Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill, who stayed in the iceberg for another month, looked at the pendants hanging in the three corners of the adamantine box with satisfaction. He sealed the box completely with satisfaction and placed it in the corner of the pendant specially arranged by the Oak Spirit. In a hazardous materials warehouse.

Although he felt that the sense of crisis in Oak Spirit was a bit too much, after all, he was always busy with the things in the pendant, so Hill followed his request and built a thick adamantine wall outside the warehouse in this corner.

Hill glanced at the little flower fairies and wood elemental elves sitting in rows in mid-air waiting for him with his chin in his hands, and shook his head with a smile.

Perhaps because they had established a relationship with the little flower fairies, the wood elemental elves tried hard to request to go to Hill's territory with them, not wanting to be sent back to the elemental world by Hill.

Hill was actually a little hesitant. Pure wood elements rarely appeared in Toril, and it could even be said that there were basically none.

The presence of the wood element actually represents the weakness of the earth.

On the contrary, there are more gold elements. After all, there are indeed some planets in the universe that are entirely composed of metals.

However, Hill finally agreed to their request. He remembered Trasil's World Tree attributes.

The place where the wood element first appeared was the World Tree.

Hill put on a white robe with a large hood and waved to the little flower fairy and the wood elemental elf to hide in together.

The little flower fairy rushed in happily, carrying a small bag and a small box.

Although the wood elements wondered why Hill didn't let them enter the pendant, after circling around Hill, they simply fell in after being greeted by the settled little flower fairies.

Hill scratched his hair. He could feel that the cup had only been awake for a few years.

He took out a space moon acorn, activated it and threw it into the cup.

This kind of random dimensional space movement is most likely to fall into a certain dimensional space treasure in the north or the sea.

If you are unlucky, you will fall into Bahamut's dragon lair in the Kingdom of the North Wind or the treasure house of Talos, the Storm God.

The better life would be to fall into Frost Maiden or Umberli's treasure house. Of course Umberli's is the best, even ten of them can't play with this cup.

If you don't go up or down, you will go directly into the home of a certain ancient dragon.

Hill actually didn't know what he wanted.

But he still hoped that the golden cup would fall into the Amberley family with great luck.

After all, if fate really wants Amaunata to be resurrected, this cup can escape no matter how tightly guarded it is.

It would be better to hope that he could just soak in a sea cave full of rags, mud and dead bones everywhere, and the stench was unbearable for a few more years.

Hill cracked the tip of the iceberg a few times, squeezed out of the gap, and sincerely wished good luck to the Holy Grail of Amauna Tower that disappeared before his eyes.

Hill looked at the environment outside the iceberg, sensed the direction of his territory, and finally understood his location.

He was not far away from Icewind Dale, where the Ten Towns of the Northland were located.

It's a pity that Hill brought the little flower fairy with him, which could easily cause trouble, so he was a little hesitant.

The little flower fairy that can adapt to such a cold place is very valuable. There will always be people who want money rather than their lives. After all, it is not to make a lot of money, and there won't be so many people risking their lives to cross that strip on the spine of the world. Narrow and dangerous paths.

However, Hill decided to go take a look. Although the ice-covered Icewind Valley was full of orcs crawling out of the Spine of the World, there were also many adventurers and pioneers. As long as they could survive, they would have more or less money in their hands. There are some good things in the ruins.

Although they may not know the specific value, the price is already very expensive based on antique calculations.

There will always be some businessmen who are not afraid of death in Hill Territory to buy antiques from here. If you are lucky, you can earn thousands of times the profit from the same item.

Although Hill doesn't care about spending money, there are some things that merchants don't like to acquire, such as books that don't feel magical, even if they are made of fur that lasts for thousands of years, in the style of those ancient elves and ancient dwarves. Maybe a book of poetry or an ode to a certain drink.

Every inch of the merchants' packages is precious, and they are absolutely unwilling to leave space to these incomprehensible books.

Those are ancient elven and dwarven texts, and even some older texts. Even though many scholars may not be able to understand them, adventurers and merchants are even less likely to learn them.

Hill was very interested in these. After he arrived in Toril, he had to learn what modern elven writing was like. His inheritance was very ancient to Toril.

Even his dwarven literature is of the ancient kind. Fortunately, it is easier to go from complex to simple, and once you find the pattern, there will be no problem.

However, before entering Icewind Dale, Hill took out his magic book and used two spells on himself: Elminster's radiant sphere and the defensive spell Steel and Iron Bone.

After telling the little guys in the hood not to leave, as he was going to a very dangerous place, Hill flew towards the valley.

The wind and snow here are very heavy and chaotic. The wind changes direction every few minutes, making it impossible to fly with force. Moreover, it is not even winter yet, and the temperature is already around minus 20 degrees Celsius.

If Hill hadn't been accustomed to the terrible hurricanes at the edge of Trasil's world before, and his tough body was difficult to be blown by strong winds, he wouldn't actually be able to fly in such unpredictable wind and snow.

Hill put his right hand in front of his forehead and looked at it. Even he couldn't see very far in this weather, but he still recognized the "Cairn Giant Cone" mountain with its unique shape.

After flying for another ten minutes and bypassing the Zizi Mountain, Hill saw three lakes at the foot of the mountain, as well as the nearest town to him in the north: Dulin Town.

Hill, who was flying in the air, noticed many hostile sights.

But no one took action against Hill.

He estimated that it was because of the magic sphere surrounding him. Generally, only mages from the good camp would learn Elminster's spell. Neutral ones would not use it unless they had to.

The symbol is too obvious, and the evil camp will want to fight after seeing it.

But there is also the biggest advantage. This is what Hill likes. Everyone knows the level of this spell. People without that ability can only stare a few times and hide in the darkness.

The biggest trouble for a mage who dares to use this spell is that there will be many people trying to deceive him in exchange for benefits. Hill is not afraid of this.

Hill's arrival coincidentally happened to be the time when fishing began in the ten northern towns.

Countless fishing boats set out in groups, competing with each other for good fishing spots. Small fights kept appearing on the lake, probably fighting for the fish.

Hill looked curiously.

Someone shouted loudly: "There are big fish in Dillunluen Lake!"

In exchange, there was a lot of curses on the lake.

This is the revenge of the fishermen who were squeezed out of the lake after their failure.

Soon some fishing boats that had not set off quickly rushed towards the lake.

Hill had moved over the lake and could hear the discussion below: These fishing boats that set off later are the strongest among the fishermen in the ten towns. They have always been only interested in these big fish over 20 meters. .

The specialty of Ten Towns is carvings made from steelhead trout skulls. Hill also collected some, but he had never received such a large fish head.

These things will basically be paid by the big merchants in Neverwinter City at a high price, and then directly loaded on ships to Karatu or Zahara. This kind of fish bone sculptures can be sold at very good prices in those two continents.

In the northern continent, the interest in this kind of fish eagle is not that high. No, it should be said that the price will not be so high. Everyone is pursuing the same thing, exotic style!

The nobles of Faerûn preferred porcelain and silk from the East, as well as beautiful multi-colored jade.

Hill suddenly felt the gaze from ten towns away. It was not hostile, but it was very presence.

He suddenly turned back and discovered a group of tall figures driving reindeer on the mountainside of Kane's Giant Cone Mountain. They were the descendants of the Northlanders and were now barbarians.

They were really tall. Standing next to the nearly three-meter-tall reindeer didn't make Hill feel any shorter at all.

The person staring at Hill was the leading priest.

Why are Tempus' followers staring at him? Hill is a little weird. But he didn't feel any danger, so he simply waved his hand over there.

Several big men waved after him and were hit on the head by the people next to them.

It does appear that they are discussing Hill.

Hill patrolled around Dulin Town and found that there were indeed no shops here, so he flew to Targos Town, the largest of the ten towns, without hesitation.

It is indeed more prosperous here, at least there is a shopping street.

The bookstore that Hill was looking for did exist, but it was small and shabby. He walked around inside and found that it mainly sold maps of Ten Towns and Icewind Dale, which seemed to be sold to new adventurers. .

They were basically all fakes. Just by observing them from the air for a moment, Hill could see how deceptive these drawings were. If anyone really believed them, they would end up falling directly into the ice hole.

Most of the places marked as potentially good things are actually the lairs of large beasts that live in groups, and there are even settlements of orcs.

Hill turned and walked into the grocery store. However, there were some books here, which were obviously used to pay off the bills. They were thrown into a broken box and were covered with dust.

The grocery store owner stood at the counter and stared at Hill closely without saying hello. His eyes were full of vigilance.

At first glance, he looked like a wanted criminal who was worried about his safety.

If any big bosses from the good camp suddenly come here in Ten Towns, many of them will come to arrest them, so Hill doesn't care about the indifference and hostility of these people towards him.

"I was traveling further north. When I passed by here, I remembered that some businessmen had said that there would always be some books here. Although the value is not high, they are indeed antiques." Hill said slowly, "I will follow the rules of antiques. Price collected.”

The boss's eyes lit up.