Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster

"Really? ?" Hill replied: "Actually, I still want to be here for a few more days, but the elders came to catch me back. I admire your efforts."

Hill looked at ChirpedCrooked, who almost jumped up and smiled crookedly: "You are currently on the northern border of Salar Kingdom, and I live in the Baronion of Boraño on the western border. Therefore, if you are in the western border one day, you are welcome to come to my house."

Hill gave ChirpCrooked a bunch of small mana potions: "I notice you want to make this. This is what I made before. So I give it to you."

He looked at ChirpCrooked, who thanked him: "Although you are also a junior of the professional class, you don't seem to be able to use spell power very well, see more and read basic books. Mathematics is the foundation of magic."

Hill slowly flew up, and just as he was about to use a spell, he was carried by the collar and entered super high-speed flight mode.

Archmage was indeed a high-level ah! Hill felt that he flew back to the magic tower in about 2 hours, a bit like riding a tornado.

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

Hill complained first: "Why did you come back so early? Uncle Adrian!"

Adrian laughed angrily: "Do you know how I felt when I came back and saw that you weren't there?"

Hill Reply: "I just went to observe."

Adrian said: "You told me not to contact them! Then why go?"

Hill diverted his attention and said: "They said the other undeads will come in a month. There will be at least fifty thousand people."

Frank, who had been listening in, couldn't bear it any longer: "One month?"

"Yes, they said it themselves." Hill replied: "The undead have been discussing, said that the small valley can't afford anymore people. So William should have plan to give the new undead another territory. I was very curious, so I listened carefully, and they said that 50,000 people would come in after a month."

Frank said, "at least 50,000 people?"

"Yeah, that one has probably been hidden for a long time, and he has accumulate a lot of divine power!" Hill said, "I just don't know how he accumulated the faith."

Frank answered: "The faith is not from this world. But his roots are here, so he has to return here to be conferred a god."

Hill felt that if the god was in a different world, he might be the god of games.

He asked Frank puzzledly: "If it's from another world, why will there be a battle of gods? Which one caused it?"

Frank sneered: "In addition to his own time and space, that person's hand is also extended to entertainment, education, there is even justice and righteousness!"

Hill was horrified: "Justice?"

Frank said: "Are you stupid? Are justice and righteousness the same thing?"

He added: "That majesty only dares to use justice."

In Hill's eyes, justice and fairness had always been together, but this was actually not the case here; this world has never pursued fairness. As a result, the God of Justice looks more like the God of Contract.

That one might be able to offend God of Justice by declaring justice and righteousness, but who did he offend with entertainment and education?

Frank looked at the puzzled Hill and said, "Goddes of Love and Art. Also The God of knowledge."

Adrian was stunned: "Knowledge?"

Frank said, "His royal highness wants to redefine education first."

Hill suddenly understood why professionals in this world were all single-line apprentices, there was no such thing as primary education, and it was difficult for ordinary civilians to learn to write. A personal servant like Bonn, who could be a noble's servant, had to rely on several generations of struggle, and Lina's father was Frank's entourage back then.

Education means something expensive and needs to be treasured in this world and even the gods.

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 Frank say, "This time, it's the nobles who will end up miserable." Hill knew it was part of the god of nobility and kingship authority. This person knew that righteousness was the biggest threat to the foundation of the nobility.

Then the Goddess of Love and Art, who had always been captivated by the God of Nobility and Kingship, would follow too. But, since these two had taken action, then the God of Justice and the God of Knowledge would only wait and see.

Hill thought silently: "Nobility and kingship? No player will really believe in this stuff. Even if there are people like that, not many people who believe in these will come to play the game."

Frank turned to Hill: "You really think that one has a chance of winning? Why did you suddenly reach the undead?"

Adrian was stunned: "Hill, didn't you always want us to avoid contact with the undead?"

Frank continued: "And after I told you about the battle of gods, you still emphasized to them to come to the Western Territory to find you. It seems that you think William can win?"

Hill said: "There are too many of them. 50,000 people are only the first step in their mouth."

Frank was surprised: "Do you think that His Royal Highness has enough divine power to summon more undead?"

"Although their bodies are made of divine power, it's not the foundations" Hill didn't want to say that the tablet was the foundation of divine power, and those bodies were actually made from tablets.

There was only 1 point of divine power, which made the chip of the tablet, and this chip was also hidden.

The player's body was made of chip magic. Hill had noticed that the spying mages were paying attention to the bodies of the undead, exploring the contrast between the magical power and the divine power that made the body. In fact, there was no divine power in that body.

When the player used the tablet, it was taken out of the backpack. Hill looked at it carefully, and the small bag that existed in the shape of a pocket was the tablet's motherboard, and the divine power that constituted the chip was hidden inside. The tablet in the player's hand was a computer screen.

What a genius idea. He was the god of time and space, and each of his undeads carried space bags, so no one would find it strange. Because this type of bag could be made by an Archmage and players used it every day. Made it perfectly unnoticed by all prying eyes.

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

He raised his head and said, "I can feel his divine power. And the undead also sure that their god can summon more people!"

Adrian said with a sigh of relief: "That's fine, as long as the job is not affected, my family won't do anything casually to His Royal Highness."

Frank said: "Then forget it, the battle of gods has nothing to do with mages." He turned to Hill: "Where is the place you said last time? I'll take a look. Is it suitable to build a magic tower?"