Wang Wan'er smiled: "Have you forgotten that my junior uncle is an expert in dealing with the devil? In order to let the devil be my daddy, my junior junior uncle signed a contract consisting of fifteen chapters. Every day
There are three to eight articles in one chapter, and each article is divided into three to fifteen sections, and each section is further divided into..."
Elizabeth: "Just tell me how long this contract is. Tell me the number of words."
Wang: "My junior uncle said there are 110,000 words."
When Xiaobai heard this number of words, he lay down on the ground again: "You might as well kill me if you let me read so many words!"
Elizabeth: "Actually, I think it's very rare for a Druid who is close to nature to be literate, and you're also a werewolf."
Xiaobai: "If a druid wants to read classics, of course he must be literate. Not only do I know the characters of Common Language, but I also know the ancient runes. It is said that a great druid left the rules long, long ago.
When he and his old father took risks, they relied on the runes he knew to save the day."
Wang: "Hey, this is the first time I heard it. If you have time..."
Rosalie interrupted him and brought the topic back to the contract with the devil: "One hundred and ten thousand words, Monrovia's Royal Code only has this number of words."
Wang: "That shows that the legal system of the plane of Gralia is still relatively rudimentary."
Rosalie: "Yes, we are uncivilized primitives from a backward plane anyway. How about, is the body of primitives still suitable for the taste of the Planeswalker?"
Wang: "Not bad."
Elizabeth: "Let's talk about how to resurrect Flint. Are you also going to write a 110,000-word prayer?"
Wang: "No, that's impossible. The duration of the spell stipulates that you can't recite the prayer for too long. Otherwise, when the spell time is up, it will fulfill your wish according to the words you have finished reciting so far. This kind of wish cannot be completed.
Under such circumstances, many strange and bizarre results will occur.”
Gotrick suddenly said: "What kind of result?"
Wang: "If the wish is fulfilled, at least it can be achieved through strange means. For example, if you make a wish and say you want to be smart, your forehead will become very bright, because the common words "smart" and "very bright" are the same.
word.
"If a wish is not completed, there will be many terrible consequences. The statement of the wish is usually an imperative sentence, and the object of the imperative sentence is usually at the end. If the wish is not completed, your wish may be realized on something inexplicable.
"For example, our wish is to recover Flint's body. If not, we might recover a great arcanist from the Cyclops Empire period."
Xiaobai: "Wait a minute, can you do such an outrageous thing?"
Wang: "It's generally not possible. The more outrageous the wish, the higher the possibility of strange results. Sometimes it will even reverse the wishes of the person who made the wish. The absence of a wish is also a form of wish fulfillment.
"Of course, I guarantee that the wish to just restore the corpse destroyed by the withering spell to its original appearance must be within the scope of the limited wish spell."
Rosalie continued: "You just need to describe your wishes accurately and without ambiguity."
Wang: "Yes, so I plan to pray in dragon language. There is no ambiguity in dragon language and it is extremely accurate. In addition, the reason why my little uncle made such a long contract is mainly because it is an intellectual game between him and the devil.
The devil tends to make long and complicated clauses, and in the process involves the contractor.
"But I am different. I am going to use the shortest possible sentences. After all, there is no ambiguity in dragon language. In this case, shortening the sentences can convey the meaning as accurately as possible."
Nini: "But wouldn't that make the definition broader? For example, if you say 'recovering Flint's body,' would it mean that the bodies of people named Flint in the entire world would be recovered at once?"
Xiaobai: "It's also possible to turn Flint's body into the same shape as when he was just killed by the withering spell."
Wang: "I'm going to say, 'Change the cause of death of the Flint we know into a fall.' Don't you know other Flint people? No, to be on the safe side, we should say 'The dwarf Flint we know.
'..."
Rosalie: "I have a hunch that your attributive will become longer and longer."
Wang: "No, that's enough. Dragon language is the biggest guarantee. The devil never uses dragon language to make a contract, because there is no ambiguity and the room for manipulation is too small."
Elizabeth: "Wait a minute, you mean even the dragon language can be manipulated by the devil?"
Wang spread his hands and said: "That's the devil! His goal is always to use complicated terms to deceive the contractor and take the soul of the contractor as his own.
"But the devil is much better than the devil. It will definitely abide by the contract, so as long as you are smart enough and can defeat the devil when making the contract, you can use the devil as a servant, just like my little uncle."
Xiaobai: "I understand, your little uncle is the devil's nemesis."
Wang: "There is a huge difference between my little uncle and the devil."
"What's the difference?" Elizabeth asked curiously.
Wang: "My little uncle will break the contract, but the devil will not."
"Then he's not as good as a devil! He's just a smart bad guy!" Xiaobai complained dutifully.
Wang: "Anyway, let's start as soon as possible. I want to take out Flint's body now..."
He looked at the Pelican Gang and the refugees who were watching, and said to Rosalie: "You arrange their work first and do what they can do at the moment."
Rosalie: "Okay, first arrest the people who want to be deported and keep them under strict supervision."
Wang turned to the team members and said: "Let's go to the central control room, where we can resurrect the dwarves without interruption."
At this time, the leader of the shadow thieves suddenly appeared: "Your Excellency, the city lord, we will land later, and we will have a few people down."
Wang: "Go back and report the news?"
"Of course, after all, such a big thing happened. And our carrier pigeons were all destroyed in the undead frenzy. We can only send people to physically deliver the message."
King: "This is a country in the river basin. There are no serious roads. We all rely on water networks for transportation."
Shadow Thief Leader: "Actually, there are still some. There are shoals next to the waterway. You can ride horses and wade through the water."
King: “What about your horses?”
The shadow thief smiled: "Don't worry about it."
Wang: "Okay, but are you all going to leave? You have to leave one or two people, right? I hope to keep the ones who are most familiar with the situation in Qianshui City. We also hope that you can identify the bad guys who sold moon candy. There are also people like those who have just been confirmed to be exiled.
A guy like Crowe."
When Crowe heard his name mentioned again, he quickly shouted: "I was wronged!"
Wang ignored his reaction.
Shadow Thief: "We really have to keep two people. After all, the information on the floating city will be the most valuable information in the world in the future."
Wang: "That's okay. You can help Granny Haseer now."
Rosalie: "By the way, Granny Hasil can no longer be called the leader of the Pelican Gang. She must have a formal title."
Wang: "How about I make her a lord?"
Rosalie: "Yes. But this cannot be sealed verbally. Titles are only meaningful if there is a sense of pomp and ceremony. I suggest arranging a ceremony."
Wang looked at the floating island ground surrounded by only tents: "I think it is a huge difficulty to create a scene in this situation."
Rosalie smiled: "Leave it to me."
"Okay, let's go resurrect the dwarf. Come on. By the way, Nini will stay on the ground and be your bodyguard."
At this time, Oscar appeared limping. She was seriously injured and was forcibly carried back by the healing technique. Then her body was severely exhausted and she fell asleep.
Wang: "I thought you would sleep for at least three days."
Oscar: "I thought so too, but I had a nightmare. I dreamed that the vigilante group I trained was basically broken, so I was so scared that I sat up."
Rosalie: "That's not a nightmare. Indeed, there are only a dozen survivors in your vigilante group."
Oscar covered his face: "How could this happen... Where is the grave of the deceased?"
Rosalie: "Well, I haven't buried him yet because too many things have happened... We will arrange for someone to bury him right now! Calm down!"
Oscar squatted down, covered his face and cried emotionally.
Wang looked at her and mouthed to Rosalie: "Take care of your sister, we are going down."
Rosalie nodded.
**
In the central control room, Wang took out Flint's body.
He was very careful, fearing that Flint would break into pieces - the bodies of people killed by the withering technique were completely dehydrated and brittle, and would break into pieces if they were not careful.
However, when he put the dwarf down, he still heard a discordant sound.
Xiaobai's ears twitched and he said: "It feels like some parts are broken. If you open his armor now, you will see the dwarf's broken pieces."
Wang: "Fortunately he has this full body armor."
As he spoke, he took out the limited wish-making scroll he obtained from Elzam and took a deep breath.
"I'm going to tear up the scroll, please don't say anything later! Although the person who tears the scroll is the subject of the wish, who knows if this magic will take your words into account."
Xiaobai: "Then if I shout 'pork ribs' after you tear open the scroll, will a piece of pork ribs appear?"
King: "If you dare to do this, I will use the Death Ring of Law on you."
"I'm sorry." Xiaobai stood at attention and then lowered his head.
Wang took another deep breath and tore open the scroll.
"Change the cause of death of the Flint we know to death by falling from the first floor!"
Elizabeth: "Hey, did you elaborate on the cause of death...can you speak now?"
The next moment, light instantly enveloped Flint's body.
The next moment, his head tilted with a click.
The skin that looked like old tree bark caused by the withering technique became plump again and was covered with bruises.
Xiaobai: "It doesn't look like he fell to death, but that he was hit by two giants like ping pong balls after falling."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Common Language modal particle appeared on the dwarf's face: Huh.
Elizabeth: "Huh?"
Wang: "Your initial exclamation was regarded as part of your wish!"
Elizabeth: "Huh?"
Xiaobai: "Hahahahaha, you should say 'Oh yeah'!"
Wang shook his head: "Come on, this is not bad."
As he spoke, he took out the resurrection scroll, tore it open without hesitation, and then pressed his lighted right hand on the dwarf's body.