Chapter 942: Difficult to choose a name
The earth is fragmented, with thousands of ravines. The unknown mountains of corpses and seas of blood that were once piled up are now gone without a trace. There is not even a hair left on the ground.
Countless people who coveted the wealth of the corpse looked at each other. What kind of battle between strong men was this? All the material within a radius of hundreds of miles was wiped out.
what to do?
The Silent City was said to have disappeared by the second apostle himself, and the battlefield of corpses was inexplicably empty. So why did you come to the underground center?
Take a trip to Attropika and explore the mysteries of its stone monuments?
It's a good idea, but the giant beast travels around the demon world, and the sea route is inevitable along the way. It has sunk into the sea not long ago. Although the next stop should be Central Park, the specific landing place is completely unknown.
The resources in the orbital center are quite good. They are neither as cold as Quest nor as weird as Boronx. Especially the hidden Terra Stone veins are coveted by the Kaxiu sect.
The Terra Stone resources in the Harlem Zone Quarantine are only about one-fifth of the amount in the Metro Center.
There are some people with keen minds who want to take advantage of the chaos to gather a force, establish themselves on the mountain, and enclose the land to become kings.
However, the stronger top forces in the demon world have gradually sent people to settle in. One is the Kaxiu sect who is afraid of the chaos in the demon world. They are not afraid of causing trouble everywhere, and there is... the second agreement!
When attacking the Silent City in the past, Smilla used ocean-like elemental elves to sacrifice, and then annihilated the manufacturer's mechanical torrent.
The original reward condition given by Ron, the leader of Tarakuta, was to allow the second promise to move to a new land of survival, away from the cold Quest.
Although Smilla was disdainful, the old man always wanted to maintain the balance of the demon world. He seemed to be a pacifist, but in fact he was just a person with vested interests and did not want to give up the cake in his hand at will.
But despite being despised, the second promise still gave him a chance to move safely, and in the perception of most people in the demon world, the future master of the Earth Orbital Center should also be the second promise.
They have mastered the Ring of Dominance and possess the most terrifying elemental elf tactics of sacrifice flow. Their numerical suppression is a joke to the second promise.
The Kaxiu sect is too far away from the center of the subway. There is an obstructive Central Park and the wind zone in between. It is really out of reach. The most they can do is tear off a piece of meat and fill their stomachs.
Of course, Ron would not just let go of this extremely tempting piece of meat. He would definitely try his best to extract some price from the second promise.
That old man is very greedy.
In short, the powerful figures in the demon world have begun to reach towards the center of the earth with their greedy palms, hoping to get a piece of meat and a share of the pie.
Just when most of the forces were exploring the source of the sword energy, a shocking news suddenly broke out. The Terra Stone vein in the center of the orbit has the largest reserve in the demon world, and its location has been discovered!
While it was bustling and noisy, and many forces in the demon world were excited, running around, fighting and bleeding, Ye Lin was still busy building houses, opening up wasteland, and digging ponds~
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"Boss, it's so troublesome to choose a name. I'm losing my hair."
Mo Mei muttered. Today she had a single ponytail that symbolized youthful vitality. Her cheongsam was also changed into a neat tights. She was holding a thick dictionary in her arms. Her delicate and pretty little face was now pitiful. The appearance of Xi.
Nearly half of the little aliens don't have a formal name. Maybe they originally had one, but because their parents passed away and they were too young to remember it, they have long been forgotten.
So the first and most difficult problem in settling these little guys is naming them!
Not only her, but Mavis and the others were also holding a dictionary, rolling their eyes helplessly, racking their brains to think of names.
The only one who is leisurely is Feng Ying. As a well-known bad namer, the names she gives are no longer down-to-earth and tacky, but directly lead to the underworld.
Name is a very important thing in life and cannot be taken lightly.
A little girl from the alien race had a small plastic flower tied to her short hair, her ears twitching, and she kissed Siatt gently on the cheek. She had just received a nice name, and she was already saying it with joy. Countless times.
In order to prevent her from forgetting, Siatt also wrote a note for her to hide.
Ye Lin also wanted to go over and kiss her, but she stepped on the sole of his foot and gasped in pain.
"When it comes to naming, you can just open a dictionary and point to a word, and then open it again and point to another word to form a short name~"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Mei gave him a look. She also knew that this guy was probably about the same level as Feng Ying, so she said helplessly: "Boss, if you have nothing to do, the director is building a new dormitory over there, it seems. Lack of materials.”
The place for the little aliens with animal ears to live will no longer be shabby tents, but large wooden houses that keep warm and provide shelter from the rain. There are three rows of houses with separate double-decker wooden beds inside. They are a bit like Principal Shalan’s school, but there are fifty people living in each house. There is no way, they are all little ones and there are many people, so let’s make do with it first.
Moreover, one of the special things about the alien tribe is that although they are young, they are very energetic. The curator originally did not want to use "child labor", but when these children heard that the houses were built for themselves, they all became uneasy.
Everyone is trying their best to help, even if it is to move a brick. Except for those who are sick, almost no one has time to spare.
Ears twitching, tail curved, a sea of animal ears.
As for the craftsmen's problem, they asked some orcs to help, with payment and food.
The curator looked around with the construction drawings and found that the place where the aliens lived and the school were relatively far away from the current location of Silent City, where the new manor was built.
If you don't stay farther away, your life may be affected.
After seeing him wandering back leisurely, the curator looked at him and found that he was not injured, then he felt relieved, waved and said with a smile: "We don't have enough wood, please help make some."
"Ah? I am Wuxuan from the beginning! I am the ancestor of plants, I am..."
"Don't be poor, I know you are sharp-tongued." The curator rolled her eyes at him charmingly. The mature and plump beautiful young woman immediately made him have the urge to top up his money.
After nodding heavily in agreement, several plant seedlings suddenly appeared on the ground, and then grew taller and thicker at an incredible speed, erecting their tough trunks.
Then Ye Lin casually waved his hand, and the trees were cut into neat pieces of wood by the sword energy. After several repetitions, the suitable wood was piled up into a hill.
It was almost enough. The curator nodded with satisfaction, put away the construction drawings, and smiled: "By the way, let me tell you something, I want to..."
"Go back and talk slowly."
He did not reach out to touch the curator's body, but the entire space had moved quickly, and the two of them had appeared inside EX Dornier, in the library at the end of the corridor.
"I think that when we go back to heaven, the supplies we have prepared are still not complete. We have to ask Mr. Marin to help prepare some and loosen our teeth!"
The curator's beautiful back was tightly leaning on the wooden door, with his head tilted, his face as red as a cloud, and his voice hoarse. She pushed his head with warm and gentle palms, trying to push away his appetite for justice, but this person was secretly doing evil. Once she wanted to If you want to push it away, your teeth will immediately bite the fruit and pull it outward, causing slight pain and numbness.
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A long time ago, when Ma Lin went to Arad to ask for help, one of the rewards she gave was to develop an exclusive and convenient trade route for the Chamber of Commerce.
Later, Celia relied on the Iron Scale Salvage Team to cooperate with the royal family, making a win-win situation and making a lot of money. She has always been the chief maid, Ma Lin, in charge of matters in the heaven.
As a result, Ma Lin once inadvertently complained to the curator that she could hardly tell whether her boss was Alijie or Celia.
Therefore, when it comes to raising basic supplies, since the quantities required are large, we have to ask Lady Marin to help.
Satisfied to replenish the energy of justice, Ye Lin slowly smacked his lips as if he had endless aftertaste. Under the angry eyes of the curator, he grasped the sense of justice and whispered: "Do you want me to go back with you?"
"No! Rousselot has already spread the news about the Terra Stone veins. You will be busy next."
The close-fitting GBL teaching uniform has slits on the right thigh. Due to the careful design, the smooth and beautiful calf will not be exposed when walking.
Ye Lin turned his palm and patted the fat. This was some kind of hint. He had already understood and acted in a tacit understanding. The curator, with his mature and elegant demeanor and charming charm, slowly raised his plump and beautiful legs like snow and fat, as if ballet music.
The small semi-hollow style headband no longer covers the payment channel for tuition fees. It is moist and shiny, making the journey smooth.
The curator raised his head and snorted, then weakly punched his shoulder a few times.
Maybe because I am a secretary, I collect money more frequently than Kelly. The narrow little wallet seems to have a unique sign of becoming more suitable and tight.
(End of chapter)