Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 183: The peculiar way of building the city in the center

Spencer sorted out the work in his hand and reported it to William again before walking out with the confused captain of the guards, explaining to him by the way what was going on.

After the captain of the guards understood, he put the long sword behind his back, held the scale in his left hand, and said to Spencer, "Don't worry, I am an extension of the king's will, and I don't have any thoughts of my own. There will be."

Spencer nodded helplessly: "When talking to the undead, don't use that aristocratic style. The tone of business is the best, and be careful not to get involved."

The captain of the guard has an innocent face: "I'm just a messenger, I promise to greet everyone with a smile!"

"What are you laughing at!" Spencer complained, "I don't want to rescue you from a group of undead girls someday. Don't you know that warlocks have beautiful faces?"

The captain of the guard asked in surprise: "That's not the level of Mr. Bolaño?"

"When you look at beauties, do you only look at the top ones?" Spencer was speechless, "Beautiful and pure and lovely are indeed the most popular, but if there are a few beautiful and lovely ones, wouldn't it be? Would you still not watch it?"

The captain of the guards muttered: "I thought I was only good-looking."

"That's right, it's okay to look good, it's even better to laugh." Spencer said simply, "Keep your face straight, and leave immediately after you're done. Don't leave greetings."

The captain of the guards rolled his eyes and bit his lower lip, suppressing the sudden smile.

He thinks this must be Spencer's experience, and he needs to hear more.

The captain of the guard said suddenly and quietly: "I don't think it's the undead who are unlucky, whether it's the first or the last."

Spencer was stunned for a moment. This captain has never dealt with undead very much. To say this must be judged from William's attitude.

He just remembered that this guy, although tall and strong, is indeed a sensitive warlock.

Although Spencer didn't say a word, he didn't refute at all, which made the tempting guy laugh with satisfaction.

Spencer looked out of the corner of his eye at the particularly bright smiling captain, almost sighing.

No wonder William said that there is no need to change captains any time soon.

Now this person has a relatively simple mind, neither wants to become a great noble, nor does he have the desire to make achievements, so he is very satisfied to be by the king's side.

And it has a long lifespan. As long as it is cultivated, you don't have to worry about how long the next one will last.

Spencer said all he had to say, and watched the captain of the guards start patrolling the camp with two distractions, and he was still a little worried.

I hope this guy will remember to take the balance first, then the long sword when something happens to this guy.

Hill insisted on natural blessings for three days, so that the central city, except where the city was located, became a sea of ​​flowers and shrubs.

Spencer was quick to respond.

Right away people are taking their horses out to eat the first grass.

The undead who are still in the camp, with some herbivorous beasts beside them, also went out with their beast friends.

Hill stood in the air, originally wanting to see what kind of monsters these monsters were, and to estimate how many people these families had left here, ready to look for trouble.

After all, they all have rabbits with them.

Unfortunately, his current head is a bit immobile.

The pattern facing the Elf Forest, the **** is all soothing.

It's a **** of each color, which Hill finds understandable.

Isn't that turning the rainbow into a rainbow with the middle finger? It's also pretty.

Anyway, the direction of the finger is the Forest of Spirits.

And those patterns that are closer to certain organs are disappearing one by one. Hill looked down at the king ship, William is also very busy!

It seems that William has been prepared for a long time. Like the handwashing pictures that appeared in the Hill Territory, he didn't move. He just moved some plants that were too realistic and changed them to round ones. pattern.

And then, there are all kinds of dog bites.

Hill thinks the elves don't necessarily know what the **** means, and even if they know that humans are scolding them, they can play stupid.

But the pattern of the different sprites being bitten by the dog is torture for them.

After all, everyone knows who was bitten.

Either come out and destroy the patterns, but the undead will obviously attack them.

It's a dead end.

But if you are huddled in the forest, your main **** is still watching from the sky!

Most of them can't make such detailed pictures, so Hill is in front of a sea of ​​dog faces, Hill silently falls down, although he likes dogs, but so many strange dog faces, a bit psychological discomfort.

Anyway, in addition to rabbits, there are many pigs from the undead.

There is only one family, and there will be a boar army.

They are used to walking together as a family, and all Hill saw the Buffalo and Bronco.

It seems that the demons in Xue Yunfeng's camp are all priests, but Hill has also noticed that those girls who only walk with rabbits have not released any other types of beasts.

Maybe it's the one from the Wild Elephant Corps.

At least, Adrian's first vision will come true.

Hill silently landed on the cloud house and dropped it to a lower place, otherwise, what should I do when I wake up in the morning and open the window to take the first breath of fresh air.

"Hill." Alice, who has been looking at the window, asked curiously: "Is the human king modifying their drawings? Is it more vicious than a dog biting a elf?"

Hill pricked up her ears when she saw Merkel lying on the side.

He smiled helplessly: "It's just the swear words of the undead, the more disgusting kind. His Majesty the King feels that he has lost his identity."

No matter what the game is. It is also necessary to block some indecent patterns and languages ​​in reality.

William probably doesn't want to be banned from the game company for such a boring reason.

"Is it undead or human?" Merkel sat up and licked her paws, "If elves can't understand, they won't do it. You can't understand because we are monsters, nonsense! "

Hill said to Alice, who was looking curiously, without changing her face: "It's the swear words of the undead. They have drawn the specific content, and it is no different from directly translating it into Elvish language. His Majesty is still here, no May be allowed."

Alice gave a meow to show her understanding and stopped asking. She is not naturally interested in these things.

Merkel made an effort to look dismissive with her swarthy face, then fell down again.

"Don't leave the camp recently." Hill instructed. "They have a conflict and may fight."

"Many people are trouble." Merkel muttered, "The undead are still humans from other worlds, it will only be more trouble."

"Are we alright in the camp then?" Alice asked.

The peregrine falcons, hovering in the air, looked like they were leaving.

It's still an elves anyway. In this case, it's impossible to stay here.

It's true that people leave quickly before the eyes of the elf pantheon come over.

"Why is it all about elves?" Merkel asked. "So sure, the dwarves can't hold on?"

"The earth goddess can give up the wood element. But she will never give up gold." Hill replied silently in his heart, "Only if the dwarves leave this world or die, and recover the earth goddess of the gold element, will it be possible to wake up. ."

"It's impossible to fight on the elves' side." Hill replied, "That's why it's even more angry. The dwarves' side is a war of annihilation."

"The human mind." Merkel muttered, "If you can't fight, shouldn't you not provoke it at all?"

"Your ancestor, didn't you also annoy that wolf? If you can disgust him, don't you do it?"

"It's okay to gloat in misfortune, but it's impossible to do it yourself. It's better to waste that time than to eat a piece of meat." Merkel said simply, "unless you can kill him directly, why do you do it?"

Hill nodded and understood a little bit of Warcraft's thinking.

However, the wolf clan is indeed a different kind of monsters, and they are willing to die for so many years for the hatred in their blood.

Alice was clamoring to go down to play, and Merkel couldn't lie down, so she could only stand up and go down with her.

"Don't forget to go to the second wood formation," Hill urged, "and then go play."

Alice jumped down, meowing loudly.

On the other side of the forest formation, a golden light soon appeared.

Hill saw William, the captain of the guard, already blowing his whistle, calling for his team to assemble into the woods.

Alice's spell ~IndoMTL.com~ can last half an hour, which is too late for them.

As long as the heart is in the sunshine, in this golden light, there will be many benefits.

At least the body will return to its best condition.

But some people, it's just a use to cleanse the evil breath.

Actually, it can be seen from the speed of these people rushing towards the forest formation that their camp is inclined.

Those who rush in quickly can get a lot of benefits.

At worst, it has to be neutral to good.

So it's no wonder that the captain of the guard who used the acceleration and rushed in directly won William's trust.

Hill looked below the central city. The underground part of the city was almost built at this moment.

Above the crypt is a large net made of strong ice lines.

Adrian is directing some undead to close the entire cave with earth magic.

He followed, using ice to create a circular pipe shape, and then the undead directly covered it with dirt, compacted the dirt, and turned it into obsidian.

Hill watched without blinking, there were no pillars below!

What is Flange going to do?

There's even a city built on top of it!

No matter how strong the obsidian is, the 50-meter-thick foundation can withstand the current demands.

That can't just be done.

Since William wants a city that will last forever, it is impossible for Fran to ignore this city, and there will be more construction possibilities in the future.

Hill parked the cloud house near the pit, wanting to see what kind of whimsy it would be.

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