The Tough Thirty Days (Saturday)

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-We are the dividing line of no moral integrity-

"Sorry, respected Lord Makhdi, let you make a joke." When Makhdi slowly walked into the charred corpse, an old voice slowly appeared behind him. At the same time, there were waves of staff knocking on the ground, saying it was a staff, but to Makhdi's eyes it looked more like a crutch.

"What's going on with Master Zoro?" It was difficult for Mark Hedi to maintain enough calm when facing this master, because the other party's crazy posture that could transform his body for magic research made him palpitations. In order to enhance the induction ability of Fire Source, he took off the horns on his forehead from the flame demon and installed it on his forehead to make the master look even more inappropriate, so Mark Hedi did not include this master in the human category in his heart. Because he did not want to be alone than Mark Hedi, but was more similar to the demon.

However, compared with his apprentices, the inhumane Master Zoro has a good temper. At least at some point he still understands the truth. Especially when he is very taboo about certain things, such as embezzling his research funds, or buying items of originally set prices at high prices to earn the difference, etc. Hearing this, it is basically confirmed that this Master Zoro Master is still a merchant. In fact, there are very few mages who do not do business because the mage needs a lot of funds to buy research materials. However, compared with those greedy mage apprentices, Master Zoro is a relatively thoughtful and moral businessman. At least he will not raise the price of grain by five or six times, but his students just did this. The most important point is that these students not only embezzled most of the money for selling grain, but also made the Master Zoro Master Zoro Master Zoro.

When he and several other teachers and assistants came out of the laboratory, the first thing he saw was not the apprentice who came to greet their apprentices, but the succubus who were naked outside the laboratory. It would be fine if these succubus were naked, but it shouldn't be that there was still filthy liquid dripping from their bodies, and drops of white juice flowed along their thighs to outline a scene that was extremely attractive but caused the brains of several teachers to be congested.

They didn't care much about these older masters, but it was because these succubus only had a bedroom situation, rather than walking in the hall of the mage tower like now. What made Master Zoro most angry was that these succubus seemed to have taken character medicine. After seeing them, Master Zoro came out of the laboratory, not only did they escape without fear, but instead twisted their bodies and slowly moved them up and kept teasing several masters who were at least two hundred years old. The result of this teasing was very simple. Several succubus who had taken too much character medicine were directly beaten into atomic-level flesh mud by Zoro using a big cracking technique. You should know that Master Zoro, who had lived nearly two hundred years old, had never been rubbed against his thighs by a woman in his life, and no demon dared to wipe the disgusting liquid on his clothes.

The Great Sclerosis is a type of super-high-level spell. In fact, both arcane and witchcraft have this spell, and the effects are similar. However, in order to distinguish between arcane and witchcraft, they are named in fact. In fact, the two are similar in effect. They are both spells that can beat the target into flesh. And if you wear good armor, the magic power can completely destroy the armor or other equipment. Even if you encounter a Holy Creation weapon, it will only end up turning into garbage when encountering a Great Sclerosis. The terrifying spell fluctuations naturally alarmed the others in the mage tower. When the mage apprentices rushed out of their room in disheveled clothes, they saw that Zoro's master with a dark face and some minced meat and white mucus stuck to their bodies. Not far away, a *master fainted on the ground, of course, was not injured but angry.

Looking at these apprentices who were in chaos in the mage tower and the account books where funds went in and out, as the leader of the mage tower, Master Zoro, felt that his head was furious. So behind were the scenes that Makhdi saw. One by one, the originally noble mage apprentices were cleaned by their mentors. Those high-level mage apprentices who were full of their pockets were almost wiped out, and the number of mages in the entire mage tower dropped sharply from the original thousands to less than three hundred. The most important thing is that the entire mages were basically strong or smooth in their work. The rest were either stupid or too loyal and honest, and they were not treated with others. They did not integrate into those embezzled mage apprentices and so on, so that they could survive.

All the high-level mages who were stripped naked and dragged away like garbage, Makhdi suddenly felt a strange pleasure in his heart, but he was soon replaced by a kind of sorrow. After all, the dead were basically human mages. Those who survived were goblin apprentices or tauren apprentices. There were less than twenty human mage apprentices, and they all looked a little demented. Looking at these mages Makhdi suddenly felt very desperate. He was thinking that if the masters like Zoro and others died, then who could inherit the entire mage tower, who could continue to open the magic circle of the different dimension to attract enough water to feed the entire Hedila residents, and who could use magic spells to cultivate food to feed the entire Hedila people.

"Sorry, Lord, because of our inattention during this period, the beasts have caused great trouble to the entire Khedira. I am very sorry for this." Master Zoro sat quietly in the room full of blood. He used to be the room of his most proud disciple in this room. Unfortunately, when he saw the other party again not long ago, his proud disciple was taking two succubus in the room and was in a dark place. His happy appearance made Zoro, who was over 200 years old, shocked and blushed. In the end, he sent his proud disciples into the Styx along with his happy object.

"Actually you shouldn't kill them all, because Khedira still needs them to grow food." Makhedi sighed after pondering for a long time, but when he finished speaking, he saw the strange-looking master on the opposite side, and looked very sad. At this time, Makhedi remembered that if he really wanted to say sad, maybe Master Zoro who killed his apprentice with his own hands would actually feel even more uncomfortable.

"Okay, Lord, tell me what you are doing. I don't think you are here to laugh at me, the old man who was deceived by my apprentice, right?" Master Zoro said with a gloomy face. When he spoke, his modified voice would make a stern sound from time to time.

"I'm here to buy some food, but I don't have money anymore, so I want to ask you if I can exchange it for something else?" Mark Hedi slowly said his purpose, but before he could take out the things he wanted to exchange, the Zoro Master opposite suddenly stood up. "Didn't you say last year that there were more than 30,000 esoteric silver coins? Where did my money? Where did you go?"

Listening to Master Zoro's words, Mark Hidei couldn't help but hold his mouth in his mouth. He thought that he had more than 30,000 esoteric silver coins last year. He mentioned this matter a little, but he still remembered it so clearly. But those esoteric silver coins should have been considered his money at the beginning, and why did it become his money? But later Mark Hidei thought about it and found that the other party was right. If nothing unexpected happened, these esoteric silver coins would eventually flow into the other party's pocket, but now it is probably embezzled by his students.

Looking at Mark Hedi's face, Master Zoro immediately understood where the mitral coins were going, so the next moment the whole room fell into a dead silence. It was not until a trembling mage apprentice knocked on the door with a plate and served refreshment that the atmosphere in the room was slightly eased.

"I am extremely sorry for the magic my students have caused to you, so I sold the remaining 100 tons of flour to you at a discount. If the money is paid, it is considered to have been paid before." After pondering for a long time, Master Zoro said something, and was very surprised by this sentence, because in his opinion, Master Zoro had never changed. So he couldn't believe his ears, and soon he figured out the other party's purpose. If he hadn't encountered some troubles, Master Zoro would not have made such concessions. After all, more than 100 tons of flour at the current market price would be close to more than 5,000 mitr silver coins, but such a quantity was only enough for a few days for humans in the urban area.

"What do I need to do?" Makhdi slowly picked up the black tea on the table. To be honest, he had not tasted the black tea for nearly a hundred years. This black tea is not made from the crude tea produced in the tea garden of the Mage Tower itself, but was summoned by the mages in the Mage Tower with special means from the different spaces. Compared with those extremely bitter and barely able to be considered as ingested, the black tea served in Makhdi now is extremely mellow. In fact, even black teas like the original continent are extremely rare, with the price of each hundred grams definitely exceeding 500 gold coins, but in the number of Khedira, the gold coins must be exchanged for mitsilver coins. If Chen Kai and the others knew that the tea that they drank to remove the greasy taste of food during the trip could be sold in Khedira for five or six thousand mitsilver coins in Khedira, perhaps he would regretfully spit out all the tea he had eaten.

In fact, Chen Kai is spitting now. When they made the tea bricks they bought into tea soup, the bitter taste made everyone spray. The warm tea was spit out directly from their mouths, because the group of people who were used to the taste of tea could not bear the bitter taste of the old tea. As Chen Kai, who is in heaven in Hangzhou, said that even though he had never drunk the legendary top-quality Longjing, he still drank the slightly inferior Longjing tea. Of course, the so-called inferior ones are not really Longjing tea. But even the worst Longjing tea is more delicious than the current teas. This is not Chen Kai's body.

I boasted about Hangzhou people, but the fact is that. At the moment I entered my mouth, Chen Kai and the others had the illusion of whether they were getting yellow lotus water, or they brewed bitter tea and added yellow lotus bitter tea. Faced with such bitter tea, Chen Kai and the others had the urge to throw out the whole tea soup. Unfortunately, they only had this kind of thing to relieve the oil and fishy food, and vegetables were soybeans used to soak bean sprouts. So in the end, the group could only drink the bitter tea soup with the idea of ​​remembering the smell of tea. At the same time, Makhdi, who had not drunk the fragrant black tea for a long time, slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, and still felt the sweet taste of the black tea in his mind.

"I hope you can help the Mage Tower. After we old men die, don't doubt the apprentices in the Mage Tower, because we masters all know their lifespan. Even if I transformed myself into a human or a ghost, my body is still human. I have already felt the gradual decline of vitality, maybe ten years or twenty years, but my remaining life will never exceed thirty years." Master Zoro slowly said in helpless words. In fact, he had already said that his lifespan had long. After this incident in his heart, he might have to live for ten years at most. If he could really have a twenty years of life, maybe he would not have to trouble Makhdi, because if there were twenty years, he could train another replacement for the Mage Tower. Unfortunately, thinking about the remaining apprentices in the Mage Tower, Master Zoro sighed and slowly held up the teacup on the table with his trembling hands.

Looking at Master Zoro's trembling arms, Makhdi seemed to understand something, he sighed slowly and continued to fall into deep thought. A minute later, his frown slowly opened, and he used his horned forehead to Master Zoro's who also had horns and said slowly: "Okay, I agree, but I hope the Mage Tower can help the poor people in Khedira as much as possible."

Listening to Makhdi's words, Master Zoro was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly. He knew that the city lord opposite him was very kind, but he didn't know that the other party would be stupid to this extent. He shook his head slowly, waved his hand to the other party and said, "Sorry, even if you have been taking care of the wizard tower for hundreds of years, I can't agree to your request. Don't rush to listen to me. I think you should know how many people there are in Khedira? Even if thousands of people die from diseases and demonization every year, Khedira's population is still increasing. In fact, the increase in food prices was instructed by us old guys."

Hearing the old mage's words, Makhdi's eyes suddenly turned red, and anger almost surged out of his body. But he immediately calmed down because he needed the old mage to give him a reasonable explanation. He was not the kind of person who got completely angry before listening to the other party's narrative.

"Although we have increased the price, it was a helpless move, because we can't build a new magic greenhouse. The output of grain will never be increased. In fact, the food in the entire Khdira is no longer enough. If it weren't for the large amount of meat as a supplement, maybe you would find that the entire Khdi humans had starved to death." Master Zoro said with a sigh. It is not a glorious thing to be unable to build a new magic greenhouse. For Master Zoro, who has always advocated inheriting the power of the immigrant mage, he first brought the power of the immigrant mage.

The tower said that the method of building a magic greenhouse was lost since the death of the last predecessor master. It was originally not built because the two magic greenhouses were enough for the residents of Khedira to consume food. Later mages turned their focus to plane magic circles, but there was no progress for hundreds of years, which also led to the loss of the method of building a magic greenhouse. Perhaps for Master Zoro, he could still develop a new magic circle for ten or eight years. Unfortunately, he did not have that time, and those mage apprentices did not have that strength.

"Originally, we hoped to use this method to naturally eliminate some weak people. After all, those who are disabled and unable to fight in the harsh environment of Khedira have no right to survive. This sounds cruel, but it is also a helpless thing. But we didn't expect..." When Master Zoro said this, Mark Hhedi had already taken over the conversation and said, "I didn't expect that the lord of the city would help those poor people, right? But do you know how many poor children will be threatened by hunger? If it weren't for Khedira, how many children would starve to death, do you know?"

"I know, of course, but you don't know where the last food of the children who received your bread was sent. Your good deeds finally raised a large group of rice insects that only know how to exploit deformed children. The thin children were forced to collect your food and then robbed again. When they starve to death, they will be sold to the demon." As he said, Master Zoro waved his hand and made a magic light curtain in front of Makhdi. On the light curtain, a hungry skinny and bone-like deformed child was sold to a demon by an obese adult. The chubby guy counted the mitral coins he had obtained, and did not look at the child shouting at him at all.

Seeing those scenes, Makhdi, who had just stood up, staggered back to the chair. Because he could not control the leaking power, the seat under his butt was directly crushed into powder by the power he evacuated, and then he sat on the ground.

"I know you can't believe it, but this is indeed an indisputable fact. You spent a lot of money to raise not those poor children, but these rice insects who don't know how to be grateful. In fact, I didn't have any hope for you before today, because I was worried that one day you would be driven out of Khdira because you could not meet the needs of your rice insect people. But now I have to cooperate with you, because only your strength is the strongest in the whole Hhdira." Looking at Makhdi's appearance, Master Soren continued to tell without expression, because he knew that he had to strike while the iron was hot and exported some things. Because he found that Khdira now seemed to be getting more and more uneasy, and there was a strange smell in the air. And these old guys came out of the research process because they noticed the unusual atmosphere in the space. However, when they went out, they did not see what they hoped, but saw a dirty environment.

"Okay, tell me what happened to Hedira recently? Why did I feel a huge sacred power that should have disappeared for a long time yesterday? Why didn't I feel the breath of Nasali, the Queen of the Knife Demon? Has she been killed by you?" Seeing Makhdi slowly recovering from peace, the old mage knew that his words had played a certain role. At this moment, the other party had begun to examine everything he did. However, before Makhdi finished thinking, the old mage still wanted to know something first, but after he understood, the old heart could no longer remain calm.
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