Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 60: Put on the shirt and welcome the unknown visitor

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Hill quickly found the teleportation circle.

Xlot's teleportation array is located in the square in front of the Temple of Time and Space.

The soft light scattered, and Hill could see it from a distance.

Hill thought he could fly over, but was warned by the black-robed mage.

Flange's spaceship can only fly in after being greeted in advance, and it can also be allowed to fly in this area.

Leaving the confines of the Magic Tower, only the Black Mage and William's ship can fly freely.

The black-robed mage showed Hill the badge on his body, and tried very hard to tempt Hill. As long as he was willing to make a name for his mage unit, he could also get this uniform and flying card.

With these two, you will not be thrown out of the city by the magic circle.

Hill almost couldn't help rolling his eyes, he rejected the enthusiastic black robe, looked for the next direction, and fell to the ground.

It was still early, and Hill planned to walk slowly.

Crosslot's pedestrians are slowly approaching the player in clothing.

It's not the weird costumes, but the style of standard equipment that mainstream players wear all year round.

The high-level undead of all members are in line with the world's desire to be strong, and many people unconsciously learn how to wear undead.

Some nobles simply put on undead costumes, and they wouldn't want to dress like ordinary people anyway.

However, these people are probably trying to please William, not really looking good.

The clothes of the undead, no matter how good-looking, should be convenient for movement.

This doesn't really fit well with the nobles, who are flamboyant and full of Ayara's preferences.

But most professionals, with the excuse of undead, basically gave up those noble costumes.

The mages of this world have long liked to wear the robes of the undead. It is really convenient and beautiful.

Hill was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a light black robe.

He looked at the road with a bit of laughter, and there were many people wearing similar clothes to him, and it seemed that it was not just a mage.

The habit of the undead to wear clothes indiscriminately has also spread to the people of this world!

Hill walks slowly along this road to the long cross street that leads to the temple.

At this point, there are more players.

William set up a special street for them to set up stalls next to the temple.

Hill put on the hat of the robe and walked into the teleportation circle.

While flying to the valley, Hill saw a long line.

"Why are there so many people?" Hill asked Liszt as he landed by the fountain.

"They said that some people go out quickly, maybe they can come in a day earlier." Liszt was also helpless.

"Then they didn't wait in vain?" Hill remembered that he had told Xue Yunfeng and Lao Mao that a maximum of 200 people could be admitted every day?

"The main thing is to see, what kind of magical beasts did they take?" Liszt said, "Otherwise, in order to enter one day earlier, the time is so much shorter than others, isn't it a loss? It will definitely not come in."

Hill shook his head. Anyway, he opened and closed the door on time, let them toss!

These players probably felt it was more important to maintain a friendly relationship with Hill, so no one got into trouble for two days.

Hill happily completed the task.

Even if Liszt told him that another herd of elephants had moved in, he didn't change his face.

"They walked in directly?" Hill was just curious about that.

"He arrived at Taniguchi at night." Liszt said, "When I went to the door and waited for them to take the oath, I found Xue Yunfeng and his fox there."

So, the fox simply signed a contract with Xue Yunfeng in order to find a bodyguard?

Are they both a win-win? Xue Yunfeng is helping the fox to collect some protection fees by the way?

Hill suddenly laughed: In his valley, Merkel is probably not the only leopard who awakens and inherits memories.

Hill didn't intend to care, if the fox felt that this was good for the orcs, Hill was willing to help him.

"If one day, even wolves suddenly appear in my valley, you can tell me again." Hill complained, "Then I really have to admire this fox."

Liszt couldn't help laughing too, Hill got up and prepared to go to Keslot.

"There are more than 60 undead living in the town now." Liszt said quickly, "There are only 80 houses on that boulevard, and there are no bigger ones. Some people want to live together, Everyone is asking me, when will another road be built?"

"Find out some drawings that look more harmonious with the original road. I'll look at it when I come back tomorrow." Hill squinted and smiled.

Liszt was stunned for a moment, then happily said: "Okay, sir. It's rare that you are interested in these again."

Hill shook his head and flew up. It turns out that Liszt also noticed his change! It's just that Tarling didn't think there was any problem with this.

Waving goodbye to Liszt, Hill went to Keslot again.

The sun is just right, and the tall 12-story magic tower has also been initially built. Hill slowly walked under the silver giant ship happily and stopped.

Probably because other than the sailboat parked outside the palace, there is only one giant ship parked here.

So when Hill came over, a lot of undead gathered around to see it.

But they also don't seem to like the look, and have been complaining about being too retro.

It's just that the feeling of standing next to such a huge steel ship can only be described in two words shocking. Compared with people in this world, people who may have gone through industrialization can understand the beauty of this giant ship. where.

The same is true of the undead who complained, and they have been taking pictures and taking pictures.

This area, as the black-robed mage said, has been opened for flying. The mage of the undead soon discovered this, and even if he didn't take pictures, he had to fly here for a while.

Hill deftly crossed a few flying undead, and watched as they collided with others and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Adrian." Seeing Adrian standing on the bow watching, Hill couldn't help asking, "Should we have to move down? The tower can be occupied, right?"

"The teacher gave me a high-end alchemy hut." Adrian gestured to Hill with his eyes, which was the one that Fran was going to use for him when he went out, and now he plans to use it as a gift from Hill.

The alchemy hut made by Adrian himself, in addition to being gorgeous, is very weak, and Fran won't let him put it out here and shame him.

But last time, in order to earn the resources of the sea monsters, he followed Hill to make a space box. It seems that he has made a lot of progress in this regard.

But Fran was even more annoyed.

Adrian, really only likes medicine, and is lazy when it comes to refining equipment.

"Then go and release it." Hill urged Adrian, "Don't wait, the number of undead will only increase, and there will be no less at night. When it gets dark, they will fly more vigorously. "

Adrian knew that Hill knew the undead better, so he nodded and flew down carefully.

Hill walked into the cabin and saw that Fran was still reading the documents, a little strange: "Grandfather, why are you so busy?"

"Sent from the Mages Association." Farran replied casually, "As long as it is a legend, you can know something. By the way, invite me to join the Council."

"Grandfather agreed?"

"The one under the name, it doesn't matter. It's just a secret document that can be seen, not so secret."

Hill couldn't help laughing at the words of Fran's playful secret document.

"Grandfather, Uncle Adrian has gone down to the cabin. You'd better pack your stuff first!"

When Fran heard the words, he put away the pile of documents on the table: "Although many people know this, but until the legend, neither you nor Adrian should read it."

Although Hill was a little curious, he nodded and promised that he would never read it.

Fran probably felt that these would affect their legendary paths, and Hill didn't have the kind of uncontrollable curiosity that he knew was for his own good.

As Faran put away the giant ship, Hill heard a loud sigh from a group of people amused.

Adrian has placed the white five-story house on the innermost side of this land, which was supposed to be the garden green space next to the magic tower.

He is currently contacting to cancel the flight clearance for this area.

Soon, a group of black-robed mages flew over, and a group of black-robed knights also ran to the ground.

The leading mage shouted directly to the undead with a loudspeaker: "After 1 minute, close the flight license, and those who are still in the air will bear the consequences."

Adrian instructed Hill: "Hill, go and build a high wall on the white line drawn on the ground. It's higher."

Hill almost laughed. Adrian probably didn't expect that one day he would have to build a protective wall to isolate the people watching the fun.

I guess he really didn't expect the undead to be so boring, right?

The team of knights on the ground has politely asked the undead to leave this private realm.

Although the undead were a little reluctant, they still murmured and walked away, saying that if they didn't lose their reputation, they wouldn't be afraid of black skins and the like.

When the last undead left, Hill silently released his mana. Building a city wall is actually just gathering earth elements in a fixed place.

With no effort at all, Hill raised a wall 2 meters thick and 10 meters high.

He also carefully avoided the underground magic circle, let the wall grow directly from 10 meters deep underground, and then converted it into a marble material.

Only a 5m wide gap is left in the direction of the main road.

Adrian nodded with satisfaction: "Your room is on the top floor, next to the teacher's room. The rest is my business, you go to rest!"

Hill nodded and walked into the white building.

After he entered, he was very happy to see that in the wide hall, Bonn was directing Ruoding to arrange the apprentices to do things.

Hill didn't intend to disturb, and motioned to see his Bonn not to come, and directly took the floating ladder to the 5th floor.

The house of Fran was probably not thought to receive anyone when it was built. Therefore, this floating ladder is a flying disc with a diameter of 2 meters, without any protection, and the speed is very fast.

Hill took a look and saw that there were no stairs in the whole house, and those apprentices didn't know if they could adapt to this Frisbee.

After all, after Hill stepped on it, he went straight to the 5th floor in an instant.

Hill went to Fran's room to say hello, and then Fran, who was looking down at the document, instructed: "There will be guests in the evening, just follow me."

"So soon? I thought it would wait for the magic tower to be built." Hill asked strangely.

"Some people can't wait." Fran said casually, "Maybe there will be some uninvited guests."

"Do the apprentices live here too?" Hill was a little curious.

"How is it possible, there is no apprentice's room in this house." Fran gave him a sidelong glance, "Those mages have no place to live. In the magic tower, at night, how can they be accommodated? local.”

Hill laughed stupidly: "I just wanted to know what would happen to them on that Frisbee."

Fran looked at Hill, who was off the line, and smiled helplessly: "That Frisbee, the mages and below can't use it, their bodies can't stand it, and the magic cover is brittle. The equipment in this house is not usable by low-level mages. Yes, their spiritual power cannot even be driven by puppets."

Hill nodded and whispered: "Grandfather, I don't know how much the body of a common mage can withstand. When I was a mage, my body was stronger than a great knight. Now, I doubt that I can follow Legendary knights are more powerful."

Fran pinched the bridge of his nose: "It's about the same as a sky knight. A magus is generally stronger than a knight. You are a warlock and have earth heritage. It's normal to have more strength, but don't be so scary."

Hill laughed: "I see, I'll pay attention."

Actually, he always wanted to ask how strong his grandmother was, but after thinking about it, he retreated. It's better not to touch the tiger's butt.

Hill said goodbye to his grandfather and went back to his room to go.

Farland asked him to follow him, and Hill felt that in addition to the two legends, people from the Mages Association and the Warlock Tower would also come.

Then he has to dress more formally.

Hill blinked and took out a set of dark green robes. The robes were also embroidered with slender branches and leaves with extremely fine silver threads. If you look closely, the branches and leaves are composed of various spell runes.

This multi-breasted robe is also one of the undead's fashions, but the undead dislike it because it's too tight and doesn't like wearing it very much.

Hill thinks it's good, after all, the sleeves are also stowed, which is actually quite neat.

Hill washes up, puts on his robes, and looks in the mirror with satisfaction.

His bloodline awakened too early, and he has always been the image of a teenager, but this dress really helped him suppress a lot of youthful taste and matured a lot.

Hill didn't care about being small before, but not today.

He was a little worried about the uninvited guest that Fran said~IndoMTL.com~ Although he thought it was impossible, but maybe someone was stupid enough to bring the elf here, so he might as well be prepared.

His long blond hair has been at waist length for a long time, and the elven blood is not known why it is so obvious in the hair.

He had thought about cutting his hair, but the bloodline showed a very strong sense of rejection.

For such a trivial matter, Hill hasn't felt the need to fight, and it won't be longer anyway.

He thought for a long time and brushed his hair back.

No matter how young his face is, without hair covering, Hill's calm eyes, although clear, are the taste of mature people.

He smiled at himself in the mirror, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth flying, and he looked like a splendid teenager again.

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