Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

This world that is willing to accept Hill is very strict in its requirements but gentle in its approach.

When all the chaos calmed down, Hill returned to the top of the tower and found that his magic tower was located on a very high cliff. Light clouds and mist surrounded the bottom of the tower, but did not block his sight.

The seaside city about seven kilometers away from the cliff was clearly visible to Hill, who had always had good eyesight.

This is a very prosperous city, full of traffic and pedestrians.

The attire also made people feel unexpectedly familiar, as if they had suddenly arrived in the Victorian era... The old TV series that Hill had watched over and over again seemed to flood into his head at this moment, especially some of the ones dressed very Sherlock Holmes. The male... top hat, evening gown, holding a pipe or cane.

"Hill?" A thin voice interrupted Hill's trance, "What are you thinking? Is it safe now?"

I...can come out, right? "

"Pulvi..." Hill, who had lowered his eyebrows, cheered up, "You can come out, but don't leave the magic tower. The magic power in this world is too low, and you need to get used to it."

"Okay~" The little whale swung out of its skull briskly, "Then, Hill, can Liszt get out?"

Hill nodded: "Hey~ we have to live on our own from now on... Really, even though we just arrange puppets to do things, it's so troublesome when I think about it!

I really haven’t cared about life issues for many years!

It's like... I'm suddenly back to my teenage years. "

Purvi swung her tail and said seriously: "Then I really want to see it!

Hill must have been a lot of fun as a kid. "

Hill blinked: "Ah...I have always been obsessed with studying, even when I was a child."

Unable to understand the grudges and hatreds contained in Hill's words, Purvi, who never liked learning these two words, flew around the puppet in the study and couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you let the puppet use the magic?" Tower arranged?

Although these low-level puppets are not that smart, they are fine in daily tasks, right?

Or... Hill, you're not going to give up on this magic tower, are you? "

Hill laughed: "How is that possible? The demiplane hangs on this magic tower! It's just that I felt a little emotional when I saw that... strange yet familiar... scene!"

"Familiar?" Purvi hung on the window and stared at the city, "It's a bit unclear, but it doesn't look like Aglaia?

Is it the city of Trasil?

No...I think it's a bit like the port in Calimshan! They are all exactly the same building, one that everyone would get lost in.

Could it be that you are talking about clothes? It seems to me that the decent people riding in the carriages are wearing short robes and dresses that are a bit like the ones that the undead like to wear... tight-fitting ones.

But most of them wear similar clothes to ordinary people in Toril...well, not as good as ordinary people, their clothes are so shabby! "

"Toril, after all, this is a world where even vines are tough enough to pull out silk to make clothes." Hill has regained his composure, "The plants in this world are not that powerful. It is estimated that only specific plants can be used to make clothes.

As for the civilians...it's all the same. The civilians in Toril who are in a slightly better situation can barely satisfy themselves with food and drink, but they are in danger!

Here it is! A world that doesn't even let me use level 16 puppets must be very peaceful.

Tsk~ I guess most people have never seen a professional above level 10. "

Hill still has a grudge about his puppet... Level 16 is exactly the bottom line for an intelligent puppet, the kind of good employee who can talk, laugh, and knows how to take the initiative to work.

For the rest, someone has to give orders and then they will work according to the orders.

In the past, the reason why they could use higher-level puppets in Trasil was actually because of the abnormal abundance of life energy... which was not the case in this world.

Although Hill is very grateful that the world is willing to accept him, he is not willing to use the best energy crystals to consume it.

For other things, just use them.

He held the pendant around his neck and silently communicated with the oak spirit inside... The oak tree whose body came from the branches and leaves of the World Tree was, to a certain extent, an extension of his body, so it was not banned.

But for the things inside, Hill could only take out the lower-grade ones. Even the pearls, the top-grade water-purifying pearls given to him by Aglaia, couldn't be used.

Hill couldn't help but sigh.

Since the creation of the demiplane, Hill will of course put a large amount of accumulated materials there... The most important function of the oak pendant is to provide him with daily needs and to store some precious things that he does not want to leave. : Not price, but value.

Inside the current pendant, it was created by the spirit of the oak tree like a magical forest... There are all kinds of rare fruit trees.

Hill tried it, but he couldn't even bring out the golden apple... It only allows people to temporarily return to their youthful state for ten years, but it's not even allowed!

In this world, life-extending medicine must be incredibly expensive... Although he didn't intend to make money, Hill, who had always thought about it habitually, rubbed his palms and finally decided not to do anything.

After all, he promised not to cause trouble.

In a low-demon world, it is very likely that a person who has reached the end of his lifespan can cause a terrible chain reaction if he lives for one more month.

Hill turned over the storage tool in the puppet's hand... It was a little strange. He discovered that some of the too fantasy-style ornaments were also sealed. He didn't look carefully when he threw them away because of time constraints.

Hill frowned... This world seems to dislike surprises.

Then when he goes out in the future, he must pay attention to his style of doing things.

Although the world may turn a blind eye to him because of his fellow earth connection, Hill has never been willing to cause trouble to others... especially those who are friendly to him.

Hill simply rummaged through all the storage tools that could be used.

The things Liszt prepared for Hill, in addition to the various levels of utensils in the magic tower, were mainly clothing, fabrics, furniture and small items needed for daily life, as well as a large amount of food and drinks.

After all, he was about to arrive in a new world, and when he was packing, Liszt didn't know whether the other party was friendly or not...and Hill liked to nibble on something when he was happy or unhappy.

Hill plans to observe for a while longer.

The style of this new world is a bit like a combination of magic and machinery... Of course it is not the age of steam. The energy they use should be one or several ores with energy equivalent to petroleum.

But after Hill sat by the window and observed for a few days, he discovered that energy equipment could be used, including some beautifully designed vehicles... Although horses were still used, the horses were obviously only controlling the direction and speed, and were not very responsible. weight.

A beautiful white horse can even drag a carriage that looks like a small house on the main road... Judging from the uniformed guards next to the carriage and the way pedestrians on both sides shun it, this is probably the aristocratic class. Or military vehicles.

You can tell at a glance that the horse definitely does not have the ability to bear weight, and its muscles also appear to be very relaxed.

Hill scratched his head, pointed to the carriage and said to Purvi: "Can a carriage like that... be okay?"

Purvi hung on the window and watched for a long time, then whispered softly: "Can it look better? Something like the undead will do!

It's pitch black and a bit ugly! "

"That should be nothing." Hill can still guarantee this, "Some carriages that are not that big are quite exquisite. I saw a shiny silver one in front of me with patterns all over it.

We don’t want to carve random flowers, just take a look at the plants on this mountain range and pick one that suits your eyes and carve it.

Anyway, if you like something better in the future, just change it!

We made it two layers, and the inner layer is mainly for hiding the magic tower... I will definitely take the magic tower with me, who knows in the future..."

"Sir, can you please not say anything? Who knows?" Purvi quickly interrupted him, "I am just staying in my skull, not sleeping to death!

I still know what happened! "

Hill could only remain silent and close his mouth... He suddenly wanted to know how Mr. "Xueyunfeng" persisted in himself amidst the boos of millions of people.

To be honest, it’s really difficult...

Luckily, the basic materials all work...including Joseph Garden string.

It may be because although these things have excellent properties, they do not have particularly incredible functions themselves, that is, materials that are fireproof, waterproof, and resistant to various elements.

There must be such materials in low-demon worlds, especially worlds with earth attributes. At best, there are not many of them.

But Hill just wanted to keep a low profile and didn't want to dress up in disguise or travel incognito.

He knows very well that his temperament and appearance will definitely attract attention... It is not impossible for him to hide his appearance, but there will be sensitive people in any world. If he is found to have changed his appearance, it will be more likely to cause problems.

If necessary, Hill would certainly do it.

But how to put it... a world with low demons wouldn't make him so cautious.

Everything Hill does is to respect this friendly world, but if someone is really itchy in this world, he will not hide there.

A world that is willing to accept Hill's arrival certainly understands this.

But he seemed very confident... that is to say, even if this world also has his son of the world, the will of the world also believes that this person will not offend Hill.

This is enough.

Without the undead, Hill felt that he was a person who was easy to talk to and didn't like to cause trouble.

In such a troubled world in Toril, he is...well...Kell is himself sick, right?

Even if there is no Hill, Corellon will not let him go!

"Hill. Purvi, who was spinning around in the air to observe the plants near the magic tower, suddenly shouted, "You haven't said the name of this world yet! "

Hill, who was sitting among piles of materials from various departments, raised his head and said, "Oisses."