Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill arranged the hall between him and Terry into a large study room with bookshelves on three sides.

Then the books from Faerun began to be laid out in rows.

The ones he had seen were placed at the top and the new ones at the bottom.

Finally, I found a few floating saucers, and after setting the range within which they could not leave the main house, I threw them in the open space and let them fly wherever they wanted.

When needed, a mage's hand can call them over.

He thought for a while, and then arranged a large kitchen and dining room on the first floor on his side. In this house, he would not do any powerful spell experiments. At most, he could complete the fourth chapter of the magic book.

He had a hunch that Chapter 4 was the last time. When the magic book connected to the origin of the world, the reaction was relatively small.

Starting from Chapter 5, the world's feedback will become significantly larger, and Hill doesn't want to be the target of public criticism.

So the second floor was simply divided into a spell laboratory and an alchemy laboratory, and Hill only used some high-level magic circles for protection.

As long as it can resist the attack power of the legendary level, it doesn't need to be perfect. After all, it is a place where you will live temporarily for a few years.

After the matters on Hill's side were almost settled, Martha also took the puppets to decorate several houses.

He walked into his side, summoned a floating saucer and flew directly to the third floor. He placed a staircase between his residence and the hall, and then opened a staircase in the corner to allow the floating saucer to fly freely. Up and down elevator rooms.

I don't plan to welcome outsiders in my room, so everything on this floor is open except for a large bathroom.

All walls have been converted into blue ocean crystal, allowing Hill to easily see outside.

This kind of crystal looks airtight, but in fact it is similar to breathable glass, and each pore can freely exchange air.

So even though there are no windows, there is a gentle breeze blowing through the room.

Martha put white transparent gauze on these glass windows, which was slowly fluttering at the moment, making Hill feel very comfortable.

Especially when he felt the violent fluctuations of divine power coming from the north shore, he felt even more happy.

Seeing a hint of whiteness on the horizon, he decided to take a bath to welcome the dawn.

Then Hill changed into a dark blue robe with silver trim and got ready to go out in high spirits.

He planned to buy some newspapers and hear if there was any exciting news.

Then, by the way, subscribe to all the newspapers and periodicals available in Silver Moon City, whether they are academic or gossip.

As soon as Hill walked out of the door, he saw Linn who was planning to come to him.

"Good morning, Lynn!" Hill greeted with a smile.

"I can't settle down anymore..." Linn said weakly, "Do you know how many people came to me yesterday to inquire about you?

It's a good thing I haven't asked you before.

It was so annoying that I just asked them to find the Golden Elf King. "

Hill smiled sheepishly at him.

"Actually, I can't blame you." Lin En sighed, "Of course you have to be happy if you have money. Why not avenge you?

Elves have never tolerated large numbers of people.

They don't dare to do anything to me. This is not just because our Lord God is watching.

Unless we can kill you and Messer together, no one of the Golden Elf bloodline in Silver Moon City or even the Silver Moon Alliance would dare to hurt you casually.

The only good thing about us golden elves is that we are united enough, and everyone in Faerûn knows this. "

Hill silently thought about the Elf God King of Trahill, and expressed sincere doubts about Linn's words.

"I was so annoyed yesterday that I went to stay at my teacher's house. His mansion on the shore of Ruiwengan is similar to the one you have here.

I have to go back today, so I came to say goodbye to you.

Let me ask you something by the way.

Last night, my teacher Kressarurien almost burst into laughter. It is said that you did not save face for the dean of the Enchanting Department, Sinn Heyhe?

Let me tell you, there is no need to worry about retaliation.

The relationship between them is not very good. It is very normal for the person holding my teacher's invitation not to show respect to the lady.

She was also a little too arrogant and actually wanted to compete with the lady for materials! Her master didn't even dare to do this.

However, if you still want to read books in the university library in the future, it is best not to offend all the magicians and professors in the college. "

Hill recalled that Cresalurien should be the dean of the musical instrument branch of the bard college. Although he also has elf blood, he does not seem to be a golden elf.

His time in this academy was almost the same as the time when Aslazo was the city lord, and he should also be a follower of the Supreme Lady.

He must be full of malice towards people like Sin Enheihe who dare to be disrespectful to Eslazo despite being attached to the city lord, but he will not take the initiative and will only make small moves at most.

Hill glanced at Lynn, smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I've always been very calm when no one messes with me."

Lin En was really a good friend. He specifically gave Hill the full name of his teacher, for fear that Hill would be involved in the power struggle in Silvermoon City.

Lin En also laughed: "My teacher shouldn't be able to do anything, but you'd better be careful.

We are just traveling, and we have no intention of staying in Silver Moon City forever.

By the way, where do you want to go this morning? "

"Buy some newspapers." Hill pointed to a two-story building on the main road with a sign of 'News and Echo'.

Lin En followed him: "The matter with Wojin's Favorite will not be reported so quickly."

"Then it should come out tomorrow! I can make a reservation." Hill said with a smile on his face, "It's not just for this, I also want to order those academic journals!

Especially the ‘Women’s Journal’ in the university town. I read several collections from the past two years, which are indeed valuable for discussion. "

Linn shrugged: "Well, you are really a standard mage. I only like to read music scores."

Hill secretly added in his heart: There is also gossip.

"It's still snowing! How do you plan to leave?" Hill glanced at the snowflakes still flying outside the magic film on Silver Moon City.

"It's no longer the time of extreme cold." Linn pointed outside the city gate, "Caravans are starting to go to Cuellar to sell goods. I just go with them."

Hill nodded. If Linn followed, the caravan would be safer, so even if they planned to set off at another time, they would change it to today.

Hill took out a few magic scrolls and handed them to Linn: "You keep these, I made them myself, don't think about whether these things are expensive.

To me, this is just a casual thing. It is actually easy for high-level mages to make money. If you think they are poor, it is just that they spend too much and exceed their tolerance limit.

If something happens to you, even if I crush all those who hurt you, it will be meaningless. Revenge will only comfort strangers. "

Linn turned his head and thought for a few seconds, then simply accepted it. He was actually still traveling in time, and it was allowed by the clan rules to help each other with Hill, the unlucky guy who was also kicked out of his home.

He glanced at the contents of the spell scroll for a few times and couldn't help but bared his teeth. No wonder Hill was kicked out of the house before he reached the age of 80. All he needed was life experience.

Except for the two auxiliary spells of Mansion and Rapid Flight, the rest are filled with blizzards, lightning and thunder, extreme freezing, and even meteorites falling from the sky!

Hill is actually a mage above level 19!

Lin En glanced sideways at the young face, not daring to speculate whether he had broken through the limits of a mortal and reached level 20.

Even if many people reach level 19, it may take hundreds or thousands of years to break through the limit and reach level 20.

He thought about it for a while and then told Hill: "Then I can only say thank you. These are enough to save my life. It will probably last for several years."

Don't worry, I won't be self-righteous and will come back for help when I'm in danger.

Go buy the newspaper yourself!

I went directly out of the city to find the caravan. They must have been ready and waiting for me!

This small caravan is not as fast as yours, so it needs to leave early.

I will send you a letter. Those female postmen in Northland are very diligent. If they make money, they can make one trip every day.

But if something happens to me, it will definitely not be because of you, but because of my bad-luck teacher with a bad mouth.

No one will think that we have a closer relationship just because I take care of my own kind. "

Hill suppressed a smile and sent Lin En away. It seemed that the university in Silvermoon City was full of competition among various disciplines. Perhaps it was for the research funds allocated by Aslazo and Silvermoon City?

Hill actually also understood that if he really used Linn against Hill just because of his good relationship with the same race, he would be offending almost the entire golden elf race, including the elven gods.

Regardless of the fact that Hill and Linn are both white-skinned half-elves, and there is no need to know which family Hill comes from, this does not affect the protection of the golden elves and their main god.

But who knows if there might be some idiot who doesn't understand anything and takes action regardless of everything?

Hill was never afraid of the higher-ups, but rather these guys who knew little about elves.

But the spell scrolls Hill gave Linn can definitely handle this kind of guy.

Hill slowly walked into the newspaper office with a strange name.

As expected, most of the employees inside were level 2 or 3 bards, and they were currently gathering in a circle to discuss how much money had been stolen from that believer in Woking.

Is Wo'jin really going to be reduced to a weak divine power? In that battle in the early morning, the power she provided to her beloved was too weak.

And Cyric's followers were so arrogant that they dared to enter Silvermoon City. If he hadn't also taken the money, no one would have noticed.

Hill was very satisfied with the latest news and tapped the bell on the counter.

"Ah! Welcome, sir, do you have any newspapers you like?" A handsome young man wearing a gray shirt and a sleeveless vest of the same color immediately walked up to the counter.

Hill placed the order according to his own ideas. The little poet, who was originally happy, changed his expression instantly after seeing the address he wrote on the receipt.

Hill smiled reassuringly at the frightened boy, turned around and went out to the nearby bookstore.