Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster - Chapter 8 White Cat Alice

　　 Said that it was the fearless Hill who was still upset for several days and couldn't even meditate. He wandered in the small forest outside the tower every day, staring at the distance in a daze.

　　 However, while feeding the cat one day, the white cat gently jumped into his arms, meowed a few times, raised his head and gently licked Hill's cheek.

　　 Hill looked down at the cat's blue eyes and smiled softly: Life is always full of surprises and twists and turns, but the occasional small surprises can make him cheer up and go on.

　　 The white cat started playing in the magic tower from this day. Although he still had to return to the forest to rest, he was willing to stay with Hill during the day.

　　 Then one day, Hill crouched in front of the white cat and asked, "Can you know the name of the beautiful lady?"

　　 The white cat took a bite of the little fish presented by Hill: "Alice!"

　　 is really a cat's name! Hill silently sighed and touched Alice's little head: "Hello, Miss Alice!"

　　 Alice gave him a graceful look, then moved Hill's hand with her paw, bit the dried fish, and gently jumped onto the bay window, and lay down steadily.

　　 Hill has since returned to his fixed life steps, except for the presence of Alice around him.

　　 When Adrian returned three months later, Hill had completely stabilized. He can still ask Adrian what he thinks with interest.

"What a crazy race!" Adrian was going crazy. "I thought the undead meant that their lives would not end! But they would actually be resurrected! Soul and body are separate! Their bodies seem to be created by God. , The soul can be used without death! The **** of time and space was wasted on making their bodies!"

　　 Hill pulled him up and said, "Don't waste saliva, let's go to the study and tell my grandfather at the same time!"

　　 The flanges are connected soon, and I've probably been waiting.

Adrian took a sip of wine, loosened his neckline, and put his eyes on the sofa and said blankly: "I sometimes think that he is a devil who steals divine power. Otherwise, how could such a race be created! There is no shame, and the benefits are needed. Snatch frantically, and fight each other for a little profit. Prince William's men are keeping law and order every day!"

　　 Hill said: "Then they should be easy to use, right?"

"Very easy to use! There is no professional self-esteem! Give a little money to instruct them. William asked them to build houses for civilians, and they are willing to do it!" Adrian sighed with emotion: "I don't know where this **** got it. The soul of, obviously does everything by no means, but they are all neutral camps. I have seen several Paladins of the Lord of Justice throw detection camps on them! They are all chaotic neutral and lawful neutral!"

　　 Hill replied gently: "Because they didn't deal with civilians, right?"

"That's true! William also seems to have doubts. It's all his people dealing with the undead! Speaking of them, they are very easy to talk about. They are very happy to build their own house!" Adrian said doubtfully: "William still They were arranged in a valley far away from the commoners and nobles. They had to walk far to build houses for the commoners every day, and they were not angry at all!"

Hill thought silently, "I'm very happy to change for me! What kind of fairy game actually has a house that can be built to play! The keyboard game I used to play, it took 10 years to have a house, and it collapsed before nothing happened. , I’m not so happy to play!"

　　 Adrian continued: "I originally wanted to watch for a while, or go down and talk about it!"

　　 Hill looked sideways: "Are you crazy?"

　　 "I think they can get along with the snoopers who are talking to them." Adrian said: "It's just a little bit good to talk to them, but I can't get it out!"

　　 "You will let Prince William know if you talk to them! Don't draw that person's attention! Grandfather is still in the capital!" Hill strongly objected.

　　 "Yes! Yes!" Adrian said with a loss: "I haven't made it yet!"

　　 "What happened?"

　　 "I eavesdropped on what they said, saying that the test is about to end. More people will come soon! I counted their number, there are already more than 1,000 people, and I still have to come!"

　　Flange suddenly plugged in: "Are all professionals?"

　　 "Yes! Teacher!" Adrian quickly sat up and spoke. He and Hill didn't have the ability to talk when the communicator was turned on, but forgot that the wizard could. Fortunately, Fran could only hear, otherwise he would be trained if he was seen.

"The other terrible thing is that they have an alchemy tool in their hands, and they can communicate with each other. And it's multi-person communication. Sometimes when they encounter something, everyone will come almost instantly. They can also directly notify William, Edward and Some people in Charles are exposed like this."

　　 "No wonder the king has no news at all." Fran almost smiled: "It's okay, we can still observe for a while. If there are really many undead people, I will find an excuse to go to your side."

　　 Hill said immediately, "Better come quickly."

Fran replied: "Edward and Charles should be the most anxious now! They looked down on William at first and took William to stand up. Unexpectedly, the people who were forced to leave became gods. The gods did not allow humans to fight. A war between nations. But William has the right to succeed Salar and is related to the newly born gods. There will be no temples to intervene in this matter."

　　 Adrian replied: "That's great, no matter who shot it back then, you can die together now!"

　　 "William doesn't know whether he is the favored one of the gods or the future leader? But if Salar becomes the kingdom of gods, many people will be unlucky." Fran almost laughed.

　　 Hill thought silently: I don’t know if that William is the so-called God of Time and Space. Hill has also read some online novels that summon the fourth natural disaster, and they usually become kings and gods. If William was a traverser, he would probably be the **** of the future. No, it may be a **** of a god, and the system that can help him summon people may also become a god. In any case, Salar will not be better in the future.

　　 He suddenly raised his head and asked Fran: "It is said that the king has three years left? Then if Prince William returns to the capital with the undead within these three years, will he be able to directly inherit the throne?"

　　 Adrian asked in surprise: "Do you think the undead can form an army? How many tens of thousands?"

　　Franch said: "They used more than 1,000 people to test the stability of the summoning, so there must be tens of thousands of people in the main body!"

　　 Hill thought: tens of thousands? If it is really an online game, it is estimated that it will cost hundreds of thousands of such an interesting game, right? After all, such a smart npc is attractive enough!

　　 He looked up and said: "Grandfather's best to start packing his luggage, and leave as soon as the accident occurs. I remember that the contract between grandfather and the royal family of Salar can be terminated at any time."

　　Fran replied: "Yes. The archmage stage must serve the Salar royal family, and only after becoming a wizard can occupy a magic tower. If you don't want to be the tower owner, you can leave at any time."

　　 Adrian said quietly: "This tower was originally owned by our teacher, but so much effort was wasted."

　　 Hill replied: "Fate is still the most important thing, or do you want to be a devout mage of the gods?"

　　 "Forget it!" Adrian said: "Salar holy kingdom, hehe, there hasn't been a holy kingdom in thousands of years. I didn't expect that Salar would have this honor!"

　　Fran concluded: "Don't talk nonsense! I want to pass the matter to Edward and Charles. By the way, put away all the important things. If there is a war, I will leave immediately! I am not interested in participating in the royal internal war!"

　　 Hill knew in his heart that if a foreign enemy invaded, Fran would definitely stay and hold on to the end. However, what happened to his daughter by the Salar royal family meant that Fran would never participate in this kind of struggle within them. What's more, with the participation of gods, probably in the next few years, or before the **** of time and space lifts up the throne, all the gods' eyes will be fixed on Salar. Almost all civilians in Salar have beliefs, and they must be very safe for this period of time in the future. As for the nobles, Flange doesn't care about them.

　　 He hurriedly said before Fran cut off the communication: "Grandpa should come here as soon as possible! I also need help from Grandpa!"

　　 Hill felt that these players probably came from the high-tech era, otherwise such a smart npc would need a powerful server host to believe it. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

From the first contact with this deformed society, he felt that the behavior of the nobles was very disgusting. The attitude of treating human life as a waste can be judged as a psychopath in Hill’s world. Like Adrian, he just looked down on civilians and The servants, who disdain to do them, are simply superb.

　　 The life gap between nobles, professionals and civilian slaves is like the coexistence of modern society and the period of slavery. Hill’s magic tower kitchen utensils are all alchemy products using elemental spar, you can't even see an open flame, and some farm slaves can't even use firewood. The terrible class contradiction was firmly suppressed by powerful forces.

　　 Hill, who has no ability to draw his sword and rises by himself, can only hide himself without seeing it. However, when hundreds of thousands of players appeared, they were not afraid of death and daring. When they saw the injustice, someone would definitely take action. When they saw the illiterate, the poor and innocent civilian children were definitely taught. This continent that has maintained a slave society for hundreds of thousands of years is finally about to become one. The pot of porridge is boiling.

　　 If Hill is among these players, he will not hesitate to fight against the nobles who oppress the common people. If it is just a game, who would be afraid of divine punishment! What's more, how can human gods punish players who help ordinary people? That's the foundation of their faith. The only thing those gods can do is to grab faith. This is hundreds of thousands of professionals! Hill believes that the **** of time and space can't control the players' determination to convert. As long as the benefits are sufficient, they don't know what the players can do.

　　 A serious and indifferent person like Flange, if he confronts the players head-on, he will definitely die of anger! Their thinking is something that Fran would never understand.

　　 Before, Hill still wanted to build the territory a little bit, but now he can give up. Let's call Fran over to build a magic tower!