Survive In The Fourth Heavenly Calamity

Chapter 11 Grandpa Is Here

Hill looked dizzy: I haven’t seen such an interesting drama in so many years! The player’s world is really aimed at angering the enemy, and the people watching it are the most enjoyable.

Hill has seen some people joking about the forum, and it seems that they can see the forum on a tablet.

I really want to get a tablet! Hill scratched his head and wanted.

It’s a pity that Hill is timid, even if he gets this thing, he dare not use it. After all, once it was used, it was completely exposed under the eyelids of the God of Time and Space. Hill muttered silently: “Think of William! Poor William!” He finally controlled himself.

Hill changed directions and squatted. He saw a player browsing the alchemy recipe book. Although it was only a basic level potion, the formula provided by the gods was definitely more comprehensive than Hill’s hands.

The player turned quickly, and Hill was struggling to remember almost all his energy.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder and asked, “What are you looking at?”

The extensive use of Mental Energy made Hill a little awkward, so that he didn’t react in the first time, and used spells to escape.

In a cold sweat, Hill turned his eyes to see Fran with a scolding face: “Foreign…Grandfather, why are you here?”

“If someone wants to kill you, do I have to collect the corpse for you?” Fran said coldly: “Don’t you know how many people around here are watching? You dare to die with a little talent?”

“Yes, yes, grandfather, I’m sorry! I won’t dare anymore!” Hill repeatedly begged for mercy.

“What are you doing here?” Fran asked, “I let you stay in the mage tower honestly, don’t care about these things! You little mage dare to participate in the battle of God?”

Hill was surprised: “God war? He just appeared?”

“What do you say in God’s Domain!” Fran said, “Quickly follow me back!”

Hill said regretfully, “That tablet is very useful! I just read a little and added a lot of formulas.”

Fran replied: “There will still be a chance in the future. The news of the god war will come back soon. These undead people are always going to run. Just take two at that time.”

Hill could only answer yes, but he knew in his heart that the players were afraid of nothing to do, how could they be afraid of war, and the gods were not afraid.

In their game, no matter how powerful the gods and demons are, they are only the boss they can solve. They couldn’t be more familiar with the life pile.

The ambition of the god of time and space has been clearly revealed. As long as most of his divine power is handed over to the system, the summoned players can drown the human continent.

Dozens of human kingdoms have a combined population of only 230 million. Hill never doubted the population of a technological society.

Hill looked up to Fran and said, “I want to find an excuse to tell the player my address. They are welcome to visit me when they arrive in the West.”

Fran raised his eyebrows: “It seems that you have seen a lot of messages in the past few days. We have to talk about it when we go back!”

Hill knew that Fran had acquiesced. He quickly turned his head and looked everywhere.

The little wizard who looked at basic alchemy had already walked to the stove in the corner and tried to cook the potion. Hill lightly sat on the branch above his head: “Wrong, that is Schisandra, you want to put milk thistle.”

The little mage who called Haw Wai Wai let out an exclamation, threw the schisandra away in a hurry and put a handful of silybum marianum seeds. Then suddenly raised his head to look at Hill: “Who?”

Hill lowered his head and smiled at him: “Hello, this is Hill. Hill Polano.”

Hawwaiwai hesitated and said: “Hello, I am Hawwaiwai. Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?”

Hill listened to this special language for the task, and smiled: “I am very curious about the legendary undead, so I came to take a look. Among so many people, you are the only one who is earnestly distinguishing herbal medicines. Does the undead don’t use medicine?”

“No, it’s just that our herbal medicine is not the same as yours here, so we can’t recognize it.” Haw said, “We who came first prefer to fight, and there will be more researchers in the future.”

“Really?” Hill replied, “Actually, I still want to watch it for a few days. But the elders came and arrested me and went back. I appreciate your efforts.”

Hill looked at the haw who almost jumped up and smiled: “You are currently in the northern border of Salar, and I live in the Baronial Polano in the western border. If one day, you are in the west, welcome to my house as a guest. .”

Hill handed Haowaiwai a small set of Magic power potions: “I think you want to make this. This is what I did before. Get it for you.”

He looked at the thankful harp: “Although you are also a junior professional level, you don’t seem to be very suitable for magic power. Read more basic books. Mathematics is the foundation of magic.”

Hill flew slowly, and when he was about to install a big one, he was grabbed by the collar by Flange and entered the ultra-high-speed flight mode.

The Sorcerer deserves to be a high rank! Hill felt like he flew back to the mage tower in about 2 hours, just like a tornado.

Seeing Adrian who had returned, Hill knew why Frank knew he had run away.

He first complained and said: “Why did you come back so early? Adrian Uncle!”

Adrian simply laughed angrily: “Do you know how it feels when I rush back to see you not here?”

Hill replied, “I just went and took a look.”

Adrian said: “You told me not to contact them! Then what do you do by yourself?”

Hill shifted his attention and said: “They said at least 50,000 people will come in one month.”

Fran, who had been listening, couldn’t help it: “A month?”

“Yes, they said it themselves.” Hill replied: “The undead people have been talking about it, thinking that the small valley can’t live, William should give the newcomers a new place. I was curious, so I listened carefully. , They said that 50,000 people would have to come in after a month.”

Fran said: “That is, at least 50,000 people?”

“Yeah, that one has probably been hiding for a long time, and his supernatural power is very powerful!” Hill said, “I just don’t know how he accumulated the faith.”

Flange replied: “It’s not the world. But it is based here, so he must return to this side to seal the gods.”

Hill felt that if he was in Otherworld, he might be the god of the game.

He asked Fran questioningly: “If it’s Otherworld, why is there a magical battle? Which one ended up so early?”

Fran sneered: “In addition to his own time and space, that person’s hand also extends to entertainment and education, even justice and fairness!”

Hill frightened: “Justice?”

Fran said, “Are you stupid? Is justice and fairness the same thing?”

He added: “That majesty only dared to use justice.”

Justice and fairness have always been together in Hill’s eyes, but they are definitely not here. This continent has never pursued fairness. The god of justice looks more like the god of contract.

Justice must be declared by righteous gods. Who is offended by entertainment and education?

Fran looked at the puzzled Hill and said, “Love and literature, knowledge.”

Adrian was stunned: “Knowledge?”

Fran said: “The majesty seems to want to determine the definition of education first.”

Hill suddenly understood that the world’s professionals are all single-line apprentices, and there is no such thing as basic education. It is very difficult for ordinary civilians to learn to write. A personal servant like Bonn, who can be a nobleman, has to rely on several generations of struggle. Lina’s father was Fran’s entourage.

What education means is that the world doesn’t even understand the gods: to them, knowledge is expensive and needs to be cherished.

Hill didn’t want to say anything. Even if the god of knowledge understood the meaning of education, he might not fight for it.

He was shocked to hear Fran say: “This time the main end is the rose and the scepter.” Hill knew this was referring to the nobility and the god of kingship. It seems that this person understands that fairness is the greatest threat to the foundation of the nobility.

Then the goddess of love and art, who has been stalking the god of nobility, will definitely end. Now that these two have taken action, then the god of justice and the god of knowledge will only wait and see.

Hill thought silently: “Nobles and kings? Players, but no one really believes in this stuff. Few people who believe these will come to play games.”

Fran said to him: “Do you really think that one has a chance? Why do you suddenly come into contact with the undead?”

Adrian was stunned: “Hill, don’t you always want us to contact the undead?”

Fran went on to say: “And after I talked about the war of gods, you still emphasized that people came to you when they came to the West. It seems that you think William can win?”

Hill said: “They have a lot of people. 50,000 people in their mouths are just the first step.”

Fran was surprised: “Do you think the power of that majesty is enough to summon more undead?”

“Although their bodies are made of divine power, they are very weak.” Hill doesn’t want to say that the tablet is the basis of divine power. Those bodies are actually made by relying on tablets.

The supernatural power is only a little bit, which constitutes the chip of the tablet, and this chip is also hidden.

The player’s body is made by the magic of connecting chips. Hill has noticed that the spying wizards are all paying attention to the bodies of the undead, exploring the contrast between the magical power and the divine power that constitute the body. In fact, there is no supernatural power in that body.

When the player uses the tablet, they are taken out of the backpack. Hill has carefully observed that the small bag that exists in the shape of a pocket is the flat motherboard, and the supernatural power that constitutes the chip has been steadily hidden in it. The tablet in the player’s hand is actually a computer screen.

What a genius idea. He is the god of time and space, and each of his family members carries a space bag, and no one feels abnormal. The waist bag of this standard can be made by the Arch Mage. Players use it every day, perfect to let all the prying people ignore it.

Even if he guessed it, Hill didn’t want to tell anyone.

He looked up and said, “I can feel his power. And the undead are pretty sure that their lord god can summon more people!”

Adrian breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That’s good too. As long as his job is not affected, my majesty will not take any shots casually.”

Fran said: “Then let’s not mention it. God war has nothing to do with the wizard.” He turned his head to face Hill: “Where is the place you said last time? I’ll see if it’s suitable to build a tower.”