Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

　　 Hill was dizzy: I haven't seen such an interesting drama in many years! The player's world is really aimed at angering the enemy, and the people watching it are the most enjoyable.

　　Hill has seen some people talking about forums that are hot, it seems that they can see the forums on a tablet.

　　 I really want to get a tablet! Hill scratched his head and wanted.

　　 It's a pity that Hill is timid, even if he gets this thing, he dare not use it. After all, once it was used, it was completely exposed under the eyelids of the God of Time and Space. Hill muttered silently: "Think of William! Poor William!" He finally controlled himself.

　　 Hill changed direction and squatted. He saw a player browsing the alchemy recipe book. Although it was only a basic level potion, the formula provided by the gods was definitely more comprehensive than Hill's hands.

　　 The player turned quickly, and Hill was struggling to remember almost all his energy.

　　 Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"

　　 The massive use of mental power made Hill feel a little awkward, so that he didn't react immediately and used spells to escape.

　　 Hill, who was in a cold sweat, saw Fran with a scolding face in a blink of an eye: "Foreign...Grandfather, why are you here?"

　　 "If someone wants to kill you, do I have to collect your corpse?" Fran said coldly, "Don't you know how many people around here are watching? You dare to die with a little talent?"

　　 "Yes, grandfather, I'm sorry! I won't dare anymore!" Hill repeatedly begged for mercy.

　　 "What are you doing here?" Fran asked: "I let you stay in the mage tower honestly, don't care about these things! You little mage dare to participate in the battle of gods?"

　　 Hill was surprised: "God war? He just appeared?"

　　 "What do you say in God's Domain!" Fran said, "Quickly follow me back!"

　　 Hill said regretfully, "That tablet is very useful! I just read a little and added a lot of formulas."

　　Frann replied: "There is still a chance in the future. The news of the battle of God will come back soon, these undead people are always going to run. Just take two at that time."

　　 Hill can only answer yes, but he understands in his heart that the players are afraid of nothing to do, how could they be afraid of war, and the gods are not afraid.

　　 In their game, no matter how powerful the gods and demons are, they are only the boss they can solve. They couldn't be more familiar with the life pile.

　　 The ambition of the **** of time and space has been revealed. As long as most of his divine power is handed over to the system, the summoned players can drown the human continent.

　　 There are dozens of human kingdoms, and the total population is only 230 million. Hill never doubted the population of a technological society.

　　 Hill looked up to Fran and said, "I want to find an excuse to tell the players my address. They are welcome to visit me when they arrive in the West."

　　Fran raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have seen a lot of messages in the past few days. We have to talk about it when we go back!"

　　 Hill knew that Frank had acquiesced. He quickly turned his head and looked everywhere.

　　 The little mage who looked at basic alchemy had already walked to the stove in the corner and tried to cook the potion. Hill lightly sat on the branch above his head: "Wrong, that is Schisandra, you want to put thistle."

　　 The little mage who called Chi Chi Wai Wai gave an exclamation, threw the schisandra away in a hurry, and put a handful of milk thistle seeds. Then suddenly raised his head to look at Hill: "Who?"

　　 Hill lowered his head and smiled at him: "Hello, this is Hill. Hill Polano."

　　 Chichiwaiwai hesitatingly said: "Hello, I am Chihuawaiwai. Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

　　 Hill listened to the special language for the task, and smiled: "I am very curious about the legendary undead, so I came to take a look. Among so many people, you are the only one who is earnestly distinguishing herbs. Do the undead do not use medicine?"

　　 "No, it's just that our herbs are not the same as yours here, so we don't recognize it." Haw said, "We who came first prefer to fight, and there will be more researchers in the future."

　　 "Really?" Hill replied, "Actually, I want to watch it for a few more days. But the elders came to arrest me and went back. I appreciate your efforts."

Hill looked at the haw who almost jumped up and smiled: "You are currently in the northern border of Salar, and I live in the Baronial Polano in the western border. If one day, you are in the west, welcome to my house as a guest. ."

　　 Hill handed a small set of mana potions to Hahawaiwai: "I think you want to make this. This is what I did before. Get it for you."

　　 He looked at the chir who said thank you: "Although you are also a junior professional level, you still don't seem to use magic power. Read more basic books. Mathematics is the foundation of magic."

　　 Hill flew slowly, and when he was about to install a big one, he was caught by the collar by Flange and entered the super high-speed flight mode.

　　Magic is indeed a high-level! Hill felt that he flew back to the Mage Tower in about 2 hours, just like a tornado.

　　 Seeing Adrian who had returned, Hill knew why Frank knew he had run away.

　　 His wicked first complained and said: "Why did you come back so early? Uncle Adrian!"

　　 Adrian simply laughed angrily: "Do you know how it feels when I rush back to see you not here?"

　　 Hill replied: "I just go and have a look."

　　 Adrian said: "You told me not to contact them! Then what do you do by yourself?"

　　 Hill diverted his attention and said, "They said at least 50,000 people will come in one month."

　　Fran, who had been listening, couldn't help it: "One month?"

"Yes, they said it themselves." Hill replied: "The undead have been talking about it, thinking that the small valley can't live, William should give the newcomers a new place. I was curious, so I listened carefully. , They said that 50,000 people would have to come in after a month."

　　Fran said: "That is, at least 50,000 people?"

　　 "Yes, that person has probably been hidden for a long time, he is very powerful!" Hill said, "I just don't know how he accumulated the faith."

　　Franch replied: "It's not the world. But his foundation is here, so he must return to this side to seal the gods."

　　 Hill felt that if he was in another world, he might be the **** of the game.

　　 He asked Fran in doubt: "If it's a different world, why is there a magical battle? Which one ended up so early?"

　　Franche sneered: "In addition to his own time and space, that person's hand has also reached out to entertainment and education, even justice and fairness!"

　　 Hill frightened: "Justice?"

　　Franche said: "Are you stupid? Is justice and fairness the same thing?"

　　 He said again: "That majesty only dared to use justice."

　　 Fairness and fairness have always been together in Hill's eyes, but they are definitely not here. This continent has never pursued fairness. The **** of justice looks more like the **** of contract.

　　 Justice must be declared by the righteous gods. Who is offended by entertainment and education?

　　Fran looked at the puzzled Hill and said, "Love and literature, knowledge."

　　 Adrian was stunned: "Knowledge?"

　　Franch said: "The majesty seems to want to determine the definition of education first."

　　 Hill suddenly understood that the professionals in this world are all single-line apprentices, and there is no such thing as basic education. It is very difficult for ordinary civilians to learn to write. A personal servant like Bonn who can be a nobleman has to rely on several generations of struggle. Lina's father was Fran's entourage back then.

　　What does education mean? The world doesn't even understand the gods: for them, knowledge is expensive and needs to be cherished.

　　 Hill didn't want to say anything, even if the **** of knowledge understands the meaning of education, he might not fight for it.

　　 He was shocked to hear Fran say, "This time the rose and the scepter are the main ones." Hill knew it was the **** of nobility and kingship. It seems that this person understands that fairness is the greatest threat to the foundation of the nobility.

　　 Then the goddess of love and art, who has been stalking the noble god, will definitely end. Now that these two have taken action, then the **** of justice and the **** of knowledge will only wait and see.

　　 Hill thought silently: "Nobles and royal power? No one really believes in this stuff. Few people who believe these will come to play the game."

　　Fran said he: "Do you really think that one has the chance? Why did you suddenly come into contact with the undead?"

　　 Adrian was stunned: "Hill, don't you always want us to contact the undead?"

　　Français went on to say: "And after I talked about the war of gods, you still want to emphasize that people come to you when they come to the West. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seems that you think William can win?"

　　 Hill said: "They have a lot of people. 50,000 people in their mouths are just the first step."

　　Franch was surprised: "Do you think the power of that majesty is enough to summon more undead?"

　　 "Although their bodies are made of divine power, they are very weak." Hill does not want to say that the tablet is the foundation of divine power, and those bodies are actually made from tablets.

　　 The supernatural power is only 1 point, which forms the chip of the tablet, and this chip is also hidden.

　　 The player's body is made by the magic of the chip. Hill has noticed that the spying wizards are paying attention to the bodies of the undead, exploring the contrast between the magical power and the divine power that constitute the body. In fact, there is no supernatural power in that body.

　　 When the player uses the tablet, they take it out of the backpack. Hill has carefully observed that the small bag that exists in the shape of a pocket is the flat motherboard, and the supernatural power that constitutes the chip has been steadily hidden in it. The tablet in the player's hand is actually a computer screen.

　　 is really a genius creativity. He is the **** of time and space, and every one of his family members carries a space bag, and no one feels abnormal. The waist bag of this standard can be made by the Arch Mage. Players are using it every day, perfect for all the snoopers to ignore.

　　 Even if he guessed it, Hill didn't want to tell anyone.

　　 He looked up and said, "I can feel his power. And the undead are pretty sure that their lord **** can summon more people!"

　　 Adrian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good too. As long as his job is not affected, my majesty will not take any shots casually."

　　Fran said: "Then I won't mention it. God war has nothing to do with the wizard." He turned his head to face Hill: "Where is the place you said last time? I'll see if it's appropriate to build a tower."