A Sorcerer’s Journey

“Let's build a cabin, right here. ”

As the Desert Boat merchant fleet gradually moved away and disappeared deep into the oasis, Millie pointed to dry, dry and hard land not far away.

A sandstorm world of locals dressed like Green, wrapped in white gauze, revealed only a pair of eyes, the backhand knife looked at the thorny grass found all around, the ”when” sound, the texture was quite hard, the harsh drought conditions in the desert, gave these vegetation a very strong vitality.

“Here?”

Green questioned him and wondered, “Why not go inside the walls, where the living conditions are a little too harsh for our present level of life. ”

Millie said, "We can build a house here, look for water, find food, try to survive in any way we can, take advantage of our limited life strengths, use the most basic knowledge of wizards, from nothing to nothing, learn how to survive low creatures, and feel the significance of low creatures. ”

Green looked at the surrounding bush thorns, and with the hardness of these bush thorns, if one can be cut, it is a great material to make a cabin, but the bush thorns here are so hard, it is a difficult task.

Thinking about it, Green said: "There is an oasis ahead, surrounded by desert, and the temperature is higher than the desert, so it will form a high-pressure zone in the Isurman area, spreading around with the cold wind of moisture, and the dry, high-temperature air flow replenishes the area at high altitude, forming a thermal cycle. Limited rules that we can pry with our current power base..."

"At the lowest temperature of the morning each day, cold-moisture flows to collect water at lower temperatures will allow sufficient water resources to be collected," Green said. And as the world's most influential universal currency, we can use water as a starting point to trade with urban humans to survive the world's initial hardships. ”

Loss of magic, no power far beyond the ordinary, is the fulcrum of losing the Wizard's prying rules, and what Green and Millie can do is just make the most of nature.

Millie looked up at the sky and the sun, then avoided the hot wind with Green, and came to a needle puncture shadow of about three meters, pointing to this thorny shrub path, satisfied: “Here it is, maybe only twenty or thirty years, and we have a bunch of shrubs in front of our doors, and even a village. ”

Millie beautifully thinks.

“Santa Tata didn't fall for it. Want to be a village chief? ”

Green joked.

……

Seven days later.

In the sandstorm world, in addition to water resources, containers that store water are also extremely precious resources. Although they cannot generate water resources, they are able to put themselves in an undefeated position at a time when arid water resources are the least precious. The royal family of various oasis civilizations has become royal because they have the largest container, the lake!

Luckily, we are now in a drought, where Green and Millie bring a small, albeit truly pure, bag of water, which is naturally extremely precious compared to the so-called "water” of the poor who thirst with cactus juice or fern root juice.

Few people in the streets are sophisticated and cool in the shade, while the giant cactus is the city's most important plant, which contains a lot of moisture inside, not only the needle prick has been pulled out, but it is also filled with holes, all caused by the long-lasting smoking after the thirsty people have been plugged into the tube.

The shop trader was a skinny old man, wearing a grey masked hat, handed Millie over and poured a few drops of water out of the water bag, tasted it with a cotton swab, then nodded with great satisfaction.

“Distilled purified water, no magazine, nice, what do you want for it? ”

This bag of pure water is nothing to Shangjia Huge Wealth, but for ordinary civilians, it is a lot of wealth, saying that the old man came up with a list of price codes, a series of various materials.

“Fifty buckthorn tree fruits, dried lamb five kilograms, a duck mouth hoe, and three water gourds. ”

After Green picked the supplies he needed the most, the old man frowned: "No, you don't have enough water unless you leave this cowhide bag here too. ”

The cowhide bag was given to Millie by the drowning tower, very fine workmanship, internal and external double layer insurance, Green's is much simpler, and the old guy doesn't look like it.

Frowned, Green grey autumn hand “when”, thrown a red stone on the table, low sinking: “Occasionally dug out, although only the lowest level of debris, should be fine to make up the difference. ”

A moment later, Green took the goods and left satisfied, but Millie stopped him.

“Wouldn't it be a loss not to go around Palace Square? ”

Each oasis is the lowest relative depression in a region, so that, during both short rainy seasons, sufficient water is reserved to evaporate and consume during the dry season, so that the oasis is not cut off from water and invaded by sand bugs.

There is no concept of pollution in the sandstorm world. Desert Boat construction plants and other handicrafts are mostly located within the realm of the palace and aristocratic territories. At the same time, they are safer to manage. Although they are relatively safe within the state of Oasis City, they are not absolutely safe. Occasionally, there are still some hungry insects that enter, causing casualties.

The population around Green and Millie has gradually become denser, and buildings have changed from earthy structures to brick structures.

The two of them walked and put their bodies and minds into the low life horizon of the world. From that “booming” and “booming" buzzing factory, they were able to see the shadow more than enough people walking, very dense, and the vast majority of them were children.

“Cheap labour, if the world's natural resources are more abundant, or if a major change in rules leads to widespread extinction of sand worms and technological changes in information exchange, may have the opportunity to unify the world. Now, even though sand worms are the most top-level creatures in the world's food chain, they cannot go any further because of the intellectual and evolutionary deficiencies of their communities. ”

Green is still looking at everything in the world with the eyes of higher creatures.

And on the other side, Millie, walking and watching, suddenly stopped and looked up at a statue and frowned: “Green, don't you think he looks like someone? ”

“Someone? ”

Green looked at the statue Millie was referring to a few more times and shook his head: “Like who? ”

“I think he's a little like a four-ring true sorcerer, don't you think? ”

Millie's words, stunned Green, looked at it again, and found the statue's deity, quite similar!