Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

An Ran looked at the great mage who seemed to like art, and began to wonder in his heart what kind of gift is suitable for Master Polano.

Not to mention the value, it has to be tasteful.

He just said it! On such a large continent, there can be no ignorant people, otherwise, how could those great witches make friends with the great masters over there.

An Ran wondered with joy. Looking at the performance of the Archmage Polano, the lord of Aglaia must be a bit artistic, so many things would be easy!

These big families of Shoulong do not want to make money, but in this empire, most of the artists are also high-level professionals, and they cannot be wronged. They must be satisfied.

The reason why Hill said this was that in a short time, the undead's target must be the pirates in Jianwan or Moonshade Sea. After returning to Aglaia City this time, they would definitely not be able to go to the east.

With such a strong explosion of space, the Supreme Forest will be impassable for at least half a year.

If the undead wanted to trouble Santil Fort anymore, they had to detour from the south. Even if they had that time and leisure, the princes of Ghost City would not continue to wait for them.

Although at first, these color-resistant souls will consider the issue of casualties, and wait for the undead who can help, but since the group of elves can't come, they won't drag on.

They absolutely cannot tolerate the human beings cooperating with Felin Mokui alive, and they are right in front of them!

Thinking of my own floating city after returning from the shadow world, it has been floating above a group of Felin Demon sunflowers for almost a year, and the skulls of the ghostly princes will explode.

Even if they had to return to the Shadow Realm to sleep for hundreds of thousands of years, they would not let Sandil Castle go!

Hill felt that even if he didn't give up, the undead probably hadn't set off yet, and the battle over there would be over.

It was also good for Corellon, just to avoid cooperating with Ghost City, how could he like people who are so hated by the elves.

It's just that for the father of the elves, in the war, all available conditions must be used, not to mention turning advantages into negatives.

In the current situation, Corellon probably had to go to Woking first.

Hill didn't know how Vol'jin would end up after he was involved in the spatial turbulence, but after getting to the sea, Corylon was still quiet, which was impossible.

Only in accordance with Toril's rules, the war between the gods is best resolved in the star realm. Hill guessed that the father of the elves had gone to the kingdom of Vol'jin.

Just here in the Northland, there is nothing important to do, unless the undead go north.

Although Luskan and the Orcs on the Ridge of the World are very good opponents, there is still a battle **** over there who is chasing and killing Bann.

If Corellon doesn't want to mess with Tempus at this time, the best way is to let the undead find trouble with the pirates.

For the undead, if they can receive a bounty mission from the east, they will be happy to hunt down the dragon named Shengclaw.

The Primordial Green Dragon behind Jianwan Islands would definitely not take action for these little pirates. She raised pirates mainly to do some low-cost business, but a stable channel is more meaningful to her.

The undead and the pirates threatened her channel more, this dragon is not stupid, he must understand.

Hill read the list with satisfaction and waved directly: "Liszt, take Mr. An Ran to see my material warehouse."

Of course, he had prepared a mushroom house a long time ago, specially put those things that can be traded.

As a great mage, it's best to act high above the previous point, and you just need to pay attention to it when you meet.

Business dealings, even bargaining things, still have to be handed over to their subordinates.

On Toril's side, being approachable does not make people feel kind, but only makes people more vigilant. After all, the most approachable existence is basically for greater benefits, and it is more likely to be disguised by the devil.

Moreover, Liszt is more suitable than him at this time. He may not make a lot of money in business, but he will never lose money. The principle is much stronger than Hill.

When An Ran walked to the mushroom house behind the floating Ta Ling, he still couldn't recover: After doing business for so many years, he really didn't know how to negotiate business with a creature like Ta Ling!

Don't he carefully quote a purchase price, this Taring named Liszt will drive him out if he is not satisfied?

Although he had long heard that the city of Aglaia likes to use Taring to manage the shops. The Taring, which is called...like Martha or something, almost controls most of the trading market in that city, but Enron Still can't imagine what it looks like.

Mainly, the puppet robots on the side of Shoulong are relatively rigid in their brains, and can only do things within certain rules and regulations.

And on Fei Lun's side, it's not that they don't know a few archmages with magic towers when they settle down. Their tower spirits don't seem to be very flexible?

An Ran felt that he had to measure it. Where is the bottom line of this great mage? He wants to get a draw from the profit. It's a little bit to make more money. Isn't the information fee that is the most profitable for trans-continental transactions?

However, An Ran, with a little calculation in his stomach, just followed Liszt into the small room with only one floor, his eyes froze for an instant.

The space in the house is very large, but although it is a little bigger than Enron imagined, he is not completely unprepared.

From the inner space of the whale, it can be seen that the space spells of the Archmage Boranio are very strong.

However, the rows of shelves and the high and low cargo cabinets were full of precious goods, but An Ran's feet suddenly softened, and one hand couldn't help holding the door frame to support her somewhat vacant body.

Especially... the fine gold that An Yanfei has specially emphasized, it is actually quite big as a fist! And there are three more!

When An Ran listened to it, she felt that the son of the direct line was thinking too much, even if she had fine gold, how much could he have?

It's not worth so nervous, and he has to come to Yingbin Island as quickly as possible!

It is not too difficult for the few great masters of Faerun mainland who have made friends with them to settle down.

They are not unavailable, even finger-sized ones, Anjia still has some

It is said that Lord Faerun may not be able to see chunks of fine gold, it is not bad that they can have a little fine gold powder in their hands!

An Ran's little pride disappeared in the three gleaming pieces of fine gold on the table in the middle of the room. All the sanity disappeared instantly, and the only thought in his mind was: buy it!

Liszt looked back at An Ran's expression, the core calculated it again, and finally decided to raise the bottom line given by Hill.

After all... the jade here is shaped by the heavenly fairy. As long as the heaven is still there, the jade will not be broken, and no one has ever made the fine gold of their family.

What if there is a diligence crater in the ancestral land of Earth Bear? Who can dig it?

If it can't, it means nothing.

Therefore, the fine gold in their hands is definitely not the product of digging at hand, it is the most rare thing!

Liszt squinted his eyes and raised his head to dazedly. While looking at the things on the shelves around him, An Ran showed a particularly kind smile: He couldn't bear to see the noble boy An Yanfei. After touching the whale's teeth, I chose to put the fine gold in the most conspicuous place. It was indeed a good way. This dragon businessman already felt that the things next to him were precious and extraordinary!

Hill didn't know what good things his Taring had done. He just brought a group of chattering and curious little fairies to open the terrace again, and then told Oberon and Vera to take care of the few pickies. , This is someone else’s territory, don’t look at the crowds just run out to open the maze.

The relationship between the people and the fairy clan here is not very good. They are on the brink of war all year round. No one knows how they will react when they see the fairy.

Oberon nodded very seriously, and sternly stopped the eager Vera: "Don't think that you can be popular in the Eastern world if you are cute and beautiful!

Here, the rules are the most important thing. Most Orientals are in the lawful camp. No matter how beautiful the chaos is, they are creatures that shouldn't exist.

Little goblin...It’s not that I've never been to the east before, but it didn't end well. Being turned into a gardener by Faerun's wizard is better than this one! "

All the staff in Vera's hand fell to the ground. As a little flower fairy, even if she likes pranks, her incomparably cute appearance has made her a lot of love in the mainland of Faerun. The great arcanist and the very serious priest of the sun **** will choose to forgive her when they see her cute and apologize.

So Vera couldn't understand why someone would be so harsh on a cute little fairy.

However, this is what her dearest father said. Oberon will never deceive her. Vera flew down sadly and picked up her little staff: "Even if I go out, I will follow Hill obediently. By your side, I will never cause trouble or talk to them."

Hill didn't say much. Oberon must know more about Toril's affairs than him.

It may be terrifying, but it is estimated that the situation is not much different. After all, Oberon is still a little fairy of the chaotic camp, and his stability is only a comparison.

To make him so cautious, the little fairies must have paid a heavy price, and even after so many years, they still have fresh memories.

Hill smiled and comforted the panicked little fairies: "If you really want to go out, don't leave my robe. Then I will wear the robe with the most pockets to go out."

The undead once said that the robe is the standard equipment for the twelve bag elders of the Beggar Gang: Although most of the large and small pockets on it are made into secret pockets, there are indeed twelve.

Then I added a big hood. The tight-fitting robe was dark brown, and the sleeveless robe, which looked a bit like a cloak, was gray. To be honest, it wasn't an undead mouth injury.

Hill likes it very much, it's really suitable for him with too many odds and ends on his body.

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