Chapter 115 115. The trace of the crow
Croya fell with the help of the feather of the wind spirit.
He glanced at the sea stone flowers piled next to him and waved his hand. Immediately, three pairs of mage hands began to carry them and put them into the reservoir for planting.
Concerning the construction of freshwater filtration reservoirs, Cloya has already had a perfect idea, and now it is just a matter of implementing it.
While controlling the mage's hand, Croya added magic power to his voice and said loudly: "I am very satisfied with your results, just like what I promised you.
I A fresh water reservoir will be built. You can use the fresh water inside at will."
As he spoke, he glanced at Rob.
The latter immediately understood.
Respectfully said: "Mr. Master, Samuel collected a total of 700 kilograms of sea stone flowers this time, and he deserves to be the first!"
As he said that, he gave Samuel a gentle push.
Samuel staggered a little, mustered up his courage, looked at Croya, and knelt down: "Sir, sir!"
"Don't be nervous." Croya smiled slightly: " You completed the task I assigned perfectly.
You dived into the seabed to search for it for several dark nights. Regardless of your hard work, the sea and the fish recorded your efforts and told me. ”
< br>"You deserve to be rewarded."
"Tell me about any wish, this is your reward."
The mage's words immediately aroused everyone's amazement and disbelief. --desire?
A wish promised by an extremely powerful mage!
Their emotions were suddenly aroused - anticipation, desire, surprise, joy, jealousy...
A variety of emotional sounds emerged one after another.
Although the sounds of the music are different, they harmonize and resonate with each other, and they can play a movement together, a movement called... human emotions.
Kloya, who listened quietly and felt the movement, seemed to have some realization, and the fog covering the second chapter was lifted a little bit.
You can barely see its name clearly: Symphony.
‘Is a symphony... just a symphony? ’ Croya was a little confused.
It stands to reason that the first few, whether they are red chorus, tranquil serenade, or orange carol, all have the preceding prefix.
Only this one is called a symphony.
Is the simpler the name more special?
Kloya instinctively felt that this thing might not be as simple as imagined, but he really couldn't read and study now, so he had to give up.
However, it has been proven that it is indeed useful.
He had not originally thought about how to develop his territory, but suddenly he had an idea - did he need to recruit more people?
To be honest, this idea is actually a bit difficult.
Any wise lord must know the importance of population, unless he buys slaves in large quantities from merchants who specialize in selling slaves.
It is really difficult to start with these lords around you.
‘Then let’s find a slave merchant. ’
As the territory gradually develops, there will definitely be things that need people to do, and there is no harm in having more people.
After he made this decision, he looked at Samir in front of him.
At this time, just one minute has passed.
The latter seemed to have thought carefully before praying: "Master Mage, can you teach us how to build a house.
It can protect us from wind and rain, and we don't have to endure the heat of summer. And the possible coldness in winter."
When he made this wish, the emotions of everyone present almost turned into shock - Samuel didn't make a wish for himself?
Is Samir praying to the lord for knowledge and gifts for us?
They were immediately moved.
After Croya sensed these emotions, he nodded slightly: "Yes."
"If this is your wish."
He gathered his magic power , lightly stepped on the ground.
The white sand on the surrounding beaches suddenly gathered together, like building blocks held up by invisible hands, and soon formed a house, a very ordinary bungalow.
A very typical European-style cabin, two stories high and surrounded by fences.
If it were placed in some simulation business games, it would probably be a basic building that can be unlocked without spending money, which is very ordinary.
But for these people who build their houses entirely with stones and thatch, when have they ever seen such a neat house?
Especially the white sand walls make the house very clean.
Just a simple color can make the house look particularly fresh and refined, making people unable to take their eyes away.
They fell in love with the house almost immediately.
Chloë pointed to the house: "I promise you that after it is built, as long as you work hard, you will not feel hot in summer and cold in winter.
You can get drinking water anytime and anywhere, and you can wash away the fatigue of the day when you return home at night, and sleep in an absolutely safe and comfortable environment."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's emotions changed. They immediately became restless and fanatical - this sounds very simple, but... isn't such a simple and happy day what every one of them is looking forward to?
“Thank you, Lord!”
As Samuel knelt down again, people also knelt down.
But this time Croya felt a little uncomfortable, and it was that familiar feeling again, similar to the feeling of faith and prayer.
This music will disturb his magic and even put chains on him, making him respond for the sake of response.
"This is the wish he made to me." Croya glanced at the crowd and said in a serious tone: "I am not a god, nor will I send down favors and miracles at will.
He was able to make a wish to me all because of his own efforts.
The same goes for you.
No matter who can complete my tasks and produce results that satisfy me, I will reward them. ”
This time he even used magic power, and his voice echoed in everyone’s ears, as if it was imprinted into their minds.
He didn’t want people in the territory to What kind of god does he worship? Relying on higher-level miracles will only make him more lazy and unprogressive, just like the story of the Empty Ark he once saw.
Kloya thought now. What you get from it is knowledge and magic plants that can be applied at will.
...
When Croya said this.
Lake bottom.
The mushroom in the center, wrapped in the stars and the moon by the fireflies praying for light, trembled slightly.
A platinum-gold ring shadow emerged on the mushroom.
The halo of light flows on it, and the light is composed of circular and square particles, intertwined and gathered.
In the end, an extremely dazzling floating city was vaguely formed, with various high-rise buildings, gardens, oceans and grasslands...
Almost all landforms are found in it.
Although it is only a very vague shadow, you can still see the beauty and artistry of those buildings. It is so beautiful that it does not look like a miracle city that should appear in the world.
It is held up by the light emitted by the platinum gold ring, which is more dazzling than the Kingdom of God.
The angel was awakened by the movement of the platinum ring.
He flew around the city in confusion, just like the fireflies dancing around the circle.
This situation lasted for about ten minutes.
What is very strange is that neither Kabamon nor the Mu Yaoqu Vine King who stayed here to guard this place noticed anything strange at all.
As time passed by, the ring gradually dimmed.
It is like a giant that is trying its best to lift the city but is getting older. Because of its dimness, the city also dims.
A silver gauze as blurry as moonlight seemed to appear on the surface of the city, gently covering this miraculous city.
Only one of the gardens was left looming, and the various magic plants and flowers inside seemed to be resisting the moonlight, but they were unable to stop it for long.
Eventually, the garden disappeared too.
The angel returned to the mushroom, but did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he stared at the sky as if murmuring:
"A miracle..."
"Tie to one person. ”
After saying these two sentences, He fell directly to sleep.
All the scenery disappeared, and the bottom of the lake became calm again.
……
The other side.
Chloe has finished the things on the sea and is bringing a few lucky people to the underwater ranch.
He taught them how to pick magic crystal flowers, and told them to take good care of the sheep, chickens, ducks and so on at the bottom of the sea.
The lucky ones nodded naturally.
This is a great honor!
Although they vaguely heard that the lord built a ranch under the sea, they never expected that it would be such a ranch.
Now the total area of the air coral base has reached ten acres. It may not be a particularly large pasture on land, but what about on the seabed?
Blue sheep, black-feathered chickens, and fish-tailed sea ducks walked comfortably in the green grass, lowering their heads to take a bite of the grass from time to time.
Bright sunlight shines down at intervals in the distance, which is quiet and beautiful.
God knows how shocked they were when they saw this scene. They even wished they could transform into these sheep, chickens and ducks.
A human being is worse than a sheep, chicken, or duck!
One of the short, middle-aged men who had been a mercenary looked at this scene and suddenly remembered something.
He did not hesitate, walked behind Croya, and said respectfully: "Lord, I have something to report to you!"
"Yes." Croya nodded: "Tell me."
He was in a really good mood today, so he wanted to hear if there were any surprises.
In the end, this unattractive middle-aged man really gave him a surprise!
“Sir, when I went to sea yesterday, I discovered a moving island in the sea about ten miles to the north.
There seems to be grass like yours on it, and there are also the crows you asked to find! "
Hearing what he said, Croya suddenly understood. No wonder the origin of those crows has not been found.
It turns out that they are on a moving island.
Moving islands, crows, and the possible existence of artificial magic trees and ancient grass fungi...
Together, these things seem to have to be seen in person
( End of chapter)