Guild Boss's Ambition

The result of the menu adjustment was that I couldn't eat my favorite strawberry chocolate ice cream.

"I am a mysterious fairy, not an ordinary human..."

Later, while I was happily eating braised pork rice in the White Night Room, the great druid master was eating his vegetable salad while earnestly advising me: "Miss Lan Nong, don't you usually exercise? Although you are immune to magic and martial arts, doing more exercise is still good for your health and can also help with beauty and skin care."

In fact, I was scolded more than twice during the short 20-minute dinner time.

Just like now, Mr. Jacob, a druid master, has carefully analyzed the career prospects and prospects of the guild hostess for me: "The career life of the guild hostess is not long. Miss Lannong, have you thought about your retirement plan? I think it would be a safer approach to learn a skill like accounting."

To prevent the worried Master Druid from continuing to worry, I pretended to be frightened and said in a panic, "Mr. Jacob, let's not talk about my business for now. Did the alarm of the siege sound just now?"

Master Jacob showed a nonchalant expression, “Oh, it seems like that.”

"Yes, the alarm did sound. But please don't worry, Miss Lannong. This is something the military had anticipated. The war is still under the control of the Alliance of Light. There is no need for us to panic. Staying calm and abiding by discipline are the biggest contributions we can make to this war."

"I feel strangely irritated..."

"There's really nothing we can do about this humorless old man..."

"As the saying goes, a kind word can warm you through the winter, but an evil word can hurt you through the summer. Master Jacob rarely gives me advice in a friendly manner, so I should have thanked him. How can I be so rude to him? Or is he just giving me all kinds of advice because he can't find anything else to say?"

"Yes, that's probably the case!"

"It's like when you go back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year, the elders don't follow the routine of asking the younger generations about their marriage and work status. Although these questions make many people feel embarrassed, in fact, most elders don't really care about the lives of their younger generations. They just can't suddenly talk about other topics with a blood stranger!"

"If that's the case—"

With the above thoughts in mind, I took the initiative to focus the topic on the situation of the siege.

"Master Jacob, what do you think about this war? A friend of mine said that she believes that this wrath of nature will soon pass. Do you think she is right?"

Master Jacob frowned slightly and asked, "Miss Lannong, are you interested in war?"

I answered with trepidation: "To be honest, I am working hard to become a mission assessor."

"Mission assessor?"

Master Jacob's eyes immediately revealed an elder's admiring look: "Even though it is a far-fetched dream for a magic and martial arts insulator, it is still a wish worth pursuing. As long as you meet an excellent mentor, even Miss Lan Nong, who has no combat experience, can become a qualified task appraiser."

"How come the topic has turned to me again?"

"Dear Master Jacob, how much do you care about the future of my junior?"

I failed to change the subject and could only give a wry smile.

"Now, my mentor is Mr. Ebi - although I don't think he would acknowledge me as his student."

"Ebi? The one that fell into the cave?" Master Jacob asked.

"What is that, the shrimp that fell into the cave?" His question aroused my own doubts.

Hearing this, Druid Jacob put his finished salad aside and recalled, "The old man who fell into the cave was a famous adventurer in your Stone House twenty years ago. He was famous for his extremely despicable and shameless behavior. But later, for some reason, he suddenly stopped being active in adventure activities, and everyone naturally forgot about him."

Despicable?

When I heard this adjective, I was immediately sure that Jacob was talking about our eel.

I was very curious and immediately asked excitedly: "Master! How despicable are you talking about?"

Druid Jacob said solemnly, "I once worked with him when I was still at the Platinum level. Although he was only at the Gold level at that time, he was very smart. In addition to being good at using burrowing magic to trap the enemy in a very deep underground cave, he was also good at verbal deception and psychological tactics. He was a bastard that even his teammates wanted to beat him up."

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59. Stupid Mouth Expert (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

"It sounds like you have a story with him, Master Jacob?" I said with a smile.

Mr. Jacob did not deny it. He nodded and a nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

"People say that the old man who fell into the hole has a weird personality, but his disdainful face is sometimes quite useful. I remember that there was a dirty cat girl who was carrying out the mission with us. She first stole everyone's property, and then put the blame on me for a small part of the dirty things. When she found out about the theft, I immediately became the target of everyone's criticism."

"Next, Hai Lao identified the murderer and rescued you?"

"It's not right to say it's true, but it's not quite right either. I remember that he said it like that at the time—"

Master Jacob laughed loudly, cleared his throat, and imitated the voice of the arrogant old man: "What?! You actually said that he was the murderer who stole my magic book? Please! Stop insulting me! This clumsy big turtle bear can't even touch the corner of my clothes. How can he steal the magic book that I put behind my boxers?"

"Why does he put a magic book behind his boxers?" I asked puzzled.

Master Jacob tried to hold back his laughter, but couldn't help it. He laughed out loud and said, "Thanks to his help, Griffiths, as the captain, started to investigate everyone present. Finally, we successfully found the real criminal, and the thief Catwoman finally returned the dirty things to everyone, including the blood-stained magic book."

A bloody magic book?

I seem to have realized something and I feel that I have realized something.

Druid Jacob did not comment, but only advised me: "Remember, eat less spicy food."

I agreed and replied: "Do more pelvic floor exercises."

He appreciated the eyebrow raiser: "Avoid sitting or standing for long periods of time."

I added with a smile: "Eat more green foods."

Druid Jacob nodded with satisfaction and praised: "As expected of you, you are Mr. Hai's disciple. The so-called knowledge is to learn lessons from failure and success. As his successor, you must not make the same mistake as him."

"I'll keep it in mind! Master Jacob!"

At this moment, I finally understood what kind of elder Master Jacob was and how to communicate with him.

In our daily lives and workplaces, we always meet all kinds of people, and for people like Master Jacob, I would classify them all as "lovable dumb-mouthed experts."

Humans are social animals, but not everyone is good at communicating. There are also types who are only good at communicating with certain groups. Among them, those who are not good at communicating and have rich professional knowledge, I will call them "lovely dumb experts". If you have a "dumb expert" around you, then you are blessed──

In my own experience, dumb experts are usually not stingy with the knowledge and intelligence they have.

The main reason people usually run into problems with dumb experts is that they lack respect for others.

Everyone has the desire to express themselves. By sharing experiences and putting forward their own opinions, humans can gain satisfaction from wisdom. However, people who are not good at speaking are often ignored by others when they express their opinions, because their language is often unpleasant and difficult to understand, and sometimes even makes people feel that they are talking to themselves.

Over time, they are not good at speaking and no longer like to tell the truth.

Or maybe they have become smarter and made the way they speak become formulaic.

However, I believe that every dumb expert actually has a passionate heart in his heart. In some soft place that we cannot see, they are always waiting for a listener who is equally thirsty for knowledge. They have a lot to share with others, and they are often waiting for a confidant and a suitable opportunity.

When communicating with dumb experts, we must first have a heart that embraces knowledge.

We need to be someone we can confide in, someone who will not lower their head to scroll through their phone no matter how bored they feel.

Secondly, we must also have a polite and direct mouth.

When we encounter conversations that we don’t want to hear, we must have the courage to say no.

A perfunctory attitude is easy to see through.

Once discovered, you will be labeled a traitor.

People can always easily forgive their enemies, but find it difficult to forgive their friends.

When dealing with "friends", "sincerity" is the best strategy.

"I don't want to be lectured about my mother being a woman anymore."

I thought so in my heart, then I took a deep breath and said to the druid who was talking happily: "Master Jacob, there is one thing I want to tell you! In fact, I really don't need too much advice. I have my own ideas about health and future. If you keep treating me like a child, I will be very troubled."

Because of my directness, the druid's face suddenly froze.

Sometimes, words that are too direct can hurt people and make them angry and embarrassed.

But Master Jacob is a master who has practiced and is a highly respected man of character and magnanimity.

Gradually, the tall and strong man squeezed out an apologetic expression towards me: "Although! This is really rude of me. To be honest, although I have lived for more than a hundred years, I still don’t know how to get along with children. That’s why when I met you, I unilaterally thought that you would need my advice…"

Seeing his lost look, I quickly gave him some blood replenishment.

"No, no, no, this is not entirely your fault. If it were any other kid, they would all be eager for you to teach them more. But my situation is a little special. As a junior, I am quite complacent and proud. Like an adult, I don't like others to preach to me. Instead, I prefer other relatively equal ways of communication."

At this time, Master Jacob laughed at himself and said, "Miss Lan Nong, there is no need to belittle yourself. I am the one who is really complacent and proud. I have only lived a hundred years longer, but I have the presumption to regard myself as an elder. I don't know that there is no order of learning, and those who are more accomplished are the first. Thinking back carefully, I couldn't solve even half of the Morning Star puzzle you asked me at that time."

I finally built up some confidence in front of my elders, so naturally I didn't retreat or be too humble at this time.

"Every profession has its own specialty. The Morning Star puzzle is my forte. If you, Master Jacob, can easily solve it, then I will be useless. Speaking of which, although I don't like to be preached by others, I am still quite curious about your Tree of Life. If you don't mind, Master Jacob, can you explain it to me, a junior?"

After talking so much that his mouth was half dry, Master Jacob's attitude finally returned to normal.

He asked, "What about the tree of life? Is there anything worth explaining?"

In fact, the so-called curiosity about the tree of life was just something I mentioned casually just now.

But at this moment, the lovely figure of Ms. Farmer emerged from the depths of my memory.

So, I became genuinely curious.

"For example, your president, Ms. Farmer?"

"You mean Ms. Fama? Haven't you also met her in person?"

"Yes, I met her in person today. My first impression of her was that she was an elegant and lovely little human, but I didn't know much more about her. If I hadn't known her identity in advance, I would never have believed that she was the president of your Tree of Life. That's why I think there must be some special qualities in Ms. Fama that I haven't discovered."

After hearing my explanation, Druid Jacob frowned.

He said in a confused tone, "In fact, even though I have joined the Tree of Life for so many years, I still know very little about President Fama. I only know that she is a lazy and playful little person, and that no matter what kind of situation she faces, she will always find incredible ways to lead us to a way out."

"Unbelievable means?" I asked.

As if recalling something, the druid master said in a reverent tone: "It includes many unheard-of powerful magics. He also used strange iron pipes to launch metal balls to knock down monsters. He can also accurately predict future weather changes and know how to make magical clothes that can make people invisible..."

"Use a strange iron pipe to shoot metal balls to knock down monsters?"

"As far as I know, although the goblins and dwarves have successfully produced black powder, modern firearms should not have been invented yet, right? But if the dwarves are really like what Ms. Farmer said, their civilization will not be reset by the high elves, then it is natural for them to have hot weapon technology."

"Human civilization has been restarted so many times, there should be a time when it will follow a similar development path as Earthlings."

"But……"

"Why didn't the high elves use weapons and technology from bygone civilizations?"

In order to find the missing piece of the puzzle in my mind, I suddenly jumped from the topic I was discussing with Jacob to another area and asked excitedly: "So! Master, do you know how civilization formatting is carried out? In addition to us intelligent humans, does the civilization of the high elves also need to obey the will of the Creator God and be rewritten?"

Even though the topic seemed to jump a little too far, Mr. Jacob still patiently answered my questions.

"Based on my own understanding of the high elves, they also seem to have some attempts to reformat their own civilization, but that should not be a plan that is synchronized with the wrath of nature. Conservatively speaking, it would take at least three times for the history of intelligent human civilization to be destroyed before their civilization would be reformatted. If not, there would not be high elves that are more than ten thousand years old in the world."

After listening to Master Yalo's words, the image of the high elves in my mind is no longer as lofty as it used to be.

The race that truly controls this world is definitely not the high elves who instigated the wrath of nature.

"The Dwarfs..."

"The ones who truly control this world are the dwarfs."

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60. Arrow (White Night)

(white night)

The evening breeze was cool. I stood on the rooftop of the stone house and looked at the city wall in the east.

There, the flames of war were burning and soldiers were bleeding.

However, there is an entire powerful race that is indifferent to this war - Ms. Farmer's dwarf race.

There is no doubt that the position of the Dwarfs is definitely not peace. With their uninterrupted civilization, they should have the most unrivaled military force in the world. They could have stopped this war, but they didn't. They might even have the ability to turn all living beings into immortals, but they didn't do that...

The little people are a low-key people.

She is so low-key that it seems as if Ms. Farmer is the only little person in the world.

But now I no longer have the energy and time to spend on the puzzle of the dwarfs. The bait to capture Lila has been removed. The newspaper in my hand has clearly shown what I want to convey, but after all, Lila is not 100% likely to get information through newspapers and magazines. In addition to mass media, she also has methods like dead geese to use.

However, knowing Lila, I was still convinced that she would be lured out by my bait.

Even though her reason would tell her that there was only a tiny chance that I would destroy the only pendant, the value of the pendant was almost infinite. Therefore, even if there was only a one in a billion chance, she would not be able to ignore the danger of the pendant being destroyed and refuse my invitation. She would definitely attack Uru within the next week.