After walking for more than an hour after leaving the city, they saw a village, a suburban village, he was holding a cup made of ice in his hand and drinking hot tea, in front of him was a floating book, walking very slowly, not arrogant or impatient, a standard suburban village, in fact, in daily life, the only remaining role of ice magic is so little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, you have to understand that there is only so much water in the air and in the soil, and ice magic is to collect water and then extract the heat energy to make it solid.

But they are only so much, only next to lakes, oceans, and rivers, ice magic and water magic will have a lot of power, but even if there is no water, sometimes ice magic can still be used: when you need to pump heat energy on a large scale, the combination of ice runes and fire runes can be miraculous, and it can also create a little cold as an air conditioner or something, and it is also very effective against the uncultivated when dealing with enemies.

So it's a little hard for him to understand the ideas in some stories, although they hate each other, but except for magic, rune technology and the like, which are tightly sealed, many other things still maintain a minimum of communication, including some fiction stories or something, and what he is reading is a book written by a writer of Smallland.

The theme of the book is fantasy, medieval adventure background, the protagonist is a wizard, the writing is very good, the characters are portrayed very realistically, and the picture sense is very strong, which makes people have to admire the author's skills, especially Albert knows how difficult it is to write a long story.

But the sense of substitution is too strong is the problem of the story: they are wizards, they have the magic power, every moment, the energy is stirring in the body, and the outside world is connected, they clearly release all the elements of a magic, nodes, rune rules, combination changes, as a wizard who has been guided by modern popular education, knows the usage and meaning of all known published runes, and sometimes too strong a sense of substitution will make him involuntarily entangle some details, and bugs.

Among them, the ice magic used by the protagonist in the book uses something like [Ice Sealing Technique, which covers an area of 100 meters] far away from the water source, how did so much ice come about?

Could it be that the instantaneous ultra-low temperature directly solidified the air? That wouldn't be so exaggerated?

Exhaled lightly, the floating book closed, it was retracted from the entrance to the space he had scratched, Albert gently rubbed his temples, the original intention of reading the book was to relax the spirit, and when reading this book, it did produce a refreshing feeling, but he always couldn't help but be more serious when talking about the knowledge of his profession in the book, he felt that maybe he was really too harsh.

Looking up, Cecilia walked briskly, admiring the rising sun, the day that belonged to this suburban village had just begun, and although the distance from the capital was equal to nothing for those who could fly, it did not seem to be affected too much.

The two happened to see a painter sitting not far away, who should still be a student of an art college, the soldier in his early twenties was still wearing a school uniform, and the name of the school was written on the back of the clothing, he had not heard of it, and he didn't care much about the art school or anything, but the school was very famous, and I had heard that although the National Day holiday had ended, it was now the weekend, and the students were still on vacation, so the students would have the leisure to sketch.

The man painted the scene of the villagers slowly flying up from the ground, the morning sun had just fallen, and everyone was red, and their shoulders seemed to be covered with golden armor.

On the green grass, all the young or middle-aged, as well as some old people, are walking from the village to the village gate, slowly flying, wrapping themselves in a layer of wind, and then heading to the farmland.

They were like a family, greeting each other, chatting, and the younger people gathered together to welcome the new recruits to the farming team, that is, the teenagers who looked very hesitant, looking nervous, and the others were guiding them by hand, and they knew that they had never been in the ground before.

Most of them are the first ring, and they can vaguely perceive the bands of the second and third rings, including warriors and wizards, as well as a dozen people of other races, like a hodgepodge, everyone has everything, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they all look the same peace and tranquility.

The efficiency of the professionals is not low at all, everyone has the strength of an ox, and there is also magic assistance, no matter how bad it is, it will not be bad, as long as the mental power is enough, you can get the job done even if you are lying down.

People can rest while lying down while using the Mage's Hand Control the hoe to loosen the soil, summon a stream of water to water the soil, weeding, fertilizing, everything can be done with magic, you can lie down casually throughout the whole process, but the consumption is also very large as expected, there was really a boring wizard who was idle and tried to lie down and finish all the work, and finally came to the conclusion that even if it is a three-ring wizard, lying down to do farm work consumption can not support, at first it seems that the effect is indeed very powerful, an hour to do what other people have to do all morning, and then there is no way to continue, the method of lying down to do things has no practical value at all。

"A place that looks nice. Cecilia turned to him and said, "How long are we going to stay here in the end?" "That's up to you, we're not in a hurry, this time you say how long you'll stay." "Well, five days?" "Yes." ”

Albert put a buff on his eyes, and his vision was much clearer in an instant, and he could see more.

The laborers go to work in the fields, the peasant women control the water in the stream to wash their clothes, every day in the village is almost the same, and the happiest thing is the child who has not yet grown up, who does not have to do anything, does not have to think about anything, just plays, arbitrarily spends his time, and makes a very pure laugh without distractions.

"Isn't five days too long, why don't you shorten it to one day?" "I said, I planned it before, and this time it's your turn to decide, is it five days or one day?" "Then the day, it's settled. ”

This small village looks inconspicuous, but the function is very perfect, they can be called the sparrows although they are small, they slowly walked into the village gate, and then saw the post office, the bank, the courier department, a small branch of the troubadours society, a small bar, a small hotel.

They decided to use this unknown suburban village as a transit point for a day.