Chapter 273: The Valley
Seeing off the Knights, Ai thought about it and set up a porridge shed nearby, where the people of Nessreel, who had nothing left in the collapse of the magic net due to an accident, could drink some porridge for free.
In fact, there are not many such people, and the people who can live in the Floating City have always had a good life, and Misla's rescue is also quite timely, and these three Floating Cities are just thrilling and not dangerous.
But there are still some people who are precarious, and want to migrate beyond the borders of Nessreel but can't even fill their stomachs.
In the days that followed, priests from all walks of life came here to recruit believers and make war money. Soon it was a place of feud again.
Some pastors also came to Ai's porridge shed to test Ai's purpose.
Now the gods are generally not sure of Ai's thoughts, anyway, for them, time is not very valuable, until they figure it out, it is better not to make a casual decision.
Jerk shrank in this way, and gave a warning, saying that the water was very deep.
However, it is not without the gods and Aizuo that they have further contact, such as Al Sander.
This former peasant girl has not worked hard for a few days, and she is already a level 3 mage and a level 2 warlock. I don't know what Mithra thinks, I'm afraid I don't want to be the god of warlocks.
"Little girl, why are you giving them food here?" Like many mages, Al Sander wrapped himself in a robe, with only his slender wrist and looming face with a long-handled staff exposed.
But even so, a large number of people looked sideways. If it weren't for the fact that most of the people who came here were hungry, they would definitely have accosted a few words.
"I saw that they were hungry, and I happened to have another batch of wheat to deal with, so I would just give them alms." Ai pulled it aside.
"You see, on the first day, I didn't give me too much porridge, so I asked three down-to-earth little girls to help me make porridge.
The next day, I started exchanging the porridge for other things, books, game, and even jewelry, equipment, etc.
On the third day alone, someone went from being destitute to having a small amount of assets. It's so much fun.
Now I have other services to pay for in addition to free porridge, such as exquisite eating, relic disposal and so on.
Of the three girls who helped me make porridge on the first day, one is now a cook with me, one is a seamstress, and one is helping me take care of the porridge shed.
It's all so much fun. Ai smiled.
"Can I drink a bowl of porridge then?" Al Sander asked.
"Of course." Ai personally made a bowl of porridge.
Slightly raising the hood, Al Sander tasted a few bites.
Slightly surprised, the bowl of porridge was made with a wealth of ingredients derived from elven, dwarven and human grains. There are also some nutritious colon-cleansing minerals, and even Al Sander has eaten the tentacles of underground male ants.
How to say it, it is a very precious ingredient, a nutritious thick porridge, but I don't know how to deal with it, it is quite pure and not delicious, and there are no ingredients other than grains at all.
"Such a good porridge, just give it to them like this?" Putting the bowl down, Al Sander asked.
"Even if you lose a little now, you can earn it back later." Ai responded.
"How do you get it back from them, this place is now in ruins. It may not get better in a few hundred years. ”
"Take a long-term view, always think about things that will happen in a few hundred years, and you will suffer losses in the future."
It seems that this means something else.
"Thousands of years is not short for the gods." Al Sander shook his head.
"Then be yourself seriously and live every day."
The two seemed to be asking.
"I found a trace of the devil in the neighborhood two days ago, you have to be careful." Al Sander reminded.
"Hopefully I'll make some money from the devil." Ai didn't care, but smiled.
The two sat down for a while, and Al Sander took his leave.
"Anyway, thank you for your help to the Nessera refugees." After thanking Ai, Al Sandra lowered his hood; Left the porridge shed.
"Tsk, drinking the devil's porridge seems to make more money than drinking my porridge. Do you want to find a few people to teach the devil a lesson? Ai secretly thought to himself.
It seems that there is enough time on purpose, and Ai's porridge shed has been open here for more than three months. There are not many people who come here to eat porridge, but the flow of people is even greater.
This small porridge shack has evolved into a large-scale shantytown integrating catering, accommodation, consumption and entertainment.
During this time, every once in a while, a priest of the gods would come to the door, looking for something to do.
For example, Angelis, the elven goddess of life, thanked Ai for her kindness and provided a large amount of grain grown by the elves.
There is also the priest of Woking, the goddess of wealth, who hopes that the two sides can cooperate to make a fortune.
Ai assigned some of the shantytowns to them to operate, and he only waited for a share of the profits.
The Paladins of Loshanda also came here, and they carefully inspected Ai's porridge, and after repeatedly making sure that there was nothing wrong with the porridge, they asked Ai to have zero tolerance for lawlessness in the area, and gave the paladins the power to monitor and enforce the law.
They were driven out by Ai.
Of course, there were troublemakers, but unfortunately they retreated because of public outrage.
Until the following spring, no one had come here for porridge for a long time. The last group of people who wanted to leave had already left here at the right time.
The rest of the group already planned to live here for a long time, and they had dealt with some tribes.
After handing over the shanty to Woking's priesthood, Ai wanders Torreel again.
Having seen a city overrun by vampires overnight, a winding coast transformed by elven high magic, she once again stepped in to help the survivors migrate.
I have also seen several ups and downs of the kingdom of Karinshan, and I have seen countless people with lofty ideals doing all kinds of things for various purposes.
She even helps monks who are committed to preserving the transmission of knowledge.
In the early days of the Monastery of Candle Castle, it was Ai who provided a large number of books and knowledge, and helped them to establish a system for the guardians and readers of the volumes.
The first Guardian of the Tome wanted Ai to stay and improve the Candle Keep, but Ai refused because he couldn't afford it.
Candlecastle had a batch of books that Ai didn't have, and Ai gave the same number of books they didn't have. This is the greatest help she can give.
The learned people of Candlecastle once guessed that she was the girl who left countless legends, and tried to come up with some evidence, but Ai ignored these things.
Here, Ai also saw news that the remnant of the floating city of Essren had been destroyed by the plague, and knew that the monks of Candle Castle had begun to name the region of Nessreel the Aenoch Desert.
She'd even seen some accounts of the Sarren Spirit and the Ferin Demon Moon.
I have to say that although the news here is lagging behind, and a lot of it is still leftovers, they are really trying to establish a cultural heritage, so that those scholars have a place to know where they came from.
After a few more years, Ai wandered to the southern valley of the Comanso Forest, where some humans had gathered, and the traditional elven forces still ruled.
Their conflict has intensified a bit recently, and humans have cut down wood to make way for a living space, which has undoubtedly touched the brow of the elves. But the elven ruler foresaw that it would be unwise to confront more and more humans, so he believed in the humans and allowed them to develop on the edge of the forest.
This will be a mark to remember in the future, but it is not too much for now.
Ai participated in Tateishi's activities throughout the whole process and felt a little bored.
However, unexpectedly, Ai was blocked when he was about to leave the Standing Stone activity.