Lord of Plenty

As the sun slowly sets below the horizon and the Purple Moon rises, the first harvest celebration in the Harvest Territory officially begins.

Amid the cheers of the people, Old Tate lit the first bonfire on behalf of Kun.

With the support of a group of trainee mages, Myhrvold chanted a spell and used the second-level ice magic, "Hail Technique".

Hailstones smaller than those summoned by the normal hail spell piled up into a hill on a clean stone plate. The little cook Shalan brought two maids from the castle, a bucket of buffalo milk, and a bucket of buffalo milk. It was poured on the iceberg and desserts were made on the spot.

On the high platform, Kun smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the archmage Falcole next to him. Falcole stroked his white beard, stood up from the chair, and took out his staff.

There are all kinds of magic wands on the mainland, big and small, wood, coral, magic stone, and all kinds of materials, as long as they don't hinder the flow of magic and conform to the mage's wishes.

For example, the coral staff in Kun's hand is actually made of the staff that the Naga priests in the sea are willing to use. It is also the kind of whole coral that is as big as a crutch, and it is very majestic.

To them, Kun's little staff was probably no different from using a leftover fish bone to cast spells if they were so poor.

Archmage Falcole's staff is made of wood, but the materials used are very particular.

It is the core of the Holy Sound Tree. Judging from the polishing process of the staff, it should come from the hands of the old craftsmen of the staff supported by the Wangdu Mage Association. It is not a personal staff of the Archmage, and will never be easily disposed of.

The Holy Sound Tree is a kind of magical tree that only grows in places with strong light elements. Places where light elements gather are very rare in the natural environment. On the contrary, it occasionally grows in the cathedrals and holy courtyards of the Holy See.

Legend has it that devout believers can hear the teachings of the Holy Spirit under the tree of the Holy Sound Tree, so the Holy Sound Tree has an extraordinary status in the eyes of the Holy See and believers. If you want to cut down the Holy Sound Tree to make a staff, you must first ask the chief in the Inquisition. The knights will not allow it.

I saw the Archmage Falcole lightly holding his staff, and a ball of white light flew into the sky. This was the first-level light magic "Illumination".

Then there were more balls of light, like a little fairy with only a faint light, flying over the celebration, like a dream.

"Illumination" is only the most basic magic, and even trainee magicians can use it at will, but if Falcole can summon hundreds or thousands of them at will, the average mid-level magician will be exhausted.

Moreover, Falcole can turn these originally bright magic light balls into this misty brilliance, which is more suitable for the current occasion. It is worthy of its title of magic living book, and its strength is indeed extraordinary.

Falcole is also the one who is closest to the fourth-level hero field among the many heroes Kun has seen. He has gone further than his father, Marquis Lawrence, and has already walked a full half of the distance.

If Falcole can live beyond 300 years old, he might be able to break through that barrier with his own strength like Gu Long.

However, before he came to the Harvest Territory, this situation was just a good wish. Immortality potions are rare and abnormal, and most of them are drug-resistant. There are few immortality potions that can be taken twice in a row.

And after he came to the Harvest Territory, he no longer needed to grind through the stone bit by bit like before to reach that state. Kun had already given him the key to that door.

However, the old man has not taken the blood fusion potion so far, and has not even eaten the golden apple. Kun can only say that Falkler is a real mage like him.

Whenever I see something interesting, I want to study it first, without regard to the consequences.

The blood fusion potion does not have much technical content. It is very simple to decipher its ingredients. Grace can easily do it. What is difficult is the holy relics and even the divine blood that are the main ingredients of the fusion.

Unless they also have a fertile mother tree that can replicate bloodlines in large quantities, even if they obtain the formula for the bloodline fusion potion, they will not be able to create many fourth-level strong men.

And if you take medicine without reading the instructions, it will kill you.

"Haha, Lord, why don't you show off your skills? Your subjects are all waiting."

Falcole smiled broadly. Although he had lived for a long time, this was the first time he attended such a banquet held by a lord for his people.

It’s also quite interesting to have so many mages cast magic to enhance the festive atmosphere. It’s quite interesting to come here by chance.

"Then it's embarrassing."

Kun smiled slightly. Today he was dressed more formally than when he greeted Mrs. Mitchell. He wore a bright red mage robe with golden runes embroidered on the edge. It takes three years of work to compile such a high-level mage robe.

Whether it is the attraction to magic in the air or the magic resistance, this robe is undoubtedly better, but Kun is used to wearing the yellow low-level robe, and this is the first time he has worn it in a formal occasion. Mage robe.

Without taking out his staff, Kun just stretched out his hand and lightly scratched the air in front of him.

The space seemed to be torn open by a pair of invisible hands, revealing a dark background. A colorful light mist like an aurora slowly flew out from the other end of the space, floating towards those summoned by Falcole in the sky. Magic light balls, in an instant, those magic light balls emitting a hazy white light were dyed colorful.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves came from the crack in the space. Everyone in the audience stretched their necks and looked at the inside of the space curiously.

I saw a pony with wings but only half a person's height running out happily from the space crack on the aurora, followed by colorful flying fish, a strange chair with four legs jumping around, a frog floating in the air like a balloon, a snake with no tail but only two heads, a tree walking on its roots, a book cover flapping like a bird, and a magic book flying in the air...

Colorful, absurd and weird, magical and cute, and not dangerous at all.

"Dream fish? You can summon so many dream fish from the etheric sea at once, and not let them mess around, and not let the material world consume them. It seems that the Lord has made great progress in the exploration of the magic path."

"It's just a little accidental gain. When is the Grand Mage going to be promoted to the fourth level?"

"No hurry. I used to be very anxious, and even gave up on myself. I thought I was just like those peers who looked down on me when I was young, just a better mediocre person, and I couldn't step into the supreme realm even if I died.

Now that I can take this step at any time, I am not anxious at all. This strange mentality, forget it, it's better for the Lord not to know in this life, I won't tell you in detail."

Falcole looked proud that he had a lot of experience and couldn't tell others.

Kun secretly said "Tsk", you want to say it, but this Lord doesn't want to listen.

There was no elegant opera, nor the alien dance of the sub-orcs. The residents of the Plenty Territory sang and danced around the bonfire, tasting barbecue, fine wine, and desserts. The players were also infected by this joyful mood and joined in.

The dwarfs let go of their stomachs and ate desserts. In fact, since the celebration began, their eyes have never left the huge iceberg dessert.

"Ahem~, this wine is so spicy."

The little white stripe in the waves, Xu Niangniang, Jiang Xiaobai and other players also gathered together.

Old Kili, who was sitting not far from the few people, turned around and smiled, "This is the blood-scorching wine specially provided by our Ice Fang Mercenary Group. Most men can't stand this taste. You can add some ice cubes to the wine, which will make the wine more palatable, but don't drink too much, this wine is strong."

On the other side, Lei Duo, who was less sinister and more heroic than half a year ago, raised his glass to Little Joel.

Joel smiled, happy from the bottom of his heart:

"I have to go to stand guard in a while, so I won't drink the wine. You guys drink it."

Ledo looked disdainful, stubborn, and hypocritical. He has been like this since he was a child.

He raised the wine glass to Nia again. Nia was much more generous. She put down the barbecue in her hand and drank it all with the wine glass.

Ledo's face twitched. This was distilled liquor.

He was determined and drank it all with his head tilted up. When the glass was brought, Leido's fair face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were blurred. Obviously, he drank too much.

Holding the wine glass, Si Shiming, who stood in the corner of the banquet and silently observed all this, nodded.

This game is very well made, three points better than the best case he imagined.

In other words, in his eyes, this game has long-term vitality.

I didn't quite understand why the top management of Le Tu didn't find someone to live broadcast earlier or later, but waited until the celebration or the players' activities were over before starting the live broadcast.

Is this a command error by the top management of Le Tu? No, this is exactly their brilliance.

What is the sign that a game is fun?

Game content? Game quality? Beautiful characters? Realistic scenery?

These are secondary, and the answer given by Le Tu Studio is right in front of us.

Today's game manufacturers make the game more and more complicated. It sounds good to let players experience the fun of collecting, but in fact it forces players to spend money, otherwise they will let players experience the fun of playing the game.

I'm already very tired at work, and I want to play a game to relax, but the more I play, the more tired I get. No matter how interesting the game is and how good the content is, how many players can continue to play it.

Many high-quality games have become private servers for krypton masters, and ordinary players have become a part of the krypton masters' enjoyment of the game.

In Si Shiming's opinion, a game can be considered a rare masterpiece if it does two things well. The first is the sense of immersion. When the player truly resonates with the soul of the character in the game, the game comes alive.

The second is that everyone can play happily together, even if they are separated by a screen and don't know each other, just like what is happening in front of us.

"The children haven't been so happy for a long time."

Yimi Yier, the chief elder of the Yimi tribe, who was carried on the back of a colorful snail to attend the celebration, had tears in his eyes.