Building a New World

Pulling back further, an old long-eared tribe appears in the painting, holding a spherical object in his hand. In front of this long-eared tribe, the person who represented himself and shone with golden light reached out to pick it up.

"What does this mean?" Greg showed a puzzled expression on the side. "Now the long-eared family is only me. Who is this picture? Is it me when I am old? The one with the golden light is Who?"

Jia Zhengjin glanced at him sideways, and said, "What does it have to do with you?" This long eared family is obviously not you.

"Is there anything behind?" Greg asked curiously.

Ren Bufan pulled back, and the scroll came to an end.

Sure enough, there is a picture, there are countless humans in the picture, looking like a battlefield.

The battlefield is very confusing, and all races are fighting together, which even has its own figure.

On the battlefield, a huge figure covering the whole sky appeared, as if to attract everyone's attention at once.

"It's this demon again!" Greg exclaimed when he saw the huge figure in the last painting, "What the **** does that mean?"

Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment and quietly put away the scroll.

"Wait a minute, don't understand it!" Greg said to him, "What does the picture mean? Will the devil still find me?"

"Don't think of yourself as too important." Jia Zhengjin glanced sideways at him. "At least I didn't see the next two pieces of content directed at you."

"Really? But there is an old man with long ears, does it mean that I am old? There are demons again, and so many races are fighting. Is it that when I go to the outside world, the demons will attack all ethnic groups, only To find me?" Greg exclaimed. "Aren't I dangerous?"

"I'm not saying, don't think of yourself as too important!" Jia Zhengjin was a little speechless. "This old man with long ears may refer to your ancestor. As for the last picture, there is indeed you in it, but the demon does not seem to be rushing. When you come, it looks at all races."

"Is that true? But in case it's me?"

Jia Zhengjin shook his head helplessly and turned to the other side.

After selecting the appropriate equipment, the members of the regiment assembled fully and put the remaining magic weapons and equipment on the side.

"Head," Albis also put on a set of mighty steel armor, carrying a heavy sword in his hand, all heavy magic equipment, and his face was full of excitement, "These magic equipment are of high quality!"

"Well, just fit." Jia Zhengjin glanced. All the members in front of him put on new equipment and looked obviously more like a regular army. However, the temperament is still difficult to conceal, showing the unique taste of adventurers.

"I have checked carefully. Everyone only took the equipment they needed, there were no collars, the rest are all here!" Sko also put on a whole new set of magic robes. Staff.

"Very good!" Jia Zhengjin looked around and turned to Greg. "You can also get one yourself! By the way, what is your fighting profession?"

Greg heard it and didn't look at the magical equipment: "We long ears are craftsmen! The talent is to create weapons and equipment and enchant them. Fighting is unrealistic for us!"

"Really? After your tribes become undead, they are quite powerful."

"Fighting power?" Greg thought for a while. "That part is not a long-eared tribe of pure blood."

"What do you mean?"

"Our orthodox long-eared tribes have no combat power, and the gods grant the long-eared tribal craftsmen talents, but do not confer combat capabilities. Those so-called combat-type long-eared tribes are actually hybrids born with different races such as humans and orcs. Ear tribes. They have the powerful fighting power of other races, and they have to protect the long ear tribe as their mission, so they can return to the group." Greg said seriously, "In the beginning, the mixed blood long ear tribe was rejected. It seems that the original orthodox long ears The clan is extremely repulsive and disgusted with marrying with other ethnic groups. Later on in the mainland, the idea gradually changed, and it passed down from generation to generation. Marriage began to appear slowly, and the long-eared tribe of miscellaneous scholars gradually increased."

"Oh? Are you an orthodox long-eared tribe, or mixed blood?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

Greg immediately replied proudly: "I am a long-eared tribe of pure blood!"

"So there is no other long-eared tribe except here?"

"Yes! All the long-eared tribes are here, our tribes are never separated." Greg replied, "But now, I am the only long-eared tribe!"

"Then you want to continue the ethnic group, it is estimated that you must marry a girl from other ethnic groups, and the offspring can only be a mixed blood long ear tribe."

"No -!!!" Greg was smiling, and suddenly he widened his eyes, panicked, and screamed while holding his head. "God! I didn't expect it? I'm the only long-eared tribe." , Or let the ethnic group become extinct, or can only marry with the foreign race, and only the long-blooded long-eared tribe will remain in the future? How could this be! Will the pure blood of our long-eared tribe end on me?"

"To be precise, it ends on your child~www.wuxiaspot.com~ only if you marry with other ethnic groups." Jia Zhengjin reminded.

"Boom!" Greg knelt on the ground with some collapse, and the whole person was dull.

"Commander," Albis came to Jia Zhengjin, glanced at Greg, and whispered in his ear, "This guy is useless! Without fighting power, what can we do when we come to? Stay and eat rice? Or After taking him out, give him some money and ask him to find a way out?"

Faced with Albis’s suggestion, Jia Zhengjin responded indifferently: "Anyone has his use, not simply measured by combat effectiveness. Didn’t you hear that? The long-eared tribe are craftsmen, good at making magic equipment. Now all magic equipment here , Is out of their hands. A craftsman who can make magical equipment is a very valuable existence!"

"Yes!" Albis nodded quickly. "It's still the head leader."

"This is common sense..."

"Hello!" Seeing Greg still squatting there, Albis kicked his **** from behind, "Get up!"

Greg woke up from sluggishness and looked back to Albis: "Why kick me?"

"Nonsense! In the future you will be a craftsman of our spirit adventure group, can't you be rude in front of the group leader? You have to be obedient, you can mix well in the adventure group, if you don't obey, you will be thrown here directly!"

"Don't!" Greg said quickly. "You can't ignore me."

"Then don't be so lifeless, it makes people look uncomfortable. Hurry up and prepare, we have to leave before dark! Are all the treasures here? Is there anything else? Don't hide it, otherwise you won't Maybe wait thirty years to come back and get it!"

"It's all here!" Greg certainly nodded.

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