In the eyes of these orthodox mages, necromancers are representatives of undisciplined careers, and human beings have been studying the mysteries of spells for many years, and even the gods in the sky dare not say that they are standing at the top of magic, and they do not study the mysteries between the elements but play with the soul······· In short, these orthodox mages who control the elements of the machine can't get used to necromancers.

To be honest, Mo Xuan doesn't like necromancers very much, and when he thinks of carrying a bunch of bones around him, he feels furious in his heart, but Mo Xuan has to admit that necromancers have innate advantages in some aspects, just in terms of this prosthetic, some magicians can also make it, and there are many people who make it better than this kind of prosthetic, but these things are not popular, they are completely rich people's things, or simply the author's own use. And this prosthetic leg made by Sandru is to take advantage of a cheap advantage, and it is very convenient to popularize, so that the benefits that Sandru brings to Flame City will completely outweigh the disadvantages caused by his name as a necromancer.

The matter is settled, and the prospects for development are very good, and even the mercenaries who are enjoying the new arm on the side have vowed to cooperate with Flame City to promote this prosthetic. When the work was ready, the high-level officials of Flame City discovered a very embarrassing thing, there is only one necromancer in Flame City at present, which means that if the workload is large, the output will not be able to keep up at all, but the propaganda has been promoted, and it can't be taken back! So Kent is sweating profusely waiting for Mo Xuan's decision.

"My lord, what the hell should I do······. Kent was anxious.

Mo Xuan glanced at Kent angrily: "It's useless to be anxious, you go and write a notice and stick it at the door of Sandru's prosthetic shop, just say, this kind of prosthetic limb is specially customized in order to make the owner of the prosthetic more perfect to feel the new arm, so each prosthetic is specially customized, so the output can't keep up, please understand, and then give each person who has customized a prosthetic limb some small gifts, these gifts don't have to be precious, but they can't be very ordinary, to the kind of ordinary people want to buy but not easy to buy those, you can see for yourself what kind of gifts it is!" Alright, do as I say!"

Kent arranged this matter according to Mo Xuan's instructions, and soon the vast majority of the people who joined in the fun left, most of these people who walked were friends who had lost their limbs, and now as soon as they heard that they wanted this kind of prosthetic limb, they also needed detailed measurement and breeding data, and now these people who wanted to give their friends or lovers a piece or two stopped, they wanted to get angry but had no place to send it, they could only blame themselves for not hearing clearly and came to join in the fun, and the new notice said very well, it was completely for the sake of the patient, after all, what if a new arm or leg was not suitable, one long and one short。

Even so, the reputation of Sandru's prosthetic shop still spread, a shop opened by a necromancer, a prosthetic leg for the benefit of mankind, no matter how you look at the necromancer, it can't match the prosthetic, this strange combination has aroused the curiosity of the vast majority of people. If the feeling of the mage to them is mysterious, the necromancer is the character who lives in their fairy tale, after all, the necromancer still has to live, there are always some people who can contact them, but the necromancer is different, these people who live in isolation, what do they look like, what do they usually do, all of this arouses the curiosity of the residents of Flame City.

Anyway, now that the residents of Flame City have seen more races, they are also bolder, and if they had known that there was a necromancer living in the city, they would have been in trouble a long time ago.

In the Bar:

"Have you heard, that new Sandru prosthetic shop, the owner is a necromancer, God, I've never seen a necromancer, what if he sends a ghost to take me away at night, I heard that necromancers will put human heads in bags to make zombie heads. One man exaggerated, bragging off the latest news he knew to the drinkers around him.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any excited reaction from the people around him, and couldn't help patting the middle-aged man who was drinking curiously: "Hey, brother, aren't you surprised? Aren't you afraid? This is a necromancer!!!! The man waved his arm to increase the credibility of what he said: "A necromancer who plays with people's souls." “

I saw the middle-aged man smile indifferently and asked, "Are you from out of town?"

The man was stunned: "How do you know?"

The middle-aged man continued to ask, "It hasn't been long since you first arrived!"

"How do you know that!!!!" The man's voice rose three degrees, obviously surprised. At this time, most of the people in the bar were focused, obviously curious about what the middle-aged man had to say.

Alexia sat in a corner of the corner, dressed in men's clothes, a hooded robe concealed her face, the large glass of ale in her hand was half empty, and the pretty face under the hood was full of curiosity at the moment, saying that even she was surprised when she heard that Flame City would accept a necromancer, how could this middle-aged man be so indifferent.

"I knew it. A sneering smile hung on the middle-aged man's face: " Do you know how many races there are in Flame City now, do you know that I will fight with the dwarves every day, watch the wingmen take off, the elves inspect the plants in the streets, the sturdy minotaurs carry logs to exercise, and even the arrogant dragons have fought in the skies over the Flame City, and now they are just a little necromancer, what is there to be curious about, and this necromancer was originally a captive, I am really afraid that he will not do something, you must know that the thousands of heavy barbarian infantry in the barracks will be itchy and uncomfortableAfter finishing speaking, the middle-aged man picked up his wine glass and left his seat, and whispered to himself as he walked: "What a dirt bun who has never seen the world." ”

The man's face turned blue and white after hearing this, and the sound of the people around him could almost burrow him into the crack in the ground, hurriedly threw down the wine money, and put on his hat and walked out of the bar!

The bar owner put away the money and shook his head: "This is the first few! Alas! It seems that this man will never come to me again, damn it! You know if you know what to show off, this is a shame! I will never be able to make money from you again! Alas!"

At this moment, his face was pale for a while, not only the man who had just walked out, Alexia's face was also not good-looking, just now she was also amazed by the psychological quality of the residents of Flame City, but she didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, she was classified into the camp of the soil buns, saying that as the eldest princess, when did she suffer this loss, although the middle-aged man was not talking about her.

After a sudden change in her face, Alexia's mood calmed down, and then she began to analyze the difference between Flame City and other cities, I have to say that the residents of Flame City always seem to have a sense of self-confidence, and part of this confidence is manifested in looking down on outsiders, only if you live well can you have the capital to look down on others, Alexia just saw that after the middle-aged man finished speaking, there were many people who agreed, it seems that it should be the earliest residents of Flame City, that is to say, the residents of Flame City are doing well.

So as the lord of a new city, how can so many people be happy, why are other cities so long in existence, and the inhabitants of the city seem to be inferior to this place, why is this? Alexia was filled with a strong curiosity, she was curious about how this lord did it, and then remembered Mo Xuan's ignorance of her, why he was so special.