Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill took the time to send away the dazed Lynn.

Linn will be able to react to his bludgeoning in a while: It's not just that the university town needs Linn's management, residential and commercial areas are really big troubles.

The dwarf who opened the shop met the undead...well, think about it, Hill sweats for Lynn.

If the dwarf doesn't hold back and starts, the undead will never let him have a chance to finish.

Of course, there are also solutions that can’t beat people. Time and lip service are very rich for the undead.

But now that there are dwarves and dwarves living in Aglaia City, Hill feels that he can also move the people from the large residential area.

This, Hill is quite happy, he has always wanted to build a big botanical garden under his floating castle.

Unfortunately, after coming here from the Silver Shield, the situation couldn't be controlled by him.

Compared to the botanical garden in his heart, Hill would still choose to let more people in. It was impossible for him to make the people of the Silver Shield the only residents in this small town.

In that case, whose name belongs to this city? Even if the Paladins had sufficient self-control, they wouldn't want to do so, and their entourage and family would not.

Now finally back on track.

In the future, in the city of Aglaia, flexible puppets and magic circles will be used to monitor the alleys, and the Elf Crusaders will guard the guards on the main road, and they will be able to deploy at any time when they are warned.

The Silver Shield will only continue to patrol this side of the road, mainly looking at taverns and commercial streets.

The place where the Knights of Justice appears is indeed a kind of restraint for those who want to do bad things.

Many people want to avoid seeing these white armors.

However, they would rather endure the discomfort of seeing the Knights of Justice than the ‘trashir elves’ who use ‘faction detection’ at will.

Here in Hill, there can be no fewer caravans.

After all, Luskan in the north is not the end, there are even more terrifying frozen soil and ten northern towns.

The caravan coming from there only aims at Deep Water City, and only there is the place with the highest price.

However, there are also some caravans with low power in Deepwater City that will directly sell the goods brought from the frozen ground to Hill.

The price at which Hill purchases various materials and ingredients is not much worse than that of Deep Water City.

They can also save a lot of taxes, especially the entry tax in Deep Water City, which is taxed by car, and the price is high.

They can store the cart in the warehouse next to the Hill Hotel, and don't even need to bring the camel.

The various camel animal feeds in Hill are well matched. After half a month of storage, almost all of them are fat and strong.

They even bring new people to the town every time they recruit new people to judge whether there is a plague on these people.

After such a long time, the people of Faerun Continent have more or less understood the reasons for the spread of the plague, as long as they don't collect the gold bars and various ancient gold coins that look within a year.

The caravan now requires these people not to bring any money before recruiting new recruits.

The caravan will directly pay them the first month's salary.

As long as you don't stay within a certain range with these problematic golds, even if there is a caravan with a plague next to him, the caravan who is now going out to drink pure water can avoid being infected.

Now the value of gold coins in major cities is high again, and no one dares to use gems to value them.

Although the trouble this time was caused by the big cities of Jianwan, they didn't need to worry about that.

Even if there is not enough pure water to protect the entire city like Neverwinter City, with their financial resources, they can still get enough pure pearls to clean the baby in their hands.

As long as the nobles don't call friends and gather together every day like in the past, accidents rarely happen. No matter how poor aristocratic families are, they can buy one or two pearls to save their lives.

Only when the plague first spread, a large number of nobles died, and they had too many treasures, even if some people had become official professionals, they couldn't hold it.

Hill felt that the caravan, which was very wary of the undead, would soon continue to come shouting ‘True Fragrance’.

After discovering Hill’s agency, the undead stuffed them frantically.

The large number of products they practiced, Trasher would not be able to sell.

Hill gave the family of the Paladins of the Silver Shield two choices: continue to rent in a small town or buy residential houses in the city.

If they also move to the city, then Hill intends to change all the hotel side into shops and warehouses.

Hill felt that they would choose to move into the city, where housing prices were not expensive.

That is to say, those single entourage would choose to live here, so Nahill only had to move their little house to the end and put it together with the apartment building.

Linn's mayor's mansion was directly moved into the special open space of Aglaia City, and it will become his private house in the future.

There is a special city hall for him to use, and the various facilities and buildings related to the municipal administration are complete, and even the military barracks for the city guards have been set up.

The undead are already skilled workers in this area, and William has been hiring them to do this kind of work since Salar.

As long as Lynn begins to hand over with the time and space artifact, he won't have time to come to Hill to care about that point.

But now, Hill needs to find Terry, who has been squatting on the mountain waiting for him to clarify, and have a good chat about the future.

Hill walked through the maze and walked to the door of the Dragon's Nest. He couldn't help but stand there and blinked.

How could Valley Ramba, the **** of earth elements, get involved with Terry?

They were playing a ball game, one with their tails and the other with their fists, trying to control their own strength, hitting a light ball.

The pile of ragged **** next to Dragon Nest told Hill that in these two days, the two of them had never worried about things outside at all, but had been playing this game.

"Sir." Martha appeared beside him, "When the undead was playing ball, the earth element lord saw it. He was very interested and wanted it all the time, so I bought a lot with the undead and sent it to Mr. Terry. Here it is."

"Good job." Hill nodded, "Thank you Martha, you are very thoughtful. Neither Terry nor this one is suitable for contacting the undead right away."

"Why?" Of course Gulamba had noticed Hill a long time ago. "Even if there are thousands of Ransendall, I'm not afraid~"

Hill couldn't help laughing. For the elements, Ransendre's incident was really nothing. When they did something on their own, it caused more damage.

After all, as long as there is a trace of consciousness remaining, they can completely recover in the elemental world.

"At least one-third of them know how to exile." Hill directly said the most likely thing. "Don't think that if you are much higher than them, there will be no problems. Exile is always a matter of probability. .

If you really want a group of people to test luck with you every day, you can do whatever you want. "

Gulamba was too big, more than half a person taller than the lord leaders watching the excitement.

As long as within the cast range of the exile spell, the first reaction of the undead when seeing him is definitely to use this spell.

After all, Gulamba is different from other earth elemental elves. Those are summoned by Hill and need to obey Hill's orders, so in the eyes of the undead, they are green names.

But Gulamba is different, he is neutral.

Exile is available.

Hill didn't want to mention this at all. If he and the undead emphasize not to use exile on this tall earth spirit, it will only get the opposite effect: remind every undead who sees Gulamba, this guy can actually Try it twice.

And the undead who can't break the defense at all will definitely get an exile technique at a glance.

Hand owe is an impulse that everyone who plays games can never restrain. Everyone will have a beautiful illusion of "what if I succeeded".

Gulamba thought about the number of those new elves, and the stone face was filled with depression: "But I still want to take a stroll in your city. There is a rare place where I can take a walk."

Terry pressed the ball in his paws and couldn't help but ask his head sideways: "Why don't you sign an alliance contract with Hill? It's not for you to obey his orders, but at least you have to make sure that you won't bother him!

Otherwise, in Hill's city, you will never be regarded as your own by the defensive circle. "

Gu Lamba said gloomily: "The Elemental God must be neutral. They do too much."

"You?" Terry accidentally used his claws, and the ball broke with a'poof'. He yelled a few times before fluttering his wings discouragedly and asked, "My mother said. So many stories, you..."

"That's different!" Gulamba said dryly, "Also, don't listen to them nonsense, what **** love story, how can I think that an orc goddess is better than a stone.

It's just that she is pious enough to the earth, and I have a friendly attitude towards her.

I really don't understand, I just gave her a gem mine, but can you give yourself more believers?

It’s just that she knows wherever she preached, and my followers are not interested in showing off with my gift. "

Seeing the disdain on Taili's dragon face, Gu Lamba simply turned his head to look at Hill: "You are also a child of the earth, although it is not mine.

You say ~www.readwn.com~ Do you think that female orc is good-looking? She is not as tall as my legs! "

"For the god, when is height a problem?" Terry couldn't help but interject.

"Don't use the eyes of the dragon to judge the **** of the earth!" Guramba was angry, "We have our own aesthetic vision! It will not change according to the race!"

"Terry, shut up." Hill said calmly.

Terry shrugged his shoulders, and finally asked, "Do you still want to play the ball?"

"Of course I want to play!" Gulamba said quickly, "It's rare to buy such a cheap ball! The new elves must be very good at alchemy!"

Hill touched his cheek, still suppressing the complaint: The undead really only have these things to do well, and don't know why, the manufacturing level of the ball is higher than the magic lamp.

Hill understands very well how many **** the undead will have in their hands, and there will not be a few of the Trasher people wasting so much money to buy a ball to play.