"Report! The damage statistics have come out! We have damaged two houses and one warehouse. Brother No. 67 was killed in action, and——"
"Stop, stop, stop, don't tell me the detailed report word for word, you just need to tell me how much money you need to pay in total - those semi-finished real estate should not be worth a lot of money."
"Because it has been under construction, the price we calculated is not too high. The key is the cost of materials required for reconstruction, and the damage fees raised by some members..."
"What are you talking about? Damage fee? Isn't it just being killed once or twice by the rays of the Tyran Tower? What's so good - ah? Mental damage fee? And working fee? They really came to join our guild.
Really? How could they have the nerve to say this? Kick them all out!"
Walking on the passage of the temporary camp, the thousands-fingered cranes passing by here will hear complaints like just now from time to time. The large and small guild stations standing in the floating area above and below the temporary camp are also at this time.
The restoration work once again glowed with new vitality and vitality, which was naturally accompanied by some strange quarrels and depressed sighs like just now - like a weak fish caught in the fire of the city, some guilds also suffered great and small losses.
This cluster of residents in Linli seems extremely heavy. Naturally, there are a small number of people who cannot bear the losses or are not optimistic about the future prospects here. They have begun to pack up their belongings and prepare to lead the team to withdraw. As time goes by,
This temporary camp located halfway up the sacred mountain has also quietly changed with the flow of people. The player guilds that survived the chaos caused by the previous game are also accompanied by more forces pouring into this place.
Together, they replaced it with fresh blood and a vibrant adventure journey. Although they seemed a bit unfamiliar in each other's eyes, Duan Qing and others still classified this level of personnel iteration as normal development. As long as the population
If it is sufficient, this player camp near the sacred mountain will sooner or later exude the vitality it deserves, and eventually become the basis for the development of player power in the Wind Continent.
Of course, in addition to the adventurers' adventures that have never been blocked as always, what was also unaffected by the war was the sacred mountain itself that stood in front of everyone.
"I don't know what kind of materials and techniques they used to make them, but they haven't fallen down after such a long time."
Still following Qianzhihe, Yudi muttered without interest. The vast metal ruins that appeared outside the camp were just like the wilderness and mud in the countryside to his accustomed sight, becoming boring and unbearable.
Many people said: "No, it should be said that there is no damage... Well, in my opinion, words like 'mountain of ruins' or 'mountain of rubbish' should be used to describe this place."
"Ah? What did you just say?"
"No, no, no, I didn't say anything, hahaha."
When the tired girl walking in front looked back in confusion, Yudi laughed dryly and scratched his head hurriedly: "I was just saying that the quality of this mountain is really good, and it has not changed or fallen down after so many years.
"
"After all, it was created by a civilization older than the ancient magic empire. Many materials and construction techniques can no longer be verified." Qian Zhihe replied with a sigh: "If it is related to magic skills, our Council of Mages may
It can also increase strength, but with this kind of existence that has no knowledge to follow, we really have nothing to do... Well."
"Perhaps we shouldn't look at this sacred mountain through the eyes of magic." Stopping his climb up the hillside, Qian Zhihe suddenly turned back and looked in the direction of the temporary camp not far from his feet: "Those mechanical life forms that exist here
The body, as well as the underground ruins scattered in every corner of this continent, there must be some connection between them! Brother Qingshan also said before that the storm that swept the entire continent——"
"That must be because the Lord of Violet calmed down the spring of elements in the sacred mountain, so this effect occurred." I don't know whether he wants to refute Qianzhihe's words or is a little disgusted by some of the content Qianzhihe mentioned.
Yudi, who interrupted the other party's words, replied impatiently: "Those storms that can destroy the grassland tribes come from this huge 'bellows' under our feet. Isn't it already confirmed? Look at that.
After that, the intensity and frequency of storms decreased a lot, which must be for this reason."
"I don't know how to answer this question. After all, Wei, the Lord of Violet, didn't tell us much." After opening his mouth, Qian Zhihe finally kicked the metal fragments under his feet with some depression: "Qingshan
The uncle also kept silent about this matter and was unwilling to tell me anything more... Really, he didn’t tell me anything, which made me so angry."
"Perhaps we are afraid that after we know the true situation, we will risk going to the inside of the sacred mountain to find out." Facing the cute red-haired girl who pouted her mouth, Yudi replied comfortingly: "After the temporary camp was opened, there have been countless people
The adventurers wanted to explore the 'inside' of this mountain, but for the threat from the Avengers lurking in various ruins -"
The chatter suddenly stopped, and the red-haired girl also raised her head. A green bird transformed by magic then flew gracefully in front of the two people, and placed a piece of paper covered with magic.
The luxurious parchment roll with the postmark was thrown into the hands of Qian Zhihe: "This is - the handwriting of the Council of Seven!"
"Looking at the specifications, it seems that it was written by Lord Wiggins himself... What does it say?"
"Uh, um... It seems to be an invitation and a notification... It's strange, how could this happen?"
"Could it be...?"
Thousand-fingered Crane, whose face was changing between joy and sorrow, clutched the parchment roll tightly and stood there blankly. Yudi, who did not dare to come forward to take a peek due to the disparity in status, finally let out a muffled sound.
Heng broke the opponent's state, pointed at the winding path trampled by countless players on the hillside and shouted: "Oh, don't think about these work things anymore! These senior people are really annoying!"
"Didn't we agree to go to the altar on the top of the mountain to have some fun? Put all the complicated things aside!" He took a step forward and wanted to hold the other person's wrist, and then he circulated the emotions around Qianzhi He on that level.
Under the obstruction of the standing magic shield, an angry expression appeared: "Your work energy has been exhausted today! Thinking about these things now will only be counterproductive! Let's empty your head first!"
"Huh? Ah, oh." The busyness of the past few days seemed to have exhausted Qian Zhihe's energy. The girl who was usually very energetic and lively turned her head absently at this time: "Okay, okay, anyway.
We all agreed to go out and relax."
"Walk."
Hesitantly, he stuffed the parchment roll in his hand into his arms. The girl in the red robe took steps again. A man and a woman then passed by countless adventurers going up and down the hillside with their own thoughts.
, gradually appeared under the criss-crossing ruins near the top of the Holy Mountain. Also due to several wars, the ruins here also showed obvious signs of being destroyed twice by swords and magic, and some of them are also being viewed here.
The players who were playing were also bragging to each other about the history that had happened here, just like the rumors that Thousand-Zhihe and Yudi had heard early on: "...it is said that this place was the first time they rushed up.
Direction?"
"I don't know. I heard that in that battle, the only participants on our side were the few people from Qingling, so only they can match it."
"Didn't it mean that two of them passed through the interior of the sacred mountain and finally fell from the altar? It was like a summoned meteorite."
"At that time, the Avengers still ruled here, and the witnesses were all them. They were unwilling to disclose or mention it, so naturally we didn't know."
"No one knows what this place is and what its purpose is."
Taking the lead to step on the top of the sacred mountain, Thousand-Zhihe Crane looked around with his hands behind his back and turned his attention to the rumored altar: "Really, I really want to arrest those people from the Magic Empire and interrogate them.
"
"It has not yet been confirmed that the Magic Empire and the Avengers are a group of people. Can you please catch the right person?" Yudi, who was following behind, turned his attention to the criss-crossed and ferocious ruins around him: "But it seems that here too
If it wasn’t specially arranged, the Avengers guys wouldn’t be so lacking in artistic taste.”
"Ever since they were severely punished by Uncle Qingshan, this place is no longer their nest." The same players who came to travel were sparsely scattered in the nearby scene, Qian Zhihe said curiously.
Looking back and forth: "Although several battles broke out later, the impact on the terrain here was not that profound, so the scenery here must have nothing to do with them."
"Of course, if it weren't for... ahem, I mean, even because of that legend, this place would be worthy of being developed into a tourist attraction, right?" Yudi forcibly raised his interest: "In addition, this is the entire
The highest point of the Wind Continent, standing here can almost look around all the grasslands, as if you are in the center of the green ocean!"
Following the direction pointed by Yudi, the red-haired girl walked to the edge of the altar against the wind. The grassland undulating along with the wild monsoon also connected into undulating green waves at the far end of the two people's field of vision, and finally connected with the horizon.
The blue color gradually merged and merged together. The expressions of excitement and exhaustion also gradually faded from his face. Qian Zhihe, who was stroking his long flowing hair, also showed a rare calm expression at this time. Yu who was following him
Then Di carefully leaned to her side, and then slowly spoke with a deep breath: "How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"
"……Um."
"Then why don't you try that legend and make a wish here?"
"..."
Without answering the other party's words, Qian Zhihe just closed his eyes quietly. The two of them then stood on the edge of the wind-facing cliff, holding their hands together and making a pious gesture of making a wish. The noise around them seemed like The sound of the wind became smaller and smaller, and the chaotic breathing and thoughts of the red-haired Thousand-Zhizhe began to calm down, like the rustling and looming sounds of snowflakes, and the dull bells from the horizon also followed her spirit. Concentrated, it appeared bit by bit in her ethereal feeling: "I seem to-"
"Like what?"
The question from Yudi then broke her calmness. Qianzhihe hurriedly opened her eyes and fluttered her eyelashes up and down for a moment. Finally, like a frightened deer, she grabbed her long red hair and looked around. : "Nothing, nothing! Hahahaha."
"That's it."
Looking at this girl who was different from usual, the emotional fire in Yudi's heart seemed to be no longer suppressed: "Then, what wish did you make? Can you tell me about it?"
"This, this." Qian Zhihe, who didn't seem to notice the other party's approach, scratched his cheek and turned his head to the side in embarrassment: "It seems that it was agreed, but it seemed that it was not agreed. Just now... just now..."
"Then do you want to listen to my wish? Or - my story." The sound of breathing was already close, and Yudi took a deep breath: "Actually, before I became a magician -"
boom!
A loud crashing sound suddenly appeared behind the two people, causing the surrounding tourists, including them, to turn around in shock. Then, a gray figure also appeared in the dust kicked up by the ruins of the mountaintop altar, with a continuous sound. He stood up with difficulty as he kept making sounds of pain: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Damn it, did you fail again?"
"Qing, Uncle Qingshan?"
A voice of surprise came from the side and rear of the gray-robed figure, followed closely by the incredulous face of Qian Zhihe who rushed forward: "You, why are you here? You, why are you here? it's here?"
"Ah? Ah, it's Xiao Qian." Duan Qing, who was trying to identify the surrounding situation and was stopped by Qian Zhihe, could only grin and reply: "I have been doing experiments in the Void Library, and the result... cough Hey, it seems like there was a little problem again, and then from the sky - ah, it's okay."
He waved his hands at the sideways glances from around him, then supported his waist and pretended to be unscathed: "Don't worry, it was just a small accident! Just an accident! Hahahaha... uh , this should be the top of Mount Kailash, right? What are you doing here—"
In the scene where the dust had not completely cleared away, the gray-robed magician's words were interrupted by a warm embrace coming towards him. The gray-robed magician, who was bearing the heavy pressure on his chest, tried his best to stabilize himself. After a while, the overwhelmed hands pressed on Qian Zhihe's trembling shoulders: "Awesome! So awesome!"
“It turns out it can really come true!”
The girl's fragrance came from the tip of her nose, and tears of joy filled the corners of Qianzhihe's raised eyes after being pushed away. She shook her hair vigorously, and then looked at Duan Qing, who was a little stunned. Face replied cheerfully.
This chapter has been completed!