Above The Sky

Triangle Tower City, one of the lower cities ruled by the Simbil family.

This family used to be a well-known field military noble family in the eastern border of the empire, and had a strong authority in the vast plain area south of Icewind Dale.

In history, the Simbier family repelled more than a dozen raids by the Cangtian Royal Court land assault fleet, and finally cooperated with the imperial army to stop them east of the mountain fortress. They are one of the great nobles with both merit and force.

However, even such a powerful local aristocrat had to give up his family's original power in the Eastern Territory under the order of Axel, the guardian of the land who had great prestige in the Eastern Territory, and became the ruler of the lower city of the imperial capital. one of the leaders.

This is actually not a bad thing for them.

The triangular tower is a super-giant alchemy tower. As a local landmark, it is 395 meters high. The area under its jurisdiction has a high-quality population of more than one million, and there are more than a dozen large alchemists. Workshop, and has production lines ranging from armored freight vehicles to military armor, and also has an extremely developed alloy smelting plant.

Almost all industrial alchemy products in Imperial City, including but not limited to farming machines, fertilizers, weeders, communication equipment, and various alchemy machinery are produced here. In addition, some special sublimation materials and sublimation plants are also produced in large-scale processing plants. Build here.

If it is said that the Simbier family was originally just the old wealth of the Eastern Region - the old wealth of the land with a little force - then now, they are members of the core power circle of the imperial capital, and they have power enough to be respected by any force in the world.

At least, for the Simbil family, which was originally an important ally of Axel, this choice can be said to be a big profit.

Ian walks the streets of the lower city, where people come and go, the pedestrians on the streets walk along the sidewalks, and the vehicles drive well on the solid roads.

Orderly, lively, full of life - the store is always full of goods, and these goods will be sold continuously, the guards who patrol the streets will not extort the citizens, and the people here are also hospitable and welcome outsiders. This welcoming city settles and is more than happy to help guide the way.

"No thanks, I know the way. Well, I've only just arrived, but I know the way."

Ian politely declined the warm invitation of two ladies and a gentleman to lead him, and he felt a little touched by the friendliness of the residents of the imperial capital.

On the way back to Midtown, Ian brought his own gift for Mo Feng: his own handwritten record of the South China Sea Labyrinth.

Based on observations, Ian determined that the wind fairy named Mo Feng was very fond of books in the form of witnesses, and it would be even better if there were adventures related to labyrinths and various mysterious pre-era civilization relics—— Her own adventures in the South China Sea happened to be her favorite type.

And as a handwritten book, as a gift with absolute sincerity, the teenager believes that the other party will definitely be very satisfied.

Imperial City Midtown, the third floor.

At this time, the third floor area is covered with a hazy mist, which is a purification method used to settle and absorb dust and various possible toxic substances. The hazy mist will gradually turn into a light rain and slide down the eaves to the ground. , and then did not enter the developed water circulation system in the central urban area of ​​the imperial capital, and after purification, it merged into the natural water system around the imperial capital.

Following the address left by Hua An, Ian quickly arrived at Mo Feng's address.

This is a small southern-style building with a tiled red roof and a rather high bottom for moisture protection, but in the Imperial City, this structure is just the builder's personal preference. On its third floor, or a raised spire, there is a small book house surrounded by transparent glass. It can be imagined that its owner is reading books and watching the scenery at a high place on weekdays.

In addition, there are many weeds and wildflowers in the front yard of the small building. Yes, it is weeds, carefully planted and fertilized weeds, they are quite vigorous, with all kinds of variegated flowers, and in the middle of a pile of weeds is an artificial beehive, and many bees are weeding. Flying in the grass garden.

"It seems that this lovely fairy lady has a different way of understanding the natural landscape. But I have to say that this is indeed the most natural way of planting - and it is indeed very worry-free."

This is Ian's evaluation. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with weeds. He just doesn't know that he should be standing at the door and shouting, 'I'm here! ' Or try to find where the doorbell is.

How does the goblin greet guests?

But obviously, it doesn't need to. A bee in the hive saw Ian and danced around him, and the door to the small building opened.

Ian walked towards the building along the path covered by grass. The door was already open, and Hua An could even hear the voice of Hua An saying that he was coming to pick him up.

But it was another goblin who came to open the door for him.

——Purple ink that exudes a scholarly scent.

This was the first thought in Ian's mind.

The light flowing from the small building, with a warm orange color, overflowed from the door, illuminating the figure of the white-haired boy, while a fairy girl in a dark purple dress floated in the air, her dark eyes flashing Curious, he smiled and nodded at him.

She has beautiful long dark purple hair, but when she looked closely, she found that these hairs were actually some kind of fluid, just gently supported by the wind, flowing in the air, and the dark eyes were like ink, in the air With a trace of ink ripples.

No, not only that... The opponent's entire body, whether it's the slender wrists or the long pointed ears, the flowing dragonfly-shaped wings or the wizard hat on his head, are all made of some kind of fluid, water mist. Made with the wind!

——This goblin has an ink painting style? !

Will there still be abstract goblins in the future? With the light on, it doesn't seem impossible...

Ink wind, ink wind... It's really ink and wind...

"It's the first time we met in reality." At this moment, the purple-haired Miss Mo Feng greeted me happily. Her tone was quite familiar. Obviously, for a fairy, there is no difference between reality and virtual world. She already felt that Ian had officially met. An acquaintance: "Come in, Hua An and Frost Die are waiting."

"Yes……"

Surprised by Mo Feng's realistic painting style for a while, Ian walked into the small building.

Then he realized that it was not so much a house as a small library in the shape of a small building.

There are books all over the four walls, all kinds of books and anthologies are neatly placed on their shelves full of labels, only the leisure furniture like a water bag chair is placed in the center.

And Hua An and Shuangdie just came down from the second floor: "Ian, are you here?" "Father~"

They were obviously chatting with Mo Feng before, because they flew over with them, and there was an identical hydration chair on the ground.

"This is where fairies often gather in the imperial capital, but I usually take care of it."

Mo Feng said softly, her tone was like a gust of breeze, the fragrance of flowers swept across the courtyard, and Ian also smiled and sent the gift he prepared, causing the fairy lady to make an unexpected voice: "Yeah, this is ... a record of your own handwriting?"

"It's still labyrinth exploration - I've been wanting to ask this since I heard what Hua An said, but I didn't expect you to write a book directly, it's really great!"

Facts have proved that even a 'book' fairy like Mo Feng is just as lively when he is happy.

After Mofeng happily took out a bag of human-sized hydration chairs from the basement, Ian sat on this cool and soft chair with the other fairies, and began to listen to the happy afternoon chat among the fairies, while He happily took out a copy from Miss Mo Feng's private collection and read it.

Because of the gift that was quite appetizing, Miss Mofeng readily agreed to Ian's request to borrow it, and even agreed to Ian to take it back to read it slowly. Although he didn't need it, he was really happy.

A good gift can really make friends more effective.

But soon, Ian also lifted his head from the book because of a key word, and began to listen to the goblins' open-mouthed chat.

That keyword is naturally the 'Lone Mountain Conference'.