Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 168: Hill is still a minor!

Hill didn't know the deep meaning behind Violet's grand appearance here.

Anyway, as long as she knows that this lady won't be hacked to death in the camp, Hill doesn't have much to worry about.

He only hoped that this lady, if she really caused trouble, please stay away from here.

Hill was leaning against the window, waiting for the elves who were digging the ground to appear.

Alice looked at Hill's curious performance, and almost instantly climbed to the top of the cloud house.

Merkel quietly appeared in front of the cloud ship.

Although he can climb up, Merkel is still a very face-to-face leopard. Her curiosity must be satisfied, but she must be more or less stable.

Hill doesn't think it's bad to gossip like this. Even a saint, knowing that his enemy is about to lose face, would be happy to drink two glasses to celebrate.

Besides, he's still a kid.

After knowing that the half-elf was 80 years old, Hill, who counted his age with his fingers, found that he was still a minor in his past and present life.

He is even more free.

Hill is too embarrassed to use the Earth Bear's age to calculate his age!

That would have to be a pup for hundreds of years.

But to a certain extent, Hill knew that he did not have the mentality of a long-term adult.

But if the Earth Bear's only influence on him is his mentality and character, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with him.

On the contrary, I feel very happy that a man will always be a teenager. It was originally just a good wish, but now he can easily do it.

Maybe this is the heartless nature of the longevity species?

Otherwise, if you have a long life, if you are a heavy-hearted person and keep everything in your heart, you will be too tired and tired to live.

Hill frowned suddenly, and a big man came from the woods.

The elves turned out to be waiting for their demigods to arrive.

Hill pouted, an elf who likes to do face-saving projects, really boring.

William couldn't possibly do anything to them while they were clearing the demonized land. Even the beasts would remain silent and watch from the sidelines at this time.

Those wolves are really not a good thing, they never showed up, Hill thought they didn't come!

As a result, I felt that there was a problem with the land here, but I didn't notify William.

As soon as the soil on William's side was dug, a large group of wolves walked along the edge of the pit to the center of the city.

They didn't get close to the crater where the undead were. After all, there was still something wrong with that soil.

Just looking at the undead from a distance, lying in groups on the side leading to the dwarf kingdom.

They are the ones who hate elves the most, but at this time, no wolf rushed over. Even the moon monsters worship the silver moon goddess. They are also monsters living on this earth, and they are good for the earth. They will never be reckless and impulsive to interrupt.

Obviously they understand all this, but they still have to have a demigod who can resist William's existence to stand by their side. What do they think?

Does life have a sense of ritual?

After the demigod came, a group of elves came out.

Obviously, they are all rangers, and they are the only ones who still have the strength to dig.

They are athletic and wear close-fitting green soft armour. Both men and women look like spring flowers, which are quite pleasing to the eye.

Although the chest is relatively flat, but the waist is thin!

Hill has heard the whistling of the undead.

Unfortunately, these bright and beautiful beauties, with their hands digging with a shovel, make people just want to laugh.

Hill couldn't help laughing. The shape of this shovel is very modern. It should have been learned from the undead when they peeked a few days ago.

This world used to be popular with a short shovel, a mining tool brought by the dwarves.

Probably because the miners are the least noticeable slaves or low-level civilians. No one has considered the need to change the short shovels that can only be used when they are almost stooped at the height of human beings.

Until William's appearance.

When he found out that he needed to dig a hole, he directly asked Salar's alchemy factory to make a lot of shovels and send them over. He didn't expect the elves to learn this smartly.

For their height and length, a shovel is much more suitable.

What the undead did in hours, these elves dug for a day.

They are only one-seventh the distance of the undead project.

When looking at the undead who were lying on the city wall watching the digging, the elves left countless blank eyes.

Although they have always looked down on human beings, they should not despise the undead so much. Even if they don't know the level of the undead world, the elemental body cannot be commanded by any soul.

Those who have certain knowledge and active brains will do.

Even if it is an elves, if you want to use an elemental body, you must be a high-level professional.

Although elves have high eyelids, they will never look down on those who are stronger than themselves.

They're just annoying people watching the fun.

Working under thousands of pairs of eyes, these elves move cautiously and don't want to look inelegant.

So tens of thousands of people dig such a distance, and it's still so slow.

Hill looked at it and laughed, you might as well dig open and close, it's more comfortable to watch.

The reason why the undead can insist on watching a group of elves dig the soil and watch it for so long, and no one goes out to play, is because of this awkward action.

Hill could hear who they were looking for was the most stupid.

The elves only discovered something when their ground was almost dug.

The corrupted land of the demon stopped about 500 meters in front of the wood, and seemed to plan to turn around the wood.

But because it was discovered early, the bend was only a prototype. Hill watched with interest when the elves dug there, and suddenly stood up and cursed.

If you don't understand the Elvish language, you may think that these elves are quite pleasant to shout, and the tune of nine turns and eighteen turns is like singing.

Hill can understand, and happily learned a lot of elf swear words.

He doesn't scold people very much, and sometimes it's a bit difficult, especially when he has to show his anger.

Even though sarcasm and thorns can show anger, it's not as cool as swearing!

Next time the half-elf legend of the Mages Association offends him again, he must use these words!

Hill watched in amazement as they also built a short dirt wall in front of the grove.

The undead are also discussing what these elves want to do, and that thing is useless.

It's just a little knight, and it's just a quick jump.

Until an elf took out a bag of seeds and planted it.

Hill glanced at it and knew it was a sunflower seed.

I don't know when these elves were collected.

But these elves didn't plan to keep this small earth wall for any use, they just built a wall in contrast to humans.

The elves carefully counted the seeds amid the human tut tut.

Although there are not many sunflower seeds in their hands, they also try their best to put one seed every few hundred meters.

Probably want to make a flower wall to show the complete closure of the Elf Forest?

The night is getting dark, and the sunflower is slowly sprouting and growing.

And behind the undead who watched the elf digging the earth with relish in the place the elves didn't see, the sunflowers in the flower bed had grown for three rounds, and most of the places were filled.

William didn't even move at all! Hill thought a little regretfully, he thought that William had to teach the elves a lesson.

What a pity.

There are some things that Hill doesn't pay attention to, but Faran and Adrian pay attention to.

"Teacher, there are about 50,000 elves in total, and 10,000 are half-elves. They are the hardest working ones." Adrian pulled a smile, "but it seems that not many elves feel that they do what they do. Good."

"It's not a question of whether they're doing well or not. It's the eyes of the elves, who can't see these half-elves at all." Fran turned his head and said, "If this is the daily life of half-elves, then Vio Lai's idea is really possible."

"That's right, not everyone is willing to grovel and live on other people's alms." Adrian nodded.

"Did they just go back like this?" Adrian asked in surprise, grabbing the window, "They didn't purify themselves!"

"Probably their priests haven't come out yet, so they need to go back and make arrangements later." Fran said indifferently, "The priest of the elves has a very high status. It is impossible to come out to take risks."

"Shouldn't it not be purified?" Adrian murmured.

The half-elves were the last to walk back into the woods, and their feet were all heavy.

"Actually, their days are not difficult~IndoMTL.com~ Fran smiled and said, "Half-elves who can enter the forest of elves will not be oppressed. The elves themselves have no idea of ​​bullying them.

Elves are naturally free and romantic, and it is normal to have children of other races.

They are all born by themselves, so why do you bully when you have no spare time?

With the lifespan of an elves, no one knows whether one day a half-elf child will come out of them, and if they bully other people's children now, they will have bad luck in the future.

Even if the spirit of the elf disappears quickly, it will not deceive its own children so much.

But for elves who take bloodline very seriously, these half-elves naturally have to line up behind themselves when something happens.

Just like the ones in front of me, I will give them everything, but the last one will take it.

Ordinary half-elves may just live like this, and no one bullies them. Isn't it just that pure-blooded elves should take a step forward in everything?

But those who are arrogant by nature can't stand it.

They can't stand it, they are obviously strong, but they have to take a step back, just because of that person's blood. "

Adrian looked up and thought: "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand it either. Why?"

Fran smiled. Why are these three easy to say and difficult to do?

"Let's not talk about that. How many minutes can you look at these drawings?" Fran picked up Adrian and asked him to read the drawings. "You can see a little bit, it's good for your spiritual growth."

Adrian picked up the blueprint with a frown, and could only envy Hill who didn't live in the magic tower.

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