Heaven’s Intention

Time passes day by day. Soon, autumn passed, and winter came.

The weather in December is like the face of a child. It always says that it will change. In the morning, it will still be sunny. The sky will be overcast in the morning, and there will be snowflakes in the sky.

This was the first snow this winter, and another good thing was ushered in at the same time in the territory of Romont.

The rock town where he once ordered construction has been completed.

But in the blink of an eye, it was snowing again at noon, and the early winter sun shone on the ground.

Luo Leike was walking quietly on the street, wearing a mage's robe on his body, covering half of his face under the hood, his eyes flashing in his hidden eyes, and his tight lips were squeezed tightly, and the focusless eyes fell on The surrounding buildings, he has been here the next day, holding the blessing of the hotel owner Carry. I already know the whole town.

First of all, the town was paved with gravel, which formed the original planning line.

Then, under arrangements such as this one, both sides of the road are planned to have exactly the same area.

The unified construction is a wooden house. Although it is a wooden house, in fact, two-thirds of it is built of clay bricks, but the roof and gate are wooden roofs. It is said that the druid lord specially invited someone to burn bricks in order to save wood. Although these bricks are Said the quality is not good, but it is enough.

Like ordinary wooden houses, ordinary wooden boards are used for the windows, and ordinary people cannot afford glass at all.

Rolek once watched that this kind of house has a very large area and can be separated into several small rooms. This is the thing for the townspeople. There is no special fireplace in the room, but a small brazier is installed. In winter, it can burn a fire tray drive. chill.

At this time, it was noon, a ray of cooking smoke was emerging from the chimneys, and was floating above the sky. This means that the townspeople are already running.

In his contemplation, a sound came from a wooden house, and Rolek, whose thoughts were interrupted, raised his head and saw that a family had already come out, taking advantage of the noon rest time, and began to nail the fence.

The materials used for the fence are wooden sticks and bamboo. This is very common. Every residential house has a large area where you can tie the fence, and the inside is the vegetable patch.

The hostess has divided the field and planted a seed.

Rolek knows that a dish that is "Lokka" is usually grown in the early winter. It grows rapidly from winter to spring and can become a dish for ordinary families.

The magic disaster has not passed yet, and these leaders have worked hard for a new life.

Seeing this, Rolek said nothing, and there was a trace of loss in his eyes.

After walking a few steps, Rolek lowered his head in countless past. Immediately appeared in front of him ... After a while, he gently caught a fallen leaf flying in the wind and continued to observe the situation.

Basically, the distribution of residential roads is very reasonable, symmetrical on the left and right, and there are doorplates on it. After all, it is difficult to identify which house is the same house.

Twenty-five households are symmetrical, that is, fifty households. It is an area. There is a small square in the center of the regional cross. There are two standard buildings in it, that is, patrol outposts and small department stores.

Fifty households in one district, a total of ten districts, form the core of the town.

In the middle is a large square with four areas.

In the shrine area, the shrine of the goddess of agriculture is now under construction. Watching the believers busy with their work, Lolek could not help watching a few beautiful girls appearing in his eyes, and he could not help but condensate.

"Romon, depending on the situation, it can be built before it snows!" Alini has put on a brand new priest robe. Although the priest robe still outlines her attractive curve, the white priest robe has a texture. Very gorgeous, complex patterns look pleasing to the eye, and the mark of the goddess. It is also very obvious, here are five silver lines!

Five-level priest!

Rolek took a deep breath. In the past, she was the dream girl of all the young people in the town. Now, when she sees it, not only does it not fade, but on the contrary, she is more radiant.

Rolek let himself look away and looked at the man around him.

With a robe of magical fluctuations, faintly inconspicuous, only from the collar or other details can you see the luxurious underwear inside. This person is of course Luo Meng, he smiled lightly: "Oh, it can be done before it snows Okay, so I can rest assured! "

This not only frees up a lot of manpower, but also enables the townspeople to get treatment.

"Romon, thank you very much, you support a lot." Eleanor would not think of Romon's meaning, thinking that she was flushed with pretty face as she thought, and her heart was a little sweet.

"By the way, what do you think of the pastor. What do you think?" Luo Meng asked with concern.

"This is a town of thousands of people. I still don't have the power to elect the pastor, and Pastor Parkinla is now three poles and cannot be promoted in the short term." Eleanor said with regret.

Within a year, Pastor Parkinla went from level one to three poles. This was because he was constantly allowed to participate in the war, so the gods believed that he had merit, so fast, but this also reached the limit.

After all, the individual possesses the magical power given. Both the doctrine and the understanding of God need to be accumulated.

Even Alina herself, after reaching level 5, has a long period of stagnation to consolidate her magical and religious status.

"You can act as an agent!" Luo Meng waved and said, "After waiting for an agent for a year, if you reach level 4, it is enough to be the preacher of this temple."

"This ... I'll try it." Alini is now a level 5 pastor, not yet a bishop. She has only the right to make recommendations to a pastor who presides over the temple.

"As for the original altar in the small mining village, you send another priest!"

"It's easy. Mrs. Hee Ben Ling is a second-level pastor. Although she is older, she is quite qualified." For the following altar-level pastor, Alina agreed.

When Romon and Alini finished talking, Alini smiled slightly and then left.

"Well." Luo Meng nodded slightly, watching her go away, and out of the gate.

In addition to residential houses, roads, and city walls, Panshi Town has been built. Especially the city walls are very strong and tall, and the defensive setting in the town is obviously very strong.

Luo Meng even selected a group of soldiers who had been tested by the magic disaster from the townspeople, and trained nutrition, martial arts, and military discipline. This was trained by Vavik.

Warwick is a family of knights, with deep roots, strong military, and training them, Romon is completely at ease.

And, Fafer and Hayward. They are also following the probationary study.

Originally, these soldiers all had a second-level level. With the training and teaching of such a seventh-level knight who is very rich in military qualities and combat experience, they are fully nourished and have the will to protect their homeland. Their training progresses rapidly.

By now, when the town was built, the players had reached the level of three poles, several talents were good, and the experienced fighters hoped to step into the fourth level and become the backbone.

But Fafer and Hayward, their progress is very fast, and Romon has an idea, but it has not yet been implemented.

Now, although there is no joy in the town, people are working hard. Although the days of suffering are not long past, people still have great expectations for the future.

Luo Meng looked at them and smiled. He didn't notice Luo Leike hidden in the shadows and walked around.

Similar to the growth of the town, after continuous communication with Jiefa, Romon's progress is also rapid.

In particular, his Shennongjiao space has been half a year since the last upgrade, and he has participated in several battles. There are also a lot of demon corpses placed in the space, especially in the last demon war, Romon also flew past Thousands of corpses have been stolen. Although they all failed, they still have nourishment, and the Shennongjiao space is becoming more and more prosperous.

The crops growing in the very lush fields, the wide rivers, and the leafy trees are all talking about one thing, that is, the space has considerable power.

According to the previous experience, each space upgrade is accompanied by Romond Druid level promotion.

Although the promotion of the level is indeed a good thing, if a person's achievement is too amazing, and when his strength is not strong enough, he will inevitably be jealous of others.

At the very least, if all of this is attributed to his talent, this is indeed not a good thing.

The construction of the town has been formalized. In order to cover up the rapid upgrade, Romon is ready to mass kill again-attacking the demon with lightning!

Only in this way can he show an attitude to the world that he is promoted so fast because of diligence and hard work, lest he be jealous of others, and thus cause trouble to himself.

"Romon, Romon, you are not strong enough." Looking at the sunlight in the street, Romon sighed softly.

Waiting for Romon to go away, Rolek hidden in the shadow, the corner of his mouth pulled a little, his body moved, he stared blankly at the dust floating up and down in the sun, he was a moment, and then went to Walk away from the new building.

"Oh, Mr. Master, are you back, would you like a beer?" A loud voice rang in his ears. The shopkeeper, others called him Cary, is an old man in his early fifties, with a chubby figure.

"Okay, let's have a cup!" Although the mage try not to drink alcohol ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ so as not to affect the mental stability of alcohol.

A priest or mage who is often drunk must be at a low level of collapse, but at this moment, Rolek suddenly wanted to have a drink.

"Hey! I knew that I moved from Jumu Town, but my wine wasn't dropped. People who don't know my craftsmanship and wine quality! Oh! Thank you Lord for remembering me and building me a hotel in the square Right, there are only three inns in the town! "Carrie said loudly, performing his special skill, beer brewing, a few large glasses flew up and down in his hands, only a moment, originally presented Yellow-colored beer, there have been amazing changes.

Yiteng seems to be a multi-colored foam, rising in the cup, under the light of the light, it is extremely beautiful.

After the performance was completed, a large glass of beer was cheerfully served to Rolek. Rolek smiled bitterly, took it, took a sip, and let this bitter beer flow into his throat. Then, he opened a piece of paper, Start writing the report.

For a moment, correct writing, just write without thinking.

He was ordered by the Master's Union to investigate the situation in this rock town, and he must be responsible for it no matter what.