One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 107 Luxury (Subscribe for the third update)

It is undoubtedly a very painful thing to walk in the desert at a temperature of more than 50 degrees Celsius during the day.

Even the Calishites who are used to the hot desert climate have to drink almost half of a pot of water every hour, and occasionally pour a little on their heads and bodies to cool down, so as to barely ensure that they will not fall into depression due to dehydration and heat stroke. coma.

In less than five hours, more than 280 liters of water were consumed.

And this is almost equivalent to the load of a camel.

In other words, in just one afternoon, the caravan drank four wooden barrels with a capacity of 70 liters, and turned a camel from "full load" to "empty load".

What's even more outrageous is that the camels, the real big water consumers, haven't started drinking yet.

Although under extreme conditions, these "ships of the desert" can go without water for two weeks to a month.

But doing so will cause their physical strength and weight-bearing ability to decrease, and they may even collapse and die of illness.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the camels in the caravan are fed with about one liter of water every day to ensure that their physical strength will not have problems.

This means that just one thousand camels consume one thousand liters of water every day.

It is definitely not a small pressure for logistical support.

When it gets dark and the entire caravan camps in place, ready to eat and sleep...

Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief as they watched the soldiers and the little werewolves first take out a huge wooden barrel from the dimension bag, and then unscrew a shiny silver kettle to pour water into it.

The kettle, which was about the size of an adult man's palm, filled the entire wooden barrel continuously.

Then he took out a tent to surround the wooden basin, and at the same time placed a candlestick attached to the second-ring magic [Immortal Flame] in the tent.

When everything was done, Zuo Si got up and went in, took off her clothes and soaked in the cold water to take a bath.

Bathing in clean water in the endless desert? !

Not to mention those slaves, civilians and mercenaries staring blankly.

Even Bernard, who came from a wealthy business family, opened his mouth in shock and couldn't close it for a long time.

"This... this is too extravagant!" The half-orc warrior Rhett couldn't help but exclaimed.

As a person who has followed caravans through the Karin Desert more than once, he has also seen many eccentricities of rich businessmen and nobles, such as having to eat fresh meat, fish, fruits and vegetables every day.

But this is the first one to take a shower with clean water in the middle of the desert.

Although Rhett knew that his eccentric little master possessed powerful magical powers, he never expected that the other party could play such ingenious tricks.

"That's [Endless Kettle]! A magic item that can be permanently connected to the water elemental plane. Its selling price in Calimport is 5360 gold coins!"

A mercenary announced the name of the small kettle and its daunting price with a trembling voice.

"What? More than 5,000 gold coins? Just to buy a kettle that can pour out water infinitely? This world is so crazy!" Another mercenary couldn't help complaining.

Obviously, for those of them who lick their blood and risk their lives for money, "spending huge sums of money" to buy expensive magic items just for a little convenience is simply "luxury" to the extreme.

Not to mention the unheard of thing to bathe in clear water in the desert.

"At least we don't have to worry about the depletion of fresh water reserves anymore, don't we?" Bernard defended Zuo Si with his mouth twitching.

The mercenary captain first licked his dry lips, and immediately nodded in agreement: "That's right! It seems that we can openly supply water to everyone, including those slaves and camels. And once we have enough water to replenish , even if the caravan travels 60 kilometers a day, it won’t be a big problem.”

"But I still can't understand why it is necessary to spend more than 5,000 gold coins for a problem that can be solved by spending dozens of gold coins."

"Same! I can't understand it either. But it doesn't stop me from being envious and jealous, and I also hope that one day I can be so rich and self-willed."

"Hahahaha! It's up to you? Don't dream! As far as I know, you will always drink the cheapest beer when you go to a tavern, and you won't even be willing to order a glass of wine for five copper coins."

"Cut! You don't understand! Only by saving in this way can you save enough money to go back to your hometown and get married."

...

While these mercenaries were bickering, chatting and beating each other, Zuo Si, who was a bit of a clean freak, had already washed off the dust and gravel on his body, changed into a set of plain clothes and came out of the tent.

As a modern person, his pursuit of food and personal hygiene has long been a deep-rooted habit.

As long as conditions permit, I will take a bath at least once a day and brush my teeth twice a day.

Even when living in the high tower of the floating city, it is no exception.

Since the sun had already set at this moment, the temperature of the surrounding environment was dropping rapidly, and it was only about 20 degrees left at the moment.

So Zuo Si didn't feel any discomfort even after putting away the [Frozen Pearl], except that the air was a little dry, and the fine gravel would fly around with the wind.

Without any hesitation!

He directly unscrewed the [Endless Kettle] and poured a lot of water on the ground until the moisture content in the air increased significantly, and the gravel was wet and could no longer fly.

After finishing all this, he threw the water bottle in his hand to Bernard and said: "Take it to replenish enough water for those slaves and hired civilians, and by the way, simply scrub their bodies. This will ensure that they will not get sick to the greatest extent. Tired."

"You mean... to give this expensive magic item to those slaves directly?"

Bernard's eyes widened and he could hardly believe what he heard.

Calimshan, who practiced slavery, naturally need not tell.

If a slave owner uses magic items for slaves, it is equivalent to placing himself in the same position as a slave.

Not only will you be ridiculed by everyone, but you will also be excluded by your circle.

In comparison, the business empire Amn is slightly better.

But any family with a little background will also establish strict rules.

Servants will never be allowed to eat at the same table as their masters, or let servants touch expensive things such as magic items, paintings, and sculptures.

And think that it is a servant's offense and insult to the master.

But Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "That's right! Anyway, magic items like [Endless Kettle] that don't have a use limit, if they can't be fully utilized, then what's the point of their existence."

identity?

class?

status?

He doesn't care about that.

As a planeswalker, Zuo Si really cares about only two things, knowledge and power.

The former can help him better understand and recognize this complex multiverse, while the latter is a necessary means to ensure his own safety.

The two complement each other and are indispensable.

As for how those "high society" such as nobles and wealthy businessmen think of themselves...

Zuo Si felt that as long as he had enough power, even if he wore a tattered and patched beggar's uniform at the banquet, he would be touted as a "trend", and eating rudely would be interpreted as "bold" and "Informal."

In short, the strong are always privileged.

This is most evident in Elminster, the first elector of the Goddess of Magic, the Great Sage of Shadow Valley, who is said to be one of the most powerful spellcasters in Faerun.

With his weird temper and personality, he doesn't look like a likable guy.

But even so, there are still a large number of people who take the trouble to tout it.

Merchants will even fabricate all kinds of stories, using the old man's fame to gain popularity and promote their own products.

(end of this chapter)