Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill arranged the hall between him and Terry into a large study room with bookshelves on three sides.

Then began to put out the books on Faerun's side in rows.

The ones he has seen are placed on the top, and the new ones are placed on the bottom.

Finally, a few floating dishes were found, and after setting up a range that could not leave the main house, they threw them on the open space and flew wherever they went.

When needed, a wizard's hand can call them over.

He thought for a while, and then set up a large kitchen and dining room on the first floor on his side. In this house, he would not do more powerful spell experiments, at most he completed the fourth chapter of the magic book.

He has a hunch that Chapter 4 is the last time, when the magic book connects to the origin of the world, the reaction is relatively small.

At the beginning of Chapter 5, the feedback from the world will obviously increase, and Hill doesn't want to be the target of public criticism.

Therefore, the second layer was simply divided into a spell laboratory and an alchemy laboratory, and Hill also only used some high-level magic arrays for protection.

As long as it can resist the attack of the legendary rank, it doesn't need to be perfected, after all, it is a place to live temporarily for a few years.

When Hill's affairs were almost handled, Martha also took the puppets to decorate several houses.

He walked into his side and brought a floating saucer to fly directly to the third floor. He placed a staircase between his residence and the hall, and then opened a corner to let the floating saucer free. Up and down elevators.

I don't plan to welcome foreign guests in my own room, except for a large bathroom on this floor.

All walls have been converted into blue ocean crystals, allowing Hill to easily see the scenery outside.

This kind of crystal looks airtight, but in fact it is similar to breathable glass, and each pore can freely change air.

So even if there is no window, there is a gentle breeze blowing in the room.

Martha put white transparent gauze on these glass windows, which was slowly drifting at this moment, making Hill feel very comfortable.

Especially when he felt the violent divine power fluctuations from the North Shore, he was even more happy.

Seeing a hint of whiteness from the horizon, he decided to take a bath to welcome the dawn.

Then Hill changed into a dark blue robes with silver rims, ready to go out vigorously.

He was going to buy some newspapers, and then listen to if there was any upsetting news.

Then, by the way, subscribe to all the newspapers and publications that Silvermoon City can buy, whether they are academic or gossip.

Hill, who had just walked out the door, saw Lynn who was planning to come to him.

"Good morning, Lynn!" Hill greeted with a smile.

"I can't settle..." Lynn said weakly. "Do you know how many people came to me yesterday to find out about you?

Fortunately, I haven't asked you before.

It was so annoying, I asked them to find the Golden Elf King directly. "

Hill smiled at him embarrassedly.

"Actually, I can't blame you." Lynn sighed and said, "Of course you have to be happy if you have money. Why don't you report any grudges?

Elves have never tolerated large numbers of existence.

They dare not do anything to me, it's not just because our Lord God is staring.

Unless you and Meser can be killed together, otherwise, no one would dare to harm the Golden Elf bloodline in Silvermoon City or even the Silvermoon Alliance.

The only advantage of our golden elves is that they are united, and Faerun Continent knows it. "

Hill silently recalled the Elven God King of Trashir, and expressed sincere doubts about Lynn's words.

"I was bored to live with my teacher's house yesterday. He is in the mansion on the shore of Ruiwen, which is similar to yours here.

I have to go back today, so I'm here to talk to you individually.

By the way, I have one thing for you.

Last night, my teacher Kressa Rurian almost had a smile. It is said that you didn't give a face to the dean of the enchantment department, Xinnhehe?

Let me tell you, don't worry about getting revenge.

The relationship between them is not very good. It is normal for the person holding the invitation from my teacher to not give the lady a face.

She is also a little too arrogant, and she wants to grab materials from the lady! Her master dare not do this.

However, you still want to read books in the university library in the future. It is best for the mages and professors in the academy, don't offend them all. "

Hill recalled that Kressa Lurain should be the dean of the musical instrument branch of the Bard Academy. Although there was also an elf blood, it did not seem to be a golden elf.

His time in this academy was almost the same as the time when Esladro was the lord of the city, and he should also be a follower of the Supreme Lady.

He must be full of malice towards Xinnhehe who is dependent on the current city lord and dared to be disrespectful to Eslacho, but he will not take the initiative, at best make small moves.

Hill glanced at Lynn, smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'm always at peace when no one provokes me."

Lynn is really friends, and specifically reported to Hill the full name of his teacher, for fear that Hill would be involved in the power struggle in Silvermoon City.

Lynn also laughed: "My teacher probably can't do anything, but you should be careful.

We just came out to travel, and didn't plan to stay in Silvermoon City forever.

By the way, where do you want to go this morning? "

"Buy some newspapers." Hill pointed to a small two-story building on the main road with the sign ‘News and Echo’.

Lynn followed behind him: "I don't know what happened to Woking's favored person so quickly."

"Then I should come out tomorrow too! I can make a reservation." Hill said with a smile, "It's not just for this, I also have to order those academic publications!

Especially the ‘Ladies’ Journal’ in the University Town, I have read a few collections of the previous two years, which are indeed very valuable for discussion. "

Lynn shrugged his shoulders: "Well, you are a standard mage. I only like to read music."

Hill secretly added in his heart: There is still gossip.

"It's still snowing! How are you going to leave?" Hill glanced at the snow still fluttering outside the magic film on Silvermoon City.

"It's not cold time anymore." Lynn pointed outside the city gate, "There are caravans going to Queral to sell goods. I'll just go with them."

Hill nodded, and if Linn followed, the caravan would be safer, so even if they prepared to leave at another time, they would change to today.

Hill took out a few magic scrolls and handed them to Lynn: "You keep this, I made it myself, don't think about whether the price of this thing is expensive.

For me, this is just a casual thing. It is actually very easy for high-level mages to make money. You think they are poor. It just spends too much and exceeds their limit.

If something happens to you, even if I thwart all those who hurt you, it doesn't make much sense. The only ones who take revenge and comfort will always be strangers. "

Lynn turned his head to think for a few seconds before accepting it altogether. In fact, he was still traveling time, and it was allowed by the family rules to help each other with the hapless Hill who was also kicked out of his home.

He glanced at the contents of the spell scroll and couldn't help but slammed his teeth. No wonder Hill was kicked out of the house before he was 80 years old. All he needed was life experience.

Except for the two auxiliary spells, the mansion spell and the rapid flight spell, what's left are blizzards, lightning and thunder, extreme freezing, and even meteorites!

Hill is actually a wizard above level 19!

Lynn looked sideways at that young face, not daring to speculate whether he had already broken through the limit of a mortal and reached level 20.

Even if many people reach level 19, it may take hundreds of thousands of years to break the limit to level 20.

He pondered for a moment and told Hill: "Then I can only say thank you. These are enough to save my life. It is estimated that it will last for several years.

Don't worry, I won't be self-righteous, I will come back for help in danger.

Go buy the newspaper yourself!

I went directly out of the city to find the caravan. They probably were ready to wait for me long ago!

This kind of caravan is not as fast as yours, so you need to leave early.

I will send you a letter. The female postmen in the Northland are very diligent. If you have money, you can go there once a day.

But if something really happened to me, it was definitely not because of you, but my unlucky teacher with a bad mouth.

No one thinks we have a closer relationship just because I take care of the same race. "

Hill Shinobi gave away Lynn. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seems to be in the University of Silvermoon City, there is also competition among various disciplines, probably because of the distribution of Esradro and Silvermoon City. Research funding?

Hill actually understood that if Lynn was used to deal with Hill just because the relationship was good, it would almost offend the entire Golden Elf race, including the elven gods.

Don't look at both Hill and Lynn as white-skinned half-elves, and you don't even need to know which family Hill comes from. This does not affect the protection of the golden elves and their main gods.

But who knows if there is any idiot who doesn't understand anything and just shot it out desperately?

Hill has never been afraid of those high-levels, but these guys who know little about elves.

But for this kind of guy, these spell scrolls Hill gave Lynn can definitely handle.

Hill slowly walked into the newspaper bureau with a strange name.

Sure enough, most of the employees in it were level 2 and 3 bards, and they were now gathering in a circle to discuss how much money the believer in Woking had been stolen.

Was Wojin really going to be reduced to a weak divine power? In the early morning battle, the power she provided to her favored one was too weak.

And Cyric's believers were too rampant, they even dared to enter Silvermoon City. If he hadn't taken the money, no one would have noticed it.

Hill was very satisfied with the latest news and tapped the bell on the counter.

"Ah! Welcome, do you have any favorite newspapers, sir?" A handsome boy in a gray shirt and a sleeveless vest of the same color immediately walked to the counter.

Hill placed the order according to his own ideas. The little poet, who had a happy face, changed his face instantly after seeing the address he had written on the receipt.

Hill smiled soothingly at the frightened little brother, turned around and went to the next bookstore.

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