Sword and Magic and Taxi

"This is an informal negotiation. Net" Zhao Mai cheered for herself by explaining her thoughts to Xiaohua. "It doesn't involve ideology, it doesn't involve politics... Forget it, I must be talking about these because of a problem in my head. I just said that this is a business negotiation."

　　 "Come on!" Xiaohua, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, encouraged Zhao Mai as always.

　　 Zhao Mai is confident of doing something that no one has tried, but he also needs to consider what to do if something goes wrong. He threw the food reserves into the car and put the flower pots of small flowers in. The car was moving and stopped a few meters away, ready to evacuate.

　　 Even if there is a fight, the gods will not actually come down. The gods are basically the most powerful force they can use. But the divine envoy was not created out of thin air, and needed a believer's body as a container. Thankfully, the druid does not have a very clear main belief—unlike a magic user and a magic god, Glarion does not have the so-called druid god—the only one who has the power of magic beyond the natural force is Huo Er, the priest of Gozle, the **** of wind and waves. In order to give himself more time to escape when the negotiation broke down, Gozlet was directly crossed out by Zhao Mai from the phone book.

　　 He would never tell Hall about this, nor would Xiaohua and the reserve grain.

"Ilori is also ruled out. Gods who are too strict will not be accommodating, and the possibility of fighting is the highest. The protector of animals and plants, and is in charge of agriculture and commerce... Erastir is a good choice. Let her start. ."

　　 Zhao Mai cleared an open space beside the tree of comprehension, moved a stone slab with psychic powers, and drew the holy emblem of Erastir with ink pen on it. Xiao Hua is the art director of this work, and the tree of comprehension is the production supervisor, so Zhao Mai's paintings look alike. The part of prayer can be waved freely, but what should be used as tribute?

　　 What Zhao Mai first thought of was Destiny Gold Coins, and Erastir also took charge of business, should he be interested in gold coins? Zhao Mai took out five gold coins and placed them next to the holy emblem, and then began to pray on the opposite side of the slate.

"The heavens and the earth are all spirits, Erastir is about to show up... I'm joking, I respect you very much, Your Excellency Erastir. My name is Zhao Mai, from other worlds, I come to Glarion with Thoughts of friendship, goodwill, and peace..."

　　 Zhao Mai kept muttering, fully expounding his thoughts, hoping to get the approval of Erastir and thus obtain the identity of "local creature". Even if it is not a "green card", it is good to have an official travel permit or temporary residence permit, at least it can save most of the worries. However, this is more troublesome than going to the embassy for a visa. After all, the visa officer will ask a few questions, and Zhao Mai doesn't know what the gods are concerned about, so he can only talk non-stop based on his own imagination. After a long while, the holy emblem did not respond, and the divine power did not fluctuate. Erastir did not send any message to Zhao Mai, but the fate gold coin was missing.

　　 "Are you sure no one has moved, right?" Zhao Mai looked at Xiao Hua, who nodded vigorously. In fact, Zhao Mai didn't need to ask her at all. After all, he was also very alert. If someone came to take the fate gold coin, he wouldn't know it. "It's very much like the state of the destiny gold coin disappeared when driving through, completely silent and without a trace, as if it had never existed at all."

　　 Xiaohua agreed: "Well, I think so too. Does this mean that the Great God Erastier has agreed to your request and your identity problem has been solved?"

"I don't know, I didn't feel any feedback. Although there is one missing gold coin of fate, what does this mean? Is it acquiesced, or is it ready to take money and not do anything? Uh...I'm kidding, God, Don't take it to your heart."

　　 Xiaohua glared at Zhao Mai: "Be careful when you speak, don't be self-defeating!"

　　 "Mike, what are you still doing here? Why haven't you left!" Wadsworth heard the strange movement here from a distance, so he came to check. He walked over in three steps and took two steps, saw the **** emblem on the slab, and took a breath: "Are you crazy? I told you that it is dangerous to do so, why do you still get into trouble!"

"Confrontation is not the only theme in this world. It is exploration and exploration. I believe that as long as we can communicate, it will be better than confrontation." Zhao Mai calmly explained to Wadsworth: "I have gained reserves in this world. Liang, I found Xiaohua and met you. I like this world. I hope to be accepted and allowed when I want to come here. I hope to be a door-to-door guest. You know, I am neither a thief nor a fight. Robber coming."

　　 "You!" Wadsworth raised his fist and punched himself in the thigh. "Your courage is really great! Are you negotiating with the gods? Putting gold coins as a bargaining chip? Fortunately, it is Elastir, who is in charge of trade, so tolerate your behavior. Other gods must do this. What should I do if it is regarded as bribery and insult? As a mortal, you have only contribution and respect, and there is no way to negotiate."

　　 Zhao Mai thought about it carefully. Wadsworth's words really made sense. He still thought of the negotiation too easily. This scene was indeed a little shabby. He put away the gold coin, exchanged a slate, and prepared to rearrange it.

　　 I have tried Erastir just now. If I try it again, I might be annoyed. I still have to replace it. According to the list, it is Desna. Her title is "Song of the Stars" and is the goddess of dreams, stars, travel and luck. Although there is no direct connection with the druid's force of nature, it is quite the identity of the traveler with Zhao Mai.

"For such a goddess, it is not appropriate to use fate gold coins. Then there is only one thing I can take." Zhao Mai took out a sage's stone-or called the magic stone~www.wuxiaspot. com~ placed below Desna’s holy emblem image. "In theory, this thing is a piece of my life. I am equivalent to giving myself out. Is this enough to show respect?"

　　 "I don't know..." Xiaohua shrugged, and no one could say anything about this.

"Then Wadsworth was right. How can I be a mortal negotiating with the gods, so I must show enough strength." Zhao Mai waved to Wadsworth: "Excuse me, please step back and give it to the community for a while. The druid also explained that I am doing a prayer ceremony."

　　 "What do you want to do?" Wadsworth just asked, and knew the answer immediately. Zhao Mai began to release the natural force, and there were at least two forms of energy that he didn't understand. This time unlike the mangroves, Zhao Mai did not show offensive power, but simply activated his body.

　　 Every cell is fully stretched, every inch of his body is burning to generate power. Zhao Mai quickly regenerates his body's hair, and the golden light envelopes his figure, rushing to the sky like a pillar of fire. The elemental power represented by lightning, flames, and ice, the constantly appearing spirit, soul fragments, and the vigorous vitality, mixed into Zhao Mai's declaration to the gods.

　　 This is not an extraordinary person.