Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 515: Fairy Mofeng and Lonely Mountain Meeting (2/3)
The triangular tower district, one of the lower districts ruled by the Cymbir family.
This family used to be a well-known military noble family in the eastern border of the empire, and had a strong authority in the vast plain area south of Icewind Dale.
In history, the Simbil family repelled more than a dozen raids by the land assault fleet of the Royal Court of Heaven, and finally cooperated with the Imperial Army to stop them east of the mountain fortress. They are great nobles with both merit and force. one.
However, even such a powerful local aristocrat had to give up his family's original power in the east and became the imperial capital One of the leaders of the lower city.
This is actually not a bad thing for them.
The triangular tower is a super giant alchemy tower. As a local landmark, it is 395 meters high, and the area it governs has a high-quality population of more than one million. There is a large-scale alchemy workshop, with production lines ranging from armored freight vehicles to military armor, and an extremely developed alloy smelter.
Almost all industrial alchemy products in the imperial capital, including but not limited to agricultural machinery, fertilizers, weeders, communication equipment and various alchemy machinery are produced here. In addition, some special sublimation materials and sublimation plants are produced on a large scale. A processing plant is also built here.
If it is said that the Xinbier family was originally just a native rich in the east—a native with a bit of force—then now, they are members of the core circle of power in the imperial capital, and they have enough power to be respected by any force in the world. that power.
At least, for the Simbill family, who were originally important allies of Axel, this choice can be said to be a huge profit.
Ian walked on the streets of the lower city, where people came and went, pedestrians on the streets walked along the sidewalks, and vehicles also drove on the solid roads in a lawful manner.
Order, bustling, full of vitality - there are always enough goods in the store, and these goods will be sold continuously, the guards patrolling the streets will not blackmail the citizens, and the people here are also hospitable and welcome outsiders Those who come to settle in this enthusiastic city are very happy to help guide the way.
"No thanks, I know the way. Well, I'm new here, but I know the way."
Ian tactfully declined the warm invitation of two ladies and a gentleman who wanted to lead him the way, and he was a little moved by the friendliness of the residents of the imperial capital.
On the way back to Zhongcheng District, Ian brought a gift he had prepared for Mofeng: a record of his experiences in the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea written by himself.
According to observation, Ian determined that this wind fairy named Mofeng is very fond of this kind of knowledge book form, and if the adventure is related to the maze and various mysterious relics of the pre-epoch civilization, it is even better. Plus—her own adventures in the South China Sea happened to be her favorite type.
Besides, as a handwritten book, as a gift, it has absolute sincerity. The boy believes that the other party will be very satisfied.
Midtown, the third floor.
At this time, the third floor area is covered with a layer of hazy mist, which is a purification method used to settle and absorb dust and various possible toxic substances. The hazy mist will gradually turn into a light rain along the eaves It slipped to the ground, and then submerged into the developed water circulation system in the central city of the imperial capital, and after purification, it flowed into the natural water system around the imperial capital.
Following the address Hua An left, Ian soon came to Mo Feng's address.
This is a small southern-style building with a tile-red roof, and it has a rather tall bottom for moisture-proof purposes, but in the imperial capital, this structure is just a personal hobby of the builder. On its third floor, or in a raised spire, there is a small study room surrounded by transparent glass, one can imagine the scenery of its owner reading books and watching the scenery on a high place.
In addition, there are many weeds and wild flowers growing in the front yard of the small building. Yes, they are weeds, well-planted and fertilized weeds, their vitality is quite vigorous, with various small flowers of various colors, and there is an artificial honeycomb in the middle of a pile of weeds, and many bees are weeding. Flying in the grass garden.
"It seems that this lovely fairy lady has a different way of understanding the natural landscape. But I have to say, this is indeed the most natural planting method - and it is indeed very worry-free."
This is Ian's evaluation. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with weeds, but he simply doesn't know that he should stand at the door and shout, 'I'm coming! ’ Or try to find where the doorbell is.
How does the goblin greet the guests?
But obviously, it is not necessary. A bee in the hive saw Ian and flew around him, and the door of the small building opened.
Ian walked towards the building along the path covered by grass leaves, the door was already open, and he could even hear Hua An's voice saying that he would come to pick him up.
But it was another goblin who came to open the door for him.
——Purple ink that exudes the fragrance of books.
This is the first thought in Ian's mind.
The warm orange light from the small building overflows from the door, illuminating the figure of the white-haired boy, while a fairy girl in a dark purple dress floats in the air, with dark eyes With curiosity flashing in his eyes, he smiled and nodded at him.
She has beautiful long dark purple hair, but upon closer inspection, she finds that these hairs are actually some kind of fluid, which is only held gently by the wind, flowing in the air, and her dark eyes are like ink, In the air with a trace of ink-colored ripples.
No, it's not just that... The opponent's entire body, whether it's the slender wrists, the pointed long ears, the flowing dragonfly-shaped wings, or the wizard hat on his head, is all made of some kind of fluid. , formed by water mist and wind!
——This goblin is painted in an ink wash style? !
Will there be abstract goblins in the future? It seems that it is not impossible...
Mo Feng Mo Feng...it really is ink and wind...
"Meeting for the first time in reality." At this moment, the purple-haired Ms. Mofeng greeted happily, her tone was quite familiar. Obviously, for a goblin, there is no difference between reality and virtual world. She already felt that Ian It's an acquaintance who has officially met: "Come in, Hua An and Shuang Die are waiting."
"Yes..."
For a moment, Ian was surprised by Mofeng's realistic painting style, and Ian walked into the small building.
Then he realized that this place is not so much a house as a small library in the shape of a small building.
There are books everywhere on the four walls, and all kinds of books and anthologies are neatly placed on their labeled bookshelves, only the leisure furniture like a water bag chair is placed in the center.
And Hua An and Shuang Die happened to come down from the second floor: "Ian, are you here?" "Father~"
They were obviously chatting with Mofeng before, because they flew over with them and there were water bag chairs of the same style on the ground.
"This is the place where goblins often meet in the imperial capital, but I usually take care of it."
Mo Feng said softly, her tone was like a breeze, blowing the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, and Ian also smiled and sent the gift he prepared, which made the goblin lady make an unexpected voice: " Ah, this is... a record of your experiences written by yourself?"
"It's still a labyrinth adventure—I've been wanting to ask about this since I heard what Hua An said, but I didn't expect you to write a book directly. It's really great!"
Facts have proved that even a "book" elf like Mo Feng is just as lively when he is happy.
When Mofeng cheerfully took out a bag of human-sized water bag chairs from the basement, Ian sat on the cool and soft chairs with the other goblins, and began to listen to the happy stories of the goblin ladies. While chatting in the afternoon, I happily took out a book from Miss Mofeng's private collection and read it.
Because of the very appetizing gift, Miss Mofeng readily agreed to Ian's request to borrow the book, and even agreed to take it home and read it slowly. He didn't need to, but he was really happy about it.
A good gift can indeed make friends more efficiently.
But soon, Ian lifted his head from the book because of a key word, and began to listen to the goblins' unrestrained chatter.
The key word is naturally 'Lonely Mountain Conference'.