Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill also had to agree on delivery prices with several store owners. Although I don’t know how the players’ experience is set up, they must be prepared to receive a large number of goods.

Herbal medicines, food, meat and skins, mineral jewelry, all have to be set at a receiving price, and a certain amount of room for bargaining must be left.

Hill asked them to calculate a receipt and compare it with Flan's caravan. The two places are so close, so the prices must be consistent.

He took one last look at the hotel. This large concave three-story house with more than 100 small rooms was the largest building in the village. The five maids sent by Hill were all hired to take care of it.

Every family in this village has a fixed job and allocated land, and is considered a wealthy free citizen.

Hill had to tell the hotel steward not to panic no matter what happened if the undead came.

If there's not enough meat, just issue tasks to the undead, and there will always be someone to hunt.

Hill will rush back after participating in the coronation ceremony. If you can't handle anything, just wait for him to come back. Although the undead are all professionals, they will not attack ordinary people easily.

Hill felt that several of the stewards were quite calm. After all, Fran was a magician and Hill was also an archmage. In the eyes of the natives of this world, such a backstage should be able to protect themselves.

Hill also felt that at most it would be a bit of a mental shock. That god should still block some players' words and deeds that are too unusual.

It's best to wait until he comes back before serving the player's spicy meal.

No matter how much Hill struggled, he was still carried by Fran and flew directly to the capital of Salar.

This is Hill's first time entering the capital of Salar.

This city called Obastian is very majestic. It is firmly protected by three solid walls from the outside to the inside.

The outermost city wall is made of blue-black boulders.

The huge outer city of the capital is not like in ordinary fantasy novels. The outermost part is surrounded by circles of slums until it reaches the inner middle class.

How can poor people be allowed to live near the city wall? In Obadistian's outer city, there are huge military camps located at each of the four corners. Living around the outskirts of the military camp are the families of the officers and soldiers in the camp. Then there are the security forces responsible for public security management in the city. Their families form a barrier between the military camp and the civilians.

In this city, people who are truly too poor to survive are extremely rare. This semi-slavery social form will turn all poor people into slaves. In this world, not everyone can own slaves. People without titles can only hire labor.

Then there are the middle and lower classes, various craftsmen, traders, and employees who serve military officers and merchants. Various black forces also exist in this circle of people. The real oppressed poor people in this city actually live in places controlled by black forces such as gambling houses and brothels.

After that, there are the middle class. They have certain cultural knowledge and enough money to hire workers and open various shops and workshops. Junior professionals in the capital generally live in this location, so this area is full of taverns and hotels. These people also form a huge outer business circle.

In the circle closest to the inner city wall, there are usually untitled children from separated families and relatives of the royal guard.

Even professionals, only those with clean financial records, well-documented records, and those who have lived in the capital for generations are eligible to join the Royal Guard.

To put it bluntly, most of the people who can join the Royal Guard are the children of nobles who have no inheritance rights. But this at least appeases most of the professionals living in the capital. In order for future generations to become royal guards, they will never break the law easily.

The inner city wall is entirely made of obsidian, and the magic array above is shining with light.

Few cities use obsidian for city walls. This kind of expensive stone is used on the border. Only the wealthy Salar, who owns the largest gold element mine in the continent, will use it.

The outermost circle of the inner layer is the building complex of the major temples. None of these temples, which are said to serve the people, dare to be placed in the outer city. Even the church, only the Lord of Justice and the Goddess of Fountains dared to set up in civilian areas. How can the really poor and oppressed people have the ability to enter the inner city through the inner city guards?

Then there are the aristocratic districts lined with layers. The princes, uncles, sons, and a lord, in order from low to high, are distributed in an arc shape around the palace.

There is a wide central avenue in the inner city leading directly to the palace. In the first kilometer of this road, the various shops on both sides basically belong to the great nobles, while within a kilometer close to the palace, all the shops belong to the royal family.

The entire palace is located on a bed of gold elemental ore. In this stone city, the white palace buildings are particularly eye-catching. On the outer wall of the palace, which is separated by a moat and the noble area, the magic circles engraved with mithril on the white rock are particularly eye-catching.

The palace where the king lives is in the middle of the five-pointed star magic circle. At the tip of the five-pointed star are five magic towers controlled by magicians. The two elements gathering places on the left and right of the king's residence are two legendary magic towers.

The entire palace plus the magic tower is actually used to suppress the elemental tidal vortex formed by the elemental mines.

It is said that when it was mined, the tide of elements formed a huge whirlpool, and it took several legendary mages to work together to suppress it. In order to mine this kind of mine, the legendary mages directly entered the elemental world to communicate and negotiate with the gold element, and finally used mithril to build a palace complex. This is probably the most expensive palace in the world.

Hill had read various books about the founding of Salar since he was a child, and was full of curiosity about this palace. This time I could finally see it with my own eyes. Hill begged Flando to let him see the city, and Flando held him up and floated over the inner city gate without comment.

Flights are prohibited over Obastian's inner city. Fran, who gave Hill half an hour, finally landed impatiently at the gate of the inner city.

Hill is actually very satisfied. Not to mention the outer city, no matter how prosperous it is, it is just like that. This large city composed of Western-style buildings does not attract the attention of a modern person.

The inner city was different. Various exquisite temples with different styles attracted Hill's attention. These magnificent buildings were colorful, majestic and majestic.

After the temple area is the gorgeous aristocratic residential area. The various elegant manors are exquisitely designed, prosperous and dreamlike, poetic and picturesque, exquisite and profound, as if they are in a fairy tale world.

Well, Hill thought: This is indeed a fantasy world. No wonder Adrian didn't think the town he designed was beautiful. Only the water supply and sewage system was worthy of praise.

Fran impatiently asked Adrian to watch the distracted Hill and walk into the city gate.

The noise caught Hill's attention.

Even Fran stopped: the undead have arrived!

The inner city guards didn't seem to realize that these women in frivolous clothes were high-level undead professionals.

They told them in a frivolous tone not to enter the aristocratic area in search of business.

Adrian asked doubtfully: "Can't they see the names above the heads of the undead?"

Hill asked: "Why are the guards not professionals?"

Adrian said: "Can only professionals see it? There is no place where knights are allowed to guard the city gate!" Fran said: "Their names change with elements. How can professionals not see it?"

He asked Hill: "What happened to the clothes?"

Hill looked at the exquisite short dress and was speechless: you might as well be wearing armor and mage robes!

He calmed down and said, "All of them are professionals, so they are probably used to wearing light clothes. Aren't elves also used to wearing short skirts and shorts?"

Fran frowned and said, "It's normal to wear less clothes when you live in the forest. Elves also wear a lot when going out!"

Hill could only answer: "The undead never care about other people's thoughts and opinions."

Fran could only acquiesce and ask Adrian to deal with it. There were many people watching, and they seemed to be wondering what the Undead would do to these guards, but no one stepped forward to rescue them.

Frank was in no mood to wait.

It's a pity that those undead girls finally figured out the vulgar meaning of the guard's words.

Several guards were burned off their coats by the sudden fireball. Screaming, they dropped their weapons and covered themselves with their hands. Several earthen walls were placed horizontally to trap them.

Hill heard a female voice: "The butt is pretty white."

The onlookers were silent, no one dared to speak out. Not even the wildest female adventurers are this tough.

Adrian stopped and walked back to them: "Hill, was it the same when you went to see it?"

"Haven't you been there?"

"At that time, they all wore sackcloth. They hunted, built houses, and farmed every day. Although they often quarreled, I never saw anything like this..."

"When I went there, they were also very busy. William's men were very polite to them and no one provoked them. However, they fought and cursed each other very fiercely. Girls also use swear words."

"Adventurers can also swear, regardless of gender. But they will never do this. Few men would dare to do it."

"Are there any mages among the adventurers? Their identities give them confidence."

Adrian thought for a while: "That's true. But are all undead girls so tough?"

Hill was silent and sneered in his heart: Who cares about image in front of NPCs.

Fran suddenly said: "There is a priest! Is this okay? That guy doesn't care about the believers too much!"

Hill could only continue to beep in his mind: wet nurse is just a profession.

These female undead squatted on top of the earthen wall, paying no attention to the crowd of onlookers. They pointed at the cowering guards inside and whispered to each other about their figures and looks.

At this time, a group of knights ran out from inside. The leader shouted: "Ladies! Have some mercy!"

Adrian almost laughed: "William's bodyguard."