Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill was dazzled by it: I haven’t seen such an interesting drama in many years! The purpose of the player world is indeed to make enemies angry to death, and those who watch enjoy it the most.

Hill has seen some people jokingly saying that the forum is popular. It seems that they can use tablets to view the forum.

I really want to get a tablet! Hill scratched his head and wanted to.

It's a pity that Hill is timid and wouldn't dare to use this thing even if he got it. After all, once used, it will be completely exposed under the eyes of the God of Time and Space. Hill muttered silently: "Think of William! Poor William!" Finally he controlled himself.

Hill changed his direction and squatted, and he saw a player browsing the alchemy recipe book. Although it is only a basic level potion, the formula provided by the gods is definitely more comprehensive than what Hill has in hand.

This player flipped through the pages very quickly, and Hill almost spent all his energy to memorize them.

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The extensive use of mental power made Hill a little numb, so that he did not react immediately and used magic to escape.

Hill, who was breaking out in a cold sweat, turned around and saw Fran who looked accusingly: "Grandpa...Grandpa, why are you here?"

"If someone wants to kill you, do I have to collect your body?" Fran said coldly: "Don't you know how many people are watching you around here? How dare you risk your life with just a little talent?"

"Yes, yes, grandfather, I'm sorry! I will never dare to do it again!" Hill repeatedly begged for mercy.

"What are you doing here?" Fran asked: "I asked you to stay in the mage tower and don't care about these things! How dare you, a little mage, participate in the battle of gods?"

Hill was surprised: "God War? Did He just appear?"

"What are you talking about in God's Domain!" Fran said, "Hurry back with me!"

Hill said regretfully: "That tablet is very useful! I just looked at it and added a lot of formulas."

Fran replied to him: "There will be another chance in the future. The news of the war between gods will come back soon, and some of these undead will always run away. Just take two of them by then."

Hill could only answer yes, but he knew in his heart that the players were afraid of having nothing to do. How could they be afraid of war? The gods were not afraid either.

In their game, no matter how powerful the gods and demons are, they are only bosses that they can definitely defeat. They are all too familiar with Yongmingdui.

The ambition of this god of time and space has been revealed. As long as most of his divine power is handed over to the system, the summoned players will be able to flood the entire human continent.

There are dozens of human kingdoms with a combined population of only 230 million. Hill has no doubts about the size of a technological society.

Hill raised his head and said to Fran: "I want to find an excuse to tell the undead my address. They are welcome to visit me when they come to the West."

Fran raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have seen a lot of messages in the past few days. We have to have a good talk after we go back!"

Hill knew Farlan acquiesced. He quickly turned around and looked around.

The little mage who was reading Basic Alchemy had already gone to the stove in the corner and tried to boil the potion. Hill gently sat on the branch above his head: "Wrong, that's Schisandra chinensis, you need to put milk thistle."

The little mage called Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai screamed in surprise, threw away the schisandra chinensis in a hurry, and put in a handful of milk thistle seeds. Then he suddenly looked up at Hill: "Who?"

Hill lowered his head and smiled at him: "Hello, I am Hill. Hill Bolaño."

Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai said hesitantly: "Hello, I am Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Hill listened to the special words for accepting the mission and smiled: "I am very curious about the legendary undead, so I came here to take a look. Among so many people, you are the only one who is carefully identifying the herbs. Do the undead don't use potions?"

"No, it's just that our herbal medicine is different from yours, so we can't recognize it." He said: "The ones who came first like to fight, and there will be more researchers in the future."

"Really?" Hill replied: "Actually, I still want to watch it for a few days. But the elders came to take me back. I appreciate your efforts."

Hill looked at Ji Ji who almost jumped up and smiled crookedly: "You are currently outside the northern border of Salar, and I live in the barony of Bolaño outside the western border. If one day you arrive in the western border, you are welcome to come to my home. .”

Hill handed Jiji Waiwai a set of small mana potions: "I think you want to do this. This is something I made before. Let me get it for you."

He looked at Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai who expressed his gratitude: "Although you are also at the junior professional level, you don't seem to be able to use magic power yet. Please read more basic books. Mathematics is the basis of magic."

Hill slowly flew up, and just as he was about to pretend to be big, Flan grabbed him by the collar and entered the ultra-high-speed flight mode.

The magician is indeed a high-level one! Hill felt like he flew back to the Mage Tower in about 2 hours, just like a tornado.

Seeing Adrian who had returned, Hill knew why Frank knew that he had run away.

He first complained and said, "Why did you come back so early? Uncle Adrian!"

Adrian almost laughed angrily: "Do you know what it feels like when I rush back and see you gone?"

Hill replied: "I just went to take a look."

Adrian said: "You told me not to have contact with them! Then why did you go alone?"

Hill diverted attention and said, "They said at least 50,000 people will come in one month."

Fran, who had been listening in, couldn't help it anymore: "One month?"

"Yes, they said it themselves." Hill replied: "The undead have been discussing that the small valley cannot be lived in, and William should give the newcomers a new territory. I was very curious, so I listened carefully. , they said they would have to bring in 50,000 people in one month.”

Fran said: "That's at least 50,000 people?"

"Yes, that person has probably been hiding for a long time. His divine power is very powerful!" Hill said, "I just don't know how he accumulated the faith."

Fran replied: "It's not this world. But His foundation is here, so he must return here to become a god."

Hill felt that if he were in another world, he might be the God of Games.

He asked Fran in confusion: "If it's a different world, why is there a battle between gods? Who ended up so early?"

Fran sneered: "In addition to his own time and space, that person also extended his hand to entertainment and education, and even justice and fairness!"

Hill was horrified: "Justice?"

Fran said: "Are you stupid? Are justice and fairness the same thing?"

He added: "Your Majesty only dares to use justice."

Justice and fairness have always been the same in Hill's eyes, but this is definitely not the case here. This continent has never pursued fairness. The God of Justice looks more like the God of Contract.

Justice must be declared by all righteous gods. Who has been offended by entertainment and education?

Fran looked at the confused Hill and said, "Love, literature, art, and knowledge."

Adrian was stunned: "Knowledge?"

Frank said: "His Majesty seems to want to determine the definition of education first."

Hill suddenly understood that in this world, professionals only recruit apprentices in a single line, and there is no such thing as basic education. It is difficult for ordinary civilians to learn to write. Being a personal servant of a noble like Bonn requires generations of hard work. Lina's father was Fran's follower back then.

Even the gods in this world don’t understand what education means: for them, knowledge is expensive and needs to be treasured.

Hill didn't want to say anything. Even if the God of Knowledge understood the meaning of education, he wouldn't necessarily fight for it.

He was shocked to hear Fran say: "The main fate this time is the rose and the scepter." Hill knew that this was talking about the god of nobility and royal power. It seems that this person understands very well that fairness is the biggest threat to the foundation of the nobility.

Then the goddess of love and literature who has always been the god of nobility will definitely end up. Now that these two have taken action, the god of justice and the god of knowledge will just wait and see.

Hill thought silently: "Nobility and royal power? No player really believes in this stuff. Not many people who believe in this will come to play the game."

Fran said to him: "Do you really think that person has a chance of winning? Why did you suddenly contact the undead?"

Adrian was shocked: "Hill, haven't you always wanted us to come into contact with the undead?"

Fran continued: "And after I talked about the God War, you still emphasized that people will come to you when they come to the Western Region. It seems that you think William can win?"

"There are a lot of them. 50,000 people in their mouth is just the first step," Hill said.

Fran asked in surprise: "Do you think His Majesty's power is enough to summon more undead?"

"Although their bodies are made of divine power, they are very weak." Hill didn't want to say that the tablet was the basis of divine power. Those bodies were actually made by tablets.

There is only a little bit of divine power, which forms the chip of the tablet, and this chip is also hidden.

The player's body is made of chips connected with magic power. Hill noticed that the prying mages were all paying attention to the bodies of the undead, exploring the contrast between the magic and divine power that made up the bodies. In fact, there is no divine power at all in that body.

When players use their tablets, they take them out of their backpacks. Hill took a closer look and found that the small bag that looked like a pocket was the motherboard of the tablet, and the divine power that made up the chip had been firmly hidden inside. The tablet in the player's hand is actually a computer screen.

What a genius idea. He is the God of Time and Space. Every member of his family carries a space bag, so no one will feel unusual. A belt bag of this type can be made by an archmage. And players use it every day, perfectly invisible to all prying eyes.

Even if he guessed it, Hill didn't want to tell anyone.

He looked up and said, "I can feel His power. And the undead are sure that their Lord God can summon more people!"

Adrian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. As long as his duties are not affected, my Majesty will not take action casually."

Fran said: "Then don't mention it, the divine war has nothing to do with mages." He turned to Hill: "Where is the place you mentioned last time? I'm going to see if it's suitable to build a tower."