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Chapter 297 The Prophet's Visit

We did not go back after returning to the city. Yang Xixue planned to find some [Moon Shadow Cloth] to upgrade her suit. Of course Yang Xilei and Sister Han helped her. The little princess and I returned to our own territory [Morning City]

Two days later, the city has begun to take shape. The port and lighthouse have been established, and the infantry training camp, cavalry training camp, archer training camp, mage academy, naval academy and other buildings have been completed. The most troublesome building left is the city wall.

The amount of work accounts for almost half of the city's construction time, and [Morning City] is also a fortress city with as many as three walls.

The most important market has also been established. Many dwarves, werewolves, and goblins have rented stalls and started doing business. There are more than 300 shops operating on the entire street, which is very lively.

Dawn City has a permanent population of 130,000. Under my preferential policies to enrich the people, the standard of living here is very high. The GDP is at least three to four times that of the Sun Empire. I walked on the wide street of the market, the blacksmith shop, and the tailor.

There are all kinds of shops, apothecaries, and alchemy shops, and there is an endless stream of bustling customers. As a guild that owns this city, I feel full of accomplishment.

"Where is Patriarch Wharton now?" I asked at a dwarf stall, intending to ask about Wharton's hidden professional suit. Yang Xixue already had one, and I felt itchy in my heart.

"Lord! The clan leader likes to wander around. We don't know where he is, but you can ask the blacksmith across the street. He is the clan leader's younger brother." The dwarf pointed to a blacksmith shop and I said thank you and ran towards the blacksmith shop.

"I heard that you can make high-quality blue suits here?" Outside the blacksmith shop, a foreign player asked the dwarf blacksmith.

"Of course," the dwarf patted his chest: "I can even build an epic-level suit, but the materials mined every day are limited. If you want to build an epic-level suit, you have to queue up."

"Where's the high-quality blue suit?" Foreign players may be short of money.

“There are a lot of materials, no need to queue up.”

When the foreign player heard this, he hesitated for a while: "In the long run, the purple suit is more suitable. It can be sold after it is used up. Do you charge an advance payment? I will reserve a level 100 purple suit."

"Of course we charge an advance payment. This is your queue number. You keep it." The dwarf blacksmith pulled out a tag and handed it to the other party. The foreign players left happily and listened to their conversation. I quickly walked to the blacksmith, and there happened to be someone there.

I want to ask him about something: "Uncle, where does Chief Wharton live now? I want to ask him about something."

"The patriarch is very busy right now. Not everyone can meet him." The dwarf blacksmith turned his back to me and kept turning his hammer to hit something. He looked very busy.

"Is that so? When will Chief Wharton use his time?"

"I don't know. You'd better go to the city hall and make an appointment." The dwarf blacksmith turned around and hung a newly forged long sword on the wall.

He washed his hands in the pool. When he looked up and saw us, his eyes widened: "Lord... Lord"

"Do you know me?" I felt very strange, I have never met him, how could they know me?

The dwarf blacksmith said: "There is a real statue of you in the square of the city hall. None of us doesn't know you."

"Statue?" I sweated. What are these guys doing? I'm not Lincoln. Why should they build a statue for me? "Don't mention it anymore. I'll go to the city hall to make an appointment."

The little princess and I were about to leave when the dwarf ran in front of me and said, "Lord, there is no need to make an appointment. Just summon the clan leader."

"This is not good." I scratched my head: "I want to ask something. There is no need to waste the patriarch's time too much. I'd better go directly."

"Lord, you are kind," the dwarf said, "If you have any questions about weapons, armor or anything like that, you can ask me, and I will tell you without any secret."

I happened to be asking for information related to weapons, and asked: "Uncle Blacksmith, have you ever heard of the hidden professional suit?"

"Have not heard"

Sure enough, an ordinary blacksmith wouldn't know, and it would be useless to ask.

The dwarf blacksmith suggested to me: "Sir, instead of asking Chief Wharton, it is better to ask Chief Hamilton of the Anjur tribe. He is most interested in bizarre things."

In my memory, the Hamilton patriarch was surprisingly cunning. I didn't expect that he had other advantages.

"Haha..." The dwarf blacksmith noticed my expression: "The Hamilton patriarch is a fortune teller, and he has half of the prophet's blood in his body."

When he mentioned the prophet, I thought of a man, the old man Moses I met in the Scarlet Alliance. I don’t know how he is doing now.

We cut out the mount and headed towards the center of the city. When the City Hall of Dawn City passed by the square, I saw a ten-meter-high statue standing in the middle. Sure enough, it was me.

The doors of the city hall were wide open, with wolf soldiers guarding both sides. When they saw me, they gave me a military salute and let me go.

Since I completely delegated power to NPCs to manage the city, the three clan leaders lived in the spacious city hall and worked hard for the happy life of the clan every day, living a very fulfilling life.

As expected, there was no Patriarch Wharton in the middle of the hall. I randomly found an office worker and asked, "Where is Patriarch Hamilton?"

"Lord, is he receiving foreign guests in the annex?"

I couldn't help but be stunned. It's been less than a week since we established the city. Could it be that some NPC force has established diplomatic relations with us? It's a bit too fast. I asked: "What foreign guests?"

The office staff looked surprised: "The person who came here said he knew you, I thought you knew."

I shook my head: "I'll go in and take a look." I walked quickly to the annex and saw Hamilton and an orc sitting face to face. The two of them laughed constantly and seemed to be having a very enjoyable chat.

The orc seemed to notice my arrival, turned his head and said: "Mr. Nameless Hermit, I said before that we will meet again soon." This wrinkled face is very familiar to me. It is the person I have been talking about just now.

I happily greeted him: "Master Moses, why do you have time to come to my place?"

"Of course I'm asking for your help." Moses had the frankness of an orc, and he didn't mince words when he spoke.

I suddenly remembered that when I encountered difficulties in Odyssey City a while ago, Moses gave me a bunch of [green crystals] to help us alleviate the crisis. At that time, I owed him a big favor and now it is time to pay off the debt.

I asked, "What help do you need? Just say, as long as I can do it."

"The unknown hermit is really generous. I was not wrong about him," Moses laughed.

Hamilton said: "Of course, our lord is the most generous man. Master, just tell me what you want."

Moses said: "I hope to allow the tribe to settle on the island, that's all."

"That's all?" I feel like I'm taking advantage of him even though it's obviously good for me.

"Yes," Moses nodded: "I don't have many requirements. I am satisfied with having a stable place where my people can multiply."

"Ding bell~!" The system prompts: The orc Smyr tribe has requested to settle in [Morning City]. Do you want to accept it?

I brought up the panel and clicked accept. Another race was added to the city panel. The population was 124,905, which is still a large tribe.

I said: "Master Moses, you will discuss with the three elders later to arrange a place for your people to live. If you need anything else, just ask."

Moses nodded with satisfaction and said, "Actually, my family has another purpose in moving here."

"What is the purpose?" A great prophet who can predict the future, which other guilds cannot invite, actually came to me very simply. It is strange that he has no purpose.

Moses' eyes narrowed: "Did you get a rare key?"

"How do you know, Khan!" I was shocked, "I forgot you were a prophet." I took out the crystal key and put it in front of him: "Is this the one the master is pointing to?"

Moses saw the pattern of the word "Gui" on the crystal key, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, it is the key to the Tower of Babel."

"Master, if you like this key, keep it." Anyway, I don't intend to open that place. It's not a treasure house. It's not worth wasting two comprehensive city drawings.

Moses carefully picked up the key and admired it admiringly: "I was afraid that you would have this idea, so I came here to remind you that you must open that door."

"Why? Can you tell me the reason?" The city drawing is not one person's thing. I want to use it to do things, and at least give everyone an explanation.

"The reason is that if you don't open that door within a month, you will lose the Shaxel Islands wolf tribe, the Castin tribe, the Anjur tribe and my tribe will all die."

"What?" I was startled by his words, and even Hamilton was trembling with fright. He had just lived a good life, and he couldn't just say it was gone. "Master, what on earth is going on?"

Moses said: "A while ago, the purgatory demon destroyed all the main cities in the continent. Do you still remember this?"

I nodded: "Remember, of course I remember, what does this have to do with the Tower of Babel?"

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly." Moses picked up the hot tea on the table and sighed after drinking: "The enemy of the devil is the angel, and the Tower of Babel you discovered can connect to the heaven, which means it can summon the devil.

enemy"

I understood what he meant and said: "It won't be long before the devil will find this place, destroy the Tower of Babel, and kill us all at the same time."

"That's right," Moses nodded, and Hamilton's face turned pale. He said tremblingly, "Since the master has already anticipated the outcome, why would he take the risk to move his tribe here?"

Moses smiled and said: "Yes, if the unknown hermit can open the Tower of Babel, then the Shaxel Islands will be protected by the angel of light, and it will become a paradise that people across the continent yearn for." I understand the importance of the matter and must follow the master's instructions.

Do as you say or I will lose this land



"Ding Bell~!" The system prompts: Silver Moon Alliance [Morning City] has been upgraded from a village to a town. The collection speed of farms, gold, mineral deposits, stones, knowledge, etc. is ×2. Special resources [Black Crystal] and [Red Crystal] have been discovered.

stone】

"Ding Bell~!" The system prompts: Since there is a town under the jurisdiction of the Dark Hui guild, the town portal is open. Only Dark Hui members can use the portal to be transported to a neutral area to upgrade and complete tasks. Each person is limited to one opportunity per day.

While we were talking, the city was actually upgraded. It took less than 30,000 players for Dark Hui to take less time than guild Chicheng with 5 million players. This has already put them to shame. In terms of the progress of city construction, we

Gradually approaching the Empire of the Burning Sun


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