Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 674: I miss Lynn of the undead

Hill immersed himself in spell research, but when the lake over there was almost full, he put a lot of live fish into the waterway of the cave. He didn't know if the fish in these pendants could adapt to the outside world. change, so you can only put more.

It must be just an ordinary cold water fish, after all, killing vines cannot be separated from blood.

The silverfish Hill got from Lynn's father had grown up, but there was no sign of breeding, and Hill felt that the environment in the pendant was not suitable.

Wait until the demi-plane is fully developed, he can fully replicate Alessio's stream in the orchard, and there is not such a big place in the pendant now.

It sounds very nice, but in fact he just wanted to make a carillon of his own, preferably combined with a harp. During this time, he has been calculating whether he can turn the harp column into a lock opener like a carillon.

Hill finds it very interesting just thinking about it. Usually it is a tool for singing ballads, but when needed, just press a switch and pluck the strings, and you can easily open all the boxes, all the doors .

Hey~ Which otaku never thought he could be a dashing Bond!

The more useless but cool things are in reality, the more attractive they are to otaku. Anyway, the formal spell experiment will not start until a month later. Hill simply smashed into the scale and the resonance of the scale. middle.

Otaku Mage Lord is once again caught up in an inexplicable enthusiasm for experimentation, leaving poor Mayor Lynn to take over the chaotic realm.

Although the two dragons told him that the threat posed by the dragons was gone, Lynn was careful to take people around the territory every day.

Fortunately, the dwarves and gnomes in the university city have plunged into the dragon skin manufacturing workshop, and even the wizards who are at a loss are busy with them.

Everyone knows the benefits of dragon skin products, but not everyone can encounter the real dragon skin. Most of the dragon skin gloves cherished by mages are actually the skins of Yalong or even dragon blood animals. made.

Lynn is satisfied that these unstable factors have their own business to do when city security doesn't need anyone's help.

His more trouble lately is the believers rescued by Goddess Aglaia.

Although most of them are bitter sailors and fishermen, there are still some minor nobles and higher-ranking professionals with some money in their hands.

Even if you are in the good camp, it does not mean that you are willing to live a plain life. If you look at the prosperous city of Aglaia, and then look at your wooden thatched hut, people with a little ability will not be reconciled.

So after finally making sure they're safe, these guys have to think about their future status.

Lynn has received countless letters from them during this period, all of them fighting for the future rights of refugees on the surface, but in fact, all for the opportunity to enter the ranks of city officials.

Lynn is still a little hesitant about this.

Toril people don't think there's anything wrong with striving for their future. In this chaotic world, taking a step back may mean sinking. Lynn himself also started from self-recommendation, and he has no idea about these practices. disgust.

But he doesn't know if he can trust these people.

The Temple of Aglaia was unexpectedly indifferent to its believers, and had no plans to accept any priests or even priests at all. On the Toril side, when hiring officials, he was actually used to the church's guarantee.

Generally speaking, most of the officials in the territory, except for the lord's relatives and friends, are mostly from the lord's own beliefs, or the temple he agrees with and the recommendation of a well-connected noble.

Without Myril...Lynn would never have been the sheriff of the town of Cuerva.

This is actually the basis for most lords to maintain control of their own territory, but from what Lynn knows about Hill, he has absolutely no interest in these, and he doesn't want to have a group of flattering people around him.

Hill is more accustomed to using puppets than servants.

Trahir also seems to have its own set of training methods for officials. They pay more attention to the ability of officials themselves, and the gods only have the power to monitor to some extent.

Sounds great, but not for Toril.

Lynn doesn't think that the hand of the gods can't reach Toril at all now, but for them, there is no need to waste so much divine power and time.

They'd rather wait for the Weave to be repaired, even if it leaves their clerics and priests completely clueless about what to do.

The church is important to the gods, but not indispensable.

Lynne walked in the long corridor of the city hall and glanced at the floating castle floating in the air: If the power of the source is really destroyed to the extent that the gods can't do anything about it, the floating castle should have fallen long ago .

Hill's attitude is actually quite obvious: Aglaia City just needs to take care of its own business, and don't do any extra things at all.

Lynn shook his head, being so cautious every time he encountered something related to the gods. So the future time is the resurrection of the magic goddess of the epic story?

He slowly made up his mind, the belief of the Toril people, even if they are pious now, does not mean that they will be in the future, and there is no reference value at all.

If there is an idea of ​​meddling in city management at the Temple of Aglaia, then Lynn is not unable to let part of it. He is not a very controlling person, but since the daughter of Hill does not intend to take care of this at all Believers, then there is no need for him to do superfluous things.

Let those refugees slowly build their villages!

As a god, it is very good to be able to save their lives in times of crisis. If there are still people who want to get more, with the personality of God Trahir, they will probably just give up this kind of Greedy believers.

The gods of that world seem to dislike this kind of belief with other desires very much. If the believers' reverence is not pure enough, they will not accept it at all.

Lynn finds it a little weird. If he has the opportunity, he hopes to go to Trahill to see the customs there. It must be very interesting.

He quickly found several city guards and asked them to speak to the refugees:

In the previous Neverwinter Forest, Aglaia was not suitable to intervene, but now the mountains between the two cities do not need to give in any more, let him see if these capable people can That small village becomes the new town.

What Aglaia can help them here is enough security and various basic materials for cheap sale, as well as permission to collect various resources in the territory.

Most importantly, until the refugee village became a town with a name, Aglaia didn't collect their taxes.

If these pretentious people still can't keep these commoners in their villages, or if the manpower is taken away by Neverwinter and Waterdeep, then it's no wonder that Lynn doesn't give them a chance.

Lin sat silently on his desk thinking, when will the undead appear again?

Should we wait until the gods start returning to Toril?

In that case, he would have to hire someone to do some infrastructure work.

Although the undead are expensive to hire, they work fast! 1000 ordinary people need to build three years of work, but these undead can do it in a few days.

It seems that the one-time expenses are very high, but in fact it is not much more than the consumption of three years, but the house can be moved in three years in advance, and anyone who can calculate a little knows who to choose.

Linn picked up his workbook, and Masha calculated the amount of future works again, and couldn't help sighing: The greening project should not be done for the time being, the druids always want to use it on plants. Magic, too dangerous.

The most important job now is to open some farmland to the east side of the lake and dig a canal.

Just as the refugees are short of money, they will do it.

When no one can compete with Aglaia City, what should be taken up is still taken up, and the big deal is to plant some seeds and become the field.

The rest will be rearranged after the undead arrive.

Fortunately, looking at Hill's attitude, the undead will still come.

By the way, Lynn suddenly remembered one thing, where did that artifact that is closely related to the undead go?

Here at Hill, of course.

After finding that Toril's connection with the outside world was completely cut off, Hill quickly took him to the floating castle and put him in a small room covered with space spar.

This rhombus-shaped crystal should just be a split of the divine artifact in the hands of the God of Time and Space, so even if it absorbs enough energy to return to normal, the response becomes a bit slow.

The lack of contact with Trahir made this artifact a little impatient. Recently, I have been frantically sensing Toril's spatial stability, and then desperately calculating how long it will take to connect with the main artifact.

Fortunately, as an artifact of the super-rich God of Time and Space, he has no shortage of spar at all. Not only did he return double the spar that Hill had paid to save him, but in order to prevent himself from powering off again, he simply saved the spar from his own storage space. A spar that filled most of the room was thrown out.

The priesthood of time and space...not only powerful but also very rich~IndoMTL.com~ even Hill is a little envious.

He can only choose to seal that room tightly, so that no energy can flow out... Otherwise, Hill really doesn't know if Terry and Tustin, who have passed by here, can control their desires.

During this period of time, both dragons chose to live in the floating castle. Although Hill was very powerful, they still wanted to do something for him.

Tostin seems to be planning to use his speed to send Hill away when Hill encounters an unstoppable enemy, and Terry decided to be the queen.

No dragon would blatantly kill Terry... His mother Jinlong and father Yinlong were all from very prosperous families, and the Yinlong family could even be related to Bahamut.

There are so many powerful dragons, there is always a reason why only this pair can rule the territory like a queen and a prince, never worrying about any dragon slayer.

Although Hill is not worried about his own safety, he is very happy to know the private arrangements of the two dragons.

Sincere friends, each one is precious.