The world Zhao Mai saw on his mobile phone was Alda.

"Finally, it's no longer a gray, non-passing state, but this fee is 666 gold coins... Yiluvita is still so cruel and ruthless." The slaughter was unhappy, and if Arda didn't go there, he always felt a little flawed. It was the place where Zhao Mai really grew up explosively and the hometown of the birth of Zworms. Now Zworms are "developed" in the multiverse, so we should return home in glory.

His pocket money was not enough for the expenses on the road, so he went to Duojian, who was responsible for all kinds of chores at home, especially financial power. Diana has always been a big deal, while Satiri felt that everything was expensive and would rather do it yourself than spend money. One of them was a former god and the other was a former slave, with only relatively balanced values ​​left, and Dojian, who had a neural assist network to provide reference opinions and financial systems, did this.

After hearing Zhao Mai's purpose, Dogian's eyes turned and said, "You don't have any problem with going to Arda, but can you take us to see it? When King Aragon immigrated to Atas, although he also connected to Arda, he couldn't appreciate it because of the tight time."

The one who pays the money is Party A, and you always have to respect Party A's opinions. It just so happened that Qiqi was on summer vacation and everyone was free, so this tour activity was settled. The cost of traveling back and forth by person is 666. According to family relationships, everyone is set up as members of the car team, but only ten gold coins are needed, which is relatively cheap.

Cheap is indeed "relative". Although the cost of 666 has dropped significantly compared to the once-hundreds of thousands of tolls, it was the stage of the highest value in the origin-level world. Now Alda has become "normalized", and the first-hand advantage in competing for the power of origin and the quota of transcendents has been divided up. Accumulation is more important than taking the lead, and naturally the price will continue to drop. In the multiverse, it is very rare that the normalized world can have nearly 700 tolls.

Therefore, Zhao Mai went to Atas specifically, met Aragon and others, and asked them what they needed. These people have been separated from the history of Arda, but they are still very emotional about the world in the past. On the one hand, they want to get some special products of the Arda world and use them in their current homes to give a commemorative meaning. In addition, they have been exposed to Atas and the knowledge of Earth, and some things that can improve their "own" life. I hope Zhao Mai can bring them there.

"I'm not sure if this is OK. Let me ask Iluvita first. If he agrees, I'll give it to you."

The rules of cross-world freight transportation are much more complicated than passenger transportation, especially some things that may affect the development of civilization and historical processes. Aragon and others expressed their understanding and did not force it, but wish Zhao Mai a safe journey.

The ladies of Zhao Mai's family packed large bags and small bags to the car, which were made of space bags produced by Shatili. There was nothing in it. They were all prepared to buy the elves' items. Exquisite, practical and elegant elves have good markets in every world, and have always been synonymous with rare and expensive. Alda's elves have a rich and long history, and are also an immortal race that is rare in the multiverse. They have enough time to devote their energy to artistic creation. The best poems, crafts, weapons and armor, accessories and costumes are all from the hands of the elves, so how can they not attract attention? Moreover, in Alda's history, the elves eventually left their homes in Middle-earth, went to the beach to take a boat, leaving countless good things behind. These space bags are for the convenience of everyone to scan the goods.

Good things, discounts, promotions, and goods, these words contain more power than any magic. Even magicians, goddesses and... dragons cannot resist. Alextasa paid his own fortune gold coins and had to set himself as a "security officer" among the members of the crew, and they had to follow them together.

"First of all, in the history of Arda, dragons are not good things. There are no friendly and righteous dragons at all, and there are not even neutral ones. If you go, I don't care about purchasing things. Don't turn back to your true body to scare people, especially in front of dwarves. Do you understand?"

The dragon girl's nodding action formed afterimages. How could she get out of the car again? So Zhao Mai drove the car, and the whole family ate hot pot and sang songs, running towards the other side of happiness.

From another perspective, in the elves of Arda, a major meeting is being held in secret. Elrond, the elves king, convened important people from all sides of the continent to announce the existence of the Supreme Lord Ring, and brainstorm how to deal with it. Humans, dwarves, elves, and all the living beings who love peace gathered here, talking, talking and quarreling, and the venue was once in chaos. The Supreme Lord Ring lay quietly on the stone platform in the center of the venue, beside it was fragments of the sharpest axe of the dwarves. This mortal weapon could not hurt it at all, let alone the mortals around it. It continued to release fear, anxiety, frustration and tension, affecting others, keeping them divided and weak. The Supreme Lord Ring is looking for a candidate, who is the right person to send himself back to the Demon King Sauron?

When the crowd was in a mess, the smallest and thinnest among them stood up, and the voice was not loud. Frodo frowned slightly and mustered up the courage and said, "I'll take it to Mordor." His voice lowered again, and hesitated with a hint of hesitation: "But I don't know how Mordor should go."

Everyone stopped hustling and turned their eyes to Frodo one by one. Only the Elf King Elrond looked at the sky. Gandalf was about to say something, but suddenly frowned, and his eyes turned in the same direction as the Elf King. "I will go with you, Frodo Baggins. But what is that in the sky?"

An iron box the size of a carriage passed through the sky, and behind it was a smoke trace made of white water vapor, which was particularly conspicuous in the blue sky. "Mislanda (Gandalff's elf name), you are very knowledgeable, do you know what kind of creature it is?"

"Very knowledgeable," Gandalf shook his head, "No wings, it shouldn't be a bird, but the flight speed is really fast! It comes from the northwest and moves under the sun, so it should have nothing to do with Mordor."

"But it is coming in the direction of Rivendell, and you must be alert for anything." Elrond nodded to Grovendell, signaling the latter to organize defense. The blonde elves quickly left the venue, and then the loud horn sounded at Rivendell, and the elite elves archers quickly entered the combat readiness position. They were able to see the flying objects in the sky, and everyone was surprised that something without wings but with four wheels could fly into the sky.

"the·che" circled around the sky and then slowly descended. While controlling the car, Zhao Mai poked his head out of the window and shouted to the bottom in pure Vila language: "Hey, Ri'an, don't fight, I'm a guest."

Since the Vera and Milkor fought and returned to Verinor after victory and stayed away from Middle-earth, no one has heard the Vera language for a long time. Even the immortal elves had only those particularly ancient and noble few who had heard this language. Elrond was one of them, and his childhood memories were immediately aroused, and a sense of identity buried deep in his bloodline arose. "It should be a friend," he said to Gandalf, who also nodded vigorously.

Grofindale is also one of the few elves who can understand. When he ran back to the venue in a hurry, "the·che" just landed, and Zhao Mai pushed the door down. He wore a black robe made by Naikos and transformed by Zworms, which was exactly the opposite of the bright and brilliant style of the Elf City, and was vividly smashed. "Ha, you are having a meeting!" Zhao Mai changed to the Elf Speech, the same precision, the same style as the Verino High Elf.

He shook hands with everyone in turn and greeted everyone, and called out everyone's names accurately, but no one here knew him. If Elrond and Grofindale lived for a long time and were well-known, Gandalf wandered around and was well-known, and it was reasonable to be called out directly, but when Zhao Mai directly mentioned Aragon's identity and then squatted down and patted Frodo to say hello to him, everyone could not understand it, and they stood there one by one. Oh, not all of them were stunned. The dwarf Jin Li was laughing at the widespread spread of his name. He was the only one.

"How is your shoulder injury? Show me. Elrond is a good doctor, but he is still far inferior to me." Zhao Mai said to Frodo: "Don't just stare at me. It's not surprising that I can speak the language of your clan. Some of them were made by me."

Frodo felt dizzy, and he followed suit and pulled his collar, revealing the wound on his shoulder. He was stabbed by the curse sword held by the Ring Spirit. Although the wound healed, the curse was still there, which would continue to consume his energy and torture his soul. Elrond used various means to still cannot be eradicated. He once asserted: "Only in the eternal land of Verino, there is a way to eliminate this curse."

The surface of the wound was a fresh scar, but under the skin, buried deep in the body, a stream of iron-blue energy that seemed to be stagnant was entrenched, which was the curse from the leader of the Ring Spirit. Zhao Mai pressed his thumb on the scar, swept from one end to the other, and directly squeezed the curse energy out of Frodo. The wound cracked again, and bright red blood flowed out, but it was quickly repaired by the natural force, and this time it did not even leave a scar.

The magic of the curse of the Witch King was like a gray flame, which was rubbed on Zhao Mai and then extinguished. In any society with normal values, doctors are respected, and this has been done since the witch doctors in primitive society. Zhao Mailu's move is not only among the elves, but also among the demons of hell.

"Your name has not been asked yet, the guest who fell from the sky." Elrond nodded and said: "We are amazed by your knowledge and superb medical ability. You must not be an unknown person."

"My name in this world is Myron, not the one from Soren. You don't have to worry. Just call me Zhao Mai." Zhao Mai scratched his head and said to everyone: "I know basically everyone of you, knowing what happened in the past and the future, but that is another world, not this one. I can only say that I have experienced all this in the present, and I am back to play with Iluvita... for advice."

Seeing that the sky was pitiful, the Elf King had no idea how to continue Zhao Mai's words. Although Zhao Mai changed his words quickly, everyone heard the meaning of "Looking for Yiluvita to play with". As long as the person who dared to say this, as long as he was not a lunatic, his status was really too high.

Elrond would not doubt the authenticity of what Zhao Mai said at all. Being able to use Vera has already shown his identity. Only Vera and Maiya, who were originally following Iluvita, could speak Vera, and at most a few earlier elves. Others, such as Elrond, could understand this language, but could not speak or write it out. Even Gandalf was temporarily withdrawn from Vera when he left Vera. Zoro and Milkor were directly deprived of the ability to use this language.

"I wanted to go directly to the periphery of Alda, but my means of transportation could not be navigated there. So I wanted to go to Verinor to find Manway and borrow his portal to go, but I found that I couldn't even find Verinor." Zhao Mai spread his hands and expressed helplessness: "Then I turned to Gray Port again, but the elves there were unwilling to lend me a boat. Shipmaker Childan said they needed to obey the orders of the Elf King, and those ships were built according to the number of elves, without any surplus. Elrond, you are the closest elves, so I came to you. By the way, my family is still in the car. If you can sign an order or something, lend me a boat, I will drive away directly."

"Let me think about it slowly. These things are a bit too sudden." Elrond sat back on the throne, tilted his head and supported it with his fingers, and tried to clarify his clues with all his strength.

Although the elves are not as flexible and fast as humans, they are always much faster than slow tree people, so Zhao Mai is not in a hurry. He waited quietly, and Frodo touched his robe and asked with his head raised, "Mr. Zhao Mai, are you also a wizard? Just like Lord Gandalf? You are all wearing solid color robes."

"Oh, I'm not a mage, although he's a gray robe and I'm indeed a black robe." Zhao Mai responded with a smile: "He can use a staff to illuminate the surroundings and then charge with a sword, but I don't have a staff but only a long sword and I don't use it often."

"Can you help us destroy the Supreme Ring?" Frodo asked with his big eyes, "I don't want you to take risks, but you have a flying car that can easily enter Mordor and the Doomsday Volcano, right?"

"How can I refuse your request? After all..." Zhao Mai touched Frodo's hair, "I only have one question. Are you sure you want to destroy the Supreme Lord Ring?"

A complex look flashed in Frodo's eyes, as if he was a little hesitant. However, the Lord of the Ring did not hurt him very much at this time, so he quickly got rid of the influence and nodded with his lips.
Chapter completed!