Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

　　 Even though Adrian put on a posture of waiting and hurriedly retreating, Hensley still asked: "Does Mr. Adrian value this territory very much? He brought so many people here."

　　 Adrian rolled his eyes lightly, and said without hesitation: "Then there is no way, who can make the undead have always been day and night! The royal shops in Salar are not closed!

　　 Then my shop can't be closed, I must arrange two shifts of people to open it in turn. "

　　 "I didn't expect Mr. Adrian to value the undead so much!" Hensley said with a sigh, "Mr. Frank, does that mean that too?"

　　 Adrian glanced around at the lively undead, and suddenly said loudly: "Alchemists, always respect all customers!"

　　 He glanced at Hensley: "We are not as powerful as a legend. We can obtain various materials directly from outside the material world. We can only rely on powerful professionals!"

　　 Hill heard a sentence from the crowd: "Respect all customers who can afford it." He almost laughed.

　　 Adrian blinked: "If you don't have money, you can work hard. And there is no undead without money.

　　 Don’t use Hill’s shop as the standard of an alchemy shop!

　　 Ordinary alchemists can support a grocery store. "

　　 Hensley looked thoughtfully at Adrian who was so friendly to the undead.

　　 Hill is not worried that he will learn from Adrian.

　　In his nature, seeing the friendly and enthusiastic attitude of players towards NPCs, it is easy to slip into the abyss of pure utilization.

　　 When the relationship between him and the player goes from friendly to neutral, he should know what it means to deny people.

　　 Adrian pays attention to the players as soon as they appear. Coupled with Hill’s face-to-face life, he completely shows the nobleman’s long-sleeved dance style when facing characters of the same level. He is courteous and respectful, but keeps his distance.

　　 Phillips snorted again and said goodbye to Adrian coldly: "Don't forget that you are still a wizard. I'm leaving now."

　　 Hill listened to the words that he didn't look down on the player at all, and felt that Phillips was going to be out of luck.

　　 This is the home base of pvp players.

　　 He swept around from the corner of his eye: There are already players discussing how Phillips is still in the friendly camp.

　　 It's just that they asked why he was still green. Neither Adrian nor Hensley understood, but they both keenly felt the sudden turn of the atmosphere.

　　 Hensley hurriedly bid farewell, took the archmage and walked back quickly.

　　 Adrian looked at Hill, and Hill shook his head to indicate that it had nothing to do with them.

　　 Then he smiled and said to the onlookers: "Can you invite you outside the corridor? I am going to build a store."

　　 Then he handed a drawing to Hill.

　　 Hill rolled his eyes and called out the earth element in his shop.

　　 "How do I find Hill?"

　　 "Hill seems to be summoning a mage. The earth element follows every day."

　　 "Is it the kind of a person to support an army? It's all the elements of the wizard level!"

　　 "Under the legend, isn't Hill the best?"

　　 "It doesn't seem to work. It is said that the wizard priests here will be expelled. The wizard level can give away 7 or 8 at a time.

　　 It seems that Hill is not easy to kill anyway, but people are not afraid of being killed by him. "

　　 The players were discussing as they moved to the corridor.

　　 Hill controlled the distortion of the corners of his mouth: I haven't played a few times, how did you collect the information?

　　 "Is that a legend that can kill Hill?"

　　 They are still continuing the discussion!

　　 "How is it possible? Just look at his wealthy appearance!

　　 How could there be no means of escape. "

　　 "There is a master alchemist backing up! Last time I went to Aubastian, the mage there said he had gone on a trip, and Fran must have given him a legendary puppet. A look of envy, jealousy and hatred!"

　　 "So the **** is the strongest?"

　　 "I didn't see the two legendary students, Baba's ran over to say hello. There are so many rules here, and those two faces are raised so high! If Adrian's status is lower than them, he will definitely not come up!"

　　 Hill sometimes really hopes William can block these discussions about NPCs. NPC didn't want to listen.

　　 Just like the two below, the mental power must be placed here, but they can only tolerate these twittering words.

　　 There is no way, there are more people than cows.

　　 Adrian blankly put a large pile of materials on the clearing, and then took a few apprentices aboard and flew.

　　 Hill took the blueprint, tried to get rid of the gossip outside, carefully meditating on the outline in his mind.

　　 The earth element quickly resonated with Hill in the soul, and quickly pounced on the various ores on the ground.

　　 A 500-square-meter, two-and-a-half-story building, the frame was built in about 10 minutes.

　　 Anyway, Hill is only responsible for construction, not for decoration.

　　 Adrian used obsidian as the building material, engraved the magic circle, and used the high-level tower spirit as the core of the store. How could these apprentices escape into the underground secret room when the danger came.

　　 So Adrian must let Hill build, only his earth element can quietly create a secret room tens of meters deep underneath.

　　 Amid the roar of the earth elements above, the other one secretly dug directly into the middle of the mountain and built a three-bedroom and one hall.

Everyone knows that the secret room will be built, but it must not be easy for people to find the specific location.

　　 In the surrounding players sighing loudly for the convenience of building houses with earth elements, Adrian jumped down, entered the house, and began to portray the magic circle and make a simple decoration.

　　 Watching him quickly take out a large piece of crystal to make a floor-to-ceiling window, he suddenly sighed, "Together, these two people can kill a contractor in a city, right?"

　　 Hill glanced quickly: the black rose.

　　 is indeed a subordinate of the contractor, and is quite sensitive to this aspect.

　　 "So why doesn't Perfect Bald head play the earth mage?

　　 Get a few more earth elements, why bother we have to build our own house!

　　 I can pay him!

　　 The contractor has worked a lot, but has all the things he learned returned to his school? "

　　 Hill looked at the young master who was complaining loudly, and thought he was really not afraid of death! There are people with black roses standing around him!

　　 But soon he twitched the corners of his mouth, watching all those people agree. It seems that they want him to help build the house more than the dignity of their own helper.

　　 Hill looked at the players standing on the promenade, and gently transformed the material of the stone promenade with magic techniques. He used to think that he would definitely not be able to keep the fight, so he didn't want to waste mana to strengthen the material of the promenade.

　　 But forgot, players still like to stand on the roof.

　　 "Did the stone change color?" Someone soon discovered it.

　　 "Hill must have done it. He looked at us several times.

　　 Afraid that we will crush the roof? "

　　 "666. Look at the magic used by others, quietly!"

　　 "You can also use silent mode!"

　　 "Are you stupid? You know what to use by looking at the gestures."

　　 "I don't know. Why should I remember other people's gestures?"

　　 The man was speechless for a while, and then said, "Aren't these all pvp?"

　　 "Ask how the sword became a pvp, why don't I know." The other person was even more angry.

　　 "Ask the sword!

　　 Then you have to ask Master. "

　　 Hill felt that this was a sudden realization, and he did not intend to continue arguing at all. It was very insulting.

　　 "Ask P. He doesn't know it himself."

　　 But the person who asked the sword didn't care at all.

　　 Hill vaguely heard someone sing: "The young master has a gust of wind, and asks the sword in a daze."

　　 Young Master himself was right in front, watching the excitement with his arms folded, completely ignoring the discussion about himself in the back.

　　 These gangsters, no matter what else, the thickness of their faces definitely matches one by one.

　　 are typical representatives who get used to scolding.

　　 "Hill! Hill!"

　　 Hill heard someone calling him and looked back.

　　 "The ink pen is outside, looking for you."

　　 He nodded, flew up slightly, and landed beside the ink pen Chenxin with his feet up.

　　 "Why don't you just fly in and find me?" Hill asked in surprise.

　　 The girl paintbrush beside him smiled intentionally: "Mr. Hill, this guy, flying to the ground, resigned to his fate, loud and crooked.

　　 With so many gangsters, he still shouldn't be embarrassed in going in. "

　　 Mobi Chenxin didn't refute at all, and acquiesced.

　　 Hill blinked, a little confused about how their flying skills were used.

　　 is probably also related to the sense of direction!

　　 Ink Pen Chenxin cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Hill. I heard that you have a kind of puppet to cook?" He asked eagerly, "Can we buy it too? Is there a limited amount?"

　　 "This thing is easy to do, but it needs a powerful Taring instilling skill." Hill replied: "I'm not in the tower now, Liszt is more available. I should be able to do some.

　　 Just go find him directly.

　　 But the number of puppets I made by myself is not very large. You can pick the appearance of the puppets in the front, and only the standard puppets made by the alchemy workshop in the back. "

　　 Paintbrush smiled cutely and lovingly at Hill, and then took off suddenly and ran away.

　　 "I'm sorry, Mr. Hill." Mo Bichen scratched his head, "Paint, she wants to open a restaurant."

　　 Some of you are thinking of opening a restaurant!

　　 "That's good." Hill replied with a smile: "I only have simple meals there. It can be used for a period of time, but not for a long time."

　　 "Hey." Mo Bi Chenxin said embarrassedly: "We also heard that there are other kinds of puppets that can cook, so we dare to open a restaurant!

　　 Otherwise, who dares to eat what we cook!

　　 Paintbrush doesn't know how to cook, but I still want to make it.

　　 No one wants her to be poisoned to death.

　　 There is a cooking puppet, let her pretend to be the best. "

　　 Can you tell me this? Hill glanced at the silly boy: So many people next to him are listening!

　　 I don’t know how many people have already sent his words to Pen Youxin, right?

　　 Ink pen Chenxin felt nothing, and continued to ask: "Mr. Hill, how long will the two shops be open?

If 　　 leaves, do I still have to keep the storefront for them? "

　　 Hill suppressed his eyes: Do you think they left, just take the two houses?

　　 "When they leave, you can just ask." Hill said: "Give them a period of time, and then take back the territory."

　　 Mobi Chenxin nodded happily: "They won't stay with me because of their virtues that are higher than the sky."

　　 Hill twitched the corners of his mouth: "Please be polite."

　　 Mo Bichen suddenly realized, "Ah! It is said that some mages like to use spiritual power to eavesdrop, right?

　　 Don't worry, no one will care about this bad thing. "

　　 So knowing that they can hear it, do you still want to say it?

　　 He suddenly waved his hand: "In my lord's mansion, can they listen to it too?"

　　 "I don't know." Hill could only say calmly: "Your lord control core should have an introduction."

　　 "Then I'll go take a look first." Ink brush Chenxin quickly slipped away, "I'll go to your store later."

Is there a problem? Hill frowned and thought, since he hit the player's territory, his brows were about to crease.

　　 He glanced back: The black crystal-like exterior wall of the shop has become radiant.

　　 Adrian has opened the core of the store, and the lights of various magic circles are also shining.

　　 "Mr. Hill!" a player yelled.

　　 Hill looked at him, tilted his head in doubt.

　　 "Can you add a few tables in the corridor! It's running out of water!" The player completely ignored the tumultuous crowd and shouted.

　　 Hill considered for a moment, the earth element came out of the soil and stood on both sides of the promenade: they used spells together to inlay a small folding round table that could be pulled down on the supporting pillars.

　　 The table is not big, but it's enough for food and drink.

　　 Hill quickly flew up and went back to his store.

　　 He felt that if he stayed again, he might have a strange request.

　　 Hill sat on the third floor and waited quietly, and Adrian quickly came upstairs.

　　 "Hill, do you understand what Hensley means?" Adrian sat on the sofa and asked seriously.

　　 "Understood, he said that I was already a wizard. When he was doing things, he would only treat me as the same person, sow discord and conspiracy, and would never exclude me."

　　 Hill glanced at Adrian: "Uncle Adrian~www.wuxiax.com~ don't need to worry about me.

　　 I don't like these things, but it doesn't mean I can't cope with them.

　　The third wife of my father is much higher than Hensley.

　　 I have watched it for four years. "

　　 Hill thought to himself: How many years have I watched novel TV! This little method is not as good as the little talents in those harem texts.

　　Politics and things like Hill don’t quite understand, but Hill is not afraid of this kind of provocation.

　　 Adrian nodded: "That's true. Hensley's tactics can only be used in arrogant wizards.

　　 For those of noble origin, few work.

　　 But, don't play dumb. What I'm talking about is that he might cheat you easily in the future. "

　　 "Uncle Adrian." Hill laughed: "You can only guard against this kind of thing yourself. I can't be wary of people other than you and your grandfather.

　　 Even Bonn, after leaving me for so long, I will never trust him completely. "

　　 "You can count yourself." Adrian said, "I always treat you as a child.

　　 Hensley taught me a lesson.

　　You are already a wizard, who doesn't think you have extraordinary qualifications.

　　 You are already a thorn in the eye of many people! "

　　 He looked at Hill worriedly: "Natural consciousness still surrounds you, right? But don't rely on Him.

　　 In case it doesn’t work or abandons you one day, there must be a preparation. "

　　 Hill felt the anger of the natural consciousness surrounding him, and quickly smiled and said, "Nature loves me very much! I won't abandon me.

　　 And I am also afraid that in some places, natural consciousness will be shielded, and I am prepared. "

　　He stared at Adrian, hoping that he would not keep talking stupid things.