Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill hesitated when he saw his boss coming over to greet him.

He kind of understood why this kind of environmental golem appeared.

A dwarf was yelling in his somewhat sharp voice: "Welcome! Anything you want? Guest."

"I want to see the golem." Hill turned his head and looked at the stock in the store. There were still normal goods from wood golems, tin golems to steel golems.

"What do the guests want? In addition to the previous ones, there are also very popular wax golems~ You can customize the shape and body feel, and Baojun is satisfied~" The dwarf shouted, making Hill's mouth twitch.

"Shut up! Bowel!" A rough voice sounded, and a dwarf walked out of the workshop inside.

After Hill knew that he had arrived in Faerun, he knew that he would see all kinds of dwarves sooner or later, so in addition to paying attention to the skin color of the dwarves, he still maintained his calm appearance.

This was a tan-skinned dwarf with messy black hair, braided like a beard of the same color.

"This is a young guest! I'm still a mage, and I will definitely like wax golems, Askar!" The dwarf turned his head and shouted at the dwarf.

Hill lightly tapped his little shoulder, and hung a murderous vine around his neck: "If you can't learn to shut up, you will never be able to speak~"

Bower stiffly drew a cross in front of his mouth, then squatted to the side, covering his mouth.

Aska hesitated: "The Long Ears?"

"Should anyone buy your golem?" Hill asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Aska looked at the vine hanging around the dwarf's neck, and said very acquaintedly.

Although he is a dwarf, he is also a businessman.

Especially for things as expensive as golems, no dwarf would dare not sell it to elves.

Hill looked up and found that they were also part-time selling books: basic production of golems, advanced production, and manuals for the production of wax golems, fungal golems, and environmentally friendly golems.

Although there are only five books, each one is thick enough.

Hill stood slightly away from Askar and said, "I want these books."

The dwarf who squatted to one side laughed triumphantly behind his two small hands.

Hill snapped his fingers, and the vine quickly tightened, causing his hands to clasp his mouth tightly.

The dwarf, a race that is too nervous, absolutely can't give him a chance to radiate his thoughts.

Aska turned his head and took a look, and found that the mage in front of him just didn't give Bowel a chance to speak, so he was relieved and he could not speak.

Many people who came to buy the Golem would want to beat him up, and they would always tell him not to talk nonsense, but Bower just couldn't help it.

If it weren't for Silvermoon City's only golem shop, they would have gone bankrupt.

That's it. Many rich people would rather go to the Deepwater City. He hasn't encountered materials with higher value than steel for several years, not to mention the most attractive Mithril Golem in the hearts of the dwarves. !

Obviously some time ago, a great nobleman customized a silver golem mixed with mithril for his daughter, but they went to the shop in Deep Water that was not as good as their own.

Akasi thinks he will be a big joke of ethnic groups sooner or later, making friends carelessly is really a dwarf's life taboo!

Aska looked at Bower’s crazy eyes for help, turned her head blankly and told Hill: “Buy a golem worth more than 10,000 to send a production book, this book is after-sales service. If you are outside, the devil If the image is broken, you can temporarily repair it yourself."

The dwarf suddenly found the mage's position, and he only needs to look up slightly to see the mage's eyes.

Although his tone is still tough, it is obviously softer: "Business has not been very good recently. I can also give you a copy of my own manufacturing experience."

Hill laughed: "That's great, it's my honor."

The dwarf Bower next to him shook his eyes frantically at his dwarf companion. He didn't understand why Askar would say that business was not good, and their wax golems could be sold several times every day!

It is a pity that neither Askar nor Hill intends to let him participate in the dialogue.

"I want to buy one of each golem." Hill turned to look at the golem in the store. "Should it add up to it?"

"Of course, Wood Golem 4000, Wax Golem 2500, Tin Golem 6400, Fungus Golem 7000, Environmental Golem 600, Steel Golem 10,000." Askar was silent for 1 minute, probably counting the money, "Total 21500, we don't have a discount here.

However, we also support processing with supplied materials, and the price will be much different.

You are a mage, there should be no problem. "

Hill smiled and shook his head: "I just pay."

"Well, we will be responsible for the delivery." Askar said in a huff, "You pay half first, and I will give you the book, and the rest will be paid on delivery."

Hill Yang raised his left hand: "I don't need delivery, I have enough space and equipment."

Hill simply paid the money, put the book and the golem away, and walked out the door in Bowel's anxious eyes.

After walking a few hundred meters, Hill cancelled the magic.

Hearing sharp curses coming from behind him, Hill turned his head and walked back.

Bower squirmed his head in Akas's helpless eyes.

Hill gave him silence: "The mouth is so stinky, dwarf. Enjoy 8 hours of calmness."

The dwarves and gnomes who found Hill could cast spells in Silvermoon City were stiff.

They thought that the vine was carried by the wizard, and many wizards would choose to hang a contract pet on their bodies when entering Silvermoon City.

Akasi walked to his dwarf friend and smashed Bower on the head with a thick manual.

Hill shook his head, turned and left.

He just stuffed the pendant into the black robe in order to buy various meat products among ordinary people.

And this kind of simple and plain robe is actually worn by many wizards. It is the face. Hill also chose a more ordinary look. Maybe he looks a lot like an otaku in the university?

This is why the dwarf Bower dared to recommend that kind of artificial doll to him.

However, the story that Hill thought he would take the wax golem to the dance party was a rumor. Could it be that someone really used this fake doll as a dance partner?

This really evoked a lot of his past memories, no matter what kind of otaku in the world, there seemed to be the same number of show operations.

Hill remembers an advertisement in the business tabloid: In a club in Silvermoon City, a female partner only paid 50 gold and brought her own dress.

But the otaku would rather buy a wax golem that can change its appearance with magic, which is more than 6000 gold!

Thinking of this, Hill suddenly felt a little tired when he returned home. He didn't want to contact the wizards of Silvermoon City anymore.

The golem is only Hill's reserve plan. He intends to wait until when he is relatively free, combine his puppets, and study the ways to improve it.

He just wanted to see what was going on with the environmental golem.

But after disassembling the messy golem and almost sprayed with poison gas on his face, Hill understood that the golem did not seem to have a power source, but it actually moved on the poison gas.

It's like the so-called steam machine, except that the hot gas emitted is poisonous.

The only thing that is commendable is the core. Hill can feel the demeanor of a junior programmer by comparing the production manual.

The core of this golem was just instilled with a golem primary manufacturing manual, and then priority conditions for the replacement of various materials were set.

The reason why he can instill so much knowledge in such a bad core is because he uses dragon language.

No wonder only dwarfs are good at making such golems. Although this small race is a bit neurotic, many of them are masters of language.

Hill's dragon language is not very good, only a little simple everyday language.

There is no dragon in Trashir, and the ancestor on the side of the elves is also a scumbag, only God's words are good.

Hill gave up the research on the golem for the time being, and just waited for the silence to learn dragon language magic again, and that Terry's arrival was also not bad, at least there is no need to raise him in vain.

People in Silvermoon City have been panicking recently, and the teachers at the University of Magic and Magic have begun to actively take classes, hoping to divert the attention of these low-level mages from how to fight the dragon.

Don't go to death for a wizard who is less than 8th level. Not everyone can be a hero.

Hill is very happy, he can finally start attending his university lectures.

As he thought, when Hill was staying in the university library to read books, many mages would take his students to give lectures nearby ~www.readwn.com~ and his library card level was very high, if If the professor does not refuse, he has the right to enter the classroom to listen.

No one will refuse a student who is a professor at the University of Magic.

Hill has read their latest textbooks, and listens to classes with his own understanding every day, giving him a lot of new insights.

Hill didn't give up any class he wanted to listen to. The few days in the library gave him a little understanding of these professors.

He just modified his appearance a bit when a certain female professor of enchantment was nearby.

The Ms. Sinnheich seemed to have known the news that Hill was auditing at the university, and she was touring the campus every day.

Hill therefore determined her uselessness.

Ellastro has already started organizing personnel to save her hapless allies. She, who is known as a loyal follower of the current City Lord, can only stay on campus for a walk.

It seems that the city owner didn't take her seriously.

Obviously he was a level 12 master of enchantment, and after being involved in the political struggle, he appeared to be so stupid.

High intelligence does not mean that you can switch to politics.

Hill would not sympathize with her. People who play power struggles will get nothing innocent, not to mention that she is hostile to Hill.

Although she acted as if she wanted to invite Hill to join their camp, the malice emanating from her heart clearly made her feel sick when Hill passed by.

She was worried that a powerful mage like Hill would become a follower of City Lord Silvermoon, and her status would decline.

But the way she dangled in the university was enough to make all discerning people understand that she had no status at all.

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