Tree-like houses are mixed in the jungle.

Regardless of what they do, these elves are really obsessed with balancing with nature.

Of course, all the houses will not be made of stone, more precisely, they should be considered reinforced concrete stone buildings, each of which is of the same size, with only differences in height and interior decoration.

Our protagonist is walking around the jungle, walking along the stone paths, in the dense jungle, everywhere is covered with dense and ankle-high plants ranging from the height of a person to a person, the heroine walks in front, walks a section, needs to stop and wait for him, he does walk much slower than usual.

"Here, the status of concrete and stone as building materials seems to be completely reversed. ”

Albert raised his hand.

In his left hand he held a stone, and in his right hand was a mass of dried powder.

"Concrete needs to be mixed with water, sediment, gravel, and rebar according to the ratio and demand, and then it takes time, it needs to be leveled slowly, waiting, and sometimes, improper construction and climatic reasons can also cause the cement to crack, and people use it more as a binder. ”

The bag of cement purchased from a passing town quickly turned into mud under his control, and the water mixed in with it was pumped away, and the cement returned to its previous appearance as dust.

"And even so, in people's minds, it would be pure foolishness to wait for something that could be solved immediately with magic... ”

Throwing the powder into space, he turned his gaze to the square stone in his hand.

"But stones are different. ”

The square stone, which he had made of clay, was unpolished, but the surface was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been specially polished by frosted and shining in the rays of sunlight that fell through the treetops.

"Our magic has been dealing with these natural materials for tens of thousands of years, and controlling it is as simple as moving your own fingers. ”

"I can decide how dense it is to suit a variety of needs. ”

"Rebar makes it stronger, not broken. ”

He threw the unreinforced stone out and slammed it into another stone, smashing it into slightly smaller pieces, which he retracted and turned into the cube again, intact as new.

Next, the square mini steel wire frame that had been prepared in advance was taken out, the two objects were combined, the stone wrapped the steel wire tightly, and it was completely impossible to see the content inside, this time, the same distance, the same strength, it was not broken, but the tip of a corner was knocked off, and the hardness of the square stone was directly raised by a notch.

"So it's strange to build a house with cement. ”

"That's what people think, and that's what they do, cement can't be on the table for the time being. ”

"And it's such a simple truth, I didn't understand it at first. Albert beckoned, and the cube flew back into his hand, "Past experience is destined to be able to stand in a higher position, more objective analysis and understanding of problems, but it is also destined that my thinking is limited, I will instinctively substitute the experience over there here, but that is sometimes wrong." ”

"And what was your reaction to seeing cement in the first place?" asked Cecilia, who had been listening, "what did you think at first?"

"I almost instinctively felt that it was strange that cement had been invented and found, and that stone buildings had not been replaced. The force was transmitted to the palm of his hand, and without pretense, he pinched the stone into a dense crack, and the steel wire inside twisted and pulled out like a silk thread until the last bit of metal was pulled away, and once again, the cube was intact, "Habit is a terrible thing, and it sometimes causes certain mistakes. ”

"I have a civilization that can be used as a reference. He let go of his hand, and the cube dissipated into the air, "But that would lead to a cognitive error." ”

"Good, good. Cecilia yawned, "Don't think about it, give your mind a break, and don't keep a straight face, your image has collapsed since the last incident." "What's the matter?" he was playing dumb. "That's it, that's it. ”

She gestured in a circle, the light began to distort, and he raised his hand to scatter the light and shadow as he saw that a standard burlesque ball was about to be completed.

"You don't know what happened when I thought about it. "Don't be grim then. ”

This area, which is already considered northern, at least, is very close to their destination.

It shouldn't feel too hot to be exposed to direct sunlight now, the fog in the forest is still entrenched and has not dispersed, some of the flowers that open at night have not completely closed, nocturnal creatures, and a few scattered nests are looking for their nests, the night has been dispersed, the sun is rising, but some small animals and reptiles that belong to the night have not yet left.

At some point, the cat woman picked a weed on the side of the road, picked off the small red fruit on it, and threw a few to him: "Next, taste it." ”

Albert took the fruit and looked at it, trying to find out what information about this edible wild fruit could not be exhaustive: "What is this called?" "Anyway, the old people call it Little Thornberry." ”

She threw one into her mouth: "Oh yes, this fruit is poisonous. "Then you still eat it?!Quickly spit it out!""It's very faintly toxic. Cecilia ate another one, "Eat less and you'll be fine, besides, with our physique, we are not afraid of this poison." ”“。。 Don't gasp for breath when you speak. ”

Suddenly, the sun shone on their faces.

It was only then that the two people, who had been teasing each other and chatting with each other, realized that they had stepped out of the border of the forest, and in front of them, there was another prairie full of life.

Cattle and sheep are running, deer are jumping over the river, patches of green grass are swaying like waves in the wind, and the snow that has not melted all year round on the high mountains in the distance, and...

"That's, what?"

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There is a general expectation of too much in the Elven Autonomous Region.

The destroyers of ancient times, the children of nature in modern times, the pure ones depicted in modern books, all make people expect too much.

Actually, most people who see what the Elven Autonomous Region looks like will find that, except for a few novelties, it's not much different from where we live now, and some good ideas there have been referenced elsewhere, so you'll see a lot of repetition, except for the houses that are propped up by one pillar, and the details related to art.

After all, that's not necessary for us, it's very costly, it's too expensive, we still have a lot of land, and it's optimistically estimated that the country can feed three times the current population and have a surplus, and there is no need to save land.

Elves are actually the same as us, but they've lived a little longer.

Their average lifespan is around 1,200 years.

They call friends and friends, shout at each other, and work to earn money, but they have to admit that the elf race has a very high level of artistic attainment, and most of the people who have been there will be amazed by the exquisite design of a wind-powered "big toy" there, and some artworks displayed in museums and exhibition halls are enough to shock the soul.

If you want to see it, you'd better go to the elven city to enjoy it, otherwise, you'll regret it.

————————George Joshua [Wizard/Folklorist]