I have a city in another world

Chapter 6874 Each Has Their Own Opportunities
The arrival of a group of strangers in the village would certainly attract the attention of the villagers, not to mention that there was a group of people from other ethnic groups among them.

I originally wanted to go back and take another look to ask what they needed, but I was stopped right away.

Yves made it clear to the village chief that they needed to rest, did not like to be disturbed, and would call for help directly if they needed anything.

Since the agreement had been made in advance, the village chief decided not to go out of his way to curry favor, lest he not only fail to gain any benefits but also incur the disgust and resentment of outsiders.

The children in the village were also warned by their parents not to go near the watermill.

What if this is a bad person, and the child goes near them willingly? Wouldn't that be like walking into a trap?

The village children were obedient; they played nearby but resolutely refused to go near the watermill.

But driven by curiosity, they kept peeking around, wanting to see what these outsiders were doing.

But after observing for a long time, all I saw was the man in black fishing by the river; the beautiful women never showed up again.

The children gathered together and talked about the outsiders, as did the adults.

The man in black robes talked about elves, saying that those elves looked strange and were likely the legendary alien race.

The villagers weren't exactly ignorant; they had heard all sorts of rumors about other races, but very few of them actually saw them in person.

"There's also an older brother wearing strange clothes, why don't you talk to him about it?"

A child in the village suddenly interrupted, surprising everyone.

They saw the man in black robes and a group of elves; there was no one else there.
The group looked at each other and asked each other questions, confirming that they hadn't seen anyone else.

The child who spoke was scolded by the adults and warned not to talk nonsense.

The child felt very wronged, saying that he had not lied and that there was indeed an older brother who dressed strangely.

To prove himself, he even brought other children along to testify for him.

The child who was brought in as a witness confirmed that there was indeed such an older brother, who had been in the line just now.

The parents were even angrier; this group of kids were lying as a group, and they really deserved a beating.

The furious adults picked up sticks, ready to teach these naughty children a lesson, only to see the children scatter in all directions.

However, in the blink of an eye, they had vanished without a trace.

It was just a minor incident, and few people paid attention to it, let alone verify whether someone had really been missed.

Even if someone does miss out, it's not a big deal. One more person or one less person won't affect their lives.

Ordinary people often see things in such a simple way, unaware that some opportunities are hidden in inconspicuous details.

Some people are able to seize the opportunity and soar to great heights, but most people simply ignore it.

They were unaware that there were actually extraordinary individuals among this group of outsiders.

Otherwise, their attitude at this moment would definitely not be so perfunctory and indifferent, but rather more respectful and cautious.

In this country, cultivators are also revered figures, whom ordinary people must look up to.

Inside the watermill's warehouse, a group of elves lay on the ground, their faces still bearing traces of pain.

Not long ago, they swallowed the elixir and then began practicing according to the incantation.

Not long after, the body began to discharge mucus that smelled foul, like feces.

A group of elves were utterly astonished, never expecting that their bodies, which they considered holy and pure, were so filthy.

At this moment, the elves became even more proactive in their cultivation, hoping to completely cleanse their bodies of impurities.

For the elves, the current state of defilement is absolutely unacceptable.

The most crucial point is that they did indeed feel changes in their bodies during the cultivation process.

The more awake and at ease one becomes, the more intimate one feels with the natural environment, as if one has become one with it.

This situation means that it is easier to communicate with all things, control various animals, and even make seeds germinate earlier or undergo various mutations.

Being able to do this allows one to become a warlock within their race and gain more respect from their people.

Many young elves practice and train tirelessly day and night in an attempt to become sorcerers. Yet, even so, very few actually become sorcerers, demonstrating that it is a profession that requires talent.

The surprise came so suddenly that, in a very short time, everyone present became a warlock.

With this ability, one transcends the realm of ordinary people, making future revenge much more certain.

The elves were overjoyed, and despite their exhaustion and pain, they gritted their teeth and continued their cultivation.

Then these guys gradually lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

The female elf chosen by Tang Zhen as his spokesperson also felt immense pain, but she kept gritting her teeth and persevering.

This was because Tang Zhen told him that the longer one persisted in the process of first enlightenment through cultivation, the greater the benefits would be.

In order to avenge her family and friends, Ashe gritted her teeth and persevered. Several times she was on the verge of fainting, but she miraculously pulled through.

This demonstrates that her strong will was enough to resist the onslaught of pain, and she gradually gained control of her body.

Unlike its other kin, who gradually fainted, their future achievements were destined to be limited.

She persisted like this for an unknown amount of time, and then suddenly felt a lightness in her body.

The pain, like a tidal wave, receded, leaving one feeling exceptionally relaxed.

He could clearly feel that he had undergone a complete transformation and discovered that there seemed to be many more things in the world.

They are agile and active, possessing a variety of attributes, and playfully roam around us.

As Ashe was filled with surprise and curiously trying it out, a pleasant voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Congratulations on becoming a superhuman."

Tang Zhen looked at the elf girl with an expression of admiration and said in a light tone, "You successfully persevered to the end during the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing just now, achieving a near-perfect Foundation Building."

This is an extraordinary thing, and not many people can do it. Time will prove everything and show you that hard work will eventually pay off.

The next thing to do is to throw your people into the water pit and give them a good bath.

Hearing Tang Zhen say this, and smelling the unpleasant odor emanating from him, the elf girl showed a shameful expression.

She quickly bowed and thanked them, then walked to the unconscious tribespeople and easily lifted them up from the ground.

The sudden surge of power filled the elven girl with joy, and she busied herself with cheerful steps.

Next to the watermill, there was a stone-built pool where river water could be diverted to soak and wash items.

By adjusting the two gates, water can be put in and drained, which is quite convenient.

A group of smelly elves were thrown in one after another, soaking in the crystal-clear river.

As the elves awoke one by one, they all smiled with joy upon realizing their condition.

Some elves wept with joy at this moment, covering their faces and remaining silent.

They washed away the blood and grime from their bodies with the clear river water, and stood refreshed in the sunlight.

At this moment, they finally emerged from the shadows, and their beliefs became even stronger.

Strive to cultivate yourself, constantly grow stronger, and make your enemies pay a thousandfold price.

Seeing this, Yves, who had been fishing silently by the old waterwheel not far away, showed a thoughtful expression.

He seemed to have learned something from the elf.

The rod twitched slightly, and then the fishing line taut, dragging and swimming in the river.

Yves reached out and pulled, and a large white fish instantly surfaced.

Just as I was about to lift the rod, I suddenly felt something and couldn't help but freeze in place.

He quickly took out the breakthrough scroll from his pocket and activated it without hesitation.

In an instant, energy surged along the riverbank.