In the year 756 of the Holy Spirit Empire, the Yuanxin Sea of Haiman Province froze overnight, like a miracle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

You can even see hairy crabs and fish frozen in the ice.

At noon on the second day when the sea of the circle was frozen, William, after consulting with Master Mumouder and others, seized the time and asked people to dig an ice bed and fill it with stones.

Pressed for time.

It won't be long before the Yuanxin Sea will melt again and turn into a vast sea water.

This time, William ordered the wage to be raised to the price of one silver coin a day.

In the eyes of rich aristocratic lords, a silver coin is simply a drizzle, and when you are in a good mood, it is used to reward beggars. In the eyes of ordinary civilians, a silver coin is enough for a family of three to live for ten days and a half months.

The ultra-high wage has attracted countless people.

When the hunters and fishermen in the rest of the province heard the news, they all heard the news and dragged their families with them.

For a time, the population of Yuanxinhai skyrocketed again, and in less than half a month, the population directly exceeded 10,000.

Everyone was busy, sweating in the scorching sun overhead, and in the cold smell of the icy riverbed.

Huge and bulky rolling stones were carried by three or five people, and baskets of smooth Qingfeng stones were carried to the bottom of the sea in the center of the circle by people.

Thirteen days!

In just thirteen days, countless stones filled the gaps in the rhizomes of the towering tree, and a strange foundation of stones mixed with trees was born.

At this time, the Yuanxin Sea, which had already shown signs of melting, also turned into a vast sea again.

In William's previous life, there was a saying that a tall building rises from the ground.

The foundation of the city is very important whether it is stable or not.

Master Mumudr and the dwarves he brought out from the Steel Mountains are even more strict when it comes to foundations.

With William's consent, Master Mumouder personally led the dwarves to hold their breath like a turtle entering water, descending to the bottom of the Yuanxin Sea to inspect the completed foundation no less than ten times.

Fortunately, the final result was quite satisfactory to Mumouder, and William was relieved.

With William's signature and seal, a new contract came into effect again.

More than 3,000 small boats were also relocated to the center of the sea, ready to be used as tools for the next project: the establishment of the water city.

Masters William and Mumouder revised and perfected the blueprints of the Water City, which was divided into several large areas.

In every area, down to every alley, house, etc., there is a dwarven craftsman master of the dwarf clan, with more than 100 laborers assigned by his subordinates, to build the water city.

Everything is in full swing.

.........

Time flies, time flies.

Time always slips away inadvertently.

With the unbearable summer heat passing, the crisp autumn has arrived.

Not only the seasons, but also the central sea of the sea in the province has also undergone earth-shaking changes, changing with each passing day.

In the center of the sea, from the original nothing, to the roots and wicker of three towering giant trees that grow together together, and under the strangely shaped and curved branches, a unique water city is being born.

More than 20,000 small boats cruised in the central sea, back and forth, like diligent ants building huge nests, transporting all kinds of materials to the water city and adding bricks and tiles to it.

At dusk, as the sun set, on the quiet and peaceful lake, William lay on his back on the bow of the boat, his face tired and contented, looking at the distant sunset.

In the small boat where William was, there were three more people.

Using forbidden magic, Sumela, who had frozen the entire Yuanxin Sea, had also recovered from her injuries, and sat quietly on the side of the ship, gently pinching William's shoulder.

The courteous Kova paddled hard, peeking at Don beside her from time to time to take a look.

Don turned his head as if he had a feeling, and Kova immediately turned her head red-faced, with a look of 'I'm looking at the scenery'.

Xiao Tang suddenly chuckled.

By boat, we left Yuanxin Lake and docked at the renovated and expanded wharf, where there were rows of inns of different sizes, taverns and restaurants of different styles as far as the eye could see.

William habitually walked into a store, found a random corner by the window on the second floor where the empty soundproofing magic circle was cast, ordered a few fresh beers, and asked Kova to go to the restaurant next door to buy a few grilled fish, two or three bowls of fried snail meat, and some sashimi.

Drinking cold beer, leaning comfortably on a soft wooden chair cushioned with animal skins, and eating refreshing spicy seafood, William's eyelids were half-open and half-closed, almost falling asleep.

Unlike the full and noisy environment on the first floor, the second floor of this tavern is not open to the public, so there are very few people who come.

The owner of this tavern is, of course, one of the very few people here.

He is a middle-aged man, mature and steady, and he always feels comfortable talking to him. Today, he went directly to the second floor and stood respectfully in front of William, with a smile on his face, and did not speak.

William looked out the window at the Yuanxinhai, and his thoughts wandered for a while before he noticed the shopkeeper's arrival.

"Is there anything wrong?" asked William softly.

"There's a bard here today, and he's singing very well, would you like to see him, lord?" said the shopkeeper in a gentle tone.

In the shopkeeper's body, William saw the intention of flattery, but he did not see the slightest hint of flattery.

William nodded slowly.

The shopkeeper then went downstairs and brought up what he called the bard.

At William's jaw signal, the bard began to sing.

The minstrels' singing is not the Chinese language of the Holy Spirit Emperor, nor is it the rough and ugly orc language, but the elven language that is known as the most beautiful and beautiful in the world.

Sometimes singing, sometimes humming.

The bard's voice, soft and tactful, comfortable and melodious, could not help but make William nostalgic for his hometown.

Love to the depths, silently tears.

"What's the name of this song?" When the song ended, William asked in a hoarse tone.

"Back to your lordship. This is my original tune: Hometown. The bard replied with a smile.

"I miss my hometown, too. ”

Thinking of his hometown, William sighed with a pun and continued to ask, "If I'm not mistaken, are you ...... Half-blood?"

When the bard heard this, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes: "Yes. My grandfather was a human and my grandmother was an elf. I want to go to the Elven Forest, and the arrogant elves look down on my muddy blood. ”

"I wanted to find a quiet place to live, but the world found it difficult for me to accept who I was, and I often looked at me differently, which made me feel very uncomfortable. ”

Perhaps William's simple voice moved him, and the bard confided in his heart.

"So, you're a bard, wandering the world?" asked William with a smile.

The bard nodded, "The architectural style of Yuanxin Water City is like the hometown of my dreams. I want to make some money and settle here. I'm tired and don't want to go anymore. ”

"Your singing voice is so good, you will definitely be liked by many people, and you will succeed. William encouraged.

When the bard heard this, he nodded solemnly.