Chapter 1139 Their god is dying? ! (Happy sea monster rewards plus more)
"So, little Gretel went to get ore?"

Archmage Bairbo asked in disbelief.Making ore, what a clumsy manual job, is it worth Gretel to go there himself?
How lazy little Gretel is!He must not walk if he can ride a silver moon deer, and he must not hold things in his hands if he can use a space bag. If he can solve problems with magic, he will never work his hands!
He became a knight because the teacher really couldn't stand his reaction ability, so he sent word to let the people from the God of War Temple hold him to practice!
Before entering the dwarf mine, he said he wanted to solve the problem of mithril smelting. He never touched the hammer from the beginning to the end; later, he went to the dwarf king's court and participated in the king's election all the way, but he still could not touch the hammer from the beginning to the end...

Such a lazy person would go to get ore? !

Are you sure this is the real Gretel, not someone impersonated, or controlled by some strange person?

"Yes, Gretel said that his research here has temporarily encountered a bottleneck." Ashe Moonsong replied with a smile:
"In his words, idleness is idle anyway, why not take a walk around. The mountain range called 'The Backbone of the Earth' to the west of the Great Forest is still very interesting. He wants to see the country on the mountain range. "

"Oh……"

Archmage Bairbo understood immediately.To put it bluntly, it's just that the research is stuck, and I want to catch fish - magicians often do this kind of thing.

That was the case with the young magician in his laboratory.If it weren't for the control of the laboratory system, I could go out to "find inspiration" four days a week.

Of course, the vast majority of young magicians, called researchers, are actually magic coolies. They just obediently work in the laboratory. What do they want to find inspiration for?Low-level coolie, no inspiration needed!
But at the level of Gretel, to be precise, at the level that is qualified to independently conduct research, inspiration is very necessary.For example, the legend of [Time Traveler] McDowell in the conjuration department...

Cough, this example is not very good, try another one.For example, himself and Junior Sister Philbi, no matter how intense their research and experiments are, they still have to go to concerts, operas, and various performances every now and then.

Maybe, the beautiful lines drawn by the fingertips of the dancing girl on the stage can make the difficulty of a certain spell formation suddenly clear?

"So, is it convenient for me to find him?"

Archmage Bairbo asked with a smile.He took out the little Guteng bird, put it in his hand and turned it around——

The Guteng bird drooped its head weakly, with a bulging belly, and jumped on the palm of the archmage, and the height of the jump would never exceed 1 centimeter.Ashe Moonsong asked subconsciously:

"Is it full?"

Only when you say a word do you know something is wrong.This is a magic prop woven by ancient vines. Although it looks a little wise, it is also simulated by magic, not a real bird. How can it have food needs, and how can it be fed?

Unexpectedly, Archmage Bairbo laughed.While laughing, he nodded again and again:
"That's right, I'm really full. This time, the teacher and we made another batch of goods for Little Gretel, all of which are packed here—"

Space equipment!
High-grade space equipment!
But put on the effort!

There are 1000 sets of measuring tubes that can make sounds and count, which have just been rubbed out and developed by Grete.

The teacher's original words were, "Little Gretel doesn't know how to make it himself, so of course we should prepare a little more for him. At least, it should be enough for him to install a few laboratories!"

When I heard this sentence, the face of Junior Sister Philbi... Teacher, you don't regard the labor of disciples and grandchildren as labor!

1000 measuring tubes, everyone either spends research funds and finds an urgent order from the Alchemy Guild, or everyone rubs their hands day and night...

In addition to that kind of measuring tube, there are also some magic items, some magic equipment, 500 copies of superconducting suits, 500 copies of purple scale stone...

Two generators, two microscopes, two cubic meters of clear glass for test tubes, two tons of alcohol, 2 pounds of stainless steel... two tons of bleaching powder, one ton of cement...

There's no way, Gretel, the little guy, splashing around with things.How long has it been since I went out, and I can cry in the letter: The test tubes are almost used up!

Alcohol is running out too!
Syringe needles are almost gone!
Woohoo, although I have that little monster called [Gold Coin], who can twist all kinds of small objects with my hands, but I can't make it out of nothing... Teacher help me, if it's convenient, please help me bring some raw materials...

What was said in the letter made those who heard it cry, and those who saw it were sad. Even Archmage Bilbo read it himself, and wanted to pay for Gretel out of his own pocket.

As a result, the Guteng bird was stuffed full of miscellaneous things, and it almost exploded.If it wasn't for the fear that Gretel's space bag wouldn't be able to hold it, I'm afraid it would still be full of airships...

Ashe Moonsong silently looked at the Guteng bird, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.She has personally experienced the loading capacity of this kind of bird. It can hold so many of them, and it can also take out, in her opinion, endless supplies.

Such a large space is filled with equipment? !

Gretel's teacher really dotes on him...

"Cough, can I go to him?" Archmage Bierbo held the Guteng bird in his hand:
"This thing has to be handed over to him. Besides, this time, the teacher brought some papers and new research results, and I have to tell him face to face. If it's convenient, can you show me the way?"

Ashe Moonsong laughed.Standing on tiptoe, she looked far to the west, then shook her head again:
"They have been walking for many days. I don't know where they are now. I don't know if they have reached the big mountain range. I don't know which city they have reached. It is very troublesome to find it—or else, I should send a letter to the elders first? "

The elders are willing to meet the visitors first.As a result, Ashe Moonsong pointed the way, and Archmage Bilbo drove the airship to the hinterland of the rainforest.As for Gretel...

"It's okay, Udian and Della are with him. A half-step legendary warrior, a high-level spellcaster, and Serila is also on the side, Gretel can't suffer."

Gretel, who "can't afford to suffer", is trying to climb the mountain.He is willing to hang out with him for a while. On the one hand, the research is stuck in a bottleneck, and he can't find the direction, and it's meaningless to die;
On the other hand, being overwhelmed by Ashe Moonsong.No way, this elf sister hasn't given up on letting him learn the leopard form...

"Look at you! Look at you! Apa has learned to transform! He can become bigger and smaller, shrink his horns, and walk easily in the woods! You learn a leopard form, and you haven't seen it for so long. Proficient!"

Whenever Grete has some free time and wants to sit down and rest in the woods, look at the flowers, look at the trees, and go fishing with Cerilla, she catches her to practice.I had no choice but to find a reason to escape.

Fortunately, Youdian didn't grab him like this.After escaping, he tried to train him twice, but found that Gretel was lying on the ground and refused to move, so he let him go.In the words of the half-step legend:
"Forget it, you should practice magic honestly... In fact, you don't need to practice magic. If you practice healing well, it's serious to find a few more people to protect you..."

How rare is the legend of the healing direction!
It is much harder to find than the legend of the combat direction!

Even if the elves are naturally friendly, even the legendary warriors know how to heal, and there are only a handful of masters who specialize in healing!These are treasures, surrounded by legendary warriors, and accompanied by a few ancient trees for daily protection!

"By the way, there is another way, that is, you pile up the levels, and then practice the dragon shape transformation well... When there is no one around, you can transform into a dragon shape, at least you can carry it a few more times..."

As for another fellow traveler, the elven spellcaster Della Van Losia, he would not bother with him.

In fact, this female elf is a bit withdrawn. She doesn't speak much in daily life, and rarely speaks, and she just skips a few words.Gretel has been with her for more than ten days, and he heard her say no more than 20 sentences, and the sum of them is less than 100 words.

As a result, Gretel was able to spend a relatively relaxed and happy life.Riding Apa, or riding a phantom horse, driving in the rainforest, looking at flowers, trees, grass, birds and animals, there are different interesting things to discover every day.

At night, you Dian can catch wild game for him to eat at will.While enjoying the wild game, listen to the story:

"You Dian, we are going to get moon sand this time, do we need to mine it ourselves?"

"Mining? You have a good idea. Such a large mine is in the hands of the local nobles. Even if you want to dig it, no one will let you in!"

"Then... did we buy it? Who did we buy it from? The local natives? Or people from the Radiant Holy See?"

Speaking of the glorious Holy See, Gretel couldn't help wrinkling his nose, showing disgust.Opposite the bonfire, the disgust on Judian's face was even stronger than his:
"Glorious Holy See? We don't pay attention to them! - We look for people from the native kingdom, nobles or priests, it depends on who owns the mine."

"Huh? The native kingdom is still there?"

Gretel was curious.From what he saw before, the golden plates, golden bowls, golden crowns, golden masks, golden scepters, and regularly shipped gold, silver and precious stones that the Radiant Holy See robbed, it is obvious that they have established a rule——

After all this, the native kingdom can still exist?
"Of course." Judian gave him a strange look.He picked up a piece of firewood, sketched on the ground casually, drew a long mountain range, and poked dozens of small dots on it:

"They have suffered heavy losses and have been robbed of a large area by the Glorious Holy See. Now, their territory is probably in the south of the plateau. The mountain roads are rugged and the terrain is complicated, and the Holy See has not yet been able to reach all of them. Besides..."

He paused.There was a sudden light in front of Gretel, and a hot charcoal fire was lightly stirred up and landed in the southern part of the mountain range:

"Their gods are still there."

still?

god?
Demi god?

legend?

Or is it like the Kingdom of Eagles, a totem beast that hasn't even touched the legendary side?
Gretel was very curious.He looked up at You Dian, and before he could ask, a bowl of soup splashed down.The glowing red charcoal fire was doused in this way, leaving only a little embers, which smoked feebly.

Della Van Losia's cold voice sounded:
"about to die."

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