"What is Hill drinking?" Adrian stood up and sat down again.
Hill could only ask Martha to pour him a glass too.
This is a kind of magic plant leaf, very similar to the tea leaves in Hill World.
It also has a refreshing effect, but apart from the taste, it doesn't have much to offer.
After Hill discovered this leaf, Lister simply searched out the method of making black tea in the core.
Green tea is very good, but Hill doesn't like to drink it. He just can't stand the suffering. He is a beat generation and only likes to drink milk tea.
Hill has always been very confident in abandoning green tea: I carry bricks, I carry buckets, I am covered in dirt, but I just don’t want to suffer, not at all.
Drink coffee with sugar and a lot of milk.
Anyway, this black tea, paired with the milk produced by the precious cows raised in his manor, is really delicious.
Adrian drank a glass and his eyes lit up: "You're a secretive guy. Just watch me drink sage and mint tea that tastes so bad."
"It's much less effective." Hill replied helplessly, "This one tastes good, but it's not as refreshing as mint, and it can't help improve memory."
Adrian smiled and patted Hill on the head: "We are all magicians. We are not short of such a little effect. Remember to get some for me."
"Don't forget to give some to the teacher." Adrian walked to the door and said, "The teacher doesn't like the taste of mint tea too much.
I’m just used to drinking it since I was a kid.”
Hill nodded: "I'll let Martha deliver it."
Adrian went out and looked at Martha who was waiting for his instructions with a smile on her face. Hill said slowly: "Tell Liszt to send half of the tea bags to his grandfather. Then give half of the other half to Grandpa."
Uncle Derian.
When you go to make tea, ask grandpa to try a few more ratios and see what you like."
Seeing Martha disappear, Hill stood up and walked out from the back door, flying directly back to the Magic Tower.
I don’t know where these people came from. Fran was not so cold and guarded at first, and once said that he would introduce him to some people at the party.
The result was another failure.
Whether William deserves to go back to the capital or not is all the trouble caused by his eagerness to unify.
Fran needed Hill to show a nonchalant attitude, so of course Hill complied. Hill also planned to ask Lister to put the territory's defense to the highest level, not just the undead being restricted.
Isn't it normal for natural warlocks to require that the people in their territory should not be inclined to evil?
It was just another day to spend money, but Hill didn't care. Hill was a rich man who had cultivated a mine of his own.
Hill simply plunged into the refining work of the pendant. He missed Mr. Bex the turtle a little. Anyway, he had many shells, and Hill was willing to give a lot of things in exchange.
Bex also missed this human being he had met.
The octopus did not listen to his advice and had to overthrow the human city on the seaside so that it could eat the delicious undead.
Not to mention that I didn't eat a single bite, and it took a lot of effort, which meant smashing some buildings such as docks and warehouses.
He also ruined his own life.
These sea monsters are really a little scared when they watch humans making various kinds of food from a distance.
Becks likes colder water and does not like the deep sea, where the seaweed and mussels he likes to eat are not available.
He moved his paws and swam slowly, trying to find a way to find Hill.
That kid Hill is powerful, kind-hearted, and has such a strong natural aura that he will definitely not deceive the turtle.
Then, he saw several humans surrounded by sharks.
It exudes a strange aura that attracts monsters, but the undead cannot eat it at all!
Bex rushed over and drove away these stupid sharks.
The news that the undead cannot be eaten should have spread throughout the sea area here, why are you still trying to eat them?
He lowered his head and looked carefully at these undead. Are there names above their heads?
Bex struggled to distinguish: "Well... setting sail, sailing away? And sad about the Northern Ocean?" Those two didn't recognize them, they were in a mess, didn't the bully turtle look bad?
He cleared his throat and didn't notice that the undead were so frightened by him that they almost jumped into the sea.
"Are you the undead? Hill said you would take on the mission?"
He looked sideways at several undead people rubbing against each other, and then lowered his head to take a closer look: Do the undead also like to rub together and communicate like dolphins?
Yang Sail didn't know what strange content this turtle was thinking, so he quickly opened a big smile and said: "Mr. Turtle, the Hill you are talking about is the wizard Hill?"
"Yes, he met me when he went to other countries some time ago. He is a very friendly and cute child."
"If you have anything to say, you can tell us as much as you can! Mr. Hill, we all know him!" Sad Bei Dayang answered.
"Just send this to Hill." Bex spat out a box and threw it on the boat.
Fortunately, he had retained Hill's aura and was not afraid of someone opening the box along the way.
Bex sighed softly, hoping that these undead people would not throw away the box. Although it was not a very precious thing, he just wanted to talk to these undead people.
He has no intention of having any in-depth interactions with the undead. He only needs to inform him when there is danger, such as an army of undead coming to kill him and seize the magic core.
Bex left worriedly. He would not stay in a place known to the undead. They are such a dangerous race.
Although they may have gone through a fierce psychological struggle, when the box could not be opened, these players still delivered the things to Hill's territory that night.
As soon as they came out of the teleportation array, they saw the words 'Undead Reception Area'. They walked in hesitantly and saw a player lying leisurely on a recliner, looking at the giant screen outside the window.
"We are all players, so I won't get up." Old Cat said slowly, "Is there something big going on?"
"We were at the beach and took on a mission to deliver a message to Mr. Hill." Yangfanyuanhang replied.
"Ah?" Old Mao sat up, "Which one of you is helping? You can only enter here if you have a friendly reputation."
"Asking about swords."
"People who ask swordsmanship can really run away!" the old cat said with emotion.
"We from the Shipbuilding University," Sad Bei Da Yang said, "have no plans to leave the seaside."
"Then why did you add Wenjian?" The old cat was surprised.
"There are a lot of students from various schools in Wenjian! What you usually see are only the crazy ones." Yang Fanyuanhang said gloomily, "At that time, someone posted an advertisement in the university town. The young master said it very nicely. The home of the student family is
, without any restrictions.
There is no need to restrict it. Is Wenjian Tianxia Youth Tour still available? How many gangs dare to come and take advantage of the situation? It has almost become synonymous with the stronghold of the second grade youth."
"Master, do you have money but no place to spend it?" the old cat muttered, tapping the tablet to summon Liszt.
"Deputy Mayor Mao, what's the matter?" Liszt appeared instantly.
"They came to deliver a message to Hill."
"How do you do?" Liszt asked calmly, "I wonder who sent the letter?"
"A turtle." Sailing Sailing sent a small box.
"It's Mr. Bex." Liszt summoned a puppet and ordered him to return the box to the magic tower immediately.
"Thank you for your help." Liszt called another puppet holding a small box in his hand, "Please accept this thank you gift."
Liszt started chatting with these players, asking how they met Bex and the situation at the beach.
Hill looked at the small box delivered to him in a daze.
Bex, why did you suddenly send something over? What happened?
He carefully cast a few detection spells to make sure there were no poisons or traps before gently opening the box.
It is full of conch beads of various colors, and in the middle of the conch beads is a spiral conch that is entirely golden and surrounded by circles of silver lines.
Hill picked up the conch beads first. The conch beads that allowed Bex to stay were all from Warcraft conches. There was such a colorful box, and Legend had probably never seen so many of them.
Hill thought of the purification fountain in his valley. Although the water crystal can absorb the power of the Chao Wu Yue Ying spell, making the effect of this spell last for at least a month, if this spiral bead is added, Hill does not need to do that.
I often replenish my spells.
The amplification and absorption of water-based spells by spiral beads is almost the highest among water-based materials.
But the World of Warcraft conch is very hidden, and humans can only get it by luck.
Only the turtle Bex who eats conch and lives long enough will have a lot of conch beads in his hand.
Hill's eyes shone slightly: Bex is a thief and there is no way he would give Hill the best screw beads he has.
No matter what he wants to do, Hill is willing to trade with him.
He gently picked up the sound-transmitting conch and inspected it carefully.
It seemed that Bex really wanted to see him for something. This conch was of a very high grade and could be used almost every half a month.
This kind of sound-transmitting snail has always been born together. Once caught, a pair will appear. It is probably the only conch that will not be bitten alive by hunters. However, if it is discovered by a high-level sea monster, the chance of survival is also the lowest.
.
It was probably a pair of unlucky high-level sound-transmitting snails that were discovered by Bex. They tasted delicious and had enough magic power. They were even useful for their corpses. Bex could chase them for thousands of miles without any problem.
Hill gently turned his head and looked outside. Is Liszt ready to inquire?
Liszt appeared half an hour later and briefly explained the current situation in the East China Sea.
A large number of undead people who want to go to sea have gathered in the city where Spencer is stationed.
Probably because the elemental fluctuations are too strong, there are always silly sea monsters attacking.
Some time ago, a legendary eight-clawed octopus was cut into eight pieces and a lively large-scale party titled "One Hundred Ways to Eat Octopus" was held.
Now, no high-level sea monsters can be seen near that city.
Of course, most of the undead there now have no desire to go deep into the ocean.
Just swim around the shallow sea, learn to swim, and learn to dive.
I'm studying shipbuilding by the way.
He also complained that the ships sold by the French Territory were too expensive and could not be purchased.
Hill helplessly shook his head. After the players have been around for a few more years, things on land will be almost solved. If there are fewer tasks, there will definitely be prodigals who buy boats and travel.
Liszt finally said: "Those undead people, I asked Deputy Mayor Lao Mao to entertain them for a while and said that you might want to reply to them."
Hill gently input his magic power, and the silver thread on the sound-transmitting conch gradually shone with light. He put the conch to his ear.
"Hill?" Bex quickly contacted him.
"It's me." Hill said with a smile, "Mr. Bex, long time no see."
"It's been a long time." Bex said crisply, "If it takes longer, maybe what you see is my shell."
"Mr. Bex, are you not planning to leave that sea area?" Hill was a little surprised.
"Each monster has its own territory." Bex was a little annoyed, "I am still a little turtle. When I enter the deep sea, I will either seek refuge with the elders in my clan, or huddle in a small place, unable to move.
As for Asami, Cortez hasn’t even appeared in my territory yet!”
"That octopus from some time ago?"
"The territory in the sea is different. The shore is mine. If you go deeper, the upper layer is mine and the lower layer is his.
He was so stupid. I originally thought of my long-time neighbor and tried to persuade him to be honest, but he thought I wanted to eat by myself."
Hill could only smile helplessly.
"This conch can only be spoken for half an hour at a time. I will keep it short.
Hill, can you think of a way to stop those undead from harassing me?"
Hill couldn't help laughing. Bex was afraid that the undead army would kill him.
"Let's do this." Hill thought of the players who asked for swordsmanship, "You find an island for them to use as their territory, and then you become the resident monster in that territory.
Just make a general oath, you know that, right?"
"I know, I know." Bex was a little reluctant, "Do I have to do this?"
"After that, if the undead try to kill you again, the undead in the territory will protect you.
If it is just a transactional relationship, the undead are not so kind."
"Then I have to think about it," Bex said hesitantly.
"There's no need to be in such a hurry for the time being." Hill said, "When the demons invade, most of them will go to Cortez.
You can have a few years to test the undead on your side."
"That bitch from Spring Water." Bex suddenly said, "If Poseidon wakes up, there's no need for us to be so worried."
Most demons will not go into the water. Unless the entire continent falls, there is no need to worry about the sea.
Hill felt that there would only be more demigods in the sea, but it was a pity that they all looked on with cold eyes at the beginning, and they probably didn't want to have a great god on top of them.
Therefore, Hill didn't want to take up this topic at all, and Becks should have known about it.
Seeing that Hill didn't answer anything, he automatically changed the topic.
"What do you want from the sea?
You can ask players to trade with me and bring something that emits your mana fluctuations. If I feel it, I will go and have a look."
"It can't be too frequent." Hill said directly. "If you are caught regularly, there may be undead people who want to kill you."
"I won't show up if there are too many people. The elements on them fluctuate very much." Bakers said, "It should be fine to trade once in a while."
Feeling that there was not much time, Hill simply agreed: "Let's just send the undead this time! People from their family can be teleported directly to my territory."
"Are the undead divided into camps?" Bex's reaction was quick.
"There are tens of millions of people!" Hill said angrily, "It's not normal to fight.
Maybe there will be more in the future.”
"Then I really have to think about it." Bex's voice became weaker and weaker.
Hill quickly took the time to ask him: "Is there anything you want?"
"It's delicious on land." Becks finished the sentence as fast as he could.
Seeing the light on the conch dim, Hill could only give up the idea of questioning.
He called Liszt and asked him to prepare a box of food made from various magic plants and monster meat. Food, if paired properly, would also be effective against legendary monsters.
He took out a jeweled space box and inlaid a non-attributed crystal full of his own magic power on it.
Hill watched with anticipation as Liszt took the box away. Although most of the high-end ingredients in his hand were consumed this time, if Bex filled the box and returned it, Hill would