Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

How could Hill not resent those players who wanted to kill him? But he knew that he could do nothing but resent him.

In the eyes of those superior gods, Hill was not dead, but just a little frightened. It would be nice to give him more compensation.

Even if Hill is in a position where William has a good character, he can help him when things happen, but his status is not high enough for William to take a good look at him.

The incomplete rules of this world also determine that no one's past and present lives can be clearly seen by gods.

The so-called predictions can actually be made only when various rules are very complete.

Even if the God of Time and Space now becomes the master of the long river of time and space, he cannot clearly see the true history of this world.

All He can see is the lives of His followers.

Even if a mage respects any god, he rarely truly puts his faith into it. The feeling of opening your heart is uncomfortable enough, but if you were the God of Time and Space, and even the dark history of your infancy could be seen, what would it be like?

Even if the God of Time and Space is a very decent person, the mages will feel pain whenever they think that they cannot keep even the slightest secret.

Therefore, there are many mages who respect the God of Time and Space, but there are basically none who believe in it. Even Karl and Miller, the two legendary mages who want to be qualified as the auxiliary gods of the God of Time and Space, have not yet been baptized.

The two of them are still struggling. If there is any hope, they still don't want to give themselves up completely. It's too embarrassing.

The legendary knight, on the other hand, has already surrendered his faith, but after all, he is a member of the Salar royal family, so it is normal for him to make such a choice.

As far as Hill is concerned, as long as Hill doesn't admit his origin to William, there will be no cause and effect between him and William, and everything in the past will not be seen clearly.

Hill once considered whether the jewelry would be leaked to Lina. Later, after thinking about it carefully, Melanie just told Lina that Hill made beautiful jewelry for her and that her preferences were a bit like girls.

Probably out of vanity, Melanie didn't say much. After all, there was a difference between what she made and what her son drew for her.

Hill didn't think there was anything wrong with girls' vanity, but now it seemed that it was a big help.

But in William's case, he may just be a descendant of a suspected time traveler. He can pay attention to it, but it is not worth paying too much.

Therefore, those players who attacked Hill had their camps shifted and became red-named. They were unable to play the game for a period of time. At most, they could spend a lot of time doing daily camp activities, and then they could happily play the game again.

What can Hill do? This is the only way to vent your anger secretly. Although very cowardly. But when the world consciousness needs the player, he can only do this.

Moreover, with their mortal bodies, what can they do to the gods?

Hill can't even make it too obvious. Frank was not so anxious to be promoted to legend last year.

Adrian seemed to be talking about it for himself, but for Fran's family, the inheritance of the alchemist master was enough to make countless people willing to send outstanding children for them to choose.

They chose King's College and worked under King Salar again so that things like Hill would never happen again. Hill understood the meaning of Adrian's words. They were not just for Hill, after all, the lives of Fran and Adrian also needed to be protected.

But Hill's reasons accounted for at least half of it.

If that attack happened now, William would definitely issue stricter orders to protect Hill.

The deal was done, so Hill could only swallow this sigh of relief in order for his grandfather and Uncle Adrian to feel at ease.

But in Hill's territory, even if there are players who want to increase the friendliness, there is nothing they can do.

After all, after so long, there may only be a few hundred individual players with a reputation above friendliness.

They were all people who wanted to settle or buy things in Hill Town in the past, and they slowly came out.

In the past, it was just that high-end alchemy products and potions could not be purchased. For most individual players, it actually didn't make any difference. They would not buy such expensive things in the first place.

But now, there is obviously an opportunity to contract high-level monsters, but they can't get the tickets.

When others are whizzing by with powerful monsters, they can only slowly cultivate low-level monsters or cubs. Many people don't think about whether they can get the recognition of high-level monsters.

Most people only feel that because of the end of the world, they have lost an opportunity to obtain high-level Warcraft.

Hill just hopes that there will be as few individual players willing to join those families in the apocalypse as possible. When they have any activities, the casual people are not willing to participate.

His reputation is getting worse and worse, and he gets less than others. Except for the hardcore, there will always be players who start to leave those families.

As the sky gradually darkened, Hill picked up the contract paper, stood up and walked to the door to stand.

"Those who are ready to sign the contract and the monsters can come to me now." Hill raised his voice and said.

Soon someone stood in front of Hill with a big-antlered deer.

Hill took one look at the big-antlered deer and recognized it at a glance. This deer had been in his valley for a long time. It was always very curious and would be the first to rush to the front to watch if anything happened. It's so normal that he would choose to form a contract with the undead in order to go out and play.

Hill raised his head and took a look. These monsters on the deck were all unable to stay and would probably be signed away.

Sure enough, dusk was still there and it was still dark. The monsters on the deck signed contracts with the players intermittently and left together.

Before each World of Warcraft left, Hill earnestly gave his blessing. He had an idea in his mind that if he was truly a natural favorite, then his blessing would be very useful to the Warcraft.

Hill soon felt that there was a trace of light that was invisible to the naked eye, entwining the monster he had blessed. He smiled slightly, his natural consciousness really loved him and was willing to bless these departing monsters together with him.

Hill raised his head and held back a sigh.

Cunlu and Nanfeng, with two big pigs, finally stood in front of him.

"Although it may not be necessary, I still want to tell you that the two of them are really good at eating. And they will have many children." Hill said hesitantly, "I don't want the two of them to go out and meet each other. got hurt."

"No matter how much the Duchess can eat, it won't cost me dozens of crystals a day!" Cunlv said nonchalantly, "I just need to pay the chef to deliver it. My bag is big, and the Duchess herself Can store food in the pet pouch.

We two are so quarrelsome! She also said that if any future children become monsters, they will be left in my charge. I took advantage of it! "

Nangfeng also nodded and said: "It's just right for me and the Duke to be together. Because we are husband and wife, they are willing to sign a contract with us." Hill closed his mouth and looked carefully, you guys give them this name Got a name? Is it a bit of a taboo against William, so they were named Duke and Duchess?

Hill was a little worried. In the future, the children of these two pigs would also be named after their titles.

He just hoped that these two people would stay away from the Salar nobles, otherwise a battle of dignity would really arise.

"Both of them are high-level monsters. Especially the wife, she is almost as powerful as a high-level magician." Hill decided to make it clear, "Even if they are given such a name, the nobles will not feel anything. So. But their children, unless they are high-ranking, should not be named after their title.”

Cunlu puffed up her cheeks and said frustratedly: "I know."

That was indeed her plan. Hill looked at Nanfeng helplessly.

"I will remember to stop her, at least don't use a title above baron." Nang Feng said immediately.

Hill reacted immediately. This guy didn't want to let his wife down and didn't want to cause trouble. He probably planned to name the piglet after Lord So-and-so.

And by the way, he told Hill that he still remembered that Hill had the title of baron and would not name a pig a baron.

Hill smiled and shook his head. In this world, if a high-level Warcraft pig is named Baron, no one except Hill will care about it, and no one else will feel any problem.

But low-level monsters are food, so this is absolutely not allowed.

Hill allows only high-level monsters to come out. He will not send out low-level monsters. That is not training, it is sending them to death.

Strength comes first, written all over every corner of this world.

Hill solemnly sent blessings to the two pigs. Although he didn't interact with them much, Hill really liked them.

The Duchess noticed it very sensitively. She looked back at Hill and curtsied.

Hill blessed so much, only this sow felt it.

Watching them go away, Adrian walked out: "You seem to like these two pigs?"

"They were just domestic animals originally." Hill said with a smile. "If they had not awakened into magical beasts, they would have just become my meal. But now, they are already high-level magical beasts at the level of magicians."

Adrian nodded: "It's indeed amazing."

He suddenly reached out and touched Hill's head: "You seem to have always liked this type of person."

Hill knew that Adrian was thinking of Bonn.

Adrian himself has always been a talented person, and his family is well-off. Even though he is the second son, he has never been angry.

He didn't quite understand why Hill felt that such a person who worked his way up from the bottom was worthy of respect and love.

In the eyes of people of the aristocratic class, the admirable strivers are those who come from a small noble family like Fran and who have reached the top by virtue of their ability.

Not like Bonn, who struggled to crawl from the mud to the steps.

Hill didn't plan to say anything more to Adrian. He couldn't explain this deep value gap at all.

The golden sailboat, which had returned to calmness from the excitement, began to turn back to the Hill Valley.

The flange should be out.

Seeing from a distance that the tower was no longer on the flat land in front of the fountain, Adrian parked the boat next to the balcony of Hill's study.

Sitting in the room, flipping through a book, Fran looked up at the two of them: "Why have you been gone for so long?"

Hill squeezed in and sat next to his grandfather, and explained the arrangements for the high-level monsters in the territory.

Fran nodded: "There are indeed too many high-level monsters in your territory. If the undead were not so troublesome, they would have rushed out long ago. This is good. While the undead are still in this world, follow them and take care of them. Practice.

It will be nice to wait until a few advanced demigod monsters come out in the future. "

Hill felt that Frank might have thought that the undead would not stay in this world for more than 100 years.

He hesitated for a moment, but still told the optimistic Fran about the news that the undead from different countries were coming, and that the undead might come decades later with their children.

Fran was stunned for a while and then said: "That means His Majesty the King will not return to the stars soon.

They said the demon invasion will end in a week? "

"Yes."

"I told Hill that we are going to build a magic tower in Kerslot." Adrian walked in. "I plan to take half of the caravan there."

"Go back and tell me your thoughts." Fran nodded in agreement, "Hill, according to tradition, when the demonic invasion is over, all countries will hold celebrations. Come with me to the capital."

Hill nodded: "Okay, grandpa."

He picked up Alice who was leaning against her, smiled at her and said, "No, the elves over there are very troublesome."

Merkel sat upright and said: "Don't worry. It's almost time for us to rest, and we can continue to practice in seclusion now."

Alice screamed miserably, but she understood that this time Hill would not be soft-hearted and let her get on the boat, so she just meowed a few desolate times.

Fran shook his head: "You really spoiled her. How can there be such a natural spirit that hasn't been legendary for so long?"

There are no restrictions on the advancement of the natural spirit. As long as the strength is reached, it will naturally upgrade, and it will not stop until it becomes a demigod.

Hill was speechless and couldn't say anything. It was indeed the result of his pampering Alice. If it weren't for Merkel, Alice wouldn't even have the strength she has now.

Merkel stood up, bit Alice's neck, and decided that the break was over.

"Why is this leopard not legendary yet?" Fran asked strangely, looking at the two cats walking away.

"Like Hill, fighting against the inheritance of our ancestors!" Adrian leaned on the sofa happily.

"That's quite smart." Fran commented, turning to ask Hill, "Can your elemental lord come back to guard the territory before you leave?"

"Okay." Hill said, "I can directly summon them both and let them fight in the spell practice room, where I will expand it to the maximum."

Adrian laughed speechlessly: "You are really a master at spoiling children, Hill."

Fran stood up: "Let's go first. We have to go back and prepare for Adrian to go to the capital. It will take about half a month, you can prepare yourself."

Hill nodded, stood up and sent the two of them out. He suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around and said, "Uncle Adrian, find something to do for Lina's two children in your town."

Adrian laughed: "Don't worry, I won't let them follow you to the capital."

"But if they don't live well, they might run to Bonn themselves." Hill was a little anxious. "If there is a job that can make them live a good life, they won't give up easily and run to Bonn to cause trouble." ”

"Yes, I understand." Adrian nodded.

"Thank you Uncle Adrian!"

Watching the two of them ascend into the sky, Hill sighed, almost trapping Bonn.