On the yellow sand plane, a team of magicians was encamped, first a dozen magicians formed a large circle, clubbed the staff on the ground, silently chanted incantations, and the originally loose sand and gravel slowly cemented into a hard rammed earth.

The ground was made of stone pillars, all of gravel, but petrified into rock, and the tent had to be hung up to make up the makeshift tent.

Next is the biggest project, next to the camp, the mages keep summoning sandstone giants in the gravel, controlling them to leave the center, slowly forming a large pit, and then solidifying.

The magicians took out bags of water-based magic crystals, and through the water-based magic crystals, they summoned water balls in the dry desert environment and threw them into the pit, and slowly, a pool of clear water accumulated in the pit.

When the water was as tall as a man, a magus solemnly took out a box, which was carefully made of precious magical materials such as pure gold and mythril, and was engraved with various magic patterns, which looked like a very powerful kind of magic energy.

As soon as the box was opened, a powerful wave of magic power immediately spread, and there was a strong breath of life in the fluctuation. Being able to enclose such a powerful wave in a box makes the shielding ability of this box very powerful.

There was only a fist-sized green seed in the box, and the Magister carefully took out the seed and gently put it into the pool, and it was obvious in the clear water that the seed was rapidly germinating and growing, taking root quickly, and soon a seedling appeared.

As the seeds grow, the water level in the pond decreases rapidly.

All the magicians are fully engaged in the work of condensing the water element, in the dry yellow sand plane, the water element is very thin, it is almost impossible to condense water vapor in the air, and can only rely on the water magic crystal.

These water-based magic crystals are all bags and bags, thrown at the feet of the magicians like cabbage, and the noble magicians are like migrant workers at this moment, taking off their magic boots, stepping on the magic crystals with their bare feet, and flexibly outlining the activated magic patterns with their toes, releasing the elements in the magic crystals.

Practice makes perfect, this repetitive and monotonous work, which this team of magicians has done so many times that they can do it with their eyes closed, so that they still have time to talk.

"Your Excellency, when will this mission be rotated?" asked a cross-eyed magician, holding one foot.

Boxin is the magister who took out the seeds, at this moment he was quickly condensing the water ball, only to see that the magic boots on both of his feet were taken off, so he squatted on the bag with bare feet, stepped into the magic crystal with his feet, and raised his two hands like a beckoning cat, throwing it left and right, and one by one the water balls quickly condensed into his palm, and then was thrown into the pool.

Repetitive monotonous work is obviously not welcome, and Boxin's mood is not very good, and when he heard this, he suddenly scolded angrily: "You thought about rotation at the beginning of the task, you are a lazy bear, so lazy." ”

The cross-eyed magician didn't care: "It's not the first time, in recent years, we have opened up almost five planes, an average of one a year, it's not lazy, it's tired, ask the time and have a good heart, otherwise I don't know when this kind of day will end." ”

The cross-eyed magician's words obviously went to everyone's hearts, and everyone invariably showed a look of kinship.

Bo Xin also has the same feeling, but as a leader, he can't have this negative attitude, otherwise the people's hearts will be scattered, and the team will be difficult to lead, so he can only force himself to say: "At least you don't have to go to the battlefield, that's the really dangerous task, a few months ago, someone stabbed an elbow under the crown of the cliff, and the stand-in artifact was exploded." ”

"What? The stand-in artifact was exploded? Is it a stand-in artifact given by the mother goddess that can save a life?

"Impossible, who can break through the defenses under the crown of the cliff? Is it the Mage of Truth?"

"It seems that not all other planes are magicians, stabbing an elbow? How can an elbow stab someone? Sounds like a melee class. ”

"There's still a melee class these days? heretic, Lord Boshin, tell me what's going on?"

Boxin's words aroused everyone's interest, and after a gossip of questions, the atmosphere came up unconsciously, and happy work was more efficient than boring work, and Boxin praised his wit.

After chatting about the anecdote of being stabbed in the elbow under the cliff crown, Bo Xin shifted the topic to the Yellow Sand Plane and said with a smile: "I don't know if I can meet the natives of the Yellow Sand Plane, if you can meet, you will have Furo." ”

"There are still natives in the Yellow Sand Plane, is it impossible?" said the cross-eyed magician in surprise: "There is no water or grass here, and the dead can't live, how can there be natives?"

"Hehe, the world is so magical, although there is no water here, but there is a creature called the Yellow Sand Water Beast, they will open all their hair every night, absorb the thin water element in the air, and then store it in the axillary sac. Boshin said.

The cross-eyed magician asked puzzledly, "Lord Boshin, aren't the natives you are talking about this kind of yellow sand water beast, are you?"

"Ahem, ahem...... I don't know from which plane the human beings who flowed here, relying on the yellow sand water beast to survive, there are tens of thousands of people, they are scattered to the entire plane, living by water and air, because these are extremely short of water, so the natives here have developed a magical ability, the skin can maximize the lock of water, so the women here are tender and tender, and they can get out of the water with a pinch. ”

"Because the number of indigenous people is too small, in order to avoid too close blood, they are very enthusiastic about foreign humans, as long as they meet, the women of their family will serve enthusiastically, just to leave a little bit of your blood, so do you say blessed?"

Hearing what Bo Xin said, everyone was so eager to immediately leave their work and go to the aborigines' home as a guest.

At the same time as a group of mages were in a primitive settlement, dozens of kilometers away, in an indigenous settlement, more than a dozen indigenous women dressed in thin veils were surrounding a handsome man, babbling something, and Miao Man's eyes never left each other's handsome faces.

The Yellow Sand Plane is an unguarded chaotic plane, with no resources, very few people come, and the occasional one who comes is either a rude mercenary or a weak magician, how can you ever see such a handsome and strong beautiful man?

More than a dozen women ignored the man's panic and said, "Your guest is lucky, your guest is tired from the journey, why don't you rest for a while?"

Lurking in the yellow sand, Longsad and Mobuck whispered: "Do you think we should go to escort him?" Your Majesty seems to be a little overwhelmed. ”

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There are so many things during the New Year