Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 575 Hill Returning to College Life

Seeing the boss who came to greet him, Hill hesitated a little.

He kind of understood why this kind of environmental protection golem appeared.

A dwarf was shouting in his somewhat shrill voice, "Welcome! Is there anything you want? Guest."

"I want to see the golems." Hill turned his head to look at the inventory in the store. There were still normal items such as wooden golems, tin golems and steel golems.

"What do customers want? In addition to the above items, there are also very popular wax golems in stock~ you can customize the shape and body feeling, Mr. Bao is satisfied~" The dwarf shouted words that made the corner of Hill's mouth twitch.

"Shut up! Powell!" A rough voice sounded, and a dwarf came out of the inner workshop.

After Hill knew that he had arrived in Faerun, he knew that sooner or later he would meet all kinds of dwarves, so he couldn't help but pay attention to the skin color of the dwarves, but he still maintained a calm appearance.

He was a tan dwarf with a mop of black hair braided into the same braid as his beard of the same color.

"Here's a young guest! A mage, sure to like a wax golem, Askar!" the dwarf shouted, turning to the dwarf.

Hill tapped his little shoulder lightly, and hung a murder vine around his neck: "If you can't learn to shut up, you will never be able to speak~"

Powell stiffly drew a cross in front of his mouth, then covered his mouth and squatted aside.

Aska hesitated for a moment: "The one with long ears?"

"Your golem should be available to anyone, right?" Hill asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Aska looked at the vines hanging around the dwarf's neck, and said very wisely.

Although he is a dwarf, he is also a businessman. He can cheat when selling goods, but he has to sell them.

Especially for something as expensive as a golem, no dwarf dared to say that he would not sell it to the elves.

Hill looked up and found that they also sell books part-time: basic production of golems, advanced production, and manuals for making wax golems, fungus golems, and environmental golems.

Although there are only five books, each one is thick enough.

Hill stood a little far away from Askar and said, "I want all these books."

The dwarf squatting on the side let out a smug laugh behind his two little hands.

Hill snapped his fingers, and the vine quickly tightened, keeping his two hands tightly clasped around his mouth.

The dwarf, a race with too much nerves, must not give him a chance to radiate his thinking.

Aska turned his head and took a look, and found that the mage in front of him just didn't give Baoer a chance to speak, so he was relieved, and it was fine if he couldn't speak.

Many people who came to buy the golem would want to beat him up. They had promised him not to talk nonsense every time, but Powell just couldn't help it.

If Silvermoon City hadn't only had their golem shop, they would have gone bankrupt long ago.

That's it, many of those rich people would rather go to the house in Waterdeep City. He, Askar, hasn't encountered a material with a higher value than steel for several years, let alone the most attractive Mithril Golem in the hearts of the dwarves. !
Obviously some time ago, a nobleman ordered a silver golem mixed with mithril for his daughter, but they went to the shop in Shamshui that was not as good as their own.

Arcas felt that sooner or later he would become a big joke of the group, and making friends carelessly was indeed a taboo for dwarves in life!

Aska looked at Baoer's frantic help-seeking eyes, turned his head and told Hill expressionlessly: "Buy a golem worth more than 1 to send a production book, this book is after-sales service. If you are outside, the golem If it’s broken, you can temporarily repair it yourself.”

The dwarf suddenly found the mage's position, and he only needed to raise his head slightly to see the mage's eyes.

Although his tone was still tough, it was obviously much softer: "The business is not very good recently, and I can give you a copy of my own manufacturing experience."

Hill laughed: "That's great, it's my pleasure."

The dwarf Powell next to him frantically flicked his eyes at his dwarf companion. He didn't understand why Aska said that the business was not good, and their wax golems sold several times a day!
Unfortunately, neither Aska nor Hill planned to let him participate in the conversation.

"I want to buy one of each kind of golem." Hill turned his head to look at the golems in the store. "The sum should be enough, right?"

"Of course, 4000 for a wooden golem, 2500 for a wax golem, 6400 for a tin golem, 7000 for a fungal golem, 600 for an environmental golem, and 1 for a steel golem." Aska was silent for a minute, probably counting the money, "Total 1, we have no discounted price here.

However, we actually support processing with supplied materials, and the price will be much different.

You are a mage, so there should be no problem. "

Hill smiled and shook his head: "I'll just pay."

"Well, we will deliver the goods to your door." Aska said in a low voice, "You pay half of it first, and I will give you the book, and the rest can be paid on delivery."

Xier raised his left hand: "There is no need to deliver, my space equipment is enough."

Hill simply paid the money, put away the book and the golem, and walked out of the gate under Baoer's anxious eyes.

After walking a few hundred meters, Hill canceled the magic.

Hearing the sharp curses coming from behind, Hill turned his head and walked back.

Baoer fled while holding his head in the helpless eyes of Arcas.

Hill cast a silence spell on him: "Your mouth stinks, dwarf. Enjoy 8 hours of calm."

The dwarves and gnomes who discovered Hill could cast spells in Silvermoon froze.

They thought that the vine was carried by the mage, and many mages would choose to hang a contract pet on their bodies when they entered Silvermoon City.

Arcas walked up to his dwarf friend, took a thick production manual and slammed Powell on the head.

Hill shook his head, turned and left.

Just now, in order to buy various meat products among ordinary people, he stuffed the pendant into the black robe.

And this kind of simple and plain robe is actually worn by many mages, even the face, Hill also chose a more ordinary look, maybe he looks a lot like an otaku mage in the university?
That's why the dwarf Powell dared to recommend that artificial doll to him.

However, the story that Hill thought he would bring a wax golem to the ball was a rumor. Could it be that someone really used this fake doll as a dance partner?
This really brings back a lot of memories of his past, no matter what kind of world nerds are, they seem to have the same number of show operations.

Hill remembered an advertisement in a commercial tabloid: In a certain clubhouse in Silvermoon City, a female companion only cost 50 gold and brought her own dress.

But the otaku would rather buy a wax golem that can change its shape with magic, that's more than 6000 gold!

Thinking of this, Hill suddenly felt a little tired when he returned home. He didn't really want to contact the mages of Silvermoon City.

The golem is just Hill's reserve plan. He plans to wait until he is free, and combine his puppets to study how to improve it.

He just wanted to see what was going on with the Eco Golem.

But after dismantling the messy golem and almost being sprayed with poisonous gas, Hill understood that the golem seemed to have no power source, but it actually moved by poisonous gas.

It's like a so-called steam machine, except that the hot gas it spouts is poisonous.

The only thing worthy of praise is the core. According to the production manual, Hill can feel the demeanor of a junior programmer.

The core of this golem is just instilled with a basic golem manufacturing manual, and then the priority conditions for various material replacements are set.

The reason why he can instill so much knowledge into such a poor core is because he uses the dragon language.

No wonder only gnomes are good at making such golems. Although this small race is a bit neurotic, many people are masters of words.

Hill's dragon language is not very good, only a few simple daily expressions.

There are no dragons in Trasil, and the ancestors of the elves are also scumbags, only the language of God is good.

Hill gave up his research on golems for the time being, and it would be nice to learn dragon language magic again when he was quiet. The arrival of Terry is not bad, at least he doesn't need to be raised for nothing.

The people of Silvermoon City are panicking recently, and the teachers of the University of Magic have begun to actively attend classes, hoping to divert the attention of these low-level mages from how to fight against dragons.

Mages who are less than level 8 should not be sent to death. Not everyone can be a hero.

Hill is very happy, he can finally start to attend his college lectures.

Just as he thought, when Hill was reading in the university library, many mages would take their students to give small lectures nearby.

Moreover, his library card level is very high, if the professor does not refuse, he has the right to enter the classroom to observe.

A professor at the University of Magic, no one would turn down a paying student.

Hill has read their recent textbooks, and listened to the lectures every day based on his own understanding, which gave him a lot of new insights.

Hill didn't give up any class he wanted to attend, and the few days in the library gave him a little understanding of these professors.

He just modified his appearance a little when a certain female professor of Enchanting was nearby.

That Ms. Sinnhehe seemed to have known the news that Hill was auditing at the university, and she was patrolling the campus every day.

Hill thus confirmed her uselessness.

Alustri has already started to organize people and set off to rescue her hapless allies. She, who claims to be a loyal follower of the current city lord, can only stay and take a walk in the campus.

It seems that the city lord didn't take her seriously.

He is obviously a level 12 master of the enchantment department, but after getting involved in the political struggle, he behaved so stupidly.

High intelligence does not mean that you can play politics.

Hill would not sympathize with her. People who play power struggles will not end up innocent, not to mention that she is hostile to Hill.

Although she acted as if she wanted to invite Hill to join their camp, the maliciousness emanating from her heart was so obvious that she felt like throwing up when Hill passed by.

She was worried that after a powerful mage like Hill became a follower of Lord Silvermoon, her status would decline.

But the way she swayed around in the university was enough for anyone with a discerning eye to understand that she had no status to speak of.

　Update on time~
　
(End of this chapter)