Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill, who said he was fearless, was still upset for several days and couldn't even meditate. He wandered in the small forest outside the tower every day, staring into the distance in a daze.

However, one day when he was feeding the cat, the white cat gently jumped into his arms, meowed a few times, raised his head and gently licked Hill's cheek.

Hill looked down at the cat's blue eyes and smiled softly: Life is always full of surprises and twists and turns, but the occasional small surprise can cheer him up and keep going.

From this day on, the white cat began to play in the magic tower. Although he still had to go back to the forest to rest, he was willing to stay with Hill during the day.

Then one day, Hill squatted in front of the white cat and asked: "Can I know the name of the beautiful lady?"

The white cat took a bite of the small fish presented by Hill: "Alice!"

What a fitting name for a cat! Hill sighed silently and touched Alice's little head: "Hello, Miss Alice!"

Alice rolled her eyes at him gracefully, pushed away Hill's hand with her paws, bit the dried fish, gently jumped onto the bay window, and lay down steadily.

Hill has since returned to his regular routine, except with Alice by his side.

When Adrian returned three months later, Hill was completely stable. He could also ask Adrian what he thought with great interest.

"What a crazy race!" Adrian was going crazy. "I thought the undead said their lives would never end! But they will actually be resurrected! The soul and body are separate! Their bodies seem to be created by gods. , the soul can be recovered and used without dying! The power of the God of Time and Space is actually wasted on making bodies for them!"

Hill pulled him up and said, "Don't waste your breath. Let's go to the study and tell my grandfather at the same time!"

Flan was connected quickly and had probably been waiting.

Adrian took a sip of wine, loosened his collar, and said with dull eyes as he sat on the sofa: "I sometimes think that He is a devil who steals divine power. Otherwise, how could he create such a race! There is no shame, just do what is good. They rob like crazy and fight with each other for small gains. Prince William’s men are maintaining law and order every day!”

Hill said: "Then they should be very useful, right?"

"It's very easy to use! You don't have any self-esteem as a professional! You can give orders with a little money. William asked them to build houses for the common people, and they were willing to do it!" Adrian said with emotion: "I don't know where this god came from. The souls are obviously unscrupulous in doing things, but they are all neutral alignments. I saw several Paladins of the Lord of Justice throwing detection alignments at them! They are all chaotic neutral and lawful neutral!"

Hill replied softly: "Because they don't deal with civilians, right?"

"That's true! William seems to have doubts. It's his people who are dealing with the undead! Speaking of which, they are quite easy to talk to. They are very happy to build the house they live in!" Adrian said doubtfully: "William also said They are arranged in a valley far away from the common people and nobles, and they have to walk a long way every day to build houses for the common people, but they are not angry at all!"

Hill thought silently: "I'd be very happy to be my replacement! What kind of fairy game actually has a house to build and play right after I play it! The keyboard game I played before had a house after 10 years of playing, and it crashed even though it was fine. , I’m still having fun!”

Adrian continued: "I originally wanted to watch it for a while longer, or go down and have a chat!"

Hill looked sideways: "Are you crazy?"

"I think they get along well with the snoopers who talk to them." Adrian said, "It's just that you have to give them some benefits to talk to them, and it's not like I can't give them!"

"Prince William will know if you talk to them! Don't attract that person's attention! Grandfather is still in the capital!" Hill objected strongly.

"Yes! Yes!" Adrian said rationally: "I haven't come yet!"

"What happened?"

"I overheard them talking, saying that the test was about to end. More people are coming soon! I counted their number, and there were already more than 1,000 people, and they are still coming!"

Fran suddenly interrupted: "Are they all professionals?"

"Yes! Teacher!" Adrian sat up quickly and spoke. He and Hill didn't have the ability to speak when the communicator was on, forgetting that the wizard could. Fortunately, Frank could only hear, otherwise he would have been punished if he had been seen.

"Another scary thing is that they have an alchemy tool in their hands that allows them to communicate with each other. And they communicate with multiple people. Sometimes when something happens, everyone comes almost instantly. They can also directly notify William, Edward and That’s how some of Charles’ people were exposed.”

"No wonder there is no news at all from the royal capital." Fran almost smiled: "It doesn't matter, we can still observe for a while. If there are really many undead, I will find an excuse to go to your side."

Hill immediately said, "Better come soon."

Frank replied: "The most anxious people now should be Edward and Charles! They looked down on William at first and used William to show their authority. Unexpectedly, the people who forced him away turned out to be divine envoys. Gods do not allow fighting between humans. A war between countries. But William has the right to inherit Salar and is related to the new gods, so no temple will intervene in this matter."

Adrian replied: "That's good. No matter who took action back then, we can finish it together now!"

"I wonder if William is the favored one of the gods or the future leader? But if Salar becomes the Kingdom of God, many people will be unlucky." Frank almost laughed out loud.

Hill thought silently: I wonder if that William is the so-called God of Time and Space. Hill has also read some online novels about summoning the fourth natural disaster. They usually become kings and gods. If William were a time traveler, he would probably be a god in the future. No, it could also be a chess piece of the gods. The system that can help him summon people might also become a god. Salar's future will not be easy no matter what.

He suddenly raised his head and asked Fran: "It is said that the king has three years left? So if Prince William brings the undead back to the royal capital within these three years, will he directly inherit the throne?"

Adrian asked in surprise: "Do you think the undead can form a large army? How many tens of thousands would it take?"

Fran said: "They used more than 1,000 people to test the stability of the summons, so the number of main subjects must be tens of thousands!"

Hill thought: tens of thousands? If it were really an online game, it would probably cost more than hundreds of thousands for such an interesting game, right? After all, such an intelligent NPC is attractive enough!

He raised his head and said: "Grandpa, it's best to start packing your luggage. If anything happens, leave immediately. I remember that the contract between grandpa and the Salar royal family can be terminated at any time."

Fran replied: "Yes. In the archmage stage, you must serve the Salal royal family. Only after you become a magician can you occupy a magic tower. If you don't want to be the tower owner, you can leave at any time."

Adrian said quietly: "Originally, this tower belonged to our sect, but all the efforts were in vain."

Hill replied: "Is life still the most important thing, or do you want to become a devout mage of the gods?"

"Forget it!" Adrian said: "Salar Holy Kingdom, hehe, the Holy Kingdom has not appeared in tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect Salar to have such an honor!"

Fran finally concluded: "Don't talk nonsense! I will find a way to pass the matter to Edward and Charles. By the way, I will put away all the important things. If there is a war, I will leave immediately! I have no interest in participating in the internal war of the royal family!"

Hill knew in his heart that if a foreign enemy invaded, Fran would definitely stay and defend until the end. But the Salal royal family's attack on his daughter made Fran absolutely not participate in such an internal fight among them. What's more, with the participation of gods, in the next few years, or before the God of Time and Space raises his throne, all the gods' eyes will be fixed on Salar. Almost all civilians in Salar have faith, and they will be very safe in the future. As for the nobles, Fran doesn't care whether they live or die.

He hurriedly said before Fran cut off the communication: "Grandpa should come over as soon as possible! I also need my grandfather's help!"

Hill felt that these players probably came from the high-tech era, otherwise such an intelligent NPC would require a powerful server host before they could believe it.

From the beginning of contact with this deformed society, he felt that the behavior of the nobles was disgusting. The attitude of treating human life as trivial could be judged as a psychopath in Hill's world. People like Adrian just looked down on civilians and Servants, those who don't bother to do anything to them are simply the best kind of people.

The life gap between nobles, professionals and civilian slaves is like the coexistence of modern society and the period of slavery. Hill's magic tower kitchen utensils are all alchemical products using elemental crystals, and there is no open flame, and some farm slaves cannot even use firewood. The terrible class contradictions were firmly suppressed by powerful forces.

Hill, who had no ability to draw a sword and was just a man, could only hide in silence, keeping his sight out of sight. But hundreds of thousands of players appear, not afraid of death and bold. When they see injustice, someone will definitely take action. When they see illiterate, poor and innocent civilian children, someone will definitely teach them. This continent that has maintained a slave society for hundreds of thousands of years will finally become a slave. The pot is boiling with confused porridge.

If Hill was among these players, he would not hesitate to resist the nobles who oppressed the common people. If it was just a game, who would be afraid of divine punishment? What's more, how can human gods punish players who help civilians? That is the foundation of their faith. The only thing those gods can do in the end is to steal faith. These are hundreds of thousands of professionals! Hill believes that the God of Time and Space cannot control the players' determination to convert. As long as the benefits are sufficient, the players themselves don't know what they can do.

A serious and indifferent person like Fran would definitely be angry to death if he had a head-on conflict with the players! Their thinking is something Fran will never understand.

Hill used to think about building up the territory a little bit, but now he can give up. Let's call Frank over and build a magic tower!