blenderwars Chapter 137: It's Really Boring.
Chapter 137: It's Really Boring.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
Not long after the hottest time of the day, the sun hangs slightly obliquely in the sky, and the light that should be shining on the ground is mostly blocked by thick clouds, emitting insufficient heat.
"It's going to snow."
Alyssa opened the car window and looked out at the sky.
"Can this be felt too?"
"Well, nature told me so.
Alyssa answered Rowan's curious question.
Rowan opened the car window on the other side and looked at the somewhat gloomy sky.
It really looked like it was going to rain and snow.
It's winter after all.
"The internal environment of the land of the kingdoms is really different, it is wilderness and desert, and there are grasslands and forests.
Rowan said looking at the green grass and the distant woods outside the window.
The carriage is driving on this meadow.
Although there is a feeling of destroying the lawn, it can't be controlled so much.
Better than being attacked by Warren soldiers ambushing on the normal road.
"This place was originally a place with rich ecology. The wilderness, desert and other environments were caused by wars in various countries. This kind of grassland and forest is a normal scene.
Mirjia swiped the mobile game and said casually.
Fortunately, the Internet can be used, but the things that can be browsed are limited to the content of the websites in the lands of various countries.
Last night, everyone tried to see if they could contact the outside world, but it still didn't work.
It stands to reason that it has already run out of the signal cut-off range.
It seems that the other party has cut off the signal of the entire land of the kingdoms.
The economic loss caused by this is great both for the land of the countries and for the outside world.
But the land of the nations is a barren place after all. Not to mention the Warren Empire, it is difficult for other countries to produce evidence, and it is not worth dispatching top professionals for this kind of thing. At most, it will put some pressure on diplomacy.
If the Warren Empire did not respond for two or three months, other major powers would consider sending top professionals to discuss it.
For the Warren Empire, this level of pressure is no problem for half a month, as long as the elf queen is killed during this period.
"War..."
Rowan suddenly thought of Chitu Road, and the captain there who taught him what to fight and how to fight.
As early as a year ago, Rowan's fighting skills had stagnated, and continuing to practice was only a solid foundation.
Until he met Captain Buff, Rowan was eye-opened by the opponent's unconstrained fighting skills like an antelope's horns, and his skills began to rise again.
To this day, although it is still vague, Rowan has already scratched the surface a little bit, and has begun to learn how to form his own fighting style.
"What's the matter? An expression of 'suddenly remembering something lost, and lamenting the positive impact of that thing."
...Has the business world gotten to this point? I have already practiced reading Party B's expression to the point of reading mind. "
"You're too obvious."
Mirja picked up the golden goblet containing the bright red wine on the table, and took a sip.
"I always feel that you don't seem to be fleeing for your life."
"Life, what's wrong with being nice to yourself? Allowing yourself to enjoy a high-quality life at all times is the greatest privilege for yourself."
Mirja's magic storage equipment contains all kinds of good wine worth hundreds of millions, and there are quite a few worth over 100 million.
The price of the glass of wine in her hand is said to be a super limited edition of 10.2 billion a bottle.
I always feel that this guy might get along well with Sister Qian.
Rowan thought silently.
But there is still a little difference. Sister Qian is a real wine tasting, appreciating the deliciousness that has been accumulated by countless winemakers for many years.
But Mirja simply wanted to buy something delicious, but didn't know which one was better, so he simply chose the most expensive one.
...Tsk, it suddenly became boring while talking.
This boring atmosphere made Rowan quickly take a sip of the juice provided by Mirjia to relieve the atmosphere.
I just don't know why the more I drink, the more boring I get.
Strange, the fruit juice tastes really good, doesn't it?
Rowan was puzzled and took another sip.
Glancing at the logo on the luxury juice bottle, Rowan took out the magic machine and searched.
"The main material is the fruit of various high-level plant monsters, and the price is..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
The string of zeros after the "¥" sign made Rowan squint.
Juice worth hundreds of millions?!
Rowan was so scared that he quickly took a big sip.
It is impossible to have such an expensive juice in the previous two lives.
In the first world of science and technology, there were no strange creatures. In the second world, magic had just started, and there were not many strange creatures.
In this life, there are many amazing and strange creatures that can be used as materials to make high-value food.
Now it's too boring.
what? me?
That's fine.
Alisa, who saw this scene, also smiled and took a sip of the teacup made of some high-grade material. The tea made from the fallen leaves of the tree of life added to the boring atmosphere.
Lan Ze, who was driving outside, was not to be outdone, and took a sip of a sports drink that cost a bit more.
She is proficient in purity, besides water and soup for dinner, she basically only drinks this.
Super sports drinks made of various precious materials are very popular in the circle of professionals who cultivate melee combat bodies, and the price is extremely high.
Professionals with too low level can't afford it, and professionals with too high level don't need it.
It belongs to the kind of rich professional exclusive.
Well, Lan Ze, who works as a rich woman, drinks every day.
Blanch! What a boring trip!
Rowan had the urge to throw a glass, so he quickly drank the juice in the bottle, and then threw the bottle into the temporary trash can in the carriage.
"Another bottle."
"What flavor do you want?"
"It's fine to have a different flavor from just now, I want to try more.
A bottle of hundreds of millions of juices with the same style but different flavors was pushed in front of Rowan.
Rowan suddenly realized something.
——If this rich woman doesn't enjoy it, I'm afraid her assets will increase by at least one-tenth.
Rowan, who was in a complicated mood, decided to drink more and squeeze more wool from the rich woman.
That's what Rowan, who thinks like ordinary people, thinks so.
Mirja saw what Rowan was thinking and smiled regally.
She doesn't dislike this kind of common people's thinking.
It would be better to say..... I kind of miss seeing myself when I was an orphan and a little beggar.
She, Mirja, started from nothing, but she really started from nothing to everything that money can buy...
The carriage drove on for some time.
"Miss, Ms. Alyssa, Mr. Rowan."
Aozawa's voice came from outside.
Although they are all familiar, the quality of the secretary still makes her used to adding the suffix "Mr. Ma'am".
"There is a small village ahead."
"The village?"
Mirja raised the curtain and looked outside.
It is indeed a small village.
Some wooden houses are scattered in the distance, maybe it is almost dinner time, and wisps of cooking smoke rise from there.
Using basic farsightedness magic, one can see a somewhat uneven road running through this small village. One end of the road extends in the direction of a certain official road of the Kingdom of Milan
Mirja said: "Go there and have a look, and rest there for a day if you can."
It will take about a day to a day and a half before they remove the power of the dispersing potion.
Probably this time tomorrow or the early hours of the day after tomorrow will do.
Lan Ze flicked the rope, adjusted the direction of the carriage, headed towards the village, and slowed down.
After walking a certain distance, he came across a black-skinned middle-aged male villager who was wearing a thick old padded jacket and sprinkled some powder on the grass.
The male villager watched the carriage approach, and stopped throwing things in his hands.
". "This...is a businessman?"
The male villager muttered.
Those rich and powerful people don't ride in horse-drawn carriages, but instead ride in some kind of magic carriage.
It is said to be a cart pulled by magic.
The male villager was a little puzzled.
How does the magic power pull the cart? Can it turn into a horse?
I saw the speed of the carriage slowed down and gradually stopped.
"Excuse me, are you from that village?"
A calm female voice came from the man in the sackcloth and hood driving the carriage.
"Oh, yes, I'm from that village, that big sister... Ms. Ma'am, are you going to enter the village?"
The male villager scratched his dark cheek.
Just now he habitually wanted to call "big sister", but suddenly he remembered that the girl who went out to see the world at the grandmother's house next door in the village said that calling women outside seems to be called "Miss" or "Ms.", so it is polite .
Uh...wait a minute, it seems that when he gets nervous, both of them bark in succession?
Would this be impolite?
The simple black villager was thinking slowly with his infrequently turning brain.
"Well, two ladies and a gentleman of my family went out for business together, and encountered a powerful monster attack on the way. Fortunately, the monster was heavy and bulky, and these two monster horses bought at a high price ran fast... But, After escaping from the monster's pursuit, I didn't know where I went, and I came across this village after walking for a long time, and I planned to rest here for a day."
Aozawa took out the story that he had already prepared.
If you are a seasoned professional, you can immediately tell that something is wrong with her story.
But this kind of villagers who have never seen the world can easily pass by (so good that Zhao).
"A powerful monster attack?!"
The male villager trembled all over, showing a look of fear, and asked in a trembling voice:
"That monster didn't, didn't come after it, did it?"
"Don't worry, we saw with our own eyes that the monster broke into another monster's territory while chasing us. The two powerful monsters fought, and we got rid of the pursuit in the same way."
"This, that's it...that's good, that's good."
The male villager breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "His mother, if there is another powerful monster, this year will be a ball..."
Lan Ze didn't disturb the other party's soliloquy, but waited quietly.
"Ah! Look at my memory...... I almost forgot you."
The male villager came back to his senses, apologized honestly, and glanced curiously at the carriage.
There are men and women from grown-ups, right?
The girl from the granny's house next door said what is this about?
Gao, Gao Fushuai and Bai Fumei?
Am I reading it right?
"You can go to the village if you want to rest, but you have to ask grandma about staying overnight, she should agree.
The male villager showed his missing teeth and said with a smile.
"I see, Tuxie."
Lan Ze thanked him, and drove the carriage to the village.
"I don't know if Tina has taken care of that bear... I hope I can have a good year.
The male villager watched the carriage go away, muttered, and continued to sprinkle the powder. .