“Your Excellency Director has a point.”

In the dark night, little Bazin has been very excited for more than half an hour, first the stones, then the wind, and then the trees. Don’t care about everything.

Fortunately, Wood and they are almost going to the fjord where the wild purple conch is located.

Although he seemed to be reliable when he took the adventure together, he was nervous at that time, going far away, to far away places.

More importantly, little Bazin just got the letter because of the ship delay. There are 5 letters in total, and the mother praised him for 3 sentences.

But he had already agreed to bring him here. At that time, young Bazin was busy interrogating Benayoun and his gang without reading the letter repeatedly.

Moreover, Liandra has been too busy recently, and there is a sign of loss of control. It is no wonder that organizing nearly 1000 people to refine olive oil is a very tiring task, not to mention that she has to check public opinion by the way.

Just now, Wood decided to give her a break.

After all, there are a lot of Dawn believers in Meng City. Wood must pay more attention. Recently, there is a young girl who seems to perceive (very tǐng) high, and she always likes to help those injured in her spare time. The most disturbing Yes, she always prayed to the morning sun, chanting some disturbing words.

This is obviously a very dangerous behavior. On the one hand, it will damage your eyes. On the other hand, the sun may condense energy, and the energy will cause a fire. The fire is the biggest threat to olive oil refining. It is necessary for fire safety. Liandra warned him many times.

However, she hasn’t changed, even telling her family that Liandra Aunt might not let her watch it because of safety reasons.

Listen to what is this called? What can we do for safety? !

This frightened his parents very much. They quickly told Wood about this information, defeated the Romans and two Burberry pirates, and gave them a happy life. Wood has repeatedly stated that everyone should actively support Liandra’s work. If there is any problem, find yourself.

Liandra’s advice was fierce, and Wood’s expression on her gnashing teeth saying that “Destruction” should be descended on the gibberish person was extremely impressive.

Wood estimated that if she did what she said, Liandra would probably cross the core threshold directly, but Wood did not accept this suggestion.

On the one hand, this is at odds with his plan to boil the morning sun in warm water, and on the other hand, Wood does not accept this destruction.

Wood at first thinks this is probably the reason why Liandra can insist on faith in Lord of the Storm in such a difficult situation, right?

However, after analysis, Wood feels that this almost crazy thing should not be piety but out of control. Wood does not want to lose a good girl. If she continues to develop, she will become a worse girl than Santaalali. After all, the blonde mage is just squeezed hard. Point, not at all, “Destruction” whoever doesn’t work overtime, at least not for the time being.

Of course, there are bad girls and worse girls around, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

It’s just that Wood feels a little bit that he still needs a better girl. Of course, the impossible is the girl who may awaken as the pastor of the Lord of Dawn. She is a good girl, but not Wood’s.

Just a few hours ago, the young girl was sent to Smith to help after Wood’s personal probation. Wood hoped to have a dip with the scammers of Monkey Sam and Moon Bear Smith. The good color of a good girl can fade away.

Wood is more worried about Liandra. Of course, the pastor will lose control. It’s just that there is less mage. Over-studying and creed work are more common (inducing yòu) reasons.

Wood gave her a large glass of tranquilizer and then let her rest early.

After all, the wild conch is not a human being, and will not specifically attack Bazin, so he can do a little auxiliary work.

And as a pastor, little Bazin can still provide some unique things.

But now that he is here, he needs to bring more people. Santalili and Morty 2 mage are also here to help out. Goodson is also here, with a large bag on his back, which contains a lot of stuff, from the shovel, Rope to several spare weapons.

He and Uncle Hei’s work and rest are the same, the others look at Julius and the group.

“Haha, Lord Wood, are you still going to deal with pirates this time? It’s really good to hack pirates. I’d better get another bottle of advanced nutrient.” Goodson’s morale is very good, but his last advancement obviously failed. , Still a Barbarian of ordinary rank Peak.

Fortunately, his morale is pretty good.

“No, it’s not to deal with pirates. It’s to deal with some seafood on the beach. You may need to carry something.” Wood’s answer made Goodson a little disappointed. The pirate’s inventory is the easiest to get advanced nutrients, but Wood will follow Said, “Go back and I will give you an advanced nutrient as part of your share this time.”

Most of the materials shipped with the Fate Chamber of Commerce, including advanced nutrients, belong to Captain Bazin. Wood has already taken the ship and some of the materials cannot require advanced and nutritional supplements, but he has already repented and changed his previous mistakes. Kelby’s inventory.

There are so many tranquilizers, spell-casting materials, and nutrients that are worth 8,000 to 10000 talers. Although there is no advanced nutrient used by Wood, there are still a few bottles of core advanced nutrient.

“That won’t work.” Didn’t expect Goodson immediately shook his big bald head, “Seafood is not valuable. Even the fiercest kinds of shrimps and crabs are definitely the main players of you and the 2 mage, I am It’s not appropriate to carry your bottle of core nutrition.”

The most common method is repeated refining with wheat and fish meat, and the general advanced nutrient added with various oils is about 20 talers, while the core advanced is ten times more expensive.

“Appropriate.” Wood insisted on giving Goodson. He didn’t give the opponent a chance to refute and changed the subject. “The level has become core. It’s time to find a wife. How many in the Mage Association…what’s wrong?”

Wood found that the team had stopped.

“This map…” Uncle Hei, who had been holding the map, stuck the oil lamp on his waist to the paper and looked at it for a long time, “Go ahead?”

They were on a slope at an angle of almost 60 degrees, and the map showed them to keep walking.

“Should we take a detour?” Uncle Hei suggested.

“Nothing to go around.” Wood looked at the surrounding terrain. He could see the surrounding terrain clearly. There were steeper cliffs on both sides. “Here is the smoothest going down here. If it’s easy to walk, the Beizi conch will also I won’t settle here anymore.”

“Those conch (very tǐng) can run.” Morty smiled bitterly and was about to climb.

“It should be the ancient Roman mage that built the farm here.” Santalili, as a local, learned more, and she followed Wood down. “1500 years ago, purple dyes were very precious, and the Roman patriarch was just like the bishop Dark Sun. Like this color, there were thieves who specialized in theft of conch and formed a special organization.”

The collapse of the Beizi conch farming industry was not due to the collapse of demand. The market is obviously still there. The bishop of Dark Sun is no less purchasing power than the Roman elders. The problem is that this thing is difficult to raise and grab. The ancient Roman Empire was able to operate the Mediterranean as its own inner lake, but After all, this is a huge ocean, so there are still thieves stealing dyes.

Today’s situation is naturally even more difficult to manage well.

The Beizi collection industry still exists. If Beizi conch gathers in a better place to reach, then neither the powerful mage nor the Burberry pirate will miss it.


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