"It's not like I haven't tried asking him to pay off the debt as soon as possible." Hill shook his head helplessly, "But it didn't work.
The real benefit Russell received was his talent, which cannot be paid off in a few times.
However, the involvement is always a little less involved.
Therefore, I plan to let them build a starry sky magic tower and live in the starry sky between the star and the moon.
In this way, the connection with the world is still there, but it can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble."
For example, some new kids of luck who like to wander around suddenly walked to Russell's door and knocked on the door.
Of course, if the will of the world really wants to drag Russell down, then a certain child of luck might suddenly teleport directly into the sky.
But the amount of energy this requires is quite high.
The more things consume, the more Russell will have to pay back.
But there is a premise: when he repays the debt, he cannot compensate himself.
At this time, Ransendall's voters are very useful.
No one will plot against him if the world's will plots against him.
It's not necessarily that he is really afraid of Lansendre, but if he adds his voters, the data that needs to be calculated may increase ten times... If he has so much energy, who can't he calculate?
No matter how strong the will of the world is, it will never do anything that is not worth the gain.
Therefore, as long as everyone knows that if Russell feels that he can no longer bear it, he may seek help from this Dawn Voter, then they will definitely try to avoid letting Russell get to this point.
Ransander immediately understood what Hill meant...and deeply understood why Hill asked his students to come to the door of the magic tower.
"So, you want Jos to be a powerful Tai Sui!" The big peacock laughed.
"So, can you please help me with this? Lansendre." Hill made the request very seriously.
Lansendre was a little surprised: "Of course, do we need to talk about this between us?"
Of course Hill knew that even if he didn't say so, Lansondale would ask his voters to help him.
However, Hill has never been the kind of person who pretends to be confused while pretending to understand.
If someone gets help from others, he will definitely recognize it.
"No matter how good a friend is, you can't ask someone to help you for no reason." Hill smiled softly, "Besides, wasn't it Joss who helped?
Although your electorate must be very willing to serve you, he must know why."
"The undead are right, you are just too thoughtful." Lansander shook his head, "No wonder someone calls you Miss Hill."
"You can pretend you haven't heard some of these words, and you don't need to say them in front of me." Hill still broke his guard, "I'm not a god, I don't have the ability to differentiate all things, and I don't like gender-switching games!
Besides, I am a mortal, is it wrong to think more?
Those who think less are now meeting in the River Styx!"
"Well... sometimes you are really flexible in how you use your identity.
But why are you so unhappy? Haven't the undead been talking about it all the time?" Lansander tilted his head, "I didn't see you arguing with them either?"
"Carrying about the undead?" Hill curled his lips, "I'm not crazy yet.
Rose could listen to them shouting poisonous spiders in front of them without changing her expression!"
"Although the undead like to be given nicknames, there is no malice and no real contempt." Shar said softly, "Rose actually likes their way of speaking."
Hill took a deep breath: "When facing them, the best way is to remain calm.
The greater the reaction, the more open they are to play.
Rose, I have seen you many times, so you certainly know how to deal with it."
That’s not what Shar said, because the undead didn’t have any ill intentions, so they didn’t react!
That guy Rose, because of the bad things she did in the past, is most annoying when others don't respect her.
She loves everyone who sees her and worships her.
But she was the first god in Toril to come into contact with the undead. Of course, she knew in her heart what those undead were who could even curse the God of Time and Space and William above her head.
Therefore, when Rose comes into contact with the undead, if she finds that they have entered an uncontrollable mode, she will usually turn the conversation to the elves or the gods she hates.
Although she herself was also spoken of in an extremely unpleasant way,...she could hear these guys who had captured Toril from Corellon condemning the Elf Father even more bitterly.
There is no way...the gold coins of the undead in Toril are usually issued by Corellon.
The rewards for many tasks are naturally the amount set by the Elf Father.
Hmm... Anyone who has played games knows that this is a planning position that is very easy to get scolded.
Even if the price is extremely fair, it is useless.
After all, he needs to be scolded.
Rose discovered this when she stayed on the Black and White Road, so she poked the undead's sore feet almost every day and fell asleep laughing while listening to their curses.
You know, even her drow followers would only curse Corellon in front of her statue...and then turn around and cry to Corellon in their own secret space, and there were not many of them.
It's not like Rose didn't know.
She just can't care about that much.
The drow were indeed controlled very strictly by her, but they didn't really have no other way out.
But for these black-skinned elves who are used to intrigues and intrigues, what Rose can give them is what they want most.
Therefore, they are willing to endure that terrible torture.
Drow and Rose actually choose each other.
That means that Rose may also lose them.
Therefore, Rose's cruelty and harshness towards the drow is actually within a very obvious limit. The matrons she will actually take action against are all losers.
Rose was actually quite satisfied with the beautiful words she heard from the undead, so she was willing to accept the undead's disrespect for her.
Although this spider queen lives in the abyss, her behavior is very hellish... She may not necessarily accept equal exchange, but she understands what it means to gain and lose.
Shar's low laughter came out.
"Why are you still here? Shar." Lansander looked at her curiously.
"Don't tell me that you plan to leave your voters alone in this messed up world." Shar said casually.
"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Ransander tilted his head and asked, "I went to find William! Why don't you just stand by?"
"So, why are you asking me this question?" Shar said slowly.
Hill pursed his lips, he had an ominous premonition.
"Ha~ I knew you were going to watch the scene!" Lansander flapped his wings vigorously, "Ever since they heard the news about Hill, the undead have been excited!"
Mom... da!
Hill could only echo these two words in his mind, and it took him a long time to ask with difficulty: "What, when?"
"According to the speed of time in this world..." Shar answered him readily, although his words were full of smiles, "You still have one month to prepare mentally, Hill.
I thought you were going to leave early and go back to Trasil!
But, it seems that you would rather endure the beautiful singing of the undead than letting your students face an unpredictable future!"
Hill lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully for a while before gently asking: "The person behind the Tower of Darkness and the Tower of Despair, is there anything that caught your attention? Shar."
He's just a little cute, but not stupid yet.
Although the fun between Hill and the undead is worth watching,... it is definitely not worth wasting the time of Daughter of the Night.
It's not like she can't see the giant screen, the undead will definitely broadcast the whole thing live.
Seeing it with her own eyes meant nothing to her.
"Ah...William said you can definitely guess what's coming." Shar sighed, "I always treat you as a child, thinking you can't understand this."
"Ciel, you were able to escape unscathed in Toril without leaving anything behind!" Lansander asked puzzledly, "How could you not even understand this?
Don't compare him to Selenne!
Although they both like to act according to intuition, Hill just likes to use intuition to guide the direction. But after seeing the direction, he will carefully explore the feasibility of that path before taking action. He will never just follow the direction without knowing anything.
It’s called intuition.”
Shar smiled slightly and said no more.
But Hill suspected that she had this idea after coming into contact with Aurelio or other earth bears.
Shar would not compare Selune to him.
She usually uses Selune's IQ when humiliating others.
Shar quickly changed the topic...Although she hated Selene, she didn't like anyone else humiliating Selene's IQ in front of her. After all, she wasn't the one who could always win: "Siel,
Do you remember the artifact we obtained in the Underdark that was made from the remains of an alien god?"
"Vecna's Magic Eye?" Hill replied a little confused.
"As expected, you also know." Shar smiled slightly, "Although the news from the undead is always specious, sometimes it is surprisingly helpful.
At least, I know that besides those eyes, there is also a devil's hand."
"Those things, even if used together, are just a level 30 artifact." Hill was a little confused, "It's of no use to you, right?"
"The path he took in the secret priesthood happened to be in a different direction from mine." Shar said frankly. "That guy was obviously a half-way monk. He accidentally fell into the corner of the secret law, and then randomly found a direction.
It's funny, it just doesn't happen to be on my side.
If I can thoroughly study this artifact that has something to do with him, it will be very helpful for me in the future."
"You want to swallow him, right?" Lansander tilted his head, "It seems that the shackles on you are not too heavy."
"What are you thinking?" Shar laughed, "How can William be my shackles? He is more or less the motivation for me to move forward.
At least, let my eyes no longer only see Toril."
"As long as you're happy." Ransander pondered for a few seconds before saying. ()