Under the blue sea and sky, a silver-white beach spreads into the distance, and the surging waves gently lap on the shore. Lingnu transforms into a hot girl, wearing a bikini and chasing back and forth, laughing and playing.
Zhou Qingfeng was lying on a beach chair, with seven goblins singing softly beside him. The black cat meowed back and forth on the beach, chasing a volleyball. The tree spirit Irene, wearing a leaf costume, was giving him
Get a massage.
Ah..., Zhou Qingfeng let out a shrill scream, "Irene, I asked you to beat your thighs, not to pinch me. The movements must be gentle and the techniques must be graceful. I have a set of 108 Wan-style service tricks here.
'I can teach it to you."
Erin curled her lips and pressed harder.
'Shiying' stood outside the 'Gate of True Knowledge', with the monster's head poking in and out. It was extremely curious about the wonders on the beach and asked: "Master, is this made with the 'Illusion Core' of the mystery monster?"
It feels good, can I come in and play?"
Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "I'm enjoying my vacation, what are you doing here, you evil undead? I have sunshine, sandy beaches, and rough waves, what a beautiful world. Don't get in here with a handful of rotten bones, it will ruin the scenery just thinking about it."
Hum..., 'Shi Ying' shouted angrily: "Every time you charge to death, let me go. If good things happen, let me step aside. Is there a more unscrupulous master in the world than you? I also want to take a vacation.
ah."
"You idiot, you are just taking a ghost vacation. Don't make me laugh. Go to the underworld and play by yourself." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand and closed the door.
'Jiying' was muttering outside and took a long time to leave.
The Mechanical Demon Girl came over from the alchemy workshop, holding a cup of cold drink frozen with arcane magic, and offered it to Zhou Qingfeng, "Master, the frozen milk tea you want."
The black cat meowed over and jumped on the lounge chair, staring at the cold drink with its round eyes. Zhou Qingfeng picked up the milk tea, stroked the cat, and sighed comfortably: "Oh, this life is so easy, so wonderful.
Already."
The tree spirit Irene, who was performing the 'wang-style service', rolled her eyes and deliberately pinched Zhou Qingfeng again. The latter screamed in pain again, which actually caused the little fairies to burst into laughter.
"Irene, can you grow watermelons?" Zhou Qingfeng asked his dryad maid.
"As long as it is a plant, I will grow it." Irene replied.
Zhou Qingfeng was overjoyed, "That's great. We will get more soil in the future and cover hundreds of hectares of land within the Gate of True Knowledge. Watermelons, mangoes, pears, apples, strawberries, bananas, cherries, all the fruits and vegetables that can be grown can be grown here."
Grow me one."
Eileen said curiously: "Master, there is a demiplane inside the Gate of True Knowledge. Unless you anchor it on the main material plane, otherwise we will only have the more than one hundred square meters of space in the 'Alchemy Workshop' as a physical entity.
Besides, don’t you want a beautiful garden? I like big trees and vines, flowers and green grass. But you just want a vegetable patch.”
"Uh..., forget about anchoring. I still have to carry the five-pointed star pendant everywhere. But we will definitely have a vegetable patch in the future. We can plant some flowers, plants and trees to decorate it. But the main thing is that it must be edible.
."
"Master, gluttony is a sin. Why do you like farming?"
"Oh, you also know that I am similar to those spiritual slaves and come from another plane. The nation I belong to naturally likes to farm."
Next to Zhou Qingfeng was a set of easels, and Book Charm Sophia was painting the scenery on the beach with a paintbrush in her hand. She suddenly said: "More than eight thousand years ago, the Luoyan Desert of Faerun was once a fertile and vast plain.
There is an Imasca civilization there, and the humans who make up its race come from other planes. According to historical records, they are just like you, the master, with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin."
ah......?
"Like me?" Zhou Qingfeng asked strangely: "Is that civilization still there?"
"They were destroyed three thousand years ago," Shu Mei said, "and the plains where they were located were turned into desert."
Oh..., Zhou Qingfeng felt disappointed.
Shu Mei continued: "There are many conquerors from other planes in Faerûn. They can always create splendid civilizations and countries for a period of time, and then decline and disappear. Very few can continue."
"How was the Imasca civilization destroyed?"
"Destroyed by the Mulan people. The Mulan people were slaves captured by the Imaskans from their original plane. They multiplied like goblins and constantly prayed to their original gods. The Mulan god finally crossed the plane barrier.
And come."
"Are the Imaskans just waiting to die? Don't they have any help from the gods?"
"The Imaskans don't believe in gods, but they worship their ancestors. They... are very similar to you, master, and they especially like farming. They relied on farming to expand, from a small tribe eight thousand years ago to a large empire.
.This may seem gentle, but in fact it is extremely violent.”
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head, feeling that the style of this story seemed a bit off. "How did the Imaskan civilization decline? Did they leave anything behind?"
"No, the Mulans tried every means to erase everything about the Imaskans. The buildings, books, monuments, cities, and even the population. Almost all the Imascans died. Their decline has become a secret.
."
"Almost all of them are dead? In other words, there are still some left."
"I don't know. Anyway, there is no record in the history books of the elves. Maybe the Imaskans are still lingering in a corner of the continent, maybe they have escaped back to their native plane, maybe they are completely finished."
Zhou Qingfeng was in a bad mood.
"What about the Mulans? Have they been destroyed?"
"After the destruction of the Imaskan civilization, the Mulan people soon had civil strife and split into multiple sects. They established several empires in the eastern border of Faerûn and fought against each other for thousands of years.
We don’t know much about their situation, after all, they are too far away. We only know that they are ruled by human god-kings, and the holy body similar to the gods descends.”
The continent of Faerûn is divided into east and west sides. The Icefield Mountains are to the north and east of the Western Territory. The "Northland" to which the Black Forest belongs is far away from several powerful civilizations in the Western Territory and is a very remote place.
"Master, what plane do you come from?" Shu Mei asked.
"I come from a plane without magic." Zhou Qingfeng sighed.
"No magic?" A group of maids were extremely surprised. Even the black cat who was stealing a cold drink stared wide-eyed and felt incredible. The tree spirit Irene whispered: "Such a plane must be very pitiful."
"Pull him down." Zhou Qingfeng sneered: "We don't have magic, but our world is much more comfortable."
Erin quickly asked: "In the master's original plane, was there anyone giving you a massage?"
"Uh..., no."
"Is someone singing to you?" the goblins asked.
"nor."
"Is there anyone to serve the master?" Mechanical Magic Girl asked.
"still none."
"Can someone live hundreds of years, travel through time and space, or become a god?"
"nothing."
Come on..., the maids all despised him.
Zhou Qingfeng sat up from the recliner, "But in the plane I belong to, ordinary people's lives are much better."
"Master, do you want to be an ordinary person?" the maids asked.
"Of course not."
"Then our world with magic is better." The maids said proudly.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Book Soul Sophia, "Have you finished the picture of the goddess swimsuit I want?"
Shu Mei curled her lips and moved the easel towards Zhou Qingfeng. "Master Victor, I never imagined that you would be so shameless. If you dedicate such a portrait to the goddess, your soul will never be forgiven."
With the alchemy workshop, it is easy to get some paints and canvases. As a book charmer who has been in the library for thousands of years, she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is definitely above the level of a first-class master.
So Zhou Qingfeng asked Shumei to draw several goddess statues. Different from the dignified and elegant style of past elven art masters, his request went in the direction of 404.
On the canvas, Angelis ran on the beach, played in the waves, and laughed happily between the sea and the sky. Zhou Qingfeng was very satisfied. He clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Okay, I can finally do the job."