Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill immersed himself in spell research, but when the lake over there was almost full, he put a lot of live fish into the waterway of the cave. He didn't know if the fish in these pendants could adapt to the changes in the outside world, so Just put more.

It must be just an ordinary cold water fish, after all, killing vines cannot be separated from blood.

Although the silver fish Hill got from Lynn's father had grown up, there was no sign of breeding, and Hill felt that the environment in the pendant was not suitable.

Once the demi-plane is fully developed, he can completely replicate Alessio's stream in the orchard, and now there is not such a big place in the pendant.

It sounds very appealing. In fact, he just wanted to make his own carillon, preferably combined with a harp. During this time, he has been calculating whether he can turn the harp column into a lock opener like a carillon.

Hill just thinks about it and finds it very interesting. Usually, it is a tool for singing ballads, but when needed, just press a switch and pluck the strings, and you can easily open all the boxes and all the doors.

Eh~ Which otaku never thought he could be a dashing Bond!

The more useless but cool things are in reality, the more attractive they are to otaku. Anyway, the formal spell experiment will not start until a month later. Hill simply slammed into the resonance of scales and scales.

The Otaku Mage Lord is once again caught up in an inexplicable enthusiasm for experimentation, and poor Mayor Lynn can only take over the chaotic territory.

Although the two dragons told him that the threat posed by the giant dragons was gone, Lynn was still very careful to patrol the territory with people every day.

Fortunately, the dwarves and dwarves from the university city all plunged into the dragon skin manufacturing workshop, and even the wizards who were at a loss were busy with them.

Everyone knows the benefits of dragon skin products, but not everyone can encounter the real dragon skin. Most of the dragon skin gloves cherished by mages are actually made of the skin of Yalong or even dragon-blooded animals.

When the security of the city does not need anyone's help, these unstable factors have their own things to do, and Lynn is very satisfied.

His more trouble lately is the believers rescued by Goddess Aglaia.

Although most of them are bitter sailors and fishermen, there are still some minor nobles with some money and higher-ranking professionals.

Even the kind-hearted camp does not mean that they are willing to live a plain life. If you look at the prosperous city of Aglaia, and then look at your wooden thatched hut, people with a little ability will not be reconciled.

So after finally making sure that they are safe, these guys have to think about their future status.

During this time, Lynn has received countless letters from them, all of them fighting for the rights of refugees in the future, but in fact, they are all for the opportunity to enter the ranks of city officials.

Lynn was still a little hesitant about this.

The Toril people don't think there is any problem with striving for their future. In this chaotic world, a little step back may mean sinking. Lynn himself also started from self-recommendation, and he is not disgusted by these practices.

But he didn't know if he could trust these people.

The Temple of Aglaia was unexpectedly indifferent to its believers, and had no plans to accept any priests or even priests at all, and Toril's side was actually used to the church's guarantee when hiring officials.

Generally speaking, except for the lord's relatives and friends, most of the officials in the territory come from the lord's own beliefs, or the temples he agrees with and the recommendations of well-connected nobles.

Without Myril... Lynn would never have become the sheriff of the small town of Cuerva.

This is actually the basis for most lords to maintain control over their own territory, but from what Lynn knows about Hill, he has absolutely no interest in these, and he doesn't want to be surrounded by a group of flattering people.

Hill is more accustomed to using puppets than servants.

On Trahir's side, it seems that they also have their own set of training methods for officials. They pay more attention to the ability of officials themselves, and the gods only have the power to monitor to some extent.

Sounds great, but not for Toril.

Lynn didn't feel that God's hand could not reach Toril at all now, but for them, there was no need to waste so much divine power and time.

They would rather wait for the Weave to be repaired, even if it leaves their clerics and priests completely at a loss as to what to do.

The church is indeed important to the gods, but it is not an indispensable existence.

Lynn walked in the long corridor of the city hall and glanced at the floating castle floating in the air: If the power of the source was really destroyed to the extent that the gods could do nothing, the floating castle should have fallen down long ago.

Hill's attitude is actually quite obvious: Aglaia City only needs to take care of its own affairs, and don't do any unnecessary things at all.

Lynn shook his head. Every time he encountered something related to the gods, he was so cautious. So the future time is the resurrection of the magic goddess of the epic story?

He slowly made up his mind, the belief of the Toril people, even if they are pious now, does not mean that they will be in the future, and there is no reference value at all.

If the Temple of Aglaia has the idea of ​​interfering in city management, then Lynn is not unable to let part of it. He is not a very controlling person, but since Hill, the daughter, does not intend to pay attention to these believers at all, then He doesn't need to do anything extra.

Let those refugees slowly build their own villages!

As a god, it is very good to be able to save their lives in times of crisis. If there are still people who want to get more, with the personality of God Trahir, they will probably just give up such greedy believers directly. .

The gods of that world seem to dislike this kind of belief with other desires very much. If the reverence of believers is not pure enough, they will not accept it at all.

Lynn felt a little unbelievable. If he had the opportunity, he hoped to go to Trasile to see the customs there. It must be very interesting.

He quickly found several city guards and asked them to send messages to the refugees:

In the former Neverwinter Forest, Aglaia was not suitable to intervene, but now the mountains between the two cities do not need to give in any more. Let him see if these capable people can take that small village. into a new town.

The help that Aglaia can give them here is sufficient security, various basic materials that are sold cheaply, and a license that allows them to collect various resources in the territory.

Most importantly, until the refugee village became a town with a name, Aglaia didn't charge their tax.

If there is such a good environment, these pretentious people still can't keep these civilians in the village, or the manpower is absorbed by Neverwinter and Waterdeep, then it is no wonder that Lynn does not give them a chance.

Lynn leaned on his desk silently, thinking, when will the undead appear again?

Do we have to wait until the gods start returning to Toril?

In that case, he would have to hire someone to do some infrastructure work.

Although the employment cost of the undead is relatively high, they are also fast! 1000 ordinary people need to build three years of work, but these undead can do it in a few days.

It seems that the cost of one-time expenditure is very high, but in fact it is not much more than the consumption of three years, but the house can be moved in three years in advance, and anyone who can calculate a little knows who to choose.

Lynn picked up his workbook and calculated the future project volume with Martha again. He couldn't help but sighed: The greening project should not be done for the time being. Druids always want to use magic on plants. Too dangerous.

The most important work now is to open some farmland to the east side of the lake and dig a canal.

It happens that the refugees are short of money, and they will do it.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one can compete with the city of Aglaia, what should be taken is still taken.

The rest will be rearranged after the undead arrive.

Fortunately, looking at Hill's attitude, the undead will still come.

By the way, Lynn suddenly remembered one thing, where did the artifact that is closely related to the undead go?

It's here at Hill, of course.

After finding that Toril's connection with the outside world was completely cut off, Hill quickly took him to the floating castle and put him in a small room covered with space spar.

This rhombus-shaped crystal should be just a split of the divine tool in the hands of the God of Time and Space, so even if it absorbs enough energy to return to normal, the response becomes a little slow.

Not being able to get in touch with Trahir made this artifact a little irritable. Recently, I have been frantically sensing Toril's spatial stability, and then desperately trying to figure out how long it will take to get in touch with the main artifact.

Fortunately, as an artifact of the **** of time and space, he is not short of spar at all. Not only did he return double the spar that Hill had paid to save him, but he also threw it out of his storage space in order to prevent him from powering off again. filled half of the room with spar.

The priesthood of time and space... is not only powerful but also very rich, even Hill is a little envious of it.

He could only choose to seal that room tightly, so that no energy would flow out... Otherwise, Hill really didn't know if Terry and Tustin, who had passed by, could control their desires.

During this time, these two dragons chose to live in the floating castle. Although Hill was very powerful, they still wanted to do something for him.

Tustin seemed to plan to use his speed to send Hill away when Hill encountered an unconquerable enemy, and Terry decided to be the queen.

No dragon would blatantly kill Terry... His mother Jinlong and father Yinlong were all from very prosperous families, and the Yinlong family could even be related to Bahamut.

There are so many powerful dragons, there is always a reason why only this pair can rule the territory like a queen and a prince, never worrying about any dragon slayer.

Although Hill was not worried about his own safety, he was very happy after knowing the private arrangements of the two dragons.

Sincere friends, each one is precious.