What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 238. If the road is hard to build, then build a ship.

The raging flood that swept across the land disappeared completely half an hour later, as if it had never existed. The only evidence of its existence was the water mist that remained.

A hazy mist obscured the sun and enveloped the desert, making it seem even more terrifying than nighttime because the sky was invisible during the day.

The gray desert at this moment does have some similarities to the gray desert simulated by Kroa.

Nilant finally removed the shield from her scepter and cautiously told the group, "Never enter the desert during the day, or you will surely die!"

Her tone was so solemn, and coupled with the same wind blowing back and forth in the desert like a ghost, the apprentices of Hanjiao Island nodded in agreement.

At worst, I can sleep during the day and work at night.

Since we're already superhumans, it's easy to accept things like having our days and nights reversed; safety should be the top priority.

The apprentices immediately dismantled the equipment they were responsible for and returned to the city.

As Jamie looked at the now gray desert and then at the city, his thoughts grew stronger.

He felt that this place was no longer suitable for building ordinary bridges and passages. Even if they were built, they would definitely be washed away by such a terrifying flood. The only solution was to utilize the floodwaters.

He had already explained the method of using the flood to his companions, and they would begin to try it out once they returned.

Jamie is now a leader, and he no longer needs to do many things personally. He also knows that he needs to train more civil engineering mages who can stand on their own.

So he planned to take a walk around the city after entering it.

Nilant remained with them, seemingly tasked with both protecting and monitoring these guests who had traveled from afar.

The city is much more lively during the day.

People gathered busily in the streets and markets, casually laying their wares out on the ground and hawking their wares.

"Grey sand roots! Five grey sand roots!"

"Fresh skewer meat!"

"The Church of Mother Earth only has one kilogram of flour!"

At this moment, the city finally took on the meaning of a city—while the outside world was shrouded in gray mist and endless sandstorms, only here could people live in peace.

"You all go back first, I'll stay here and look around."

Jamie remembered what Chloe had said, so he simply told the others to go back and check if the shop was fixed, while he wandered around here.

Nilant didn't leave with the others; instead, she stayed close to him, as if he were the most important person to her.

Jamie didn't say anything about it.

He walked silently in front of the stall.

After observing, he noticed that almost everyone here was shirtless with headscarves on their heads, and the various items displayed on the street nearby seemed very novel to him.

There are triangular stone sculptures, mottled oil paintings, and snake charmers playing flutes and controlling snakes.

However, the stalls mainly sell food.

Whether the food is obtained from the desert or transported from elsewhere, it is a form of hard currency here.

The trading method is basically barter. In the current situation in Gray Desert, gold coins and magic crystals are useful, but their value is really limited.

And... slaves.

Jamie looked at the people in the distance, locked in wooden cages and almost completely naked.

Whenever someone expressed interest in buying, the slave owner would smile broadly and pull out a slave. Then, like inspecting livestock, he would open the slave's lips to check the teeth, carefully examine the body, and laugh unabashedly when he found something amiss.

Looking at all this, Jamie felt calm.

There was also a slave trade in the North, and in many cases, people were the common currency, though only for the young and able-bodied population.

Many of his partners and new apprentices were actually teenagers who couldn't even find buyers. Although it's only a one-word difference, the gap between them and adults is enormous.

Looking at the slaves, he suddenly remembered that before he came out, Mr. Miffy had specifically called him over for a chat.

The former bishop of the Church of Mother Earth, and the prince of the Kingdom of Norland, told him: "The Gray Desert is the most remote region of the kingdom, and also the most representative microcosm of the vast majority of the world."

Write down everything you see and tell your teacher.

Miffy's expression was unusually serious as he said these words.

At the time, he didn't understand what Mi Feiyin meant, but now he suddenly understood—wasn't this asking him to indirectly praise his teacher?

To be able to abolish slavery on one's own territory...

Jamie took a deep breath, only now realizing the difficult decision Kroya had made.

That's a huge amount of money!

"Why are you staring at the slaves?"

Nilant finally spoke up, saying, "You want to buy slaves? If you do, I can arrange to send you a batch."

"Outsiders." The woman's face was mocking. "Don't feel sorry for them. If they are bought, they might have a chance to survive."

As long as one can live, what is unacceptable? Even living a life as sorrowful as dust is still living.

Jamie didn't reply, but just smiled slightly like Chloe: "Do you have any local specialties here? I'd like to buy some to take back to my teacher as gifts."

Nilante glanced at him, grabbed his hand, and pulled him into a small street.

The street was lined with all sorts of magical beasts, and it was clear that Nilant knew what her friend from Hanju Island wanted to buy.

As she walked, she pointed to the stalls next to her and introduced them:

"Look, this is a jackal. Adult jackals are the best companions in the desert."

"This is a sand ray. It only takes a year for it to grow large enough for two or three people to stand on and fly close to the ground in the sand."

"Look, this is a Desert Fire Spirit, one of the few remaining elemental creatures..."

With a guide who is familiar with the gray desert, she can basically name everything sold on the roadside and even comment on its quality.

The stall owners looked at the gold scales on her chest, angry but dared not speak out.

And so, Jamie bought a whole batch of monsters he'd never seen before on the Isle of Reef without any hesitation, and gold coins just kept pouring out of his pockets.

Although Kroya made them run around, the subsidies were not small at all, and were even more than the resources distributed by the major powers.

So he really had a lot of gold coins and magic crystals on him.

Later on, the stall owners seemed to know that a big spender had arrived, and they no longer cared about Nilant's comments. They immediately brought out their most lively monsters.

They continued buying and walking along the way. If Nilan hadn't promptly called someone to deliver all these magical beasts to the magical beast, magical plant, and battle pet shop, they probably wouldn't have been able to fit them all in.

When Jamie reached the deepest part of the alley, he was about to stop buying anything when he suddenly saw a small stall displaying magical plants.

It was a... pale blue water lily.

It floated quietly in the bottled water that the stall owner had prepared, exquisite and elegant, with a serene beauty.

Jamie was instantly captivated by the water lily. He knew his teacher had been growing water lilies recently, and he knew his teacher would be very happy if he could take this water lily home as a gift.

Thinking of this, he looked at the stall owner.

The stall owner was resting with his eyes closed behind his stall. His red hair was as dazzling as flames, but he had a very decadent air about him, which clearly made him no ordinary person.

"Are you crazy?"

Nilant saw the water lilies and exclaimed in shock, "Agate, those are blue water lilies! You really want to sell them?"

She clearly recognized the stall owner.

"Why do you care so much?" Agate opened his eyes and glanced at Nilant. It was only then that Jamie noticed that the tall, red-haired man's left eye was a dull, grayish-white color.

However, the power emanating from him seemed to belong to at least a level four or five warrior; that vast aura of blood could only be possessed by a warrior.

You must understand that this is a world with magic and divine arts, where even severed limbs can grow back. For advanced superhumans, physical injuries are nothing.

After being rebuffed like that, Nilant was immediately speechless and could only shake her head helplessly.

Jamie then stepped forward and asked, "How much are these water lilies?"

Agate glanced at him and said, "You're from outside, aren't you? Do you have a way to leave the city during the day?"

"Yes," Jamie said directly. "We came here to achieve this goal. If you'd like, you can give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Agate's pupils contracted slightly. Without a word, he shoved the jar into Jamie's hand and said decisively, "Go now?"

"Can."

Jamie immediately took Agate back to the already set-up monster and plant battle pet shop, and led him into the back control room where they began to work in a mysterious manner.

This busy period lasted for a full ten days.

During this period, apprentices would occasionally go in and take all the data and the cultivated Evil Sea Purple Demon Ping inside.

When he and Agate came out, they had several spatial magic bags containing magical plants.

Both of them looked excited.

Jamie, in particular, couldn't wait to say:

"Let's go, let's give it a try."

"Let's go!"

Agate was even more excited than him. Seeing him walking so slowly, he simply grabbed him and rushed out of the shop, unleashing the speed and stamina of a warrior.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

All that remained in the air was drifting dust.

……

The two arrived at the city gate in broad daylight, and Jamie led the way, immediately setting up a strange little boat within a safe area.

No, it's less a small boat and more a mobile house built on the Purple Demon Duckweed of the Evil Sea—

The bottom of this bizarre houseboat is covered with flat, treacherous sea hyacinths, whose roots are firmly embedded in the earth, ensuring that the snail-shell-like house above does not sway.

The house above is constructed of Floating Moon Alloy, a very ordinary and common type of small wooden house. Its surface is covered with some inconspicuous magical plants that look like dandelions, densely enveloping the entire house.

From a distance, it looks like a house or something covered in fluff.

The vitality and energy of the magical plants brought a touch of softness to this otherwise cold and austere house.

After building the strange house, Jamie climbed up the vines and waved to Agate:

"Let's give it a try; the flood should be coming soon."

Agate was actually a little resistant when he saw the finished product. He had thought it would be some kind of intricate magical creation, but it turned out to be a little house that looked like something out of a fairy tale.

He really couldn't understand why things had to turn out this way, but Jamie's confident demeanor lessened his doubts considerably.

The burly red-haired man had no choice but to climb into the house, which was surrounded by dandelions, and sit on the sofa behind the clean and bright window.

The house looks small from the outside, but it's actually quite large, with a total area of ​​over 100 square meters. The interior is fully furnished, with a dining table, sofa, benches, bookshelves, and even a toilet and shower room.

The two sat quietly in the tidy house, Jamie glancing occasionally at the magic reading meter placed in the corner.

Although they cannot stop the flood from coming, the magic index changes whenever the flood arrives, which can be considered a form of prediction.

Meanwhile, the magic reading pointer was shaking wildly, gradually changing from a safe green to a glaring red.

This means...

"The flood is coming!" Agate saw the raging floodwaters coming from the window immediately and gripped his weapon tightly.

Even a level 5 warrior like him was completely helpless in the face of such a natural disaster. All he could do was hope that the strange ship, which had taken a month to build, would work.

In the distance, a massive flood swept in.

"Splash splash splash—"

When the flood came, the small boat was surprisingly stable—the floodwaters hit the dandelions on the surface of the house, and the dandelions absorbed most of the force, so the impact on the house itself was not great.

The two people sitting inside the house had serious expressions. The life-sustaining magic runes carved inside the house had been activated, automatically purifying and filtering the air, and a warm orange light had been turned on.

In the pitch-black floodwaters, the comfort brought by this light was indescribable. The two of them looked at the murky floodwaters outside the window, feeling genuinely worried.

At this moment, the Evil Sea Purple Demon Water Lilies, which had already taken deep root at the bottom of the house, took advantage of this respite to quickly adapt to the impact of the flood and slowly pulled their roots out of the sand.

After all the roots were pulled out, the impact of the first wave of the flood had almost completely disappeared, leaving only the force of the massive water flow itself.

The Purple Demon of the Evil Sea carried the house slowly upwards towards the flood, its roots, which had originally appeared somewhat small, now completely tangled together, like a weight.

Each of them clung tightly to the surrounding water magic, and miraculously managed to stabilize themselves.

In this way, the houses will not float around aimlessly, but will float straight towards the surface of the water, quickly leaving the depths of the flood and reaching the surface.

The floodwaters had already reached a height of several hundred meters, and had naturally left the area shrouded in the gray mist below, allowing the warm rays of the sun to shine in.

The two people sitting inside the house finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jamie, in particular, casually pulled up a crystal screen, muttering, "The impact on the floating dandelion is manageable... the corrosiveness of the flood here... the duration of the life support array inside the house..."

As he recorded this invaluable firsthand information, he instructed Agate, "Go and pull the lever on the left!"

Agate, a level 5 warrior who would be treated with great respect even in the royal family, didn't hesitate and quickly pulled the lever on the wall.

"Snap!"

As the lever was pulled down, the roots of the Evil Sea Purple Demon Water Lilies at the bottom of the house were impacted by special magical power and began to consciously stir in a certain direction.

The roots intertwined and churned in the water, quickly forming a small whirlpool, where the magic within merged with the magic of the surrounding flood.

The dandelions growing on the roof absorbed water and became even more fluffy, drawing in the humid, hot winds that came with the flood, their flowers spinning like fans.

The current began to propel the tiny house, which seemed insignificant in the flood, further and further away.

It miraculously moved in a straight line in the flood, completely unaffected by the chaotic water flow, at a moderate speed of about 10 km/h.

The map inside the house showed that the ship was leaving Grey Sand City and heading to the nearest gathering point, the area where the Grey Sand Lord had told them to open a road.

Sitting inside the house, there was steaming hot milk tea and snacks in front of me, and outside the bright sunshine was shining without swaying at all.

It seems like a very ordinary trip; all you have to do is sit here and wait, and you'll arrive at your destination in a while.

Agate stared blankly at the view outside the window. Although all he could see was the golden sunlight shining on the dark flood, creating a golden and black glow, he still found it incredible.

It's incredible... it's incredible that ships can navigate safely through floodwaters like this.

Won't it corrode?

It's not that no one has tried using boats, but the magic of this flood is extremely terrifying; ordinary boats simply cannot withstand its corrosive properties.

He realized almost immediately that if these strange and magical houses and boats could be mass-produced, then floods would no longer be an obstacle!

It may even become their motivation to travel to various places.

The soldier silently watched outside.

About an hour later, the magical ship had already stopped at the first gathering point ten kilometers away from Gray Sand City.

You can see the shields that still stand strong in the flood, and you can see the city in the flood from a high vantage point.

They've arrived!

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(End of this chapter)