Please abide by the Basic Law

Cecil still couldn't refuse in the end. First, he couldn't say no to the male god's face, and second, no matter whether there was such a thing or not, he still wanted to make money, didn't he?

living comfortably without anybody's help.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for your uniform fee for you." Langdon said generously, "Forget about the money you borrowed earlier, and treat it as my share."

Male God, you are so clear, you even know about investing in shares!

Cecil drank breakfast without tears and ate only meat every day. It was really painful to go to the toilet.He has observed that Mrs. Krass and the children are still young, and their teeth are not bad, but the teeth of the civilians in Ebo City are terrible. There are not a few teeth left in the middle of the year. The middle-aged labor has black teeth. It is also common, but the rich are different, all of them are healthy and perfect, and their teeth are as white as fake. Needless to say, it is of course the effect of magic.

Cecil is not so maddened to promote tooth brushing in Ebo, but it is quite easy to force others to brush their teeth. The only hard rock is Luther.

"I already drink water after getting up every day, what else do you want?!" Luther cursed angrily, "Brushing teeth will bleed!"

"It's because of bleeding that I need to brush!" Cecil grabbed a straw toothbrush and chased after Luther, "Brush off the calculus and stop bleeding!"

"Don't brush, get out!" Luther disappeared in a flash.

Cecil was out of breath after running for a while, so he had no choice but to give up and walked towards the puddle.Since he got the well, he only went to the puddle when he was looking for Carroll. I don't know if it was an illusion. During this period of time, the puddle seemed to shrink, and the wet mud on the edge was exposed, indicating the coming of the dry season.

Not a good omen, Cecil murmured to himself.

There was no one around the puddle, and Cecil was late today, so he waited for a while before seeing the elk, and then turned to the salt well.The bushes in the salt well seemed to be withered, and he didn't know if it was due to the lack of water. He easily reached the well, and immediately found a few familiar elk.

One elk was kneeling on the ground, two others surrounded it, and one was poking its head into the brine well.

"Carroll?" Cecil asked tentatively.

An elk looked up: "Oh, it's you, Knight of Gossip."

"What's the matter with you guys?" Cecil looked at the kneeling elk and guessed something from the big belly, but there must be an opening statement.

"It's going to have a baby." Carroll said to the kneeling elk. "But it probably won't be able to give birth. It's already exhausted. I'll bring it here to replenish its salt, so maybe it can survive."

Cecil also felt that there was a high probability that this elk would die. The back of its ass was covered in blood, and it remained motionless and did not respond when it saw him.Most of the animals are more active and healthier. Normal animals are normal defensive reactions. Usually, animals that are on the verge of death will not be able to move.

Cecil stood silently, not to mention now, he had seen dead people on earth before, you must know that the work of crematorium corpse bearer really makes money, and it really depends on relationships, not what you can do if you want to What we do is not to recruit people who are not satisfied at all. As long as the money is in place, nothing is a problem.

Nature is cruel. As a human being, the only thing he can do at this moment is to offer a polite silence.

"Is this the gossip knight you were talking about?" The elk with half of one horn missing suddenly made a sound. It walked up to Cecil with a melancholy expression, "Good morning, Mr. Knight."

"Good morning." Cecil guessed that this could not be a family member.

"Can you save my wife?" Sure enough, it was a family member.

"I'm not very good at production..." Cecil said helplessly.

"I'm willing to exchange gossip!" The elk husband said loudly, "I know, you like food, I know a kind of food, buried in the ground..."

"Shut up!" Carroll suddenly yelled, "How can you poison our friends with something so evil!"

"But this kind of food is edible, I believe it! I've eaten it! I didn't get sick, I wasn't poisoned to death, and the soil there wasn't corrupt. It's real food!" the elk husband shouted.

"Wait a minute!" Cecil stopped the quarrel, "No matter what you want to tell me, I won't cure dystocia."

"Please try it!" Tears welled up in the elk's husband's eyes, "Our herd has lost too many members!"

Cecil was stunned for a moment, then looked at Carroll: "Is it the new member?"

"Yes." Carroll said loudly, "You can completely refuse its request, you have no obligation! It will tell you that the food is a kind of poison, and that thing buried in the ground will make you sick and the soil will rot. Let you die with a dragging stomach, and you can't even breathe before you die!"

The more Cecil heard the symptoms, the more familiar he felt, and he asked casually, "Is that thing round and hard?"

The elk husband and Carroll said in unison: "How do you know?"

Oh yeah--

Cecil carried the dystocia elk back to the mud hut. The journey was not easy, and he prevented the elk from trying to fill them with salt.Langdon was used to seeing him bring all kinds of weird "things" back, but this time he couldn't handle it alone.

"Do you have magic to save it?" Cecil asked Luther to feed the dystocia elk with boiled water and salt, then pulled Langdon aside and asked in a low voice.

Langdon glanced at the dystocia elk and said, "You want to save it?"

"Ah."

"Is there anything in return?"

When Langdon asked such a question, Cecil felt a little ashamed for a moment, and saved someone who hadn't planned to save him as soon as he heard it would be beneficial.It's just that he really couldn't save him, so he had made an agreement with Carroll in advance, just begging for a favor, to see if Langdon was willing to use magic.

The longer he lived, the more Cecil understood that magic is hard currency for people in this world. A very small magic can kill a good man. The seven interpreter stones that Cecil left for him were actually It can be regarded as a pretty good fortune, because although most people can interpret magic—there are some people who can’t, these people are the “dumb” in this world—but the value of magic attached to items is different, This also shows that the original Cecil is actually a good magician.

Cecil was not sure that Langdon would do what he said, it would be better to say that Langdon made him do what he said, so he could only try as a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Yes." Cecil whispered, being squeezed out of the "little" under the torn clothes.

"Okay." Langdon agreed with unexpected ease, "I trust your vision."

Cecil: "..."

God, I'm under a lot of pressure like you!

Langdon patted Cecil's head with a smile and went to treat the elk. His head had already grown a layer of bristles, which made it prickly to the touch.

At present, the business has two iron soup buckets, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and Klass will come back to change the bucket after the previous one is sold out.

Cecil served a bowl of beef bone soup, which actually had no nutrition, it was full of purines and fats, but fats are also excellent for creatures in this world, and a little protein would be even better.When he entered the mud hut with the bowl, a baby elk had stood up beside its mother.

"Yeah, is that all right?" Cecil asked in surprise, "Is it over?"

"It's over." Langdon imitated Cecil's words, "Magic is so easy."

Yes, magic is indeed trouble-free and efficient, but talent is doomed that magic can only serve a few people forever, male god, please look at me!Look at the god of industrial technology in front of you!One day, I will trick you into bed, your...cough!

Cecil puts the beef bone broth in front of Mother Moose and gets a sweet "thank you."

Wow, this moose's voice is really sweet!

The matter was resolved so quickly that Cecil hadn't recovered from the whereabouts of the potatoes.

That's right, the food that the elk husband mentioned is potatoes, buried in the ground, hard irregular round shape, as for the rumors of poisoning people, it is because of the negative impression caused by the sprouted potatoes being eaten, even one food is probabilistic Killing the eater also alienates them, unless they go hungry, like wild children eat mushrooms.

"Where are those potatoes?" Cecil asked enthusiastically.

"It's about eleven days away from here." The elk husband said, "Beside a river, all these things grow."

"……eleven days?"

"Yes, it's where we used to live." The elk husband said, "The river has dried up, and we have no water to drink."

"..."

Cecil slapped his face with a slap, looked up to the sky and sighed: It's something that will be discussed later!

Well, well, I will talk about it later, it is good to make friends at this time, maybe these elk in different places can help me discover more things?

After such self-consolation, Cecil took the initiative to take in the elk mother and child, allowing them to live in the mud house until their bodies recovered, and successfully won the friendship of the elk husband and the praise of Caroline: "Look, this is the noble gossip knight, my friend !"

Cecil: Please stop!

The days passed by like this, Cecil searched a lot around the surrounding area, trying to find materials that can be used to make a kang, such as yellow mud or something, but besides the Gobi, there are grasslands nearby, so he thought about whether to go to the elk The husband’s place is nearby, but the scale of the beef noodle business is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more labor is needed. The magic elk herd has put in a lot of effort. The elk ran for eleven days, and he walked for about half a month. Not in time to go.

And just like that, when the first autumn winds blew from the north, Langdon announced that he finally had a hundred silver coins and was ready to pick someone up.

"It's been so long, can't they come here by boat?" Cecil asked suspiciously.

"It's already sitting, and it's at sea at this time." Langdon said.

Cecil was even more puzzled: "Then let them sit here like this, why use Might and Magic?"

"It will take half a month for them to come here." Langdon said, "Time is money, dear Knight Commander Cecil."

Cecil: "..."

God, you know too much.