Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 25: Letter from Bakers

"Surviving the Fourth Calamity ()"

Hill took a sip of tea from Martha.

"What is Hill drinking?" Adrian stood up and sat down again.

Hill could only tell Martha to pour him a glass too.

This is the leaf of a magic plant, very much like the tea leaves of Hill World.

Also has a refreshing effect, but aside from the taste, it doesn't have much to offer.

After Hill discovered this kind of leaf, Liszt simply collected the method of making black tea in the core.

Green tea is good, but Hill doesn't like it. He just can't stand the pain. The beat generation only loves milk tea.

Hill has been quite righteous about abandoning green tea: I move bricks, I carry buckets, I'm covered in dirt, but I just don't want to suffer, not at all.

Drink coffee with sugar and a lot of milk.

Anyway, this black tea, paired with the precious cows raised in his manor, produces milk that is really fragrant.

Adrian took a drink and his eyes lit up: "You hidden guy. Just watch me drink sage and mint tea that tastes so bad."

"It's a lot less effective." Hill replied helplessly, "This is delicious, but it's not as refreshing as peppermint, nor can it help improve memory."

Adrian patted Hill's head with a smile: "We are all mages, and it's not that bad, remember to get me some."

"Don't forget to bring some to the teacher." Adrian walked to the door and said, "The teacher also doesn't like the smell of mint tea.

I just got used to it since I was a kid. "

Hill nodded: "I'll let Martha deliver."

Adrian went out. Looking at Martha, who was smiling and waiting for her order, Hill said slowly: "Tell Liszt that half of the tea bags will be sent to my grandfather. Half to Uncle Adrian.

When you go to make tea, ask your grandfather to try a few more combinations and see what he likes. "

Watching Martha disappear, Hill stood up and went out through the back door, flying directly back to the magic tower.

I don't know where these people come from. Fran was not so cold and alert at first, and once said that he would introduce him to some people at the party.

It turned out to be a mess again.

William didn't go back to the capital when he deserved it. It was all the trouble he caused by worrying about reunification.

Frank needed Hill to show indifference, Hill of course complied. Hill also planned to let Liszt maximize the defense of his territory, not only the undead were restricted.

Natural Warlocks require that people in their own territory must not be inclined towards evil. Isn't it normal?

It's just another time to spend money, but Hill doesn't care, Hill is a rich man who raised a vein of mine himself.

Hill simply plunged into the pendant refining work. He missed the turtle Mr. Bakers a little. Anyway, he had a lot of shells, and Hill was willing to give out a lot of things in exchange.

Becks also misses the human a little bit.

The octopus didn't listen to his advice and had to overthrow the human city by the sea so that it could eat the delicious undead.

I didn't eat a single bite, let's not talk about it, it took a lot of effort, that is, some buildings such as dock warehouses were broken.

He also ruined his own life.

They, these sea monsters, are really a little scared watching humans make octopus into various foods from a distance.

Bakers likes colder waters and doesn't like deep seas, where they don't have their favorite seaweed and mussels.

He moved his paws and swam slowly, trying to find a way to find Hill.

The child of Hill, who is strong, has a good heart, and has such a strong natural aura, will definitely not deceive the turtle.

Then, he saw several humans surrounded by sharks.

The undead that exudes a strange aura that attracts monsters, but can't be eaten at all!

Becks dashed over and chased away the idiot sharks.

The news that the undead can't eat should be spread all over the sea area, so why eat them?

He lowered his head and looked at the undead carefully. Is there a name on the top of his head?

Becks struggled to tell the difference: "Well... sailing, sailing? And sad in the Northern Ocean?" That cool guy doesn't recognize it, it's messy, isn't it bad to bully the turtle?

He cleared his throat, unaware that the undead nearly jumped into the sea with his fright.

"Are you undead? Hill said you would take on quests?"

He looked sideways at several undead rubbing against each other, and then lowered his head to take a closer look: Do undead also like to rub against each other like dolphins?

I didn't know what the turtle was thinking when I sailed away, so I quickly opened a big smile and said, "Mr. Turtle, is the Hill you're talking about, the Sorcerer Hill?"

"Yes, he was a very friendly and lovely kid I met when he went to play in other countries some time ago."

"If you have anything, you can try your best to say it! Mr. Hill, we all recognize it!" said Sad North Ocean.

"Just send this to Hill." Bakers spat out a box and threw it on the boat.

Fortunately, he left behind Hill's breath, not afraid of someone opening the box halfway.

Bex sighed softly, hoping that these undead wouldn't throw away the box, although it wasn't a very precious thing, he just wanted to talk to these undead.

He didn't plan to interact with the undead more deeply, as long as there is a danger, such as when the undead army comes to kill him and take away the demon core, just let him know.

Bex walked away worried, he wouldn't stay where the undead knew, what a dangerous race.

Although it may have been a fierce psychological struggle, these players still delivered the items to Hill's territory that night when the box could not be opened.

As soon as they came out of the teleportation formation, they saw the big characters 'Undead Reception Area', and walked in hesitantly to take a look. It turned out to be a player lying on a reclining chair, looking at the giant screen outside the window.

"It's all players, so I won't get up." The old cat said slowly, "Is there something important?"

"We're at the seaside, and we're on a mission to deliver a letter to Mr. Hill," Yang Sailing replied.

"Huh?" The old cat sat up, "Which one of you guys are from? You can only get in here if you have a good reputation."

"Ask the sword."

"The person who asked about the sword can really run!" said the old cat with a sigh.

"We are from the Ship University." Sad Bei Dayang said, "I don't plan to leave the sea."

"Then why did you ask Jian?" The old cat was surprised.

"There are so many students in each school in Wenjianli! You usually see only the crazy ones." Yangfan Yuanhang said dejectedly, "At that time, there was an advertisement in the university town, the young master said it very nicely, and the students family home without any restrictions.

There is no need to limit, ask Jianxiayouyou, is it still used? How many gangs dare to pry the corner? It has almost become synonymous with secondary school youth base camp. "

"Master, do you have any money to spend?" The old cat muttered, lighting up the tablet and calling Liszt out.

"Old cat deputy mayor, what's the matter?" Liszt appeared instantly.

"They came to deliver letters to Hill."

"Hello everyone." Liszt asked calmly, "I don't know who sent the letter?"

"A sea turtle." Sailing away with a small box.

"It's Mr. Bakers." Liszt summoned a puppet and ordered him to return the box to the magic tower immediately.

"Thank you for your help." Liszt invited another puppet with a small box in his hand, "Please accept this thank you gift."

Liszt started chatting with the players to find out how they came across Bex and the situation at the seaside.

Hill looked at the small box handed to him in a daze.

Becks, why did you suddenly send something here, what happened?

He carefully placed a few detection spells, and after making sure there was no poison or trap, he gently opened the box.

It is full of conch beads of various colors, and in the middle of the conch beads, a whole body of golden conch, surrounded by circles of silver lines.

Hill picked up the conch beads first, and the ones who could make Becks stay were all from the monster conch conch, so a box of so colorful, the legend probably has never seen so many.

Hill remembered the purification fountain in his valley. Although the water spar can absorb the power of the Tide Dance Moon Greeting spell, so that the effect of the spell will last at least one month, but if this screw ball is added, Hill will No need to replenish spells so often.

The enhancement and absorption of water-based spells by snail beads is almost the highest among water-based materials.

But the conch of the beast is very hidden, and it is only by luck that humans can get it.

Only when the sea turtle Becks, who eats conch shells, lives long enough, will there be a lot of snail beads in his hands.

Hill's eyes twinkle slightly: Bex is very thief, and it is impossible to give Hill the best screwball in his hand.

Whatever he wants, Hill is willing to trade with him.

He gently picked up the sound transmission conch and checked it carefully.

Becks seems to be really looking for him for something. This conch is of a very high level and can be used almost every half month.

This kind of sound transmission snail has always been accompanied by a pair of snails. It is probably the only one among the conch snails that will not be crushed alive by hunters, but if they are discovered by high-level sea monsters, they will survive. The odds are also the lowest.

It is estimated that some unlucky pair of high-level sound transmission snails were discovered by Bakers. They taste delicious, have strong mana, and are useful even for corpses. Bakers has no problem chasing them for thousands of miles.

Hill turned his head slightly and looked outside. Is Liszt ready to inquire?

Liszt, who appeared after half an hour, briefly explained the current situation of the East China Sea.

A large number of undead who want to go to sea have gathered in the city where Spencer is stationed.

Probably because the elemental fluctuations are too strong, there are always silly sea monsters attacking.

Some time ago, I just chopped up a legendary octopus and held a huge party of "100 ways to eat octopus".

Now, there are no high-level sea monsters near that city.

Of course, most of the undead there have no desire to go deep into the ocean now.

Only toss around the shallow sea, learn to swim and learn to dive.

Researching shipbuilding by the way.

Also complained that the ships sold by the Flange Territory were too expensive to buy.

Hill shook his head helplessly. After a few more years with the players, things on land will be almost resolved. If there are fewer tasks, there will definitely be prodigals who buy boats to travel.

Liszt finally said: "Those undead, I asked the deputy mayor of the old cat to entertain them for a while, saying that you may want to reply."

Hill gently input his mana, the silver thread on the sound transmission conch gradually flickered, and he put the conch to his ear.

"Hill?" Bakers quickly reached out to him.

"It's me." Hill said with a smile, "Mr. Bakers, long time no see."

"It's been a long time." Bakers said neatly. "A little longer, maybe what you see is my shell."

"Mr. Bakers, are you planning to leave that sea area?" Hill was a little strange.

"Every beast has its own territory." Bakers was a little annoyed, "I'm still just a little turtle. When entering the deep sea, I either rely on the elders in my clan, or shrink in a small place and can't move. /

In the shallow sea, my site hasn't left Cortez yet! "

"That octopus some time ago?"

"The land in the sea is different. The shore is mine. If you go deeper, the upper layer is mine and the lower layer is his.

He's so stupid. He thought about his neighbors for many years and persuaded him to be honest, but he thought I wanted to eat by myself. "

Hill could only smile helplessly.

"This conch can only speak for half an hour at a time. I'll keep it short.

Hill, can you think of a way to keep the undead from harassing me? "

Hill couldn't help laughing. Bex was afraid that the undead army would kill him.

"That's it." Hill thought of the players who asked about the sword, "You find an island for them as a territory, and then you become the resident monster in that territory.

Just make a general oath, you know that? "

"Knowing is knowing." Bakers was a little reluctant, "Do you have to do this?"

"After that, if any undead want to kill you again, the undead in the territory will protect you.

If it's just a transactional relationship, the undead are not so kind. "

"Then I'll have to think about it," Becks said hesitantly.

"There's no need to hurry for now," Hill said. "Demon invasion, most of them will go to Cortez's side.

You can test the undead on your side for a few years. "

"That **** from the fountain." Bakers said suddenly, "If the sea **** awakens, we don't need to be so scared."

Most demons don't go into the water, unless the entire continent is lost, and the sea is nothing to worry about.

Hill thinks that there will only be more demigods in the sea, but unfortunately he watched it from the sidelines~IndoMTL.com~ I don't think he really wanted to put a big **** on his head.

So, Hill doesn't want to take up this conversation at all, and Becks should know that too.

Seeing that Hill didn't talk, he automatically changed the subject.

"What do you want from the sea?

You can ask players to come and trade with me, bring something that emits your mana fluctuations, I will go and see if I feel it. "

"Not too often." Hill said directly, "If you are caught regularly, there may be undead that want to kill you."

"I won't show up if there are too many people. Their elements fluctuate very strongly." Bakers said, "Occasionally trade once, it should be fine."

Feeling that there was not much time, Hill simply agreed: "Just the undead who sent the letter this time! People from their family can be sent directly to my territory."

"Are the undead also divided into factions?" Becks responded quickly.

"Millions of people!" Hill said angrily, "It's not a normal fight.

There may be more in the future. "

"Then I really have to think about it." Bex's voice faded.

Hill hurriedly took the time to ask him: "Do you want anything?"

"On land, it's delicious." Bakers finished the sentence in the fastest way possible.

Seeing that the light on the conch dimmed, Hill could only give up the idea of ​​asking.

He called Liszt and instructed him to prepare a box of food made of various demon plants and demon meat, all of which had to be high-end.

He took out a jeweled space box, and inlaid it with an attributeless spar full of his own mana.

Hill watched Liszt take the box away with anticipation. Although this time, he had consumed most of the high-end ingredients in his hand, but if Bakers filled the box and returned it, hope You are about to make a profit!