A strange world

Chapter 771 Section 2. Crystal Nest Scavenger Base

Walking under the sunshine, we came to the square, and the city lord's palace appeared in front of us.

Annan passed the city lord's palace without entering, but he was seen by the guards as he passed along the sunflower field, and Olmedo drove him out.

"Are you willing to come back from your sweetheart?" Olmedo said deliberately.

"Why do you smell a strange smell?" Annan frowned and waved his hand, "It seems to be a mixture of jealousy and envy."

Olmedo countered: "Just come back. There are many things in Liberty City that require you to take charge."

"You know? We can't breathe while smiling." Annan said suddenly.

Olmedo breathed doubtfully and smiled.

Annan took the opportunity to say: "Actually, I just want to see your smile."

While Olmedo was stunned, Annan quietly slipped into the crystal lair next door.

Ilimoyas is still sleeping, her elegant and slender dragon body lying on the pile of golden treasures, like a long and beautiful picture scroll.

Annan wanted to climb onto the dragon's back while Ilimoyas was sleeping...but if she accidentally rolled over, she would be crushed to death.

Annan gave up her plan and waved to the ghosts: "How long will she continue to sleep?"

The three-color ghost said with certainty: I will definitely wake up before this winter!

Annan went to visit the three little ones next door. It's just that they haven't seen each other for two months, and they have grown bigger again and are growing from young dragons to young dragons.

This little nest can barely contain them and their treasures...

"But what is this?"

Annan asked, pointing to the spinning machine in Grasti's lair.

"Susan Spinner."

"I know what it is, I mean, why would you have something like that in your lair?"

Ymirs and Cletalia's lairs are much more normal. Because they have been exploited and plundered by their parents and sisters, they can only decorate their nests with beautiful stones and cover them with a thin layer of coins without worrying about being stolen - they have counted every coin here. Hundreds of times.

"Real wealth does not lie in money and treasures, but in productivity. I only spent 50 silver coins on this broken spinning machine, and also used a favor to repair it. 50 silver coins are just 50 silver coins, but I turned 50 silver coins into As a spinning machine, it can bring me far more value than 50 silver coins."

Ymirs and Cletaliya squatted aside like two birds, trying to understand what their companions meant.

Annan opened his mouth and swallowed back what he originally wanted to say: "I will tell my uncle and aunt to let you go to school."

Don't delay the child.

"But there's a problem..." Annan pointed to the spinning machine, "You didn't use it to create value, but just left it in the nest to gather dust."

Grasty stood there, shaking his head seriously: "You're right, I need to use it."

It seems that people in Free City will soon see a new sight: a young dragon operating a spinning machine.

But when Annan turned around, the three little ones came up to Annan in unison. Facing the six shining crystals, Annan smiled and took out 3 gold coins, and then took out 30 silver coins: "Which one do you want?"

This shouldn't be a multiple-choice question, but Grasty stopped them both and said: "We should choose 10 silver coins, 1 gold coin is a trap... Gold coins will only be robbed when they appear in our lair, so we have to start from 0 and 10 Silver coins make the choice.”

But Ymirs and Cletaliya still followed their instincts and chose 1 gold coin, scratched open the nest and hid it deep in the den. Only Grasti chose 10 silver coins.

This once again convinced Annan that Grasty must go to school.

After coming out of the crystal lair, Annan came to the scavenger base while thinking about whether to build another dragon lair to house the people of Ilimoyas.

The scavenger base, built entirely of limestone and cement, lacks color and looks solemn and heavy. Ely's head of the building department lived up to his name and designed a building that perfectly matched the weight the scavenger carried and what it represented.

The centurion didn't say anything, maybe he was just having fun in his dreams.

The scavenger base was not finished yet. After looking at it on the street for a while, Annan planned to go directly to the soldier station.

"You're already here, why don't you come in and take a look?"

The centurion's figure suddenly appeared from the steps.

Annan was not surprised at all. He pointed at the scaffolding and asked, "It hasn't been built yet."

"You didn't know? The scavenger training has already begun."

Annan accepted the centurion's invitation and walked up the steps into the unfinished scavenger base.

The interior of the base has not yet been decorated, and the empty corridors and echoes make it look like a huge cement coffin.

The centurion carried the magic lamp and came to a room where five figures stood.

She introduced: "This is Annan, your senior."

"Lord Annan!"

"senior!"

"Lord City Lord!"

"Jack!"

they shouted in confusion.

These five carefully selected by the centurion were all retired soldiers from the legion. They are unfit to remain in the Legion for a variety of reasons...but their prowess at hunting Skaven is well deserved.

Broken Tooth stood with them as the mouse stood with Lily.

"Annan and I will be responsible for grading this test."

The centurion said and walked to a door, "Pick up your weapons. There are five standing signs behind the door. You must shoot at the standing sign you think is the most suspicious within three seconds. If you don't shoot, you will miss the target." Unqualified!"

The centurion suddenly kicked open the new door, and five trainee scavengers rushed in behind the door.

Annan saw the signs that the centurion said: four different kinds of rats and the little girl surrounded by them.

"1!"

boom!

"2!"

Bang bang bang!

"3!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Five men fired eight shots.

The Centurion quickly came to the young man who finally put down the magic musket and had the same ferocious scar on his cheek as the Centurion: "Can you tell me what you are doing!"

"I thought they were all suspicious, so I killed them all." The retired soldier of the Hellfire Legion puffed up his chest.

"excellent!"

The centurion gave an unexpected score. He walked to the sign and pointed out who made these bullet holes one after another, and then gave them a passing score.

Finally, she came to the little girl’s place and pointed at the bullet hole in her forehead and asked:

"Who the hell killed such a cute little girl!"

"Uh...it's me." A short young man stood up.

The centurion stared at him with a sense of oppression: "I need a reason."

"I...I found that the little girl was smiling, and she didn't look scared...The ratmen next to her were surrounding her, as if they were protecting her...I know that the Stun ratmen have reproduced for hundreds of generations, and some of these groups She looks like both a human and an elf...so I guess she must be an important figure among the Skaven..."

"Although there are some loopholes and self-righteousness, if you can think of so much in three seconds, either you are a cruel guy, or you are a smart person... I prefer the latter."

The centurion's coldness melted and he said with a smile: "So, I give you full marks."