attack stream of life

Qing Chuan originally wanted to catch a fish, but what he caught was a soft-shelled turtle. It was a turtle he released four years ago, and now it has grown a lot.Because of this friendship, and because he doesn't really like to eat, the turtle escaped from the sky, and as soon as he let go, he couldn't wait to slip away.

"No harvest today."

There is not a single fish in his fish basket, but he is still in a good mood.

The two ate casserole, drank wine, and ate snacks by the lake. They thought it was almost done, so they packed up their things and went home.

Qing Chuan is holding the table and dishes, Wei Ge is holding the stove and casserole, the two of them are not at all the top leaders of this land, but rather like a young couple who have come back from a trip, their smiles are as bright as the sun, they don’t know they are joking What.

If the leaders encountered them by chance, they would not be afraid of them, but bowed respectfully, and then retreated silently.

Because she was too respectful and loved, she didn't dare to get too close, fearing that she would be profane.

It's not that nothing happened when I got home, Qingchuan wanted to look at the information sent by his subordinates, about household registration, finances, recent disputes and so on.There are a lot of things to do, and a lot of thought to spend.

What he starts now may become a rule that lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years in the future, so every step must be taken carefully.

The citizens all looked at him, and whether it was an advantage or a disadvantage, being watched by so many people would magnify it countless times.

After being a lord for several years, the most touching thing is that as a leader, you can make small personal mistakes, but absolutely no big mistakes.In the process of territory construction, everything depends on the confidence of the people in the lord and the obedience of the subordinates to the lord.

Qingchuan cannot make mistakes, once he makes a mistake, his prestige will be greatly reduced.

Some monarchs in the past, even if they knew they were wrong, they had to make mistakes, because of this.

What Qing Chuan had in hand seemed to be a trivial matter, and he had to carefully consider it before sending out the order.

Because he is all the "example" that can be found, not only to be responsible to the current people, but also to the future generations.

In the depths of winter, even Qing Chuan didn't like to go out, when suddenly a white eagle came to him with a letter.

The seal bears the emblem of the Wizarding Society.

This is a letter from the Association of Wizards.Qing Chuan opened it, the letter paper was not long, and he came to solicit the establishment of a branch of the Association of Magicians in his territory.

Such a small place has already caught their attention?Qingchuan was a little surprised. He thought it would be at least a few years before such a big force noticed the development here.

In fact, even if they don't mention this matter, Qing Chuan has the same plan.The only thing I didn't expect was that the other party would write a letter now.Many people in the outside world are not optimistic about the silence collar, thinking that it is a flash in the pan and cannot last for a long time.

There are only more than 1000 households in Jingjing, which is barely considered a small town.In the past, the branch of the Association of Magicians was at least at the level of a small city.

Qing Chuan had long thought about the location of the Magicians Association, the Warriors Association, and the Tomahawk Tavern.These three are one of the signs to measure whether a territory is suitable for long-term living and whether it has development potential.

Magicians like to be quiet and away from crowds, so their address is in the original ruins of the magic tower, surrounded by forests, the school is closest to it, and it is far away from residential areas.

The Soldiers Association is not far from the crowd, not as clean as the Mage Association, nor the hustle and bustle of the Mercenary Tavern.It is suitable for him to fall outside the residential area, but not too far away, so the location is the other side of the twin lakes, between the human gathering place and the orc gathering place.

The Tomahawk Tavern looks like a tavern, but it is actually a place where everyone releases missions and mercenaries receive them.Everywhere needs a Tomahawk Tavern because of the movement of people.Mercenaries and merchants are the blood that keeps flowing.

Even though he was looking forward to the entry of the Magicians Association, Qing Chuan was still very reserved.

He sent a letter to the other party. The first [-] words of praise and praise, and then the topic changed, and he talked about the legal issues of the Silent Land, including mixed races and freedom and equality, including crimes by nobles and common people.

In the Silent Territory, magicians do not enjoy legal superiority, and malicious murder is also punishable by death.

The Quiet Leader also does not support slave trading and illegal experiments. If magicians need human experiments, please find a voluntary one and have it notarized at a notary to show that the other party is not coerced.But it is best to use animals instead, such as mice or something.

But there are also many benefits of the silent collar, such as the support of the lord.

In many places, the Magician Association and the Temple of Light are fighting against each other. This does not exist in the Silent Territory, because the lord is an elf.So the Miao Miao with outstanding magical talents in this land are all members of their Magicians Association.

In addition, there are government cooperation projects, where the lord pays to support the research of magicians, even if there is no effect in a few years in the short term, as long as there is something to say, they will support it.Of course, the results also belong to the territory.

Qing Chuan wrote three pieces of paper, explaining the pros and cons of quiet collar to the other party.

He hopes to reach a cooperation with the Association of Magicians, but he will never humble himself.Because Silence is a place with unlimited potential, he has confidence in it.So whoever comes first will be able to occupy more markets.

They are playing games, betting on the future of Tranquility.

Silence Territory turned out to be an extremely developed dukedom, not to mention a large area, with large plains and vast ports, rich in products, and many famous historical figures.There are also many powerful fighters and magicians.

I don't know how many small principalities are not as powerful and rich as the Silent Land.

Once the silence collar really starts, it will be a behemoth, a huge blank market, there is no doubt about it.

This is Qingchuan's bargaining chip, and he believes that the other party is also aware of this.

He is confident.

Almost on the seventh day after replying to the letter, the white eagle came again.

It brings new news.

Qingchuan spread the letter while feeding the white eagle with fresh meat.

There will be a delegation from the Magicians Association, who is a deacon of their association and a well-known senior formation mage.I hope Jing Jing will entertain this party, and then we will discuss cooperation together.

Within a few days, the group of five people from the Magicians Association appeared. They happened to be in time to receive the annual gift to the holders of the household registration book. Everyone took the residence registration booklet to register at the village entrance. Baskets, everyone is happy.

A small straw basket, half of which is golden Wendan, another quarter is fried small twists and baked dried fruit biscuits, and the rest are lollipops. There are ten of them, each with one flavor.

Well, a lot of sugarcane has been planted this year, and the lord can finally distribute sugar, which is gratifying.

People who don't have a household registration book are so envious that their saliva is about to drop, especially when the children at home are holding their clothes and watching other children eating biscuits and candies, they feel sour.

After a few days, when those families eat Wendan in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the sweet and sour aroma of Wendan skin is wafting in their homes, the sour smell in their homes will waft even more.

Hey, when will they get the household registration book?

The people from the Association of Magicians came by coincidence, Qing Chuan had a lot of candy in his pocket during the Chinese New Year, and whenever he saw a child, he stuffed it.

It happened that there was also a young apprentice who came with him, and when they met, Qing Chuan stuffed him with a bag of candy, "Happy New Year."

The little apprentice tried his best to keep a sullen face, carefully peeking at the teacher's face, but held the candy honestly.The white one is toffee, the transparent one is fructose, the one with sour plum inside is sour plum candy, and the Shaqima made with fried noodles...you know it's delicious when you smell it.

Magicians make a lot of money and spend a lot of money. They are all a group of poor ghosts from the moonlight clan.The little apprentice didn't even have a salary, and the luxury of sugar hadn't appeared in his world for a long time.With such a bag, he can eat slowly for a long time.

The little apprentice is a little flattered.

His teacher was very calm, glanced at the apprentice who was happy, took a sour plum lollipop from the apprentice, peeled off the oil paper, and stuffed it into his mouth naturally.

Apprentice: ... Boom.

The magician held a lollipop in his mouth, and looked serious and steady like an elite, but he held a lollipop in his hand that didn't match his identity at all. He told Qingchuan seriously that he wanted to go to the school here to have a look.

Oh, revealed.

Just say why I noticed this so early, it turned out that someone had tap water.Which one in the territory is connected to the Association of Magicians?

They walked across the twin lakes, walked the golden road, and went to the school.

It is the holiday period, and there is no one in the school, only a few teaching staff living inside.Others were full of admiration for the building, but the old magician went straight to the magic teaching building, that is, the tall magic tower, with a clear purpose.

It must be a teacher, and it is a magic teacher who recommended this place to the Magicians Association.

And it is also possible that this magic teaching building has been highlighted.

The magic tower looks ordinary, but there are beautiful magic runes on the body of the tower, and the space inside has been expanded.The interior of each floor is several hundred square meters and more than ten meters high. There are also different facilities according to different functions, which are enough for teachers to carry out various types of teaching.

Magic is just a general term. It is subdivided into alchemy, potion, puppet, array, elemental, arcane and other genres. There are also disputes between different genres.

Qingchuan took this point into consideration when designing and building this magic tower, so that all schools can teach here smoothly, so this tower was built with special care.It looks not as beautiful as the teaching building, but in fact, a lot of thought has been spent on it.

"Unbelievable..." The magician carefully observed the runes on the tower body with a magnifying glass, "It's not elven script, not dragon script... Spread the eyes of the formation and hide it. It is a multi-line and multi-pillar formation pattern, even if it is broken A third of it works, genius idea."

No need to guess, this must be the deacon of the formation school mentioned in the letter.

The great magician of the formation school is equivalent to the master of physics, each of them is a science research madman, obsessed with data and formulas.

"Can I go up and observe?" He asked Qingchuan.

Qing Chuan made a gesture of invitation, and the magician disappeared in the next second.

It turned out to be a space system.

The few people left looked at each other, and smiled embarrassedly at Qingchuan, "Please forgive me, our deacon is too obsessed with the art of formation."

"Master is always obsessed with his own career." Qing Chuan said with a smile.

Because Qingchuan has already demonstrated powerful magic power (such as building this magic tower), these people respect him very much.Magicians have always been arrogant and ignore the secular power class. They will not take a lord seriously unless the lord is powerful.

Using the analogy of modern society, magicians are like researchers, and they use their talents in various fields.But geniuses always have some small deficiencies in human sophistication, and they don't care about things other than their own research.

This kind of person is easy to deal with but not easy to deal with.If you win in the field the other side is most proud of, you gain respect.If you can't, but understand a little, you can also get recognition.But not pointing fingers at all... Well, silence.

However, there is an essential difference between the research fanatics here and those in the technological world.

One is thin-skinned and fragile, and the other is a powerful weapon that can be used for single or group attacks.

The lords from all over the world love and hate these magicians with complicated feelings.

It took some time to appreciate the magic tower up and down. The magician was very satisfied, thinking that his old friend did not lie to him. This is indeed a very strange and successful magic tower.He is currently attacking the level above the great magician, and just needs to add new knowledge.

He comes from a family of magicians, he is very talented, and he works very hard.It can be said that all the energy in life is devoted to the magic business, and only at this age can one reach the level of a great magician.

Geniuses are always arrogant, they only recognize people of the same level, and now he has recognized Qing Chuan, because Qing Chuan is the one who designed and built this tower.

"I'll be back in a few days to join the branch here." He said bluntly to Qingchuan, "You can put forward any conditions. I agree with what I said before, there is no problem. There is only one thing, I need you to help me build For my magic tower, I can pay for the cost of materials and design."

The faces of the others are all green. Magicians usually have brains. Why are they selling themselves so happily now?

This magician is in the critical period of breaking through the bottleneck, he doesn't care what other people think.He had a hunch that his chance was in front of this young elf.

"Aren't you going to see the location of the branch?" Qing Chuan asked.

"No, we never pick a place when we choose the address of the Magician's Association. Anyway, sooner or later it will be lively." He looked arrogant, but he did have arrogance.

Because the Magician Association is equivalent to a government agency, wherever they move, the price of real estate will increase.The magicians of the association like to live nearby because of the principle of proximity, and those commoners, even if they want to be happy, are willing to live near the magicians association.

"I don't have any other conditions, everything will be done according to the contents of the previous letter." Qing Chuan likes this kind of cheerful person, he stretched out his hand, "It's a happy cooperation."

"Will you assist me?"

"can."

The magician was so happy that his short beard turned up. He reached out to hold Qing Chuan's hand and shook it vigorously, "It's a happy cooperation."

This New Year's Day, Wei Ge was very unhappy.

In his imagination, winter is so cold, they should stay in a warm room every day, wrapped in thick woolen blankets.Qingchuan would play a prank by putting his cold feet on his abdominal muscles, which were cool and tender, like nephrite jade.

They welcome a morning every day, instead of now...

"Look, this formula is needed here, and its structure is a spiral tower."

"Ah, so that's the case, dragon language magic."

When he woke up, the side was already cold, he ran downstairs, and sure enough, the solitary magician came again uninvited, and called him away early in the morning without vision, two research madmen with different power systems We got together and drew one after another.

They were discussing what the Magicians Association branch should be and what formation to use, and the two occasionally quarreled.

The living room was cold, the stove was still sleeping quietly, the dining table was clean, and it was obvious that Qing Chuan hadn't had breakfast yet.

Wei Ge sighed silently, turned around and went into the kitchen, where the sky and the earth are big, and his lover's breakfast is the biggest.

"Oh, hello werewolf, I need two slices of toast, cheese and grilled pork chops, and a cup of tea. Thank you very much." The magician shouted at Wei Ge very habitually, and then turned his head to discuss with Qing Chuan again what should be done. Several arrays.

How could there be such a bastard with no eyesight and no liking in this world?

Wei Ge's veins twitched.

Qing Chuan looked at the frustrated Wei Ge, and laughed, "Well, wait a moment." He said to the magician, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Tsk, I know that love is the enemy of research. It makes people lose their wisdom and creativity, young man..." The real, mother-fetal single, great magician sighed, and simply ignored it, picked up a picture and continued to scribble Write.

"Little Ge?"

Qing Chuan hugged Wei Ge's neck from behind, and because he was half a head short, he seemed to stick to his body, "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I can't find you." Wei Ge looked like a big dog with a downcast face, his ears drooped, and his tail didn't move.After going through so many worlds, Wei Ge already knows which expression is most likely to obtain benefits.

Qing Chuan really liked this, he hugged Wei Ge, pinched his furry animal ears, and tiptoed to kiss him, "It's always been here."

He leaned against him again, hugged his neck, and bit his ear: "I love you the most, you are my baby, my lover, little dear..." Qing Chuan doesn't know what it means to be ashamed, he has always been To be honest, little dear, little Aiai, shouting until the tips of Wei Ge's ears turned red.

Wei Ge's muscles were tense, and he was almost unable to hold back. It took him a long time to restrain his turbulent heart, and said calmly, "How about some milk and oatmeal in the morning? With jam and bread or a sandwich?"

Qing Chuan's fingers were intertwined with his, and his green eyes looked at him without blinking, making him blush and heart-warming.

Wei Ge couldn't say more, he paused before continuing: "...I know you are interested in the magic here, no matter what, you should have breakfast."

In fact, he was still a little unhappy, not because Qing Chuan got up early, but because he didn't eat breakfast.Especially for that horrible research freak, that bastard who was born alone.

"You didn't do it, I can't eat it. Probably my stomach recognized you, who told me to recognize you?" Qing Chuan said so, looking at Wei Ge with affection as strong as fine wine. Almost drunk.

Clearly Qingchuan neither admitted his mistake nor promised not to do it again.But Wei Ge's sanity at this moment was as if swallowed by a dog, and he couldn't even remember Qingchuan's excellent cooking skills, so the "I recognized you" echoed in his mind, and he repeated it in his brain over and over again.

His body became light, who remembers that little bit of anger?

"Well, then, I'll make you breakfast from now on."

"Ah."

Hurry up, before the rainy season, the magician's magic tower was repaired, and this is the branch.It looks like a small magic tower, but the space inside is expanded ten times, bigger and taller than the school.

The magician himself is the branch president who settled in, and he also brought a group of students, including apprentices and official magicians.Because it costs money to buy materials for learning the map, several of them volunteered to be foreign teachers in Qingchuan School to earn some extra money.

After the magic tower was repaired, he finally stopped coming. Wei Ge wished he could set off firecrackers at the door to send off the God of Plague.

The news of the Magic Association's entry has stimulated the Warrior Association. After a lot of effort, the branch there just opened, and the application for the Warrior Association's entry flew over here. It was sent by a kind of magical beast that wandered in the land.

This kind of monster is born with space ability, but its combat power is weak, and it has always existed as a messenger.

Qing Chuan said the same conditions to them, and the other party quickly agreed without much hesitation, and arrived at Silence Territory a few days later.

People from the Warrior Association rode a one-horned rhinoceros into the Silent Territory.At this time, the outer circle is still hot and burning, but the one-horned rhinoceros has rough skin and thick flesh, and this temperature will not harm them.

High-level earth-type monsters, with a body comparable to a steel shield and a ton-weight body, can run on land, like a heavy chariot.A group of soldiers from the Warrior Association appeared in front of the citizens riding five of these behemoths.

They happened to meet the children coming home from school, and a group of seven or eight children looked at them stupidly.

"Ah!" A little girl screamed.

The soldiers thought the children were frightened and were about to comfort them when they suddenly saw the girl take two steps forward and shouted again, but her face was full of surprise.

"It's a one-horned rhinoceros! I knew it, I knew it. The defense and blood volume of a one-horned rhinoceros are invincible. Look at its body, it has three skills. How could your armored bird be my one-horn rhino's opponent."

Holding a card in her hand, she said to a little boy arrogantly.

Not to be outdone, the little boy also had a card in his hand, "The one-horned rhinoceros' defense and blood volume are really high, but its moving speed is too slow, and all its skills are aimed at the monsters on the land, but mine It is a flying monster with A-level high-speed movement. In the long run, this is a protracted battle, but the victory must belong to my armored bird."

"How can I let the one-horned rhino fight alone? Of course, I have to cooperate with my dart frog. Its tongue is best at dealing with things in mid-air, and it has a high hit rate with poison. Your armored bird, the resistance is not too high. "The little girl snorted softly.

"I also have a partner, my armored bird, who can cooperate with the bubble grass. It uses the steel tornado to blow the bubbles to your side, making you fall asleep." The little boy was not to be outdone.

"However, the sleep function of bubble grass will wake up immediately as long as it is attacked."

"Enough is enough. The dart frog's defense is so low that the armored bird can be disabled with one blow."

The two children quarreled for a long time, and the warrior on the one-horned rhinoceros also listened to it for a long time. They looked a little weird-I was in a remote and backward small village, listening to two little ghosts who were not waist-high set up a Warcraft battle?

They actually know Warcraft and know the habits of Warcraft?

No, the point is that they actually know how to use Warcraft to fight?

Where did they learn this secret knowledge?

"Children, do you know the giant rhinoceros?" Not many people know about the habits of such high-level monsters, even among the soldiers.

"Of course." The little girl looked puzzled, "Isn't everyone aware of this?"

The rest of the children also nodded, expressing their agreement with this statement.

"..."

Not really!Who gave you this illusion? !