() For a long time, it was walking on uninhabited wilderness trails. Therefore, the appearance of people will still arouse the curiosity of Lin and the others, especially the silver-bearded dwarves who have not seen so many human beings.

The last time Jemaine and Reilly found a human village, it turned out that the 'people' in it were ghosts and had bad intentions. So it wasn't a good experience, and it couldn't be said that the ghosts showed a life that was exactly the same as a real human being.

In light of this, as Jermaine approached the human gathering, he put down all the work at hand and watched everything curiously. Others, though not as impatient as he was, put the finishing touches on what they were doing, and then hide what they shouldn't be exposed to people.

Such actions are sometimes not for the sake of secrecy, but for the protection of others. Magic, like any knowledge, has only two reactions: curiosity and fear. Either way, you can get yourself or others into trouble.

In order to save trouble, Fen still instructed the others to pack up their things and turn to something more static and less dynamic. It's like hiding in the depths of a wagon, tapping on a silent keyboard. She didn't have any extra curiosity about the group of 'people' outside.

The group did not stop because of the curiosity of the dwarves. It was because there were so many things that they had never seen before that the four dwarves were dazzled. Especially after Jermaine made a few reckless jokes, the dwarves were even more afraid to run around. Everything in the human world feels strange to them, as if they will get lost in it at any moment.

Lin and the other three masters and apprentices were no exception, because the various customs and habits of the West of the Lost Land Continent were quite different from those of the Southwest Peninsula. In particular, the difference in clothing is the most intuitive, although it does not jump out of the category of men wearing pants and women wearing skirts, but there is a great difference in the subtle decorations, colors and patterns of clothing, in the eyes of several women. Of course, the style of dressing is also different.

Kaya used one of the functions of the Arcane Eye to leave a photograph and save it in the space of the first coffin. Halumi took out a sketchbook and quickly drew something that impressed him with charcoal.

The reason why the two girls have such a habit is that they developed it during the time they lived in the Wulian City community. At that time, a certain lich was like a clothing fair, and every day he tried to change his tricks to appear in front of outsiders. In addition to herself, the two girls who were girls at the time helped to take care of the outfit.

The original clothing sample is still from a certain otaku, a sketchbook full of two-dimensional style fantasies. Later, they cultivated their own vision, and began to jump out of their original nest and develop their own style. Someone's delusions have become a mere reference point, and they no longer reproduce what they look like in the album.

For somebody, it's a joy to see it happen. It's better than the sloppy appearance of everyone around you.

In addition to the difference in people, the scenery also gives people a sense of peace and calm. It comes from the outskirts of the city, in the vast expanse of farmland. In late spring and summer, the crops that have sown seedlings are trying to raise their bodies, and the sight of green seedlings growing is very gratifying.

In Midi, the number of people in a city is more or less multiplied by the amount of food it produces. In this world where transportation is not very convenient, it is best to produce and sell food.

The amount of grain produced depends on the area of farmland. And the land in this world is so fertile that you can find a piece of land and sow a handful of seeds, and you can have a fruitful harvest in the coming year. The only thing that restricts the area of farmland is the cruel nature that is lost in the land, including the beasts and monsters that grow in it.

These creatures are not going to be left to human development and invade their homes. Even 'people' will become the target of their prey. Therefore, in order to ensure the number of peasants and the area of farmland, force is indispensable. And in terms of the guarantee of force, how many places can be stronger than the city where the magicians gather. These guarantees are also an important key to the development of Plzeň City.

And it's interesting to note that, judging from the historical documents that Lin was able to obtain, there was never a famine caused by a 'natural disaster'. It's normal to think about it, after all, it's a world where magicians walk all over the place, and druids are like dogs. Controlling plants, water, and so on may not be as simple, but it's by no means impossible. The prayer for rain in the lost land, as long as the Dharma Master is willing to pay a heavy price, there is no rain that cannot rain, which is very different from the earth.

But that doesn't mean there won't be famine in the lost land. It's just that the causes of those disasters are all **. Like the former Demon Lord beside her, at the beginning of her King's Era, the scorched earth polluted by the undead natural disaster was all over the world, and she couldn't grow any crops at all.

In the era that followed, the most brutal aspect of wars between nations was the tactic of cutting off food. In the clash of willpower, people like to praise those who struggle in difficult circumstances, whether it is a sacrifice or a reversal of victory.

The purpose is to proclaim its loyalty and perseverance, but the subtext is the cold meaning of 'even if you starve to death, please give me a strategic goal'. Without being in it, you can't imagine what hell it would have been.

But fortunately, no matter what world you are in, you have moved away from the war-intensive era. Maybe in some corner of the world, there are still some conflicts, but at least they are safe. Now it seems that he has enough strength to ensure his own safety.

I don't know why, but my mood suddenly became a little sad. Lin shook his head and focused his gaze on the scenery beside the road again. There is less farmland, more houses, and more people on the road. And judging by its outfit, it doesn't look like he's ready to do farm work.

Stopping a passerby, Lin Wenming headed in the direction of Pilson Tower. No matter how a magician city is built, the location of the magic tower is the real core

He will go straight to the location of the magic tower, naturally because the headquarters of the Plzen branch of the Wizards Association must be nearby, or even in that magic tower. At the headquarters of the district, you can find a reception desk, where you can get assistance from magicians and other guests from other places.

With such a service, it does not mean that the humanistic care of the lost land is better than that of the earth, it is forced out. Imagine who the Wizards' Guild primarily serves. If there are some local liars, they will slaughter people from other places as sheep. Guess whether the deceived magicians will cry and go to the police uncle, or will they knock on the door themselves to recover their losses?

If on Earth, thieves and swindlers lure people to dark alleys to close the door and release the dogs, and they can also earn an extra amount of money from the victims. But in the Lost Land, it is very common for a large party to be tortured to death by a single magician. The person who laughs with a stick thief in a dark alley is not necessarily the one who has the last laugh.

Because related events are endless. No matter how much you warn some brokers who earn extra money by serving magicians, don't treat the mages as objects of care. There are still some guys who steal chickens and dogs, and they lose their lives because of greed.

But if that's all there is to it, then forget it. It's just that sometimes the methods of the Dharma masters are not aimed at anyone, but only to hurt anyone. Exploding strange things in the headquarters of the district at every turn, how can those high-ranking adults stand it. The reception of the Wizards' Guild was born.

The reception is staffed by a reputable magical apprentice. Not only is it registered, but if the magician suffers a loss because of those personnel, the inspectors will also come forward to investigate the whole matter, and there is no need for the mage to use lynching to recover. On the other hand, the presence of the Ombudsman can also prevent the magician from being vexatious and harming the poor and innocent apprentices.

The receptionist can be a simple counselor, a guide in the city, and sometimes a temporary broker. If the price is right, it is not unacceptable to be served in bed.

But under normal circumstances, when the Dharma is looking for a woman or a man, they will not look for it in this kind of place. What are you kidding, it's someone else's magic apprentice, and it's not uncommon to fall into some secret tricks that the Inspector can't come forward or can't investigate.

Serving as a hostess will definitely have their own means of making extra money, but it will not cause the guests to suffer losses. When that happens, the punishment is quite severe. For apprentices, this is an easy and lucrative job. Of course, someone's apprenticeship has never been mixed up once. To be able to serve as a reception in the district association, you have to have some background.

But a little regret in the past is not enough to make someone dare to use such a service. Otherwise, when you come to an unfamiliar place, your eyes are dark, and you don't know where to start, which is even more inconvenient.

As you follow the main road, not only do you get more and more people around, but you also see the buildings that are famous in the world of the Lost Land. The Great Library, the School Palace, and the rather rare Magic Temple, which enshrine the eight gods who hold power; There are also the Temple of Life, the Hall of Change, the Hall of Summoning, and so on, each representing a different school of magical theory.

Looking at the palaces of the various schools of magic that had been built to rival the residences of kings or gods, Lin had some reason why the world of the Lost Earth could not develop purely theoretical studies such as mathematics. Perhaps in the beginning, the intellectuals came here simply to seek refuge, but their knowledge had nothing to do with magic.

But when two groups of smart people get together, how can there be no spark. Slowly, two different directions of learning intersected; Slowly, learning gradually put magic at the service; Slowly, learning and magic became equal. At this point, it can almost be concluded that technology is dead, and there is something to burn paper. For whatever magic does not need, no one cares.

It can be said that the city is home to the most brilliant people in the world, who study the most cutting-edge knowledge of 'magic', but it also stifles the possibility of the development of other learning.

There's no way, who told the world to judge whether it can fight or not. From Newton's f= to Einstein's e=2, and finally the creation of big mushrooms, how long did scientists be despised by those who only have muscles but not brains, and they were able to turn over.

Thinking of this, looking at this glorious palace, with an endless stream of magicians and apprentices walking in it, someone felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The knowledge mastered by himself, a half-magician, is incompatible with this holy place of knowledge. And what kind of destination does a fat house like himself have when he is thrown into this world? Or is it just a prank by somebody?