"Okay, please return this letter to Stim, I will be there on time." With a flash of golden Guan Hui in Negri's hand, the magic power belonging to the archmage on the letter was erased, branded It belongs to Negri's breath.
Looking at Al going away, Negri pondered deeply about the invitation of the Archmage. The so-called magic dinner was just a party held once every ten years by the mage's house he founded.
Invite some people with extraordinary abilities to hold a certain knowledge exchange meeting in the big library.
For those guys who are lingering like little mice under the oppression of the Church of the Seven Gods, this kind of dinner is their biggest ceremony and the biggest stage.
But for Negri, this is a child's play house, and now another adult who is so heartbroken invites him to play house together, this is to cause trouble.
This is not an SCR institution, Negri's germs have not infected the whole world, plus there are still seven huge sources of interference, this world still has many secrets that are unknown to Negri.
"Necessary investigations are still necessary...Stim Allenzhe is not a simple character." Negri waved his hand, and a task appeared on the A-level task board of the Priory, to investigate the abnormality of the large library .
After the Priory became larger and larger, his every move was under surveillance. It is unknown how many people had sneaked into the Priory. The distribution of tasks inside the Priory was also improved, and a hierarchical system was adopted.
Each member's ring needs to spend a certain amount of contribution value to open a higher-level task authority, and after the ring is replaced by a new owner, this authority level will be reset.
"Of course I also need to add an insurance." Negri thought.
In the capital of colleges, there are not only high-ranking scholars from all over the world, but also garbage people who fled here for religious reasons and live in slums and sewers. No one cares about their lives, and they can only rely on garbage and some good-hearted people to help them. to survive.
A young man covered in stains was digging out a small piece of moss next to the sewer with his hands, and put it in his mouth. The corners of his mouth were still stained with some dark soil.
Swallowing the moss into his stomach, he sat weakly on the side of the street and looked at the people walking around. His stomach quickly became noisy. There are only a few mosses that can be eaten, such as seaweed. Even if they are edible, they must be eaten. Clean it up, things like this next to the sewer, I don't know how many unclean things are in it.
Only those who don't want to starve to death will come here to have a full meal and then meet death.
The young man sat and waited to die, but soon he found that the discomfort was slowly disappearing.
"Jimmy, I'm asking you a serious question now." The young man suddenly heard someone talking, looked up, and saw two black and thin figures in the sewer, picking up things from the stinky ditch.
One of them asked with a serious face.
"Ask, Pillow, I'm listening." Another black and thin figure responded.
"You look at the poop in the ditch, and I'm also pooping in it, so where will my poop end up?" The person named Pillow who asked the first question was talking about a disgusting topic.
"This topic is not serious, it's just being washed into the moat." Jimmy said speechlessly: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste time on these boring issues and find nothing of value. We In two days, it is estimated that it will be like these poops, floating on this garbage water."
"Are you disliking poop?" Pillow continued to ask, "And then? I mean where will my poop go then?"
"That's enough, this stupid question, don't waste your time, okay?" Jimmy seemed a little annoyed. They haven't found anything of value in the past two days. If they can't find it today, they can only eat moss and so on. Dead, but the companion keeps talking nonsense and wasting energy.
"The poop goes from the stinking ditch to the moat, and then they will enter other river basins, and then go to the sea, is that enough!" Jimmy said excitedly.
"Go to the sea, everyone's poop goes to the sea, is it a sea with big fish?" Pillo seemed not to feel Jimmy's excitement, and still said to himself.
"I heard from scholars in the city that many of the clouds in the sky are formed by the evaporation of water in the sea... yes, the word evaporation is formed by the evaporation of clouds and sea water." Pillow continued: "The poop is mixed with sea water, and when it floats into the sky, it becomes a cloud. The poop cloud, the poop cloud, and then the poop rain falls on the saplings, and the poop tree absorbs the poop rain and grows vigorously toward the sky... "
"So what, we're starving to death, let's end this topic and try to survive, okay?" Jimmy was about to go crazy, the pressure of survival was about to overwhelm him, and he might collapse at any time.
"I was thinking, since my poop can leave here, maybe we can too." Pillow looked at Jimmy, still maintaining that serious look: "You say yes, Jimmy."
Jimmy's irritable expression froze. Thinking of the poop that even they disliked, he could leave here and go to the sea they had never seen before. With the big fish, he could fly into the sky and turn into clouds and rain. In the future, the fear in my heart about the possible imminent death gradually faded.
Jimmy nodded, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Maybe, Pillow."
The fear and despair of the garbage people living at the bottom of the city are completely unimaginable to many people. They may have no tomorrow at any time, and no one will care about their life and death except themselves.
The two people who were in the stinky ditch, mixed with poop, had light flashing on their bodies at this moment.
The young man looked at the two people who were searching for anything useful in the ditch. He touched his stomach that had calmed down, and some information suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Soil accumulation moss can accelerate the weathering of rocks, maintain water and soil, and indicate soil substances... It can be used as food after detoxification with black horn powder, and 0.01 trace of unclean power can be extracted.]
Instinctively, the young man understood that this was the effect of this moss. As for what the unclean force was, the young man did not know, but the young man understood that he sent it. If the information was not fake, a new type of food would be enough to make him leave Here the slums.
"God has cared for me!" The young man grabbed a large piece of moss with his hand, and suddenly the conversation between Jimmy and Pillow flashed in his mind, and some kind of force began to guide him and rewrite some of his thinking patterns.
"The benefit of a new food is not low. I need help, otherwise I won't be able to eat it." The young man who was not very well-behaved suddenly understood this, and he stood up and faced Jimmy and Pirlo said: "Two, I have a chance of life here."
"You are?" The two people in the stinking ditch looked at the young man with doubts. The other party's downcast appearance was not much better than theirs, but they said that they had a chance of surviving, and they couldn't be cannibals.
"You can call me..." The young man paused, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Negri."