Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill turned around and thought about it, and realized that the Duchess had always been domineering, and she encountered Cunlv's character who was afraid of the world being in chaos. It was time for these two to turn the Black Rose City upside down!

In important matters, Cunlui would not disobey the bald man, but when things were fine, it was only natural for him to rely on the Duchess's influence to bully the bald man.

As for the bald man who wants to stand up, the best way is to find a monster that can suppress the Duchess.

Cunlu felt that she couldn't beat him, so she naturally settled down. Even if she found someone else, it had nothing to do with his bald head.

Hill looked at the direction of the tiger's roar with interest, wondering how long the fight would last. This giant tiger always keeps to himself, even the three pigs are a little afraid of him.

If the bald man could really get this tiger to make a contract with him, he would make a lot of money.

But you can ignore this matter for now. Hill directly asked the elements in the spiritual sea: "Who won your bet?"

"The banker kills everyone." The leader of the Wood Elemental Clan rarely interjected.

Well, no elf thought the fox would be first.

"Who is the banker?" Hill asked with a smile.

"Liszt. He is the fairest."

Hill smiled helplessly. Is Liszt still responsible for helping the elements open the market?

"You seem to be very used to betting?" Hill asked strangely.

"Betting is the best way to resolve many disputes." Kolendern replied in a sullen voice.

Is this a habit accumulated by the elements over hundreds of thousands of years? Hill couldn't help but smile as he thought about their lengthy meeting.

Intermittently, some Warcraft began to identify with the undead and came to Hill to sign a contract.

Xueyunfeng stood up quickly and led these people out of the valley.

Although he looked back as he walked and reluctantly looked at the direction where the bald man was fighting, he still persisted and took the lead to leave the valley.

Two hours are coming, and the roar of the tiger gradually disappears.

Soon, Hill suppressed his smile and watched the messy little lolita in black slowly walking toward him while lying on the giant tiger's body.

The ponytail of the bald head has fallen apart, half of it is bunched together like straw, and the other half is hanging loose.

The whole person came to Hill weakly.

"Congratulations, it's not easy to be recognized by Mr. Tiger." Hill congratulated the bald head.

"I have never been so tired in my life." The bald loli murmured, "I am more tired than when I was an intern, carrying buckets all day long."

Hill put away his smile. For the sake of his colleagues, Hill didn't care. This bald head reminded him of the pain of internship.

Otherwise, he must let the bald man show him what kind of work it is, which is more tiring than fighting a tiger for two hours.

Hill watched carefully for a few days and found that the differences between these players were really big. The Alliance Gang, both men and women, are all heading for the ferocious carnivorous monsters.

Good looks can only be a nice addition, not a necessity.

Power is what they pursue.

As for those casual players with a friendly reputation, beauty and cuteness are the first.

The old cat even abducted a fat cat.

This may be the only feline monster that is willing to sign a contract with the undead. It is obviously just so that he can eat delicious food. Anyway, old cats are notoriously lazy. Even monsters know that this is an undead who is unwilling to go out. It is very rare. .

When they came to sign the contract, Hill heard clearly that in order to sign the contract with this fat orange cat, the old cat promised to buy him a lot of food every few days and send it back to the valley to his fellow humans.

Hill smiled. The old cat probably didn't know how many cats there were in the valley. It's just that they usually squat in the trees, so it's hard to see them.

Well, he is so lazy that he probably has to go out and work hard to raise cats.

In just one week, there were about 200 fewer high-level monsters in Hill Valley, but Liszt told Hill that there were still several hundred.

Not only was the sacred rain the reason why a large number of low-level monsters advanced, but also some high-level monsters got the news and quietly entered the valley in the past few days.

The monkey monsters that had been wandering around in the past, occasionally coming in to eat some fruit, and some flying monsters that liked to be alone and beautiful, all moved in secretly.

"It's only been a few days, and there will be more and more in the future." Liszt concluded.

Hill sighed. Because the monsters were surrounded by nature, they were willing to believe in Hill, so he had to be more cautious in doing things.

"I originally thought that after I went to the capital with my grandfather, I would leave this matter to you to manage." Hill said helplessly, "I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Then I'd better teleport back every day and handle it myself!"

In other words, coming back for 2 hours every day will not delay anything. Hill thought, it shouldn't be a big deal in the capital this time. Socializing is usually arranged in the afternoon and evening, just talk to Frank. It's just that he messed with it a little bit.

Hill ran to the Time and Space Church, spent a large sum of crystals, and exchanged thousands of contracts for them to keep.

Fran's spaceship has come to pick him up.

Hill flew in the sky, looking at the silver giant ship in front of him, and returned to the world of steel torrent in a trance.

Fran likes silver but doesn't like high-profile, so the entire boat is painted with matte paint.

There is only the reception hall at the bow of the ship on the deck, and the rest of the rooms are placed below the deck.

The streamlined ship with its sails removed is like an inverted aircraft carrier.

Hill suppressed his racing thoughts, landed gently, smiled and asked Bonn who came out to pick him up: "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Bonn looked at Hill with a smile in his eyes, "Master Hill is getting stronger and stronger!"

"You should call me Mr. Hill now." Hill said with a smile, "I know you are used to it, but in the capital, you must change your name, okay?"

"I understand." Bonn nodded, "Don't worry! I remember that I changed my name to Baron very well."

"Have you packed everything?" Hill asked sideways, "Don't be polite to me at this time, okay?"

"My welfare is very good." Bonn said helplessly, "But in the master alchemist's magic tower, I even gave him a few puppets!"

Having already reached the door, Hill could only give Bonn a look of disbelief and walked into the hall.

After saying hello to Fran and Adrian who were sitting in the hall, Fran waved to Hill to find a seat and sit down.

Bonn stood at the door and quickly bowed and left.

"He has to arrange for the apprentices to follow." Adrian said.

"I'm not in a hurry to talk to him." Hill laughed, "I've been in the capital for such a long time. No matter how many things are going on in Bonn, there is always time to take some time off."

Adrian shook his head, knowing that Hill was planning to show his importance to Bonn in front of other people going to the capital: "Let it go, don't overdo it."

Hill nodded: "I know, but if Uncle Adrian arranges for Bonn to be a teacher at the Alchemy Academy, some people will be jealous. I'm just on guard against someone asking for trouble. There's no need to do anything. As long as they know how to bully Bonn, they will As long as it offends me."

At least while Adrian was in charge, Hill's position was solid.

Fran had been sitting behind the desk reading documents and had no intention of paying attention to them.

Hill quietly sat next to Adrian and asked softly: "Why does this boat have such a strange shape? Where is the sail? It doesn't look good, it's too bald."

Hill didn't think Frank would think such a boat looked good.

"His Majesty the King likes this." Adrian also lowered his voice, "The teacher made one and prepared it as a magic tower to stay in the capital."

"His Majesty the King's preferences have always been unique." Hill felt that William must have just asked Frank if such a ship could be built. He shouldn't be bored enough to build an aircraft carrier in this world, right?

The one he customized was also in the style of a building boat? Fran must have tried it, but didn't like it, so he chose to leave it to the future capital magic tower.

Hill pouted, implying that Adrian himself didn't believe such lies.

"Where will we stay in the country?" Hill asked Adrian. "It's best to have easy access. I plan to return to the territory once a day."

"What are you doing?" Fran raised his head and asked, "What can you do there?"

"Didn't I ask the monsters in the valley to sign a contract with the undead!" Hill said with a smile, "After the Holy Rain, they will definitely be promoted to a certain level. They still believe in me. I have to be the witness!"

"Then?" Fran said coldly, "The monsters in your territory will not distrust Liszt."

"The group of monkeys and flying ones from the west have already come in." Hill could only say honestly, "Liszt estimates that the ones from further away will come in the future. Warcraft spreads news very quickly."

Adrian laughed: "No wonder the natural consciousness loves you so much, you are really a child of nature!"

Fran shook his head: "It's up to you! But be careful, don't let the ghostly monsters in."

Hill raised his eyes and looked at Fran: "How can anyone cause trouble for me near my territory? Does grandfather mean elves? Are you worried that they will lure the monsters from outside into my territory?"

"Yes." Fran nodded, "Although they are far away, they are still there."

"What do they want to do?" Hill asked angrily.

"Just wait for the elf princess to arrive!" Fran sneered, "If you fail to seduce His Majesty the King, the princess will not be able to return to the Elf Forest. You must prepare a way out!"

Hill felt really suffocated. What is happening?

"Didn't she come out in the name of condolences to a country that was harmed by demons?" Adrian was a little strange, "Then why can't she go back?"

"Because this reason is too false!" Fran smiled disdainfully, "If she went back before Noah, it would make sense. If she had to enter Salal, which had gained a lot of benefits during the demon disaster, , then everyone knows why she is here.”

"What about the little princess who is still squatting in the capital?" Hill asked strangely.

"If I hadn't become a legend, that little princess would have been prepared for you after testing His Majesty the King's preferences." Fran threw out a document, "That little princess was already planning to take over your territory. The news of my promotion Passed it over and she smashed up the hotel."

"Why does she think I will definitely fall in love with her?" Hill was puzzled from the bottom of his heart. "Obviously I am so rude to the elves."

"If their princess becomes the Queen of Salar, she will be the queen's only relative in Salar. According to the thinking of the Elf Royal Family, it is your honor to marry her." Fran looked out the window, a cold look on his stern face. His expression said, "Elves have thought too highly of themselves over the past tens of thousands of years. They feel that human gods would be honored to marry their princess who has the right to inherit the throne."

"Why?" Adrian picked up the file and looked through it, "Or why should they?"

"Because they are the true blood of gods!" Hill knew this. "The elven royal family are all the descendants of their elven god king. If the blood is pure enough, it is easy to become a demi-god. If you win the favor of the god king, , you can become a member of His Kingdom right away.”

"If you are a descendant of Dionisio's group of noble gods, you will indeed be respectful to the princess of the elf royal family." Adrian compared it and understood, "But His Majesty the King, he is almost ready to light the divine fire. Really? He is not the kind who is affiliated with the Kingdom of God!"

"Oh. They just figured it out now." Adrian read it at the end and pointed it to Hill, "Look at this paragraph, what was said a few days ago is not so egalitarian, it's a bit condescending and pointing the finger at the country. Meaning. What the hell is the Elf God System doing? Not even telling the Elf Queen, the identity of our King?"

"They probably didn't expect that when the God of Time and Space ascended to the throne, the elves didn't remember any of the stories played by the will of the world, right?" Fran lowered his head and smiled, "The current queen of the elves was originally innocent enough. Only evil is favored by the Elf God King.”

Adrian and Hill looked at Fran together: How did you know such a secret? What did that lady say to you?

"You don't need to ask me." Frank directly stopped Hill who wanted to ask, "I will tell you when it's time to tell you. Go out and take a look, Keslot is here."

Hill walked out helplessly. Was he being coaxed like a child?

Hill, who was standing on the bow of the ship, was shocked by the magnificent Keslot in front of him.

How long has it been!

William's palace and the Temple of Time and Space are already in the center of the city.

The city is built in rings around the center. Half of it is Salal, which is mainly gold and silver, and the other half is Hafa Sardo, which is mainly gold and red. Towering magic towers are dotted among them, and there are large green spaces next to the magic towers to separate ordinary communities.

Between the silver and red, there is a very obvious middle line, which intersects with the original road leading to the palace to form a cross.

Hill pinched his palms and warned himself not to sing the song of the Five Rings.

Adrian walked next to him: "It's so spectacular! I didn't expect that the human kingdom also has such a prosperous and majestic city." He looked at Hill and said, "You haven't lived in a place like a palace since you were a child, so you probably can't Understand the nobles' respect for the elves.

I always remember the feeling when I was a child, when I saw the portrait of the capital of Elf Forest for the first time. It was incredibly powerful and prosperous like a dream. This painting, which existed thousands of years ago, is in the collection of King Salar and is only shown to the nobles a few times a year. "

Hill looked sideways at Adrian: "Now, has Keslot shocked them?"

Adrian smiled particularly brightly: "The world has blessed Salal."