Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 94: Players who love to join in the fun

Even though Adrian assumed a stance of being idle and waiting to retreat quickly, Hensley still did not give up and asked, "Does Mr. Adrian attach great importance to this territory? He brought so many people here. "

Adrian rolled his eyes lightly and said without hesitation, "Then what can be done, who makes the undead always work day and night! The royal shops in Salar are not closed!

Then my store can't be closed either. Two groups of people must be arranged to open in turn. "

"I didn't expect Mr. Adrian to attach so much importance to the undead!" Hensley said with a sigh: "Mr. Farland, is that what you mean?"

Adrian glanced at the lively undead, and suddenly said loudly: "Alchemist, always respect all customers!"

He glanced at Hensley: "We are not as powerful as legends. We can directly obtain various materials from outside the material world, and we can only rely on powerful professionals!"

Hill heard a line from the crowd: "Respect all customers who can pay." He almost laughed.

Adrian blinked: "If you don't have money, you can pay for labor. And there are no undead without money.

Don't use Hill's shop as the standard for an alchemy shop!

Ordinary alchemists can afford a grocery store. "

Hensley looked thoughtfully at Adrian, who was so friendly to the undead.

Hill isn't worried about him imitating Adrian.

With his nature, seeing the friendly and enthusiastic attitude of players towards NPCs, it is easy to slip into the abyss of pure exploitation.

When his relationship with the player has changed from friendly to neutral, he should know what it means to turn his face and not recognize a person.

Adrian has paid attention to the players since they appeared. In addition to Hill's help, he completely showed the nobleman's long-sleeved and good-dancing style when facing people of the same level. He was polite and disciplined, but kept his distance.

Phillips snorted again and said goodbye to Adrian: "Don't forget you're still a wizard. I'll go first."

Hearing the words that he totally despised the player, Hill felt that Phillips was going to have bad luck.

This is the home base for pvp players.

He glanced around out of the corner of his eye: There are already players discussing why Phillips is still in the friendly camp.

It's just that they asked why he was still green. Adrian and Hensley didn't understand, but they both sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere.

Hensley said goodbye quickly, dragged the archmage and walked back quickly.

Adrian glanced at Hill, who shook his head to indicate that it had nothing to do with them.

He smiled again and said to the onlookers: "Can I invite you to go outside the promenade? I'm going to build a store."

Then handed Hill a blueprint.

Hill rolled his eyes and called out the earth element in his shop.

"How do I find Hill?"

"Hill seems to be a Summoner. The earth element follows every day."

"Is it the kind of one person who supports an army? It's all sorcerer-level elements!"

"Below the legend, isn't Hill the best?"

"It doesn't seem to work. It is said that the mages and priests in this place have all the expulsion techniques. How can they send away 7 or 8 of them at once.

Anyway, it seems that Hill is not easy to kill, but people are not afraid of being killed by him. "

The players are discussing as they move towards the corridor.

Hill controlled the twisting of the corners of his mouth: I haven't given it a few times, how did you collect the information?

"Is that a legend that can kill Hill?"

They're still talking!

"How is that possible? Just look at his wealthy appearance!

How could there be no means of escape. "

"There is an alchemist behind him! Last time I went to Obastian, the mage there said that he had gone on a trip, and Fran must have given him a legendary puppet. Envy, jealousy and hatred on his face!"

"So Flange is the strongest?"

"I didn't see the two legendary students, Baba ran over to say hello. There are so many rules here, and those two faces are raised so high! If Adrian's status is lower than them, he will definitely not come up! "

Hill sometimes wished William would block these NPC discussions. NPCs don't want to listen.

Just like the two below, the mental power must be placed here, but they can only tolerate these chattering words.

There is no way, there are more people than cows.

Adrian put a large pile of materials on the open space with a blank expression, and took a few apprentices on board and flew.

Hill took the blueprint, tried hard to get rid of the gossip outside, and carefully outlined it in his mind.

The earth element quickly resonated with Hill's soul, and quickly rushed to the various ores on the ground.

A 500-square-meter two-and-a-half-story building was built in about 10 minutes.

Anyway, Hill is only responsible for construction, not decoration.

Adrian used obsidian as the material for the building, engraved a magic circle, and used an intermediate-level taling as the core of the store. No matter what, it was enough for these apprentices. When danger came, he escaped into the underground secret room. in.

So Adrian must let Hill build, only his earth element can quietly create a secret room dozens of meters deep underneath.

In the roar of the earth elements above, the other one secretly dug directly into the mountainside and built a three-bedroom and one-hall.

Everyone knows the secret room will be built, but it must not be easy to find the specific location.

In the sound of the surrounding players, sighing loudly about the convenience of building a house with earth elements, Adrian jumped down, entered the house, and began to describe the magic circle and make a simple decoration.

Watching him quickly take out a large piece of crystal to make a floor-to-ceiling window, he suddenly exclaimed, "These two people together can kill a city's foreman?"

Hill glanced quickly: Black Rose's.

As expected, he is the subordinate of the foreman, and he is quite sensitive to this aspect.

"So why doesn't the perfect bald head play the earth mage?

Get a few more earth elements, why bother we have to build our own house!

I could pay him!

The foreman has done a lot of work, did he pay all the things he learned back to his school? "

Hill looked at the young master who was complaining loudly and felt that he was really not afraid of death! The people standing around him are all black roses!

But soon he twitched the corners of his mouth, watching all those people agree. It seems that they want him to help build houses more than the dignity of their own helper.

Hill looked at the players standing on the corridor, and lightly transformed the texture of the stone corridor with magic. .

But forget, players also like to stand on the roof.

"Is this stone discolored?" Someone soon found out.

"It must have been Hill, he has looked at us several times.

Afraid we'll crush the roof down? "

"666. Look at the magic used, it's silent!"

"You can also use silent mode!"

"Are you stupid? You know what to use by looking at the gestures."

"I don't know. Why should I memorize other people's gestures?"

The man was speechless for a while, and after a long time he said, "Isn't this all about pvp?"

"Ask how the sword became pvp, I don't know." Another person was even more angry.

"Ask the sword!

Then you have to ask the young master. "

Hill felt that this was a sudden realization, and he didn't intend to continue arguing at all, which was very insulting.

"Ask a P. He doesn't know it himself."

However, the person who asked about the sword didn't care at all.

Hill vaguely heard someone singing: "Young master, a gust of wind, Wen Jianquan is stunned."

The young master was in front of him, watching the excitement with his arms crossed, completely ignoring the discussion about him later.

These gang leaders, no matter what else, are definitely one for the thickness of the skin.

They are all typical representatives who are used to scolding.

"Hill! Hill!"

Hill heard someone calling him and looked back.

"The ink pen is outside, looking for you."

He nodded, flew up gently, and landed next to the ink pen dust heart with raised feet.

"Why didn't you just fly in and find me?" Hill asked in surprise.

The girl brush next to him smiled deliberately: "Mr. Hill, this guy flew to the ground, resigned to his fate, and his voice was loud and crooked.

With so many gang members, he should not go in and be ashamed. "

Mobichen Xin didn't refute it at all, he acquiesced.

Hill blinked, somewhat confused as to how their flying skills were used.

Probably also has something to do with the sense of direction!

Mo Bichen cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Hill. I heard you have a puppet that can cook?" He asked eagerly, "Can we buy it too? Is there a limited quantity? "

"This thing is very easy to do, but it needs a strong tower spirit to instill skills." Hill replied: "I'm not in the tower now, Liszt is more free. I should be able to do some.

You just go to him directly.

But the number of puppets I made by myself is not very large. You can choose the appearance in the front, and only the standard puppets made by the alchemy workshop. "

Paintbrush smiled at Hill with a lovable heart, and then took off and ran.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hill." Mobichen scratched his head, "Brushi wants to open a restaurant."

Some of you are thinking of opening a restaurant!

"That's good." Hill replied with a smile: "I only have light meals there. I can handle it for a while, but not for a long time."

"Hehe." Mo Bichen said embarrassedly: "We also heard that there is a puppet that can cook, so we dare to open a restaurant!

Otherwise, who would dare to eat what we made!

Paintbrush doesn't know how to cook at all, but he still wants to do it.

No one wanted to poison her.

There is a cooking puppet, so let her look the best. "

Can you tell me this? Hill glanced at the silly boy: so many people around were listening!

I don't know how many people have already sent these few words to the brush, right?

Mo Bichen was unaware and continued to ask, "Mr. Hill, how long will those two stores be open?

If I leave, do I still have to keep that storefront for them? "

Hill suppressed his white eyes: Do you want them to leave and take up those two houses directly?

"When they leave, just ask." Hill said, "Give them some time, and then take back the territory."

Mo Bichen nodded happily: "They won't stay with me because of their virtues that are higher than the sky."

Hill twitched the corners of his mouth: "Please be polite."

Mo Bichen suddenly realized: "Ah! It is said that some mages like to use their spiritual power to eavesdrop, right?

Don't worry, no one will care about us with this bad word. "

So you still have to say yes, knowing they can hear it?

He waved his hand suddenly: "Can they also listen in my lord's mansion?"

"I don't know." Hill could only say calmly: "There should be an introduction in your lord control core."

"Then I'll go take a look first." Mo Bichen slipped away quickly, "I'll go to your store later."

Is something wrong? Hill frowned and thought, since he came to the player's territory, his brows are about to wrinkle.

He glanced back: the dark crystal-like exterior of the store had become radiant.

Adrian has opened the core of the store, and the light of various magic circles has also shone.

"Mr. Hill!" one player yelled.

Hill looked at him and tilted his head in confusion.

"Can you add a few more tables in the promenade! There's no room for water!" The player shouted loudly, ignoring the commotion.

Hill thought about it, and the earth element emerged from the soil and stood on both sides of the corridor: they used spells together, and on the supporting pillars, inlaid small folding round tables that could be pulled down.

The table is not big, but enough for something to eat and drink.

Hill quickly flew up and went back to his store.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, there would probably be some strange requests.

Hill sat on the third floor and waited quietly, and Adrian came upstairs soon.

"Hill, do you understand what Hensley meant?" Adrian sat on the sofa and asked seriously.

"Understood, he said that I was already a wizard. When he was doing things, he would only treat me as an equal, sow discord, intrigue, and would never exclude me."

Hill glanced at Adrian: "Uncle Adrian ~IndoMTL.com~ don't need to worry about me.

I don't like these things, but that doesn't mean I can't handle them.

My father's third wife was much higher than Hensley.

I watched it for four years. "

Hill thought to himself: How many years have I watched novels and TV! This method is not as good as the little talents in the harem texts.

Hill doesn't quite understand politics, but Hill isn't afraid of such provocation with his mouth.

Adrian nodded: "That's true. Hensley's methods can only be used by arrogant mages.

Few of them are useful for those born in the great aristocracy.

But don't play stupid. What I'm saying is that he might trick you in the future. "

"Uncle Adrian." Hill laughed: "You can only guard yourself against this kind of thing. I can't be wary of anyone other than you and my grandfather.

Even Bonn, after being away from me for so long, I don't trust him completely anymore. "

"You can count yourself." Adrian said, "I always treat you like a child.

Hensley taught me a lesson.

You're already a wizard, who doesn't think you're very talented.

You are already a thorn in the eyes of many people! "

He looked at Hill worriedly: "Natural consciousness still surrounds you? But don't rely on Him.

In case it doesn't work or abandons you one day, there must be a preparation. "

Hill felt the anger surrounding his natural consciousness, and quickly said with a smile: "Nature loves me very much! He will not abandon me.

And I'm also afraid that in some places, natural consciousness will be blocked, so I'm prepared. "

He stares at Adrian, hoping he doesn't keep talking nonsense.