Hill stood by the window, looking down at the golden barrier below, and suddenly asked: "Sri, is Phillips older or younger than my grandfather? I vaguely remember that he is not yet 100 years old, right?
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"Yes, he is older than Mr. Farlan, 72 years old. After he became a wizard, Carl Legend did not accept any more students, and he was his default successor.
Given His Highness Karl’s age, he should not be replaced again.”
Hill then laughed. Fortunately, Mo Bichenxin's words were not wrong.
He remembered that Karl Legend had three magician disciples, but neither of them survived his teacher.
But Hill could hear the original words, and I don’t know how William made Phillips realize the malice in the player’s words?
Or do you simply say that he is a fool?
Hill has always been very interested in this intelligent core that helps players translate dialogue.
The God of Time and Space probably doesn't understand Internet slang, and he must be William's core.
The golden light in the sky shone for half an hour before stopping. Hill wiped his eyes and was convinced that he saw an alchemy hut that became the city lord's palace in the territory.
Hill blinked: Mo Bichen didn't know, but the alchemy hut, which is the residence of the territorial city lord, could no longer be moved from now on.
Even if their mages like damaging spells, turning mud into stone is a basic spell that all earth mages must have!
Can't he find someone to build a large stone castle and use the divine power when the territory is formed to transform it into stronger materials?
Hill could tell at a glance that this alchemy hut was sold by himself. It was Fran's handiwork and was worth a lot of money. This hut was made of the shell of a magician-level snail monster.
The biggest advantage is that it can be made larger or smaller, but the maximum is only as high as a 3-story building.
How can a family in Black and White Road have tens of thousands of people?
Hill believes that players always like to maximize their profits, and there should be some special reason why they use it this way.
He looked at Mo Bichenxin who was waving to him on the ground, quickly dropped the boat and walked to the deck.
"Mr. Bolaño." Hensley came over, "Why would the undead use the alchemy hut as the city lord's palace? Isn't it too wasteful?"
"I don't know either." Hill smiled, "There is always something special about the race of gods."
Hill didn't bother to pay attention to Phillips and Hensley who were following closely behind him. As soon as the boat stopped, he hurriedly flew towards Mo Bichenxin who was full of joy.
The warlocks who were following him quickly left and ran towards the cave.
"Mr. Hill, look, this is my territory!" Mo Bichenxin said very proudly.
"Congratulations, Mr. Mo Bichenxin. But why did you use the alchemy hut as the city lord's palace?" Hill asked doubtfully, "You should know that after you build the city lord's palace, you can no longer carry this hut with you."
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"Of course I know!" Mo Bichen said with a smile on his face, "I bought this from Mr. Hill! I know it's very expensive. But the City Lord's Mansion built with the power of our Lord God can expand the space.
But the size depends on the quality of the material.
Mr. Hill's alchemy hut is the largest material I can find that can expand the internal space.
Moreover, the outside of the house is small, so it is easy to defend!”
Hill was extremely surprised: "Can I go in and have a look?"
"Of course, of course! Except for the core of the City Lord's Mansion, Mr. Hill can enter anywhere else at will."
Hill first walked around outside and found that the material of the alchemy hut had indeed been changed. He had no idea what the material was.
Hill couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the position of the river of time and space in the sky: Could this person have studied materials science before?
He pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. He could only write down what he felt in detail.
Hensley and Phillips seemed to want to follow them, but were stopped by Mo Bichenxin: "Sorry, outsiders are not welcome to enter the Lord's Mansion!" They were reasonable enough and did not ask why Hill could enter.
It seems that even though he did a lot of things for William, Hensley is still just an errand boy and doesn't know many things. And Phillips is probably not as good as Hensley.
Hill ignored the people who looked at him eagerly and walked into the city lord's mansion without looking back.
Then I looked at the empty room and had nothing to say for a moment.
Mo Bichen, who followed him in, scratched his head: "Hey, I usually use it as a transit. After they all arrive, the women in the family will come over to decorate it."
Hill looked at this, and it almost turned into a three-story building like a castle, and he was filled with emotion. The gods are indeed the embodiment of certain rules. This is almost a hundred times the expansion space, and it is so stable and harmless, even if it is
It is also difficult for a legendary mage to do it with his own strength.
He could sense that this was a power inspired by the space monster's innate ability.
In Fran's hands, there is the shell of this kind of monster that fell off after it reached legend. Hill has seen it before.
But the power of the gods makes this house stronger than even that legendary material.
Hill glanced at Mobi Chenxin and asked: "If there are any fragments of the wall here in the future, can you sell them to me? I will charge a higher price than the legendary materials."
"You mean the materials in this room?" Mo Bichen suddenly thought of something and jumped up, "Wait a minute, let me take a look."
He rushed upstairs, then kicked down again, and took out a few pieces of broken materials from his bag: "Last time they fought in the house, the ceiling upstairs cracked, and a few pieces fell down.
Because the top was quite thick and it wasn’t broken enough to see the sky, I didn’t care.
Mr. Hill, do you think this material is the same as the wall?
Do you want it?"
Hill held his breath, seeing these pieces of identical materials, the God of Time and Space is so generous!
He couldn't help but ask: "This material is very precious and has never appeared before. Don't you plan to keep it?"
"Mr. Hill, we will never have that kind of manufacturing master.
No one would waste time learning alchemy.
Do you know the people in Black Rose? Apart from a few pharmaceutical people, do any of them want to learn how to make equipment?
It takes too much time!" Mo Bichen replied seriously, "Anyway, it will be exchanged with others, or sold, and then bought more powerful weapons.
But I heard William once say that the most powerful alchemist master in Salar is Mr. Fran, right?
Weapon masters and equipment masters basically serve the great knights. The sky knights have very few weapons and are of no use to us.
And we don't need money, and there's no point in selling it, but we need weapons and equipment very much!" Hill lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Okay, I will notify Uncle Adrian to get the materials, and then put the weapons and equipment in my grandfather's weapons and equipment warehouse.
Bring everything and you can choose the items yourself."
He glanced at Mo Bichenxin: "Especially for mages, their elemental weapons will be better!
And your space warlock's weapons are probably only available from my grandfather. He made some using space crystals some time ago.
As for the knight swordsmen, the armor is better. Grandpa doesn't like knight guns very much." Hill suddenly thought: "Are you going to use a staff to replace our seal ring? Uncle Adrian can do it.
Help you transform it.
You can choose the attributes you need first." Mo Bichenxin was very happy: "Great! We are going to play a family competition, which is what we need!",
Hill asked in surprise: "When? In that arena?"
"Yes, there are only single practice matches now.
The official competition is said to have to wait until one month after the people summoned by Haifa Saldo come in."
In other words, after new people come in, do they first have to watch the previous people compete in the arena?
Hill nodded: "It would be nice if we were allowed to watch it too."
"I don't know yet. It is said that we have to buy tickets to enter if we want to see it."
Mo Bichenxin took out his tablet: "Our people have arrived. Many from the alliance have also followed.
After all, it is difficult to find so many magical beasts in Salar, and everyone is tired of completing tasks."
"Did you go directly down there?"
"Yes, I have to go down too." Mo Bichen smiled heartily, "I'll just close the door. No one can come in here except members of our family."
Hill nodded: "I'll open the store too.
Have you set up the commercial area?”
"The left side of the city lord's mansion is left for them to build their own houses for fun.
The right half is open for anyone to use." Mo Bichenxin said simply and rudely, "We will open a few small shops on the other half.
I also made a reservation for the core store from Mr. Farlan. Fortunately, I didn’t wait.”
Hill was simply shocked: "Aren't you going to collect business tax? Use it casually?"
"The undead can only set up stalls!" Mo Bichenxin said, "Not many people dare to open a shop in a family territory like ours.
Maybe it will be broken one day!
There is no need to collect taxes from my own people, I just set the rules not to welcome anyone."
He smiled slyly: "It's best if some of the families think it's not worth it and quit the gang!"
Hill shook his head, still not accustomed to the thinking mode of these players who have been fighting all year round.
He took out a piece of spell paper, wrote down the value of the materials and the amount that could be redeemed, signed his name and handed it to Mo Bichenxin: "Keep this away and you will see for yourself when the time comes.
I will make an agreement with Uncle Adrian, and if you choose more than these quantities, you will be allowed to purchase them with crystal stones!"
Mo Bichenxin put away the paper in surprise: "So formal!
It would be best if you can buy it! Otherwise I won’t be able to arrange for someone when the time comes.
Then just focus on the main team. The others will pay for it themselves!"
Hill glanced at him: "Even if you are familiar with it, you still need transaction certificates.
Even if the undead are so powerful, no one without self-interest would dare to offend you.
After all, they can still escape to other countries!"
Mo Bichen nodded in his heart: "I understand. We have not done any large-scale transactions with anyone other than Mr. Hill and you.
Some of them were deceived, but those cheaters were beaten to death.
Yes, if the value is too high, the scammer’s level will be high and he can escape the country!
We can't go outside yet!
Just like the ones outside, they can run, right?"
Hill nodded speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
Fortunately, he had erected an isolation barrier for the sake of the transaction, so those outside could not hear what Mo Bi Chenxin said.
But compared to Perfect Baldhead and Xueyunfeng, this Mobi Chenxin seems to have a clearer distinction between love and hate.
If you hate someone, you really can't see the good in anyone at all.
Hill said quietly: "You won't allow them to open a store here, right?"
"Xue Yunfeng told me that they will pay a high price." Mo Bichenxin said, "Anyone can go there, I don't care about them.
It won’t affect Mr. Hill, right?”
"No." Hill shook his head, "When Uncle Adrian comes, he will bring a few businessmen with him. They will stay here and keep buying.
But our prices have always been what they are now and will not change.
You should sell it to them first!
We are not that anxious yet.”
Mo Bichen smiled heartily: "That's good."
When the two people walked out of the door, Hensley greeted them: "Mr. Mo Bichenxin, don't you know where we can build a house?"
Mo Bichenxin glanced at him and pointed to the right: "Anyone can build the second half on the right.
But in the future, if there are more undead people, they will also set up stalls there."
Hensley smiled: "That's even better! It is said that the undead have many kinds of things, many of which are rare."
Miss Carl came up, looked at Hill and said, "It is said that Mr. Bolaño only spent 5 million to buy the Tears of the Saint for Mr. Adrian! He is so envious of us people."
Mo Bichenxin completely ignored these two people: "Mr. Hill, if there are still tears, do you still want them?
That guy William is only willing to pay 300,000 for merit, which is too much!"
Hill smiled and nodded: "Of course. I want it anytime. The 'Goddess Smile' made by my grandfather is very popular."
Mo Bichen closed the door in his heart: "Then I'll go down too. Mr. Hill, if you need anything, you can come down and see me at any time."
Anyway, it’s either me, Xueyunfeng or Yuluofenchen, there must be some unlucky guy staying in the hall to take care of things.”
"Okay." Hill nodded: "Uncle Adrian should be here tomorrow."
Mo Bichenxin waved his hand and flew down without looking back.
"Mr. Bolaño, why is Mr. Adrian coming?" Hensley asked.
"Since we have a fixed territory here, there is no need for me to stay here for a long time to purchase materials." Hill looked at Hensley, who narrowed his eyes: "Uncle Adrian will bring some apprentices to open a grocery store."
"Master Flan, the caravan you raised is really useful now!" Hensley sighed: "We are all cooperating with other chambers of commerce, now we have to step in on our own.
After all, there are not enough mage apprentices."
Aren’t you very happy that you used to be supported by the royal family as apprentices? Hill complained, it’s a pity that William took them all back at this time, right?
Miss Carl took a few steps back and pushed Phillips up: "Mr. Bolaño, let's choose a place first."
Hill glanced at the two of them and said, "Please."
