Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 770 Missing Lynn of the Undead
Hill immersed himself in spell research to his heart's content, but when the lake over there was almost full, he put a lot of live fish into the water channel of the cave. He didn't know whether the fish in these pendants could adapt to the changes in the outside world, so Just put more.

It must be just an ordinary cold-water fish, after all, killing vines cannot do without blood.

Although the whitebait that Hill obtained from Lynn's father has grown up, there is no sign of breeding. Hill feels that the environment in the pendant is not suitable.

It will be fine when the demiplane is fully developed. He can completely copy the stream that Alessio had in the orchard, and there is not such a big place in the pendant now.

It sounded good, but in fact he just wanted to make his own carillon, preferably combined with a harp. During this period of time, he has been calculating whether it is possible to turn the harp column into a carlock like a lock picker.

Hill just thinks about it and finds it very interesting. It is usually used as a tool for singing and singing, but when necessary, just press a switch and pluck the strings to easily open all the boxes and all the doors.

Hey~ Which otaku never thought that he could be a chic Bond!

The more useless but cool something in reality, the more attractive it is to nerds. Anyway, the formal magic experiment will take a month to start. Hill simply plunged into the resonance of the scale and the scale.

The otaku mage lord once again fell into the inexplicable passion for experimentation, and the poor mayor Lynn could only take over the chaotic territory.

Although the two dragons told him that the threat posed by the giant dragon was gone, Lynn still took people to patrol the territory cautiously every day.

Fortunately, the dwarves and gnomes from the University City plunged into the dragon skin manufacturing workshop, and even the wizards who were at a loss went along with them.

Everyone knows the benefits of dragon skin products, but not everyone can encounter the real dragon skin. Most of the dragon skin gloves cherished by mages are actually made of the skin of sub-dragons or even dragon blood animals.

When the city security does not need anyone's help, these unstable factors have their own affairs to do, and Lynn is very satisfied.

His more recent troubles are those believers rescued by Goddess Aglaia.

Although most of them are bitter sailors and fishermen, there are still some minor nobles with some money and higher-level professionals.

Even being in the good camp doesn't mean that you are willing to live an ordinary life. Looking at the bustling city of Aglaia, and then looking at your own wooden thatched hut, anyone with a little ability will not be reconciled.

So after finally making sure that they are safe, these guys have to think about their future status.

Lynn has received countless letters from them during this period, all apparently fighting for the future rights and interests of the refugees, but in fact they are all for the opportunity to enter the ranks of municipal officials.

Lynn was still a little hesitant about this matter.

Toril people don't think there is any problem in striving for their own future. In this chaotic world, taking a step back may mean sinking. Lynn himself started from self-recommendation, and he has no aversion to these practices.

But he didn't know if he could trust these people.

The Shrine of Aglea was unexpectedly indifferent to its believers, and had no intention of accepting any priests or even priests at all, and Toril was actually very used to the guarantee of the church when hiring officials.

Generally speaking, except for the lord's relatives and friends, most of the officials in the territory come from the lord's own beliefs, or the temples he agrees with and the recommendations of nobles with good relationships.

Without Miril... Lynn would never have become the sheriff of the small town of Cuerva.

This is actually the basis for most lords to maintain control over their territories, but based on Lynn's understanding of Hill, he has no interest in these at all, and he doesn't want to have a group of flatterers around him.

Hill is more used to using puppets than servants.

Trasil seems to have their own way of cultivating officials. They pay more attention to the abilities of officials themselves, and the gods only have the power of monitoring to a certain extent.

Sounds nice, but not for Toril.

Lynn doesn't think that the hand of the gods can't reach Toril at all now, but for them, there is no need to waste so much divine power and time.

They would rather wait for the magic net to be repaired, even if it would leave their priests and priests completely at a loss as to what to do.

The church is indeed very important to the gods, but it is not an indispensable existence.

Lynn walked in the long corridor of the city hall, and glanced at the floating castle floating in mid-air: If the power of the source was really destroyed to such an extent that even the gods could do nothing, the floating castle would have fallen down long ago.

Hill's attitude is actually very obvious: Aglaia City just needs to take care of its own affairs, and don't do anything superfluous at all.

Lynn shook his head, he was so cautious every time he encountered something related to the gods.So the time in the future is the resurrection of the goddess of magic in the epic story?
He slowly made up his mind that even if the Toril people's beliefs are pious now, it doesn't mean they will be in the future. They have no reference value at all.

If the Aglaia Temple has the idea of ​​intervening in the city management, then Lynn is not unable to give up part of it. He is not a person with a strong desire to control, but since the daughter of Hill does not intend to deal with these believers at all, then He doesn't need to do extra things.

Let those refugees slowly build their own villages!
As a god, it is very good to be able to save their lives in times of crisis. If there are people who want to get more, with Trasil's personality, he will probably just give up such greedy believers. .

The gods of that world seem to dislike this kind of belief with other desires very much. If the worship of believers is not pure enough, they will not accept it at all.

Lynn felt a little unbelievable. If he had the chance, he hoped to go to Tra Hill to see the local customs there. It must be very interesting.

He quickly found several city guards and asked them to send a message to the refugees:

In the past Neverwinter Forest, it was not suitable for Aglaia to intervene, but now there is no need to make any concessions in the mountains between the two cities. Let him see if these capable people can take over the small village. into a new town.

The help that Aglaia can give them here is sufficient security and various basic materials sold at a low price, as well as permission that allows them to collect various resources in the territory.

Most importantly, until the refugee village became a town with a name and surname, Aglaia did not collect their taxes.

If there is such a good environment, these pretentious people still can't keep these civilians in the village, or they will be absorbed by Neverwinter and Waterdeep City, then it's no wonder Lynn didn't give them a chance.

Lynn sat silently on his desk thinking, when will the undead appear again?

Must we wait until the gods start returning to Toril?
In that case, he would have to hire someone to do some infrastructure work.

Although the cost of hiring the undead is relatively high, they work fast! It takes three years for 1000 ordinary people to build, but these undead people can finish it in a few days.

It seems that the one-time expenditure is very high, but in fact it is not much more than the three-year consumption, but the house can be moved in three years in advance, and anyone who can calculate a little will know who to choose.

Lynn picked up his workbook, and calculated the future project quantity with Martha again, and couldn't help but sigh: Don't do the greening project for now, druids always want to use magic on plants, Too dangerous.

The most important job now is to open some farmland to the east of the lake and dig a canal.

It happens that the refugees are short of money, and they will do it.

When no one can compete with Aglaia City for the territory, what should be occupied is still occupied, at worst, just sprinkle some seeds and plow into the field.

The rest will be rearranged after the undead come.

Fortunately, seeing Hill's attitude, the undead will still come.

By the way, Lynn suddenly remembered one thing, where did the artifact that was closely related to the undead go?

Here at Hill, of course.

After discovering that Toril's connection with the outside world was completely cut off, Hill quickly took him to the floating castle and put him in a small room covered with space crystals.

This diamond-shaped crystal should be just a split of the artifact in the hands of the God of Time and Space, so even if it has absorbed enough energy to return to normal, the reaction will become a little slow.

Not being able to get Trasil's contact made this artifact a little impatient. Recently, it has been crazily perceiving Toril's spatial stability, and then desperately calculating how long it will take to get in touch with the main artifact.

Fortunately, as the artifact of the super powerful God of Time and Space, he has no shortage of crystals at all. Not only did he return twice the crystals that Hill paid to save him, but he also threw it out of his storage space to prevent himself from being powered off again. The spar filled most of the room.

The priesthood of time and space...is not only powerful but also very rich, even Hill is a little envious.

He could only choose to seal the room tightly to prevent any energy from flowing out... Otherwise, Hill really didn't know if Taylor and Tustin who passed by here could control their desires.

During this time, the two dragons chose to live in the floating castle. Although Hill was very powerful, they still wanted to do something for him.

Tustin seemed to be planning to use his speed to send Hill away when he encountered an unstoppable foe, and Terry decided to stay in the rear when the time came.

No dragon would blatantly kill Tai Li... His mother, Jinlong, and father, Silver Dragon, both came from very prosperous families, and the Silver Dragon family could even have a relationship with Bahamut.

There are so many powerful dragons, there is always a reason why only this pair can rule the territory like the queen and husband, and never worry about any dragon slayers.

Although Hill was not worried about his own safety, he was very happy after knowing the private arrangements of the two dragons.

Every sincere friend is precious.

(End of this chapter)