The old man, who was drying wild vegetables outside the house, shook his head helplessly when he listened to Aslan, who was shouting again.

"The young master's illness is getting worse and worse. ”

In the room, Aslan looked at the remaining hundred faith points, and he thought that he still suppressed his turbulent heart, and decided to use it when he needed it.

Aslan began to carefully look at every thing that could be purchased on the screen, and he found that there were very few things that could be bought, only some ordinary weapons, and some very common skills, as for the later character summoning, looking at the belief points that cost at least tens of thousands, he had no desire.

Aslan asked, "How can I change so little?" ”

Aslan took a closer look and found that there was a primary word marked in the upper left corner of the system, and there was a text behind it: "The lord system has a level limit, he will increase your level according to the number of 'believers' you are now, that is, the number of faith generators, the higher the level, the more things you can exchange." ”

Click into the primary interface, the so-called primary interface is the imperial system, and the things that can be exchanged are all things in the era of empires.

In this high-martial world, the things in the Age of Empires are really a little too low-level.

Seeing Aslan's speechlessness for a while, this system has to be slowly "cultivated" by itself. Forget it, take your time, there will be bread, there will be beauties.

Aslan closed the system, he got out of bed, he was ready to see what this other world was like, although he had seen some through memory, but he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Aslan pushed open the door and saw the old man sitting outside the door, his eyes revealing a hint of worry.

The old man heard the sound of the door opening behind him, and quickly retracted his thoughts, turned around and saw Aslan who came outside, and said worriedly: "Young master, you have just woken up, you should rest more." ”

Aslan looked at the old man in front of him and said with a smile, "It's okay, I want to see our Flying City after sleeping for so long." ”

"But......" The old man wanted to say something, but was stopped by Aslan.

"Needless to say, I just want to go around, it's okay, if you're worried, can't you just accompany me. Aslan said as he walked.

The old man had no choice but to keep up with Aslan.

The old man's name was Michelo, and he was an old man next to Aslan's father, and he survived the purge because his cultivation was too low and he happened to go back to his home.

He was also the only one who had come to this remote place with Aslan from the imperial capital.

Don't look at Michelao's cultivation as low, but he is also a high-level swordsman, and the strongest person in Flying City.

The City Lord's Mansion in Aslan is nothing more than a small two-story attic, and because it is built on a hillside, it is also the tallest building in the entire Flying City.

Because the original Aslan had a lot of memories, it was impossible for him to remember them all, he just watched some of the main ones, and some of the memories were relatively vague.

Aslan asked Michelo on the side, "Why isn't there anyone in the house?"

Michelo said: "Young master, have you forgotten, our City Lord's Mansion was unable to afford extra servants a long time ago, and now I am the only one left in the City Lord's Mansion who cooks and washes clothes. ”

Aslan didn't expect his City Lord's Mansion to be completed like this.

When he saw the appearance of his city lord's mansion clearly, he also understood why it was so declining.

"I just woke up and my memory is a little blurry, but I'll be fine after a while. ”

Aslan and Michelo continued to walk, and suddenly he smelled a scent, "coo" his stomach couldn't help but growl, and he looked at Michelo in embarrassment.

Michelo chuckled and said, "Young Master, you have been in a coma, and you haven't eaten anything, you must be hungry, and this smell must be that Aunt Melia has prepared lunch." Let's go eat. ”

Aslan touched his stomach and smiled embarrassedly.

Michelo took Aslan a few steps and turned into what looked like a restaurant, and the smell was coming from inside.

Aslan walked into the room and saw a middle-aged woman with a face of at least two hundred pounds, her face was full of meat, and her arms were almost as big as Aslan's thighs.

Aunt Melia saw Michelo and Aslan's arrival, and first greeted Michelo: "Butler Michelo, you are here, and I have prepared the meal." ”

Then he looked at Aslan, and said coldly: "Young Master Aslan is here, he can get out of bed and walk so quickly, it's amazing." ”

I don't know why, Aslan always felt that this Aunt Melia's eyes were full of unhappiness when she looked at her.

Michelo said, "The young master is hungry, you quickly bring the food." ”

Aunt Melia responded casually, but her eyes were still full of unhappiness for him: "Yes." Got it. ”

Aslan sat down on a chair at the dining table in the middle of the room, and said softly to Michelo, "I have offended her, why do you feel that she speaks to me in a strange tone?"

Michelo said apologetically: "Young master, you have already owed Aunt Melia three months' salary, and it is normal to be a little emotional." ”

Aslan was suddenly embarrassed, no wonder people didn't give him a good face: "It's okay, it's my problem with you." ”

At this time, Aunt Melia brought the prepared meals, but Aslan saw the meals and did not do anything.

I saw a bowl of porridge with not much rice on the table, as well as a few roasted sweet potatoes, plus something that looked like a wild vegetable.

Aslan said strangely, "We usually eat these?"

Michelo said apologetically, "I'm sorry, young master. We don't have much food in our house, so you can eat a little bit first, and I'll go out and see if I can buy you some food later. ”

Aunt Melia on the side said coldly: "There is not much food in Flying City, and the civilians outside may not even be able to eat these, and we went out to buy food for him, and we don't even have much money." ”

Aslan asked strangely, "Why? Isn't there no farmland in our city?

Aunt Melia glared at Aslan and said, "Hmph, farmland, don't you know that our Flying City is located in a rocky area, and there are many stones, but there is not much farmland, and I don't know what the reason is." The people of the city walked away, and the rest could only survive on some food in the fields. Taxes: If you can't eat enough, how can there be taxes? In order to maintain the expenses of the city lord's mansion, we have sold everything that can be sold in the mansion, and only the house is left. ”

Aslan quietly looked at the food on the table, he knew that the Flying City had fallen, but he didn't expect it to be like this.