As we said earlier, this is an era when there are no electric lights.

For places like Redstone, the vast majority of people go to bed after dark — and if they don't sleep when it's dark, they turn on the lights.

And lighting the lamp is a waste of oil.

So since there's nothing going on at night, why not go to bed early and wake up early the next morning?

Therefore, at night, the crowd of onlookers at the fountain gradually dispersed, and the compound of the Maple Grove Mercenary Group, which had been noisy all day, began to regain its tranquility. Everyone in the Maple Forest Mercenary Group went to bed, while Fang Tian and Xiao Loli also entered meditation.

From the compound to the west, a mile away.

By the fountain.

Sharjah walked slowly around the fountain with his hands behind his back. Of course, the water falling from the fountain will not splash on him, but will automatically bounce off a few feet when he approaches, which does not even have to be taken care of by Sharjah himself, but the active magic element automatically demarcates a range of about one meter around his body as a forbidden area, and nothing can enter this forbidden area without the deliberate permission of Sharjah himself.

This is the power of a magician. In fact, this kind of automatic protection of elements already has a little bit of "domain" meaning.

He had not been a magician for a long time, but Sharjah had not spent much time getting acquainted with the changes in his abilities after becoming a magician - after following his teacher for a long time, he had already learned to treat his abilities indifferently, even if he became a magician that everyone on the continent respected. The ability is there, and you can't always run away, take your time, don't rush.

Now what Sharjah is thinking in his heart is: "Is what he said true or false?"

If it's true, then the water is naturally a good thing, and it's not an ordinary good thing. But--who has ever seen such a waste of good things?

Sharjah stared intently at the small waterhole that had just formed today not far away, and the stream that meandered to the southwest, dumbfounded. But if it's false, isn't it?

Sharjah himself had tried the water, and he actually knew the strangeness of the water better than Fang Tian.

When he put his hand in during the day, Sharjah was so frightened that he almost lost his face.

That's right, it's scary.

Because when he put his hand in, not only his arms, but his whole body was almost frozen in that moment. He's already a magician - isn't it a wonder that a magician will be frozen in water?

What's more, this water is not even frozen!

It's quirky, it's very quirky. That's what Sharjah had in mind. Now, he was hesitating, should he go down to the small waterhole to meditate, as Fang Tian said?

The thought of the bone-chilling cold of the day made Sharjah's heart skip a beat.

"Go down and try!" After going around in circles for a long time, Sharjah finally decided to listen to Fang Tian's advice and give it a try, anyway-should--freeze not break, right?

Sharjah shook his head with a rare wry smile, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and the next moment, he moved directly into the small pool, revealing only his head.

To the southwest of this small pool, about a kilometer or so, Anderson also lingered by the stream formed by this cold spring, his mind hesitating. He also wanted to go down and try it, but the feeling during the day was really terrible.

"Do you want to take a bath with this water as my little brother said?" Anderson rubbed his hands, and finally gritted his teeth: "I'll just go down and roll, just roll from here to there!"

In the place where Anderson Station, the newly formed creek is only about three meters wide, and as for the depth, in some places it is not even enough, even the deepest part is not more than half a meter.

Anderson twisted himself and went from a standing position to a parallel position to the ground, spinning and rolling into the stream.

"Whew!"

In the next moment, most of the people in Redstone Town heard a howl that seemed to come from the depths of the legendary underworld, and the poignancy in this howl directly caused many sleeping warriors to jump up from their beds, causing the body of the meditating magician to shake violently, and making many ordinary people feel terrified and panicked in their hearts.

And compared to these people, the guys who are doing push-ups are much more tragic. At the moment of hearing this terrible scream, many people's fifth limb was directly reduced by two times, and it is really hard to say whether there will be any functional impairment in the future.

So, the next moment, the entire Redstone Town was boiling. ,

"grandma, who's howling! If I knew who it was, I'd have to dismantle him!"

"What, wolves have invaded Redstone?" This is the crowd that has just been awakened from their sleep and does not know the truth.

"Sure enough, a fool jumped down!" These are many warriors and magicians who have been watching the direction of the fountain. - They are waiting for this moment when they don't sleep. "Hello fool brother, take care fool brother. That's what many of these people are saying.

At the same time, there were many mercenary group compounds in Redstone Town.

Many people gathered in twos and threes in places such as compounds or martial arts training grounds, not sleeping, as if they had been waiting for something.

"Did Neil jump?" the Redstone Mercenary Regiment asked, hearing this howl that was so terrible that it didn't look like a human being, and some of the people left behind looked at each other, and Captain Filin asked.

"I hope Rosie doesn't get frozen. "Wolf Tooth Mercenary Regiment, a warrior of about forty looked in the direction of the scream with a worried face.

"Poor Jack, who told you to steal the captain's wine? No, something good will happen to you all of a sudden, right?"

......

In other mercenary groups, there is another form of dialogue.

"Is that water really that cold?" said a shirtless muscular man of the Tiger Mercenary Corps with a skeptical face.

"Why don't we make a bet. Hearing this, another big man said.

"What bet?"

"I'll scoop a spoonful of water tomorrow and pour it on your stomach, and whatever you do, this copper plate is yours. The big man dug on himself for a long time, and then took out a black copper plate.

", is my Jason worth a brass plate?" said the muscular man angrily, "at least ten!"

"Okay! ten. The big man clapped his hands quite briskly, and then turned to the others present: "The other nine, which of you will come up with it?"

"Me. ”

"There's one here. ”

"Damn, Jason, I'm cheap, I'll give you two!"

Everyone responded, and in a blink of an eye, there was a large handful of copper plates in the big man's hand, not to mention ten, not even more than twenty.

Looking at the faces of these old brothers, the muscular man finally noticed that something was wrong, but the words had already been spoken, plus ...... That's a lot of copper coins.

So the muscular man grabbed the big man's hand, shook all the copper plates in his hand into his hand, and then walked towards his house without looking back, and everyone only heard him muttering: "Hmph, am I Jason still afraid of a scoop of water?"

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