After Zhao Xu showed the third "miracle technique", the aftermath of his disturbance did not subside for a long time, and it continued to spread from the mouths of players and civilians who witnessed that scene at that time.

At this time, the atmosphere of the entire Yanan camp became more and more tense.

The clouds above the sky grew heavier and heavier, as if a thick canvas was being painted by beginners, layer upon layer, until eventually all the colors were mixed together and all became dark and indistinguishable.

Because the dark and dark storm clouds even hindered the penetration of the entire daylight.

The entire Wild Dead Land, from sunrise to moonset, was a drowsy feeling, as if it had been at the junction of dawn.

Zhao Xu also shifted all his focus back to Yanan.

At this time, after just finishing a high-level seminar, even Zhao Xu, who was full of energy, couldn't help but rub his temples.

The joint meeting of Yanan's high-level leaders, and the heads and deputy heads of major departments can attend, the total number of people is less than 100, and there are less than 30 people who are qualified to speak in the first row of the big round table, all of whom are former earth elites.

And even if all the player's attributes skyrocket for a while, and he becomes a genius, at most he will only reach the position of deputy.

This is not surprising to Arthur as a whole, as many of the managers of the forces are not adventurers in their core professions, and there are not a few civilians, nobles, mentors, and experts.

It is the armed forces department and even the rulers that are the powerful professionals as the leader.

In the joint enlarged meeting that has just been implemented, basically all departments have put forward their own difficulties in preparing for this heavy rainstorm, and the solution to the problem can be pointed to is more resources.

But they are not without reason, and the things they are responsible for cannot be delayed for a moment, and there is an endless stream of letters for help sent to the camps of these departments below, and some camps even directly send people to be stationed in the camp for public relations.

This also made Zhao Xu feel a little headache.

At this time, Yanan was dominated by the federal system, and on the surface, the capital city was the main city, and the various nominally subordinate camps were controlled.

But Yanan was established only two or three weeks ago, and Zhao Xu realized the contradiction between the "central" and the "local".

At this time, every camp was crying bitterly that the central government needed to carry out blood transfusions, but the central ministries reflected that their own government orders could not be issued from the top of the line.

And due to the constraints of "technology", although there are galloping Pegasus from the capital of Yanan every day, the news of the camps on the edge is often two or three days later.

The backward means of communication have begun to shackle the entire Yanan sphere of influence. This question was also evident in the ancient dynastic maps.

However, Zhao Xu also had an idea to solve it, so he didn't have much anxiety.

"Governing a kingdom is really far from being as simple as we think."

Wang Ningwei also looked at her in confusion, and in front of her, there was a stack of extremely thick documents waiting for approval.

At this time, the entire conference hall of the University was already empty, and only seven or eight slim maids were still standing on the sidelines, waiting for the two of them.

Even if the entire Yanan lamented the lack of manpower and construction workers to withstand the heavy rain, for the most core association station, the staffing was not bad at all, and the daily consumption of food was also astronomical.

Whenever Zhao Xu saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh, no wonder power can corrupt the vast majority of people, and only the saints who have no desires can resist it.

"Let's get through this hurdle first." Zhao Xu could only comfort.

"It's going to get better and better, and every punch we're going to get a punch as we build up more power."

He looked sideways at the "Yanan" territory hanging above the conference hall, it can be said that in the past two or three weeks, Yanan has changed from the place where he first looked to the first force in the wilderness with a population of more than 100 million.

Although most of them still rule in name, they only have a constant one-way blood transfusion in practice.

But he finally survived the initial turbulent stage, and the major camps under Yanan's rule restored basic order.

This kind of big stride also made Yanan grow too fast at this time and appear "fat", not growing up step by step, but also steady.

"After surviving this heavy rainstorm, let's start to peel ourselves off these redundant problems." Zhao Xu said.

He and Wang Ningwei both understood that the strength of the two was limited after all, and with the promotion of countless personnel into Yanan's core management, all kinds of nepotism were innumerable.

At the same time, because of this disguised "doomsday", the clan power is even more difficult to suppress. In the last days, the only reliable ones are the relatives. At this time, no matter how ignorant the player is, he understands that relatives are often his backing.

"Hmm." Wang Ningwei also nodded solemnly.

"Now we have done our best, basically all the materials have been distributed for flood control and disaster relief, and both men, women and children have been mobilized to participate in the collective construction of the building."

"But I still have a hint of worry in my heart." Saying that, Wang Ningwei looked at Zhao Xu helplessly.

In this regard, Zhao Xu smiled calmly, "Don't worry, I know all these problems and will solve them." ”

Although the whole Yanan is a flat plain, no one can guess that if these accumulated rainstorms cannot be quickly discharged, then the first to destroy those low-lying camps will be.

In the aftermath of the disaster, once there are many corpses, and the sewage accumulated after the rainstorm spreads, it is likely that the entire camp will be infected and die.

There are several terrifying plagues unique to the Yanan world, which are not much less milder than the deadly diseases of the earth, and some of them cannot even be treated with "medical skills", but can only be removed with divine magic.

"In the near future, the pastors of several major churches will enter Yanan, and this problem will be alleviated a lot." Zhao Xu said.

For the bottleneck of treatment, he is also a clever woman who has no rice to cook.

To save countless civilians and epidemics, it depends on the number of priests, even if he can provide the "magic wand" such as endurance materials, there must be people who can cast spells, and in the end, it must be implemented on the priest.

"That's right." Suddenly, Wang Ningwei said with a hint of embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xu was standing up and preparing to leave.

Wang Ningwei tilted her head slightly, "It's about Yun'er." ”

"Questions?" Zhao Xu was surprised.

Since Zheng Xinyun was resurrected by the goddess of magic, she had already fallen to level 1 because she had used the seven-ring "resurrection technique" several times before.

And in the end, through miracles, she suppressed the "death" power of the artificial god of death and resurrected her, and her body was also a lot weaker, and she could only recuperate for the time being, and could not take risks.

This time was also the last time for Zhao Xu to think about the "God of Death".

"It's not her problem, it's that there was a warlock before."

Saying that, Wang Ningwei also showed a shy look, "A warlock player, but I don't know how he awakened the arcane in his bloodline." ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhao Xu was also a little interested.

"That warlock, the arcane spells he has mastered are all pink spells, all of them are obscene spells such as pleasant images, spring dreams, and wide clothes and unties."

Hearing this, Zhao Xu almost didn't stand still, "Did he provoke Yun'er?" ”

"It's not a provocation, I didn't know about the player's report before I got close, and then I was beaten and locked up half-dead by the guards." Wang Ningwei frowned and said, "Before Yun'er's accident, he was always in prison. ”

Informed Players......

Zhao Xu, who had heard of this pink warlock's feat in his previous life, couldn't help but scratch his head at this moment.

Maybe it's better to call it a red player.

In fact, Arthur's players are strange and have everything.

And this legendary "Pink Warlock", I don't know if Little Butter has played too much, and all the spells he learned in Arthury are pink series.

You must know that these pink spells are not in the core sequence at all, ordinary warlocks can't awaken at all, and mages have no way to learn them.

Zhao Xu had also seen these spells in the "Final Scroll" that could make people blush when they said it.

For example, "Loose Clothes Untie", which allows all non-magical clothing and armor of the target creature to drop, and at least has some combat use.

can be like the more yellow and violent "summoning bed companions", "golden guns do not fall" and the like, properly only eighteen-way use.

Therefore, these spells have always been sealed in Zhao Xu's mind, and they have never been used at all.

Usually, when he mentally calculated the number of spells he mastered, Zhao Xu silently skipped these spells, because he was embarrassed to tell others that he knew these spells.

It's also fortunate that he has the ability of "Wisdom Spellcaster", otherwise after lending the spell book, a careless person will be seen recording this spell, and there will be no place to explain it.

The brand of perversion will hit him dead and make him die directly socially.

In his previous life, this pink warlock also made waves in the player community, or broke through the boundaries of the game imagined by players.

The pink warlock who had theoretically mastered these spells had no combat power at all.

But this pink warlock relied on those pink spells, and under the guidance of the specially selected beautiful and rich Lori, he actually succeeded in accumulating a large harem, spanning races such as Elf Lori, Minotaur Lori, and Fox Girl Lori.

Zhao Xu played Arthur as Arthur Warrior, and the other party played Arthur 18X.

However, in the previous life, the other party's super gameplay of not fighting monsters and only attacking the harem was also condemned by red-eyed players for a while.

But later, because the other party's special account expired with a period of only nine months, when he re-registered the character, he changed back to the ordinary warlock form, and he no longer had the same anger and resentment as he did at the beginning.

It seems that this life was a mistake, because of Zhao Xu, the time traveled to 8 months, which caused this pink warlock account to solidify.

But apparently, the other party did not change his heart, and set his sights on the rich human beautiful Lori, and kicked directly to the steel plate, and was imprisoned alive for a while.

In this way, he can only sigh that the other party's life is big, and the artificial god of death can only rely on a series of explosions to wipe out Yun'er, which caught Lux off guard, and then used Yun'er's life as a bargaining chip to consume Lux's temporary energy.

If a pink warlock with no combat power approaches Yun'er, there is no doubt that he will be directly sensed by Lux on the spot and then bombarded to the slag.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xu also continued to take steps, preparing to leave this hall.

"I'll go see him when I get back."

Maybe no one knows.

But Zhao Xu knew one thing clearly, all these pink spells came from a strange pink plane.

Coincidentally, his "Super Magic Sculpture Envoy" was also a product of that world.

Perhaps through the other party, he was able to understand the "root" of the most powerful advancement that a mage had ever had.

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"Ready?" Antinoya looked at Zhao Xu and said.

At this time, the two of them were standing on the highest tower in the capital city of Yanan, surrounded by the wind, as if they could touch the dark clouds in the sky, and below were countless people who were constantly carrying and working.

In the face of this impending heavy rainstorm, they are all working hard to build, trying to cover more bricks and tiles before the rainstorm.

And Zhao Xu was already fully armed, and all the magic items on his body had been carefully maintained and repaired.

"Hmm." He nodded and said, "Now I can say that it is already a first-level combat readiness state. ”

"That'll do." Antinoa's eyes widened, but she was satisfied.

Zhao Xu has a lot of spells in his hands, and he can theoretically keep throwing spells at himself every moment.

But this is not necessary at all, it will only exhaust him to death.

Therefore, Zhao Xu divided himself into a three-level alert mode, the lowest is naturally three-level, and only retains all kinds of necessary buff spells on his body, such as those spells that brush the casting level, and a series of spells that brush his melee ability.

The higher he goes, the more spells he can load at the same time.

As for the first-level alert state, it can be said that Zhao Xu has brushed up ninety percent of the spells that can improve himself.

Others spent an hour meditating and preparing spells, while Zhao Xu spent an hour casting spells to buff himself.

Who would dare to use the "detection magic" to glance at Zhao Xu at this moment, and his eyes must have been illuminated by a strong light comparable to the direct rays of the noon sun, and tears flowed endlessly.

"Mentor, do you need such a big battle this time?" Zhao Xu asked, "Aren't you just going to get what you said, the secret treasure left by Ernest?" ”

Antinoa, on the other hand, smiled mysteriously.

"Midsummer, what happened to you when you entered the underground of the cave this time made me understand one thing."

"Huh?" Zhao Xu couldn't help but be a little curious.

"It's just that you're still too weak."

Saying that, Antinoya sighed as if she couldn't bear it, and in an instant, her charming and moving eyes flashed in front of Zhao Xu's eyes.

"Mentor, I've got eight thousand melee outputs alive." Zhao Xu couldn't help but succumb.

"I'm not referring to your lack of output." Antinoa shook her fingertips.

"In fact, you were able to wipe out the artificial Grim Reaper with one blow this time, which is more or less because the other party is too confident in his static panel. I feel that a round of recovery to full state is invincible. ”

"Even at that time, it was holding on to the form of impressing you, deliberately giving you a perfect opportunity to output, and wanted you to lose convincingly."

"What do you mean, Mentor?"

At this time, Zhao Xu's heart was as clear as the seven tricks, but he still couldn't guess Antinoya's whimsical thoughts.

"No, I mean, before entering Ernest's Vault."

"I'll have to build it first, your static panel, although not as good as the artificial Grim Reaper, has to be able to fight and resist."

"And the first step, let's start with the most basic farm attributes."

As she spoke, Antinoya confidently raised her finger and pointed into the distance, "The first stop - the abyss." ”