Please abide by the Basic Law

Is it done?

It can't be finished, but Cecil doesn't care. The best way is to sleep first and recharge your energy before talking.

When he woke up the next day, Cecil found that his beard had grown into a stiff and fluffy piece, which was very prickly and uncomfortable to touch. Langdon remained calm when he kissed his cheek, and said with a smile, "Good morning, Cecil Knight Commander."

"Actually, you don't need to call me Knight Commander, just call me Cecil." Cecil said a little embarrassedly, and every time Langdon called him Knight Commander, he seemed to be reminding him of his identity, "We...why do you Will there be an expression?"

Langdon behaved too normally, no different from ordinary people, so Cecil ignored this problem all the time. He couldn't see his own face anyway, and others didn't show any abnormalities, so he actually forgot about it .

Langdon gave Cecil a strange look: "You really forgot."

"What?" Cecil was completely bewildered.

"I'm not human." Langdon said bluntly.

Cecil was stunned: "Are you an elf?" He has not forgotten that creatures that are similar to humans but difficult to distinguish are collectively called elves in this world.

"No, I'm not." Langdon smiled. "Anyway, the testamentary rule of being fearless doesn't apply to me, because I'm not human."

Cecil thought about this information, and suddenly wanted to laugh: "You mean, it's a testament rule of 'no fear' that makes the knights look expressionless?"

"That's right." Langdon also smiled, "The sages who formulated the will law did not expect what kind of problems the will law would cause."

Cecil laughed: "What do these people think?"

Langdon laughed: "I don't know what they were thinking, but most of the apprentices thought about you before the teacher died, so don't talk too much, just die quietly like this."

Cecil didn't ask Langdon what it was, and since the other party didn't tell him, he still knew it.

Starting a fire is already an easy task. Cecil is getting more and more proficient now. In winter, he has to maintain the fire all night. He only heard that the winter here is very cold because of the air-conditioning exhaust blowing from Ebo, but It really doesn't matter how cold it is. It would be great if there is a way to set up a kang or make a water heater. However, it's just a matter of thinking now. There is no mud that can be used to make bricks here, let alone the conditions to make bricks.

The first thing to do after lighting a fire is to boil water.

The half pot of oil burned in the hardwood pot at that time had condensed into lumps, which could be conveniently stored. The wild children were responsible for filling the free pot with water every day. comfortable.

There were no willow branches here, so Cecil wrapped filaments of grass around a thin hardwood branch and began to brush his teeth every day.The original Cecil's body is well maintained, all aspects are quite neat, the teeth are very clean, and he has no breath in the morning. The power of magic is convenience.

Since he has such a good foundation, Cecil is of course unwilling to let it be ruined. He should try his best to maintain his health even when the conditions are poor. Health is the biggest capital.

The wild children squatted to drink water. At Cecil's request, each of them hollowed out the middle with a piece of hardwood branch and made a bowl like bamboo rice for drinking and eating.He borrowed their daggers to dig slowly, and finally finished digging today.

Luther sat down beside the pot carelessly, and went directly to scoop up water from the pot with his hands.Just when Cecil gloated and waited for him to jump up from the heat, this guy calmly took a handful of water and drank it. After drinking, he breathed a sigh of relief with a rosy complexion.

Cecil: "..."

Everyone here is a monster!

"Don't reach in, it's dirty!" Cecil couldn't help but said, "I boiled it for cleanliness, and it's all over as soon as you reach out. Dig a bowl yourself."

"It's too troublesome, my hands are still clean." Luther stretched out his hand in front of Cecil, "Look, I used a cleansing technique. You asked me to do this, otherwise I don't care."

Sure enough, although those hands were rough, full of calluses, and with long nails, they were clean even under the nails, without any dirt at all.

Magic is so convenient!

After sighing like this again, Cecil said: "I'm going to inspect the well drilling site today, you can accompany me."

"No problem." Luther gave a thumbs up, "My tongue is in love with you, and I listen to you."

Cecil: "Huh."

The journey of the legs was extremely boring, so Cecil chatted with Luther about future plans.

"Is tea that good?" After listening to it, Luther focused on edible things, "I have been eating magic bread without losing my teeth."

"That's different, magic, can it be called a problem?" Cecil said weakly, "You have to know that you need not only meat to survive, but also many other things, such as vitamins. Without these things, people are easy to get sick. You You know sailors? Sailors are prone to septicemia because of a lack of certain vitamins."

"I've never been out at sea, but the sailors do die early. You say yes, it sounds delicious." Luther said indifferently, "However, there is a big problem with your plan."

"what?"

"The Ebo people really hate people stealing from them."

Cecil said inexplicably: "It's a wild tea tree, and they didn't grow it, not to mention they don't drink tea."

"They don't care, 'everything within the mountains is mine', that's what they think." Luther spread his hands, "You have to know, such a mountain range with entrances and exits is simply a treasure, and there is a fire naturally. , there is no need to build a huge wall, and there is no need to bother hollowing out the mountains to build access roads, which is too convenient."

Cecil asked suspiciously: "If the Luofeng Pass is the way in and out, why can't I see the Ebo people?"

"It's the end of summer, Ebo's magic air conditioner has just been turned off, and they are still preparing. It won't be long before the trade team will go out and go to Toto Port, a month and a half away. The yak trading activities will continue until winter Come, after the magic air conditioner is turned on again, they will hide until spring and then go out."

Ever since Luther heard Cecil say it once, he felt that the adjective "air conditioner" was very appropriate, and he kept using it.

At this time, Cecil's ear seemed to be filled with a deep male narration: The darling of the two oceans, fertile plains, and rich natural resources, this is the United States of America.

Well, luck is more useful than anything else.

Cecil asked casually: "Did you not make any deal or do some business with them?" In his opinion, salt is a very suitable target for trading, not to mention the one and a half months away, if there are some post stations or something in the middle , isn't that very profitable?

Luther looked over with strange eyes: "Do you remember how Langdon treated me the first time he came here?"

ah uh.

"The wild people are so guilty?" Cecil asked in confusion.

"Wild folk... Well, there are usually various problems, some harmless, some harmful." Luther made a helpless expression, "The harmful part may threaten your life, then, you Are you going to get to know him outside the scope of the country, or just kill him directly? Or simply stay away and turn a blind eye? You know, there are many inconveniences in the wild, and many national gods are only within the scope of the country. If you stay away from the kingdom or the people who believe in him, the power of the god will be greatly reduced, and there are very few gods like you who have a huge number of believers and a long history."

Cecil thought for a while, but had nothing to say.

"But it's quite strange. If your god wants to remain that powerful, it must be supported by a large number of believers at the same time, but I have never heard of a god where more than a billion believers believe in one god at the same time..." Luther He muttered, "Do you remember where your civilization is?"

"I don't remember!" Cecil said firmly, "I'm like an idiot now!"

Luther looked at Cecil in the same way as he looked at an idiot.

The distance is not short, but Cecil is now used to this kind of activity intensity, and the two of them will arrive soon after chatting and walking, and they are not very tired.During the daytime, the ground at Luofeng Pass looks more like a river beach, and Cecil is more and more sure that a well can be dug downstream. The problem is how to plan the place of residence.

Now it seems that if a well can be dug around here, it is imperative to move. Cecil is not willing to dig a well and run back and forth to fetch water every day.At the same time, if the Luofeng Pass is the only way for the Ebo trade team to pass, will there be any problems when seeing people living there? Plant it, get the hell out!

Langdon was a knight, so he could be called a gentleman, but he calmly killed Luther after seeing Luther. From this point of view, the wild folk's reputation is indeed not very good.

"Is there a way to prevent others from seeing that you are wildlings?" Cecil asked, "The wildlings don't mark their faces."

"Only citizens can pray to gods." Luther said, "There is no need to really summon a god, but there is a special magic to test the magic of praying to the gods. As long as you can't test the magic of praying to the gods, you are not a citizen."

"Wait a minute, that is to say, as long as you are a citizen, you can use the magic of praying to the gods?"

"correct."

I knew the original owner would not leave me any good things, Cecil thought bitterly.

After reaching a certain position at the Luofeng pass, Luther refused to leave, saying that he would easily meet Ebo's patrol team if he went further. Cecil wanted to go to the northern hillside to see the tea trees, so the two went back to the entrance and prepared to leave There is a trail to climb to the top of the mountain to have a look. There are no patrols on the mountain and dense forests block the view, which is relatively safe.

Just as Cecil severely criticized Luther's unreliable behavior of throwing a hardwood branch to identify the direction, he suddenly heard a small voice: "Mom, it hurts."

Luther immediately took the hardwood branch back into his hand, and made a gesture of beating a wolf.

Cecil looked around and heard a small whimper again, as if someone had been gagged.He unconsciously put on a defensive posture, and then, a group of "things" rushed out from behind a certain tree and slammed into his arms!