Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

‘You have gained knowledge about chaos! ’

‘You have gained clues about the founding myth: the departure of the ancient saints! ’

‘You have gained a certain degree of cultural points and scientific research points! ’

“…”

How should I put it? The goodwill conveyed by the elves is somewhat useful to Leon. But it is only limited to being somewhat useful, not to the point of being too useful.

You can see that no special technology has been triggered and nothing has appeared. In fact, according to Leon’s own research, it will not take long to basically study all the research on the elves. It is even very likely that it will be improved to a great extent, or it has already been improved.

…What a weak elf support.

But no matter what, this is also kind. It may be the best thing for Leon since he came to this world. It proves that this world is not only full of beasts, but also some normal people with good hearts.

Looking at the White Tower Wizard in front of him, Leon touched his chin and felt more and more pleasing to the eye. Right, the elves should be the kind of race that is friendly to people and has strong goodwill in the novels and comics that I have seen before. How could it be a paranoid team composed of a group of mentally ill people and stubborn lunatics?

And since they have expressed their goodwill, although it is still unknown how much use this goodwill will have, for Leon himself, he prefers to return the favor. So he decided to give these elves who came from afar some goodwill rewards. Or feedback for communication. After all, it seems that these elves are also dusty and have no good results.

"I understand, White Tower Mage of the Elves. The information you gave me is very useful, especially the part about the creation myth, which made me start to have some new thoughts."

Looking at the White Tower Mage in front of him, Leon politely expressed his gratitude.

But for some reason, the White Tower Mage on the opposite side raised his eyebrows nervously and looked at Leon, who seemed to be just saying polite words.

"What did you see? What did you understand? If it is convenient enough, can you describe it to me? We may need this kind of information, please be tolerant."

"Ah... um. In fact, the building under me is from the ruins of the ancient saints, you know."

Facing the somewhat nervous White Tower wizard, Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise, but still said naturally:

"I think the ancient saints may not be the ones who directly abandoned you and left, and I also think that things about demons and other aspects are likely to be accidents, but there is also a certain possibility that the ancient saints came for this aspect."

"What do you mean?"

"It means literally. Because when I was digging the ruins of the ancient saints, I found that the buildings left by the ancient saints are almost impossible to be eroded by time itself. Their buildings have a very strong ability to resist wear and tear, and the influence of time itself is meaningless to these buildings.

But the strange thing is that the place I am currently in There are traces of damage and distortion in the series of underlying structures below the structure. I also tried to maintain and repair them, and the final result is like this.

So when you mentioned this myth, I had a guess. Maybe they just want to help you and prevent you from being hit by weapons in the sky? "

"Weapons in the sky?"

The mage of the White Tower was stunned and looked at Li Ang with some surprise and said:

"There is no possibility of deploying any weapons in the sky. The ancient saint once said that there is an eternal void there, and various weapons should not appear there. There is no possibility of deploying weapons in the sky."

"That is just one-sided words of the ancient saints, after all, they have left. What kind of crisis exists in the deep space, whether to decide to tell you, is a choice of the ancient saints. You are just a part of the chosen ones, not the elves at the beginning."

Looking at the white tower mage who seemed to be insulted by someone and trembling with anger, Li Ang shrugged.

"During the time when I used magic to create the scene, I thought the existence of the Old Saints was kind to you, because there are many things in this room for humanoids to use. But to a greater extent, they also seem to be always worried and observing something. And the ceiling of the sky may be just a part of love for you, and they may not want you to face the threats in deep space."

"Your conjecture insults the history of the elves for tens of thousands of years, and also insults our great sacrifice to fight against chaos and send all enemies into the vortex! The Old Saints are sacred, they can't possibly observe us, they are mentors, and they are also... It's our enlightener. If they need it, things won't turn out like this!"

"Then I'm not sure. After all, from my point of view, the current world planning is too suspicious."

Looking at the elf who was shaking with anger, Li Ang said apologetically:

"After all, if you look at the map, the surrounding environment of almost every big world is so round that it looks like it has been bombarded. If you consider it from the perspective of bombardment and defense, the ancient saint encountered an enemy attack and had to raise a shield to protect you. Would this conjecture make you feel better? "

"That's even more impossible."

The elf shook his head decisively and said bluntly:

"We didn't find anything in the axis, and we didn't find anything in common in all the boundary environments. Those membranes and geographical barriers are probably natural phenomena, otherwise it would be impossible to find nothing."

"Is it possible that you are too bad?"

"Elves are the most outstanding race, and there is no way we can have any problems."

"..."

But didn't you just say that I insulted the thinking of the ancient saints with a confused logic, and then said that the ancient saints could not do these things? Do the elves talk to themselves with double standards like this?

Looking at the White Tower wizard who started to mutter in the chair like a broken robot, Li Ang frowned inexplicably, and his favorability towards the elves began to decline subtly. Because it feels like these people don't seem to be coming to support seriously.

Come up to tell a story, go crazy after telling the story, and then be silent after going crazy. If this is the best performance of the elves, it's a bit subtle.

But no matter how it is performed, Li Ang does not intend to withdraw his goodwill.

They are crazy, and I am kind, which are two different things.

"In short, we don't need to communicate where there is a conflict. After all, we can see some unnatural things in each other, but please accept my kindness."

Looking at the elf wizard, Li Ang snapped his fingers casually.

Invisibly, those fragments of wisdom and some wonderful knowledge about the way that Li Ang mastered were condensed in the void into four colored scrolls piled on the table. And a golden scroll finally fell in mid-air and pressed on the heads of the four scrolls.

That was Li Ang's own research and thinking about the subspace. The power contained in it cannot be said to be invincible, but it can also offset the pollution of chaos to a certain extent.

"I actually have a certain degree of research on the subspace."

Li Ang said with a smile, pushing the scroll on the plate in front of the White Tower wizard with a strange expression.

"Since you have helped me, I can only return the favor and give you what I know. Here are some views and technologies of the Chaos Gods on the Tao, as well as some of my research results. Take them if you want. Also, if possible, I hope we can reach a trade cooperation."

"...Trade cooperation?"

"Yes, the Negative Stars actually have many unique advantages that the outside world does not have. For example, we have a series of the best products in the world. Such as soap, yeast, some daily necessities and luxury goods."

Because the productivity of the Ancient Saint Laboratory is absolute, you produce ordinary props in that way, and you produce luxury goods in that way.

The productivity and technological changes of the Ancient Saint are basically equivalent to the ultra-high precision 3D printing technology, which can print out unimaginable complex and exquisite props and some fine handicrafts that are unlikely to appear by hand in the air. Li Ang believes that these things will definitely bring great surprises to the elves.

Although he knew that the elves were arrogant, Li Ang did not intend to sign a so-called trade treaty with them directly at the beginning. He just planned to give them some for free first.

"We will send you a shipload of luxury goods and daily necessities to show you the quality of our products. If you need anything, you can contact the Negative Stars in the Golden Country at any time. After all, I know that you elves attach great importance to this aspect, so finding a relatively neutral place is also a good thing for you. In this way, both sides can accept it. What do you think of this?"

"..."

In fact, every word of this man stepped on the thunder point of the elves.

The elves are most proud of their exquisite jewelry and magic accessories. These exquisite little things can only be carved by the elves, and then marked with their own unique brand.

But looking at the unimaginable exquisite utensils on the coffee table, as well as the various daily necessities, the White Tower wizard can imagine how angry the elves in those handicraft workshops are, and how much they want to kill this competitor.

And the elves absolutely don't like to go to other places to actively communicate with some lowly races. They often have their own independent elf colonies, and they also like to trade there. The elves have a great sense of spiritual superiority, and even feel that they are the real chosen ones, so they start to be arrogant in negotiations.

The existence of the Golden Country is also teasing the nerves of the elves of the Lothern Sea Gate, making these trading elves dislike it.

However, even beyond the White Tower Wizard's own expectations, he did not feel angry.

Or, after chatting for a period of time, he has been convinced of who Leon is.

He is an arrogant bastard, a powerful warp wizard who unilaterally thinks that what he thinks is good for them is good for them, never pays attention to some minor ideas, and does not think that there is anything wrong with his behavior.

The level of this wizard is difficult to predict, and it is even possible that he has reached the level of a god. At the same time, he is still a completely new race, a completely pure newcomer.

Whether in history or in his memory, it seems that he has never seen such a promising guy.

Looking at Li Ang who seemed to be calm in front of him, the White Tower Elf sighed.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. If you want to communicate and trade with factions, especially factions like yours, you must talk to the leader of the Chamber of Commerce of the Sea Gate Elf. Or, you can communicate directly from the position of the Phoenix King."

"Oh, so, then where is the Sea Gate Elf? Is it there when you came?"

"Please wait... We can take another approach."

"...Huh?"

Looking at the White Tower wizard who didn't seem to be joking, Li Ang widened his eyes in surprise.

In front of Li Ang, the body and clothes of the White Tower Elf Wizard gradually twisted and dissolved. Under his horrified eyes, the originally thin and undetermined wizard gradually changed like plasticine.

The surrounding bones and flesh were constantly twisting, the material under the skin was constantly wriggling and rolling, and even the robes on his body began to shed tears of blood and began to change constantly in this space mixed with illusion and reality. This is pure technology, and has nothing to do with the subspace and magic.

Because of this, Leon was so shocked when he saw the squirming human slime in front of him.

And soon, the squirming figure gradually stopped its changes. He changed into a male elf with a plain face and nothing special, wearing a robe.

"Hello, I am the Phoenix King, Olivien the Silent." The indifferent male elf with a laurel crown looked at Leon in front of him as if examining him, and slowly stretched out his palm. "I am very interested in your elf trade plan, can we talk about it?"

"...????"

"No need to be confused, I am a master assassin, and assassins naturally have their own methods. Otherwise, I would not be able to become the Phoenix King of the elves."

No, it is not an assassin's method at all, right?

Did you just completely replace your personality and body? Did you completely replace that guy like a parasite? ?

Looking at the expressionless Phoenix King Oliver, Leon was shocked. He felt that this Phoenix King might not be a human, and might not even be an elf. Is this something that a creature can do?

Can an elf completely transform into a White Tower wizard from genes to technology to spellcasting methods? Leon could even swear that just now, Leon felt the soul of a somewhat panicked wizard, but now the Silent Oliver in front of him is just an ordinary elf.

It was once said that Silent Oliver could assassinate gods if he wanted. Leon had also heard of the legends between them, the high elves, and always thought it was a joke. But now he has some doubts.

"Just like you can manipulate all psychic energy and magic to turn the warp into reality, I naturally have my own means to transform into any elf. This is just a small part of the assassin's way. The assassin's way is profound and it is reasonable to have such a thing."

Olivien frowned, explained softly for a few words, and then abruptly changed the subject.

"Let's talk about our trade. Are you interested in taking over a group of slaves? Because I think that what we elves need, what we throw away, and what you need are actually complementary."

"...Huh?"

"Isn't it? Although your place has great potential and has talents like you, what you need most now should be some people. You need them to work for you."

Looking at the stunned Leon, the Phoenix King in a robe tasted the wine and said softly to the person in front of him:

"Don't waste time, wizard. Let's discuss how to transform the elves into your new race. I can see that your population depends entirely on your own enlightenment. Whether it is human, elf, or something else, there is no difference in essence. What can I do to send the elves to you to become negative stars?"

"You Wait, you mean yourselves when you say slave trade? You want to take the elves as slaves, and then trade them to me, and then I will deliver some things to you? ? "

"Yes, that's it, is there any problem?"

The elf co-lord, theoretically the master of all elves, the highly respected Phoenix King, said naturally:

"The elves should have learned something about the new generation a long time ago. What's more, your mark did not make the elves completely lose their minds, right? Although I recommend you to do so. But you have your kindness, I understand.

However, what I want to say is that I really hope to send all these garbage people to you. The profit earned from this transaction is too great for us. I will not do something that is a high race but cheats the lower races. You tell me a number, how many do you want to accept the elf slaves? "

"..."

Who is the Phoenix King among us? Is it really okay for you, the Phoenix King, to sell elves like this?

Looking at the Phoenix King sitting on the chair eating and drinking, listening to the heavyweight words he just said, Li Ang fell deeply into a dislocation of self-cognition.

Wait a minute, there are still 15,000! !