Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 95 The beginning of the aboriginal and players are very satisfied

Adrian finally reacted, and said with a smile: "I'm just talking about it casually, you just know what you have in mind.

With such a strong natural aura on your body, you will never be unlucky. "

Adrian, who seemed to understand what was going on, blurted out the word bad luck.

For alchemists, no matter how skilled alchemy work is, there is still a chance of failure.Naturally, no other skills are needed. The existence of the word "unlucky" is enough to make an excellent alchemist tremble.

His natural consciousness was appeased, he let go of Adrian who had provoked him, and danced around Hill with satisfaction, narrating his love for Hill.

For you, I'm willing to put up with this idiot.

Hill smiled warmly.

Adrian sighed secretly.

Hill summoned Sri and asked him to summarize the information of the two days.

"There are a lot of monsters, and the lower they are, the uglier they are.

The ones at the front will run away if they can't beat them, and the more they go to the back, the more crazy they are, and they will never die.

If you are not careful, you will explode the magic nucleus, and several of them died because of this. Sirui asked the puppet to bring up a ring. "Ms. Old Sanda Wang kept one of every magical beast in their hands and sold it to us. These are her original words at the time." "

Adrian took the ring and began to investigate.

He frowned tightly: "This is not just the breath of divine power. I have to take it back to the teacher to see."

Hill suddenly felt that the world was real all of a sudden: the world consciousness is so actively helping the God of Time and Space, and the reason why players enter so easily will probably appear soon.

What else could be in the ground?

Abyss Gate or Spider?
"Has Rose not returned to the kingdom of God?" Hill remembered the noble god who was fighting against the gate of the abyss.

"No." Adrian looked up and said, "Dionisio is ready to succeed the Pope."

Hill's eyes widened in surprise.

"In that church, internal struggles have always been terrifying." Adrian sneered, "That person has never been able to return to the kingdom of God, and the church has been shaken.

The current Pope, who is probably being touted as stupid, feels that he can go straight to the kingdom of God and sit on the throne of the Lord. "

Hill misses a scripture to save this person, after all, the best ending is the lost soul.

"The current pope is a rare and relatively low birthplace in that church." Adrian said with a smile: "The Dionisio royal family, the infighting is too fierce, all those heirs are wiped out, and this one can only be cheap.

When the orthodox heir, who is known as the strongest under the gods, appears, the Pope has been completely overthrown.

They chose a more euphemistic approach. After all, the status of the pope of the church has been held so high by them for tens of thousands of years.

The main god in the kingdom of God seems to have also cooperated. The current pope, who has been touted for hundreds of years, really feels that he is extremely powerful.

It was these people who did not expect that the Pope would feel that he could replace him if the Lord God could not come back.

The Mage Association is going to be overjoyed, and the news spreads fast.

They are all waiting for Dionisio, when will he kill that stupid pope and take the throne himself!

It is estimated that it will be soon, otherwise such secret information will not be disclosed to the mage. "

Hill sighed silently, he felt that the noble church would be a pit sooner or later.

Adrian stood up: "When will the ink brush dust heart come over, let's find a place to put things out."

"Is the second floor empty?" Hill asked Sri.

"They all went to the City Lord's Mansion to rest." Sri replied, "No one came up to the second floor."

"Then clean it up and leave it to Uncle Adrian." Hill turned to ask, "Why not put it in the newly opened grocery store, such a big place."

Hill threw the materials to Adrian: "Keep it."

Adrian put the material in his hand and observed it carefully, and said absently, "It's better to have ordinary things in that store. For things of high value, you should go to the town."

Hill nodded: It seems that Farang and Adrian still have a conservative attitude towards players.That's good.

He turned his head to look outside, and most of the players were drawn to Adrian's store.

"When I first came up, I saw your store selling food?" Adrian asked.

"The undead need to eat food," Hill replied, "their bodies need to use food to supplement some energy."

"It's weird." Adrian felt inexplicable: "They won't be hungry. What's the point of eating? Why don't you use spar?"

Hill felt that he couldn't explain it. Could it be that this is a fixed rule of online games?

Hill was a little distracted and thought: Maybe Morrowind sleeps in the open, doesn't stick to the mundane world, and uses spiritual stones to absorb spiritual power. This mode is more like an Eastern Xianxia game, and players can't adapt to it?

Adrian didn't intend to ask Hill to give an answer. He was very satisfied with the materials in his hand, and after putting them away, he got up and went downstairs to put things away.

"Sri." Hill asked softly, "The old Sanda King?"

"According to Mr.'s usual practice, she was given three times the territory contribution." Sri replied, "This lady can already settle in our territory, and she has a 3% discount on store purchases."

Hill first nodded in satisfaction, then surprised, "Is she lawful and kind?"

In order to reduce trouble, Hill asked those who settled in his territory to maintain a lawful good camp, otherwise there would not be only 10 players by now.

"It may be a relationship with the priest." Sri replied calmly, "She usually only participates in defensive battles."

"Okay." Hill muttered to himself, "Temper doesn't mean camp."

"Mr. Mobichen Xin is here with a few people." Sirui asked, "Will you take it directly to the second floor to see Mr. Adrian?"

"Yes. It's over, call me down again." Hill thought for a while, "It's best to just keep your ink and brush heart, and you tell Uncle Adrian."

Hill sat by the window, watching the players coming in one after another outside.

Even after seeing the expensive price of Adriana, thousands of people came one after another on the black and white road.

Hill reacted in a daze: their level is only increased in the level of the magician, and the high-end products made by Flange can be used by legends who have no money.

Equipment that can be held for a long time, players who are willing to spend money, probably want to do it in one step.

Anyway, it was a one-off, Hill comforted himself, not to destroy the fairness of the game, Fran won't do it again in the future, and Adrian can't do it.

On William's side, sooner or later there will be a trance-made replica.

Moreover, Hill thought sadly, players still rely on the number of players to fight, and the strength of individual equipment will only affect their own arena.

Hensley was poking his head again.

Estimates are calculating how much Adrian sold.

The players who went out were all waving their newly acquired weapons and showing off loudly.

The fiery jealous gazes of the players on the sidelines only made them even more complacent.

(End of this chapter)