Surviving the Fourth Calamity

"It's not like I haven't tried asking him to pay off the debt as soon as possible." Hill shook his head helplessly, "But it didn't work.

The real benefit Russell gets is his talent, which cannot be paid off in a few times.

However, the involvement is always a little less.

Therefore, I plan to let them build a starry sky magic tower and live in the starry sky between the star and the moon.

In this way, the connection with the world is still there, but a lot of unnecessary troubles can be reduced. "

For example, some new kids of luck who like to wander around suddenly walked to Russell's door and knocked on the door.

Of course, if the will of the world really wants to drag Russell down, then a certain son of luck might suddenly teleport directly into the sky.

But the amount of energy this requires is quite high.

The more things consume, the more Russell will have to pay back.

But there is a premise: when he repays the debt, he cannot compensate himself.

At this time, Ransendall's voters are very useful.

No one will plot against him despite the will of the world.

It's not necessarily that he is really afraid of Lansendre, but if he adds his voters, the data that needs to be calculated may increase ten times... If he has so much energy, who can't he calculate?
No matter how strong the will of the world is, it will not do anything that is not worth the loss.

Therefore, as long as everyone knows that if Russell feels that he can no longer bear it, he may seek help from this Dawn Voter, then they will definitely try to avoid letting Russell get to this point.

Ransander immediately understood what Hill meant...and deeply understood why Hill asked his students to come to the door of the magic tower.

"So, you want Jos to be a powerful Tai Sui!" The big peacock laughed.

"So, can you please help me with this? Lansendre." Hill made the request very seriously.

Lansendre was a little surprised: "Of course, do we need to talk about this?"

Of course Hill knew that even if he didn't say so, Lansondale would ask his constituents to do this favor.

However, Hill has never been the kind of person who pretends to be confused while pretending to understand.

If someone gets help from others, he will definitely recognize it.

"No matter how good a friend is, you can't ask someone to help you for no reason." Hill smiled softly, "Besides, wasn't it Joss who helped?

Although your constituents must be very willing to serve you, they must know why. "

"The undead are right, you are just too thoughtful." Lansander shook his head, "No wonder someone calls you Miss Hill."

"You can pretend you haven't heard some of these words, and you don't need to say them in front of me." Hill finally broke his guard, "I'm not a god, I don't have the ability to divide all things, and I don't like gender-switching games!
Besides, I am a mere mortal, is it wrong to think more?

Those who thought less are now meeting in the River Styx! "

“Well… sometimes you’re really flexible with your identity.

But why are you so unhappy?Haven’t the undead been talking about it? Lansander tilted his head, "I didn't see you arguing with them either?" "

"Arguing with the undead?" Hill curled his lips, "I'm not crazy yet.

Rose could listen to them shouting poisonous spiders in front of them without changing her expression! "

"Although the undead like to use nicknames, they...do not have any malice, nor do they really despise them." Shar said softly, "Rose actually likes their way of speaking."

Hill took a deep breath: "When facing them, keeping a straight face is the best way.

The greater the reaction, the more playful they become.

Rose, having seen it many times, certainly knows how to deal with it. "

That's not what Shar said, because the undead didn't have any ill intentions, so they didn't react!

That guy Rose, because of the bad things she did in the past, was the most annoying when others didn't respect her.

What she loves most is that everyone who sees her pays homage to her.

But she was the first god in Toril to come into contact with the undead. Of course, she knew what the undead were who could even curse the God of Time and Space and William above her head.

Therefore, when Rose comes into contact with the undead, if she finds that they have entered an uncontrollable mode, she will usually turn the conversation to the elves or the gods she hates.

Although she herself was also spoken of in an extremely unpleasant way, but... she could hear the even more bitter and harsh condemnations of the Elf Father from the guys who Corellon had acquired Toril.

There is no way...the gold coins of the undead in Toril are usually issued by Corellon.

The rewards for many tasks are naturally the amounts set by the Elf Father.

Well... Anyone who has played games knows that this is a planning position that is very easy to get scolded.

Even if the price is extremely fair, it is useless.

After all, you have to scold.

Rose discovered this while staying on the Black and White Road, so she poked the undead's sore feet almost every day and fell asleep laughing while listening to their curses.

You know, even her drow followers would only curse Corellon in front of her statue... and then turn around and cry to Corellon in their own secret space, and there were many of them.

It's not like Rose didn't know.She just couldn't care less.

The drow were indeed controlled very tightly by her, but it was not true that they had no other way out.

But for these black-skinned elves who are used to intrigues and intrigues, what Rose can give them is what they want most.

Therefore, they are willing to endure that terrible torture.

Drow and Rose actually choose each other.

That means that Rose may also lose them.

Therefore, Rose's cruelty and harshness towards the drow is actually within a very obvious limit. The matrons she will actually take action against are all losers.

Rose was actually quite satisfied with the beautiful words she heard from the undead, so she was willing to accept the undead's disrespect for her.

Although this spider queen lives in the abyss, her behavior is very hellish... She may not necessarily accept equal exchange, but she understands what it means to gain and lose.

Shar's low laughter came out.

"Why are you still here? Shar." Lansander looked at her curiously.

"Don't tell me that you plan to leave your voters alone in this messy world." Shar said casually.

"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Ransander tilted his head and asked, "I went to find William! Why don't you just stand by?"

"So, why are you asking me this question?" Shar said slowly.

Hill pursed his lips, he had an ominous premonition.

"Ha~ I knew you were going to watch the scene!" Lansander flapped his wings vigorously, "Since learning about Hill, the undead have been excited!"

Mom... da!

Hill could only echo these two words in his mind, and it took him a long time to ask with difficulty: "What, when?"

"According to the speed of time in this world..." Shar answered him readily, although her words were full of smiles, "You still have one month to prepare mentally, Hill.

I thought you would leave early and go back to Trasil!

However, it seems that you would rather endure the beautiful singing of the undead than letting your students face an unpredictable future! "

Hill lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully for a while before gently asking: "The person behind the Tower of Darkness and the Tower of Despair, is there anything that caught your attention? Shar."

He's just a little silly, but not stupid yet.

While the fun between Hill and the undead is fun to watch,... it's definitely not worth the time Daughter of the Night wastes.

It's not like she can't see the giant screen, the undead will definitely live broadcast the whole thing.

Seeing it with her own eyes meant nothing to her.

"Ah...William said you can definitely guess what's coming." Shar sighed, "I always treat you as a child, thinking you can't understand this."

"Hill, you were able to escape unscathed in Toril without leaving anything behind!" Lansander asked in confusion, "How could you not even understand this?

Don't compare him to Selenne!
Although both like to act according to intuition, Hill just likes to use intuition to guide the direction. But after seeing the direction, he will carefully explore the feasibility of that path before taking action. He will never just follow the direction without knowing anything. The so-called intuition. "

Shar smiled slightly and said no more.

But Hill suspected that she had this idea after coming into contact with Aurelio or other earth bears.

Shar would not compare Selune to him.

She usually uses Selune's intelligence when humiliating others.

Shar quickly changed the topic...Although she hated Selene, she didn't like anyone else humiliating Selene's IQ in front of her. After all, she wasn't the one who could always win: "Ciel, Do you still remember the artifact made from the remains of an alien god that we obtained in the Underdark?"

"Vecna's Magic Eye?" Hill replied a little confused.

"As expected, you also know." Shar smiled slightly, "Although the news from the undead is always specious, sometimes it is surprisingly helpful.

At least, I know that besides the eyes, there is also a clutch. "

"Those things, even if used together, are just a level 30 artifact." Hill was a little confused. "It's of no use to you, right?"

"The path he took in the secret priesthood happened to be in a different direction than mine." Shar said frankly, "That guy was obviously a half-way monk, accidentally falling into the corner of the secret law, and then randomly finding a direction.

Funny, just not on my side.

If I can thoroughly study this artifact that has something to do with him, it will be very helpful for me in the future. "

"You want to swallow him, right?" Lansander tilted his head, "It seems that the shackles on you are not too heavy."

"What are you thinking?" Shar laughed, "How can William be my shackles? He is more or less the motivation for me to move forward.

At least, let my eyes no longer only see Toril. "

"As long as you're happy." Lansander pondered for a few seconds before saying. (End of chapter)