ah, let me tell you why she avoided you for a while. That was why you were so black-faced during the relationship," Ao Sa said with a smile, "I still remember that time when she didn't even talk to you when she met you. If you can speak, you can nod and shake your head.”

"Hey, she talks a lot like she usually does," Mowente waved his hand, "She usually just nods and shakes her head when meeting a stranger."

"Haha, that's true..."

25. This is what happens when people stay at home for a long time.

Here Osa and Mowente were chatting about their companions, and over there Liu Ji finally made his meaning clear.

Yayin was silent for a while and wrote a series of somewhat complicated spells in a notebook.

Then she put the string of mantras in front of Liu Ji and taught Liu Ji to read them syllable by syllable.

This mantra is very difficult to pronounce, and many of the syllables seem to be a few simple single tones mixed together and pronounced at the same time.

After several failed attempts, Liu Ji quickly realized that if he wanted to pronounce this kind of syllable proficiently, he would have to be familiar with the prefixed single-note incantation.

Fortunately, all he learned last night was the monophonic sounds related to the water element. Although the monophonic sounds were unfamiliar, they seemed to be enough. After spending a little more time, he was able to recite this mantra smoothly.

After reciting it two or three times, the basic meaning of this mantra emerged in Liu Ji's mind - "pure water element aggregate".

After repeating it dozens of times, Liu Ji probably got an idea.

Some more special magic requires the cooperation of multiple mages when used, but some more powerful mages can also complete it independently. The method is to first condense a pure aggregate of the corresponding elements and then cast the spell together.

At this time, this kind of aggregate can be regarded as having both the material properties of its element itself and the properties of being an elemental elf. Liu Ji dare not say anything about other elements. After all, the fire element, thunder element and the like, it burns his mouth just thinking about it, but The water element in this state should indeed be edible or drinkable.

After confirming this, Liu Ji danced and expressed his strong desire to let her summon a "pure water element aggregate" for him to see.

Although the latter was confused, how could Yayin, who considered herself a teacher, refuse her student's seemingly reasonable request to broaden her horizons.

So, she made some gestures and told Liu Ji that if he could encounter a sea buckthorn tree tomorrow, she could let him take a look.

After all, in this desert, where sea buckthorn trees can grow, there may be some water elements.

As for now...

Yayin opened the topic prepared for today.

Today she stayed in Osa's carrier for a whole day. Obviously, she would not sleep for such a long time.

Looking at the densely packed topics of today, Liu Ji felt a little numb.

It seems that tonight, he will probably have an even more fulfilling time than yesterday.

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The main hall of the ancient desert city.

Mass sat on the chair and tapped the handle regularly with his fingers.

As Callidora said, he had stayed in the desert for too long, and the world outside had been turned upside down for so long, but he didn't know anything about it.

"Were the Demon Realm, Lingfeng Mountain, Kamose King City, and even the Dragon City above the sea of ​​clouds destroyed decades ago?" Miss frowned, "What about the Bichen Palace in the deep sea?"

"It has been abandoned for a long time. The Green Turtle tribe has been in exile in the depths of the ocean for more than two hundred years. The size of the race has been decreasing, and the tyrants have been chasing them." Callidora shook her head and said, "Before we came here, they seemed to be There are only a few hundred thousand ethnic minorities left.”

"Hundreds of thousands... They once had billions of people," Mass closed his eyes unconsciously, "What the hell."

"Ha, it's not bad that there are still hundreds of thousands left. He has almost killed everyone on the entire continent," Jilunini said while lying on the table. "No one is his opponent. The several major forces who jointly fought against him originally When the race was at its worst, not even tens of thousands of people were left alive. Those bastards refused to participate in the alliance at the beginning, thinking that these were our affairs on land and that they would be safe hiding in the sea. As a result, haha..."

"Luni, they are also victims," ​​Callidora poked Jilunini's cheek, "They are not the ones we should hate."

"I know, I just can't get angry," Gilunini muttered. "If they had participated in the war, they might have won. Oh yes, and those dwarves too, they are all cowards."

Callidora stroked Jilunini's hair and said nothing.

Because to put it into detail, her race thought it could survive alone and did not participate in the war hundreds of years ago. Jilunini's Miffy tribe was one of the first major races to participate in the war. She must also have resentment towards the dragon blood tribe in her heart. It was just out of concern for Callidora that she didn't say anything.

As the race that once bore the brunt of resisting the tyrant, the Miffy tribe was subsequently targeted very miserably by the tyrant. It can be said that Jilunini spent her whole life in fear. Callidora and Mowent were at least still living in Dragon City. After a relatively peaceful childhood, Gilunini didn't even have a place he could call his hometown.

"Hmm... So now, are there any races left in the desert that have not suffered?" Mass asked.

"No more, every race is basically struggling on the line of life and death," Callidora sighed, "Maybe the wood elves are the only one in a better situation. Although the big forest was set on fire, the living There are quite a few people coming down,”

"But on the other hand, they may also be the worst," Guilunini put his head on the table and said weakly, "Almost all of them are immobile now. They usually maintain their plant form, not to mention they are like before. The whole forest has been filled with flowers, but now they don’t even dare to grow leaves. The big forest that was once called the Forest of Dreams is now a dead land full of dead trees.”

Mass rested his right elbow on the armrest of the chair and said nothing, but kept rubbing his chin.

Callidora waited for a while, turned to look at Gironini, then turned to look at Mass, and asked: "Well, Mr. Mass, do you think you have to make preparations early and put the devil Put them all away, how about we leave here before the tyrant sends more people? "

"No," Mass shook his head, "Sorry, I don't want to leave."

"Don't want to leave?" Callidora was stunned, "Why?"

"Well, how should I put it..." Mass sighed, "For example, have you ever played with a jigsaw puzzle? When you spend nearly a lifetime putting together a whole jigsaw puzzle, but someone tells you that there is A bastard came out of nowhere and shattered all the puzzle pieces you spent your whole life putting together. Will you forgive him?"

"I think I'll probably kill him," Gironini muttered.

"Ha, what a coincidence, I thought so too," Mass laughed, "So, I don't want to leave, and in the end, I can't leave even if I want to..."

As Mass said, he stood up, walked to the door, turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, if you don't want to die, I suggest you not leave this city for the time being."

"Because in the next period of time, this desert will not be something you can handle."

26. Dad said, use magic to defeat magic.

In the early morning, the desert became calm again.

After a night of intense study, even though Liu Ji now loves studying from the bottom of his heart, he is still a little mentally exhausted.

I even want to turn back into a potato and rest for a while.

But looking at the yellow sand on the ground, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find enough soil for me to take root.

"Next time you go out, why don't you bring a flower pot? At least you can plant yourself in it and sleep," Liu Ji thought to himself.

Speaking of which, magic seems to be able to summon familiars and the like. It would be even better if I could get one myself to use for carrying flower pots.

Yayin seemed to be more energetic and did not seem to be planning to sleep. According to her, a magician of her level could manage for several days with one night's sleep.

As she walked, she looked around, seemingly trying to find the sea buckthorn tree.

It can be seen that she really wants to be a good and responsible teacher.

Unfortunately, their luck didn't seem to be very good. They walked all morning without encountering a sea buckthorn tree.

At the hottest time at noon, they decided to stop and rest for a while. Yayin directly used earth magic to build a double-layered ball cover and put everyone inside.

Before doing this, they could only enjoy the coolness for a short time, but now that Liu Ji is here, they can just huddle up in the double-layer ball cover and have lunch before leaving.

As for why it is double-layered...if there is no insulation layer, then the inside of this cover is probably no different from an oven.

Because they have always been frugal, everyone's food reserves are quite sufficient, but the water reserves are more worrying. Walking in the desert consumes too much water, and there are not many sea buckthorn trees, so the water supply can't keep up. Ya Yin It was found that less than one-third of the water reserves they brought were left.

"Well...it seems that we must find a sea buckthorn tree in the next two days," after finishing the meal, Yain poured a small cup of water from the water bag and handed it to Mo Wente.

"Is the water reserve insufficient?" Mo Wente took the water and took a sip, "Then let's pay more attention in the next two days, hey, big cat, did you hear me, keep your nose open later."

"Ah? Oh, okay, I know," Osa touched the tip of his nose.

What he didn't dare to say was that he had actually smelled the smell of sea buckthorn trees twice before, but because he really didn't want to eat sea buckthorn and the smell was far away, he didn't say anything.

"It seems that I can't escape the fate of Ye Guoguo after all," Osa sighed.

"Guoguo knows that you won't beat you if you say that," Mo Wente said with a subtle expression.

"You think Guoguo is you," Osa rolled his eyes.

"When a rabbit is anxious, it will bite people. How do you know that Guoguo won't bite people?" Mo Wente spread his hands.

"I don't know if she will bite people, I only know that if she wants to bite, she will probably bite you," Ya Yin continued.

The three of them chatted with each other, and Liu Ji couldn't understand, so he could only recite the spells he had learned in his mind while being in a daze.

I don't know whether it was because he was reciting the magic spells silently or because the artifact was too hazy when he was in a daze, Liu Ji had the illusion that he couldn't tell whether he was a human or a potato.

Oh no, to be honest, he could still tell the difference. After all, when he turned into a potato, he couldn't hear or see anything. The only perception was the roots that continued to spread under the soil.

Just like now, Liu Ji could also spread a certain perception...

When it spread to a certain extent, suddenly, Liu Ji felt as if something had stabbed him, and in an instant, all the spreading consciousness was retracted.

He just felt dizzy and looked in one direction blankly.

"Huh? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Ya Yin noticed Liu Ji's abnormality, poked his cheek, and asked with a spell.

"Ah? Oh, nothing," Liu Ji smiled and waved his hand.

Having said that, he had a very subtle feeling.

It's not easy to describe, just like eating a candy, clearly feeling that the taste seems to have been eaten before, but just can't remember what it tastes like...

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"The feeling just now, strange, what is that?" Mass looked at the upper right, frowning slightly, "That guy is here? No, no, not like, a familiar feeling..."

"Mr. Mass? Mr. Mass?" Callidora stretched out her hand and waved it left and right in front of Mass.

"Ah? Oh," Mass came back to his senses and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was distracted just now, what's wrong? Is it a little cold? The temperature here may be quite different from above."

"No, no, no, neither of us is afraid of cold," Callidora waved her hand, "We were just talking about how you cultivated a farm under this desert, it's really incredible."

At this moment, the three were following the spiral stairs to the underground of the ancient city.

This was the first time that Misa brought the two here. When they first heard that there was a farm underground, they thought it was some kind of underground garden. But when they came down, they found that it was a super-large underground cave with a surface area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

Now, they finally knew where the roasted whole lamb they had eaten before came from. This space has everything from water sources, pastures, farmlands and orchards. The entire ceiling is covered with flaming sun stones that emit sunlight. It is a real underground farm.

"Oh, you mean how did this place come about?" Misa touched his chin, "Well, how should I put it? This place was not actually built by me, but was left over from the past."

"In the past?" Kalidora asked in confusion, "Does it mean when this place has not yet become a desert?"

"Well, I told you before that this place was once a beautiful land with abundant grass and water," Misa sighed, "Unfortunately, some changes occurred later and people had to leave here, and those who did not want to leave chose to flee underground."

"Escape underground?" Jilunini frowned slightly, "Could it be that those underground guys are..."

"I don't know who the underground guys you are talking about are, but there are indeed many similar spaces underground in this desert," Misa said, "But as far as I know, except for this place, most of the underground spaces should be It should be abandoned. After all, this kind of space is more like a refuge. If there is a better choice, no one would be willing to stay underground all the time. "

Calidora: "But you are not..."

"I usually stay up there, don't I?" Misa spread his hands, "But from today on, you may have to stay down here first."

"You want us to hide here to avoid the tyrant's minions, and then deal with him alone?" Jilunini frowned and said, "How can that be possible? Even if we have to fight, we should fight together."

"Well, how should I put it, you are right about one thing, I do intend to let you hide here," Misa's mouth corners slightly raised, "but you are wrong about two points, first, you are not hiding from minions, but the tyrant himself."

"What...you mean he will come?" Calidora's pupils shrank, "No, how is that possible. "

"This is inevitable, it's just a matter of time," Misa shrugged, "Think about it, if no matter how many men he sends, it's useless, then sooner or later, he will only have the choice of coming here himself."

"No, Mr. Misa, you don't understand," Callidora said anxiously, "Those who came before were just the most..."

Misa raised a finger to interrupt her, and then shook his finger gently.

"No, of course I understand that those miscellaneous soldiers are just the weakest cannon fodder troops," Misa said, "but believe me, he will come, and soon, he will come here in person."

"Well...what about the other point?" Jilunini asked, "You said I was wrong about two points."

"The other point," Misa said, "I am not the one responsible for dealing with him."

"Who is it?" Jilunini asked puzzledly.