Volume 4: How big is the heart, how vast is the earth Chapter 130 Frank Feast
As a disciple of Elder Gwendolyn, Evelyn was trained as the next generation of elders in Ananas.
So even though she followed Xiao Yun to study how to use scientific methods to quantify and recognize magical power, she could not be disconnected from the city of Ananas. After the snow stopped, she rushed back to work for the Council of Elders, and it took her more than ten days to return.
On the way to the tribe on her flying mount, Evelyn's face was not looking good... The two travel notes co-authored by her teacher were only published for two issues before being suspended. There was no manuscript submission for two consecutive months. The head of the Bards' Association, the plains elf Leo Sylvester, was almost worried to death. In the past ten days, she had been blocked from all directions. Evelyn, who was thin-skinned, was almost embarrassed to the point of wanting to jump into the river...
She was also very anxious! But the teacher was unreasonable! What could she do?
If it were just that, it would be fine... What made Evelyn even more angry was that the Queen's lady-in-waiting actually sent a letter to inquire about the serialization of the travel journal - the idiot teacher delayed the manuscript submission to the point that even the Queen was alarmed! !
If she hadn’t been reluctant to part with her teacher’s clever brain, Evelin would have really wanted to die with her!
"I hope the solution given by Teacher Gwendolyn can solve this problem. Otherwise, I will have to swallow my pride and tie Teacher Ayun to Ananas - I will never let him return to the tribe until the serialization problem is solved!" Evelyn took a few deep breaths and secretly made up her mind...
After landing in the tribal square, she greeted A Yue, who was leading the team to expand the square, from afar, and let the flying bird go to the livestock area by itself. Evelyn held her head high and walked straight to dormitory No. 1-2 where Xiao Yun lived with a determined look on her face.
“Keep going, Evelin! You must not give the teacher a chance to refuse this time. You must convince him. Convince him firmly and let him know that I will never give in this time!!”
Evelin, with a strong fighting spirit burning in her chest, suddenly slipped when passing the mobile home.
A dozen or so snow werewolves were standing at the entrance of the mobile home bored. Mumu, who was standing closer to the outside, quickly reached out to help her. "Hey, Evelin?" He looked down at the ground. "There's no water. How did you slip like this? Are your shoes broken?"
Evelin supported herself with Mumu’s strong arm with her whole arm, stood up awkwardly, and looked into the mobile home in doubt.
The activity room is usually used by the cubs to play, and is only used when receiving guests. At this moment, Teacher Ayun is greeting guests in it, speaking with gestures; on the carpet in front of Teacher Ayun, six dark elves with constipated faces are sitting, and the female dark elf in the lead has a twitching mouth...
"...We the Snow Wolf tribe will not write those empty and vague things, that is blasphemy against words, so our Snow Wolf tribe's stories must have content, connotation, educational and guiding significance, and be helpful to readers... If our Snow Wolf tribe had not taken this matter so seriously, our travel stories would not have been able to move so many readers, Ms. Don Angelo, don't you think so?"
"The two travel notes and four stories published before are all the result of my years of exploration and accumulation. Apart from other things, their sincerity is absolutely full. It takes more than just time to create such a sincere story... You said that you elves don't think that two months and sixty days are just a short time. I can understand this, but if enough time is enough to create a popular story, then wouldn't the continent be full of travel notes and legends, and each one is the essence? There are so many people who have lived to a ripe old age. You said that everyone has a story, so how many of these stories can meet the three requirements I mentioned above? Which one of content, connotation, and educational significance can they meet?"
Evelyn walked into the activity room and met the helpless look of the dark elf girl who was bombarded by Teacher Ayun's mouth cannon. She couldn't help but feel sympathy... The relationship between the dark elves and the forest elves and snow elves is not good, but Evelyn looked at her just like she was looking at her former self...
For the sake of their shared suffering, Evelyn extended her hand in a friendly manner: "Good day, spellcaster Evelyn."
The busty dark elf didn't want to listen to the nagging of the wise young man anymore, so he stood up and shook hands with Evelyn. "Good day, Scythe of the Abyss Don Angelo... Are you the author Evelyn?"
“Yes, I am Teacher Ayun’s disciple.” Evelin said sadly.
"...Thank you for your hard work." Don Angelo said from the bottom of his heart.
Xiao Yun completely ignored the traitor who had "shared a common hatred for the enemy" as soon as he arrived, drank a sip of water leisurely, and looked over with a smile: "You're back, Evelin, how's your homework going?"
Evelin silently took out a thick roll of papers...
Don Angelo didn't understand what homework was at first, but when he saw Evelyn spread out the thick paper, which was full of words, he was stunned...
"Well... not bad. It seems that you haven't been lazy during this period. I will correct your homework later. Now you can sit down and chat with our new friends in the tribe."
Xiao Yun rolled up his students' homework and put it away. He asked the two ladies to sit down and looked at Tang Angelo with a smile: "Ms. Angelo, I have said so much. You can understand my difficulties, right? It's not that I want to disappoint the readers. I just have no way to do it."
“Uh…” Evelyn’s mouth began to twitch. She was unsure just now, but now she is sure that the purpose of this group of dark elves is the same as hers…
Don Angelo silently turned his head and looked outside. A dozen snow wolves were squatting at the door, counting their leg hairs out of boredom. They looked particularly simple and harmless. But Angelo knew very well that if they really tried to kidnap this "wise" cub, those seemingly harmless snow wolves would immediately transform in front of her - in the early years when the Beast King had not yet been replaced, the Snow Wolf Tribe was nicknamed the barbarians among the orcs, and this nickname was not for nothing.
It's all because the underground world is too big, the dark elves' hometown is closer to the western continent, hundreds of kilometers away from the cursed land, and the front line is still fighting with the dwarf king, so there are not many soldiers who can make this trip... It seems that there are really no conditions for hard work.
Taking a deep breath, Don Angelo forced a grumpy smile and said, "Mr. Ayun, the mistress sent me to check on the safety of Ayun, the wise man of the Snow Wolf Tribe, and ordered me to help the Snow Wolf Tribe find Ayun, the wise man, if there is anything wrong. Now that you are safe and sound, it is naturally gratifying, but if we return empty-handed, wouldn't it be inappropriate?"
Xiao Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he sighed in his heart... The snow elves and forest elves all have high standards, but this black-skinned dark elf is just not good enough. It would have been fine if he had failed to snatch the person in the beginning, but now that they have sat down to talk, he is still unwilling to leave with nothing - they are all elves, so why is there such a big gap between them?
The dark elves didn't dare to use force after assessing the situation. Xiao Yun's local tyrants had the advantage of location and people, but they didn't dare to use force either... So he pretended to think seriously, clenched his right fist into his left palm and said, "It's not good to let you go back empty-handed after coming all the way here. How about this, we Snow Wolf tribe also have some local specialties that we are proud of, why don't you take some back and also say hello to your mother... Madam for us."
Tang Angelo's blood vessels nearly exploded with anger, and he rushed forward to grab Xiao Yunyi by the collar: "What do you think we are dark elves? Huh?!"
"Don't get excited, just talk it over nicely~"
"What do you mean by specially guiding the dwarves? Do you think we dark elves are dead?"
"Oh, I told you that in the next chapter we will write an agricultural guide suitable for the underground world..."
"Then you should write it!"
"This will take time, I told you~"
Evelyn stared at the two in amazement. After a moment, she turned her head and looked around dully... and found that the snow wolves at the door were not moved at all, and the five dark elf warriors sitting in a row in the room also had indifferent expressions.
"...This has been repeated several times." A dark elf warrior who was sitting closer met Evelyn's gaze and explained reluctantly.
Evelyn: “…”
Sure enough, after a few words, Tang Angelo was persuaded by Teacher Ayun to sit down again, and then he started his theory of delaying the submission of manuscripts...
Evelin held her forehead with her hand. It was as if she saw a irritable version of herself urging the manuscript to be completed. This feeling of déjà vu made her feel depressed.
After another round of repetitive conversation, Teacher Ayun was still full of fighting spirit, while Scythe of the Abyss lay on the ground with a look of collapse on his face, obviously having lost hope in life...
The winner Xiao Yun gulped down a mouthful of water and called Mumu in to take the guests to the new house to rest and settle down; Tang Angelo, who had no will to fight, did not speak, so naturally the other dark elves did not dare to provoke him. A group of dark-skinned handsome boys just looked at him in awe as he swaggered out the door...
Evelyn looked at Don Angelo, who was doubting his life, with sympathy, nodded and apologized, and ran after Xiao Yun. After she was out of the dark elf's perception range, she approached Xiao Yun and whispered, "Teacher, Teacher Gwendolyn asked me to tell you something."
"Well, what advice do you have, Elder Gwendolyn?" Xiao Yun looked over with a sharp gaze. He had a good impression of the elder. Although the two blessing trees that were used to fool them had not yet borne fruit, the fruit trees were solid.
Evelin mysteriously pulled Xiao Yun to a deserted place, and then she got down to business: “Teacher Gwendolyn asked me to ask you if you are interested in participating in this year’s Frank event.”
Xiao Yun asked in confusion: "What the hell?"
"The Elf King hosts the Northern Continent Grand Gathering in the Ice and Snow King City every five years. The Dwarf King, the Beast King, the Queen of our tribe, and the Dark Elves' Mistress will all be present," Evelyn explained. "The event also sends invitations to the renowned sages and wise men of the various tribes in the North and South continents. Teacher Gwendolyn believes that you meet the invitation requirements. Of course, whether you attend or not is up to you. If you are interested, Teacher Gwendolyn will recommend you to the Elf King."
Xiao Yun was confused... What the hell?!
I've been here for five years, and this is the first time I've heard of this!
Suddenly Xiao Yun thought of something and blurted out, "Is the Minotaur also among the invited guests?"
Evelin was a little surprised why the teacher asked this, and nodded: "Of course, the Tauren leader Harold is an important guest."
Xiao Yun slapped his thigh, damn, the case was solved - I thought the tiger tribe was just trying to use the minotaurs to establish their power but they got defeated, it turns out they were playing together!
The arrogant Elf King held a top-level meeting in Bloomfield with a very high threshold, and brought all the representatives of the tribe together to chat. It looked like the United Nations of another world. However, what use this Frank Feast can have and how big a problem it can solve is probably the same as the United Nations on Earth. When the Dwarf King and the Dark Elf Mistress met at the banquet, they might even shake hands and chat in a very graceful manner, but when they came out, they were still as stupid as pigs...
"Will the Tiger Tribe participate in this feast?"
Evelin showed the same proud and arrogant expression she had when she first met her, and said modestly, "The wise men and sages of all races are naturally invited."
The implication is that those who are not wise or virtuous can just go and play in the mud.
As for the standard of a wise man or a sage...it is up to those who have the say.
Xiao Yun couldn't help but smile: "If you look at it this way, your teacher Gwendolyn seems to be a little too arrogant. I am a 'wise man' of the Snow Wolf Clan, but I am too good. The Elf King may not be interested in me."
"Don't worry about that." Evelyn said confidently, "In fact, Teacher Gwendolyn has already won the support of Her Majesty the Queen. In addition, the Dwarf King also praised you highly."
"...Huh?!" Xiao Yun was even more confused. Wasn't this level jumping a little too fast? !
Evelyn said with great joy: "After the teacher's second travelogue was published, the Dwarf King sent troops to the southern mountainous area of the Western Continent to reclaim terraced fields and asked the Queen to buy a batch of high-quality wheat seeds for sowing. The terraced fields have already sprouted, and the Dwarf King specially sent a batch of magic ore to the Queen as a thank you gift."
"The Dwarf King is really courageous!" Xiao Yun couldn't help but slap his thigh. It turned out that those who could become famous were not simple warriors.
Forest elves are reserved, and Evelyn's words may seem simple, but they actually reveal a lot of things... The Dwarf King was mainly grateful to the Elf Queen for generously lending him wheat seeds, and he probably just praised the Snow Wolf Tribe with words. After all, there was the Elf Forest in between, and no matter how powerful the Dwarf King was, he could not reach him - in summary, it was Evelyn's airborne teacher Gwendolyn who recognized heroes, extended an olive branch to the Snow Wolf Tribe, and helped him.
You said you would agree or not, then I would definitely agree. Although being a member of the United Nations doesn't protect you from the five big gangsters, but you can get through that door, at least when someone wants to mess with you, you know where the knife will fly from~!
The so-called “three cups of wine as punishment” is only eligible for being punished if you are at the table. If you can’t even get close to the table, what’s the point of punishment!
Xiao Yun pondered the pros and cons and was about to nod when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Why does Evelin’s fake smile look so familiar?
Shit, they look exactly like me!
"Teacher Gwendolyn said that the long-term delay in manuscript submission has led to complaints and made it difficult for the various branches of the Bards' Guild to do their work. I'm sure the wise men of the Snow Wolf Tribe would not want to see this." Evelyn smiled.
"...Wait a minute, you said this yourself, right?" Xiao Yun's mouth twitched.
“Hey, I don’t understand, what did you say, teacher?” Evelin tilted her head to act cute.
"Traitor, don't think I can't see your little tricks. Did you add this condition yourself?!"
"By the way, Mr. Ayun, I heard that the Dwarf King also likes to read your travel notes. Suddenly, there were two issues missing. The Dwarf King was very curious whether you had encountered any accidents, so he specially asked Her Majesty the Queen to pay attention to the situation on the grassland~"
"What the hell, you actually threatened me?!"
Evelyn couldn't hold back her face, and her entire face turned red. "That's not the case. The dark elves have come to our door. Teacher, aren't you afraid that the Dwarf King will question you at the Frank Feast about why you delayed the submission? Even if you use that excuse to fool us, the Dwarf King may not believe it."
"..." Xiao Yun sighed to the sky, "There are so many bad people in this world."
Evelyn: “???”
"You are embarrassing me, a baby of the Snow Wolf Clan."
“…” Evelin had a blank expression on her face.
This was not the first time Evelyn had seen Teacher Ayun's shameless words and deeds, so she was somewhat immune to them. Ignoring Xiao Yun's pretense, Evelyn said firmly, "Teacher, why did you agree to teach the dark elves knowledge?"
"It was originally a delaying tactic, but because of you, it can't be delayed any longer." Xiao Yun gave her a blank look.
"Then... you can also change it to something else."
"It doesn't matter. I was planning to write a chapter about mushroom cultivation anyway. By the way, how did your elder teacher suddenly think of helping our tribe?" Xiao Yun asked curiously.
"In fact, the teacher expressed her intention to attach importance to the Fire Tribe two years ago, but she was very busy and didn't have time to do these things. At that time, you didn't show your talent like you do now. Teacher Gwendolyn and I both thought that the chief had the final say in the Fire Tribe." Evelyn said honestly, "It was not until this time that Teacher Gwendolyn mentioned the Fire Tribe again that I had the opportunity to tell her about you, Teacher Ayun."
Xiao Yun's forehead was covered with black lines... The straightforwardness of these iron-headed forest elves is so hard to hide. Evelin, the soft elf girl, always speaks so practically - if I don't show my head, you will treat the Snow Wolf tribe as passers-by, right? Even if you really think so, can you not say it out loud! How long have you been eating here? Where are the politeness? !
Unable to resist, he raised his hand and scratched Evelin's scalp. Xiao Yun walked away angrily, "Alright, I got it. I'll come find you later to make up a story. I have to go and open up the wasteland first... Damn it, I was delayed for half the morning by a bunch of elves!"
Evelyn, one of the elves: "..."
The dark elves who came to cause trouble were kept under control by Mumu and his team. Xiao Yun no longer had any worries and ran towards the reclaimed land as soon as he left the tribe.
As for his physical quality, if compared with humans, he must be something like a little superman. After he turned 20, his bones became harder and his strength became stronger, and he could carry 200 kilograms as if he wasn't carrying anything. But if compared with his peers, it's a bit... Xiao Yun privately consulted Hongye, Yu Shu, and Xiaohua, and the three experienced warriors were unanimous in their opinion on whether he could train to this point - Hongye and Xiaohua were more polite, while Yu, who couldn't speak, said directly that his hope of becoming a warrior was smaller than Lan Guo's!
Of course, Xiao Yun was not unaware of this. After all, there were many Snow Wolf cubs in the tribe. Comparing himself with his peers, it was easy to find out where his shortcomings were. He was the shortest and thinnest among the cubs over 20 years old. Don't say that Uncle Ashan was short, because Uncle Ashan had a standard physique! He was actually thicker than him!
Probably due to genetic reasons, Snow Wolf people only grow muscles instead of fat. If they eat well and drink well, it's good enough to have a standard layer of subcutaneous fat like Yu. This means Xiao Yun doesn't even have the chance to use fat to fill his size, which is very embarrassing...
In the past, Xiao Yun didn’t think it was a big deal, but this time when the dark elves came to him, he was a little nervous... Especially that big-breasted dark elf Don Angelo. If there weren’t more than a hundred snow werewolves around him, Xiao Yun doubted whether that guy would pick him up and run away...
"I don't know if that damn inheritance can give a mutated weakling like the original owner a chance to be awesome... If it can, I'll do whatever it takes to get it back." Xiao Yun, who was concentrating on thinking, trotted past the farmland that the work team was plowing, and didn't even see the tribesmen waving and greeting him. "No matter what Gwendolyn's intentions are, it's always a good thing to have a chance to connect with the big guys in the Northern Continent. We definitely can't ask the elves for help with the inheritance, and it's definitely impossible for the Beast King to help... From this point of view, the only one we can fight for is the Dwarf King."
"This is really embarrassing - with the intelligence shown by the Dwarf King, it is impossible for him not to see that mushroom cultivation technology is more beneficial to the dark elves."
After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yun felt that there was nothing wrong with this... Pleasing people also requires skills, and blindly complying is not a good thing, and it is more likely to cause trouble.
The travelogue must continue to be compiled, and the agricultural knowledge imparted by the characters in the travelogue must still be directed towards application technology in non-plain areas - Xiao Yun is not stupid enough to incite others to compete with him for this fertile land. Even if he wants to promote this knowledge, he has to wait until he has gained a firm foothold on the grassland.
That’s why he keeps delaying the submission of manuscripts… One issue a month, he doesn’t have that much stuff in his head to spare!
At worst, I can keep updating the Gourmet Hunter chapter, or change the theme of the Elf Ranger's Travels to farming...
Despite all the troubles, it is still worthwhile to use the "Travels" as a vehicle to promote the Snow Wolf Clan's reputation. This can be seen from the fact that Gwendolyn, a shrewd person who defeated the local tyrant Ananas, bet on him without hesitation.
Don't talk about unconditional support for the Snow Wolf Tribe. That's not true. Elder Gwendolyn must have a political purpose in taking this action. She is sure that her purpose does not conflict with the Snow Wolf Tribe and is mutually beneficial to both sides. The Snow Wolf Tribe cannot take advantage of her. This is something she can figure out with her knees. Otherwise, she would not have asked Evelyn to pass on the message so easily, but would have come here to bargain and demand some restrictions.
It would be unreasonable to say that such a politician would not restrict the younger brothers who wanted to join his "camp" because of contempt or goodwill. Liangshanpo also required a letter of surrender to recruit people. In short, the elder who was not an ordinary warrior made the bet in order to make a profit for herself, which was beyond doubt.
Xiao Yun was pleased to see this... Being used means you are still valuable. His battlefield is to what extent you are used, when to withdraw, and whether you can seize the opportunity to gain benefits in the process.
"But Gwendolyn is, after all, a representative of the airborne faction. If I were to board her ship so clearly, I would be in a dilemma if she succeeds in getting back to the core of power one day... Well, don't put all your eggs in one basket."
Turning his gaze to the south, Xiao Yun's mind emerged with the face of General Crest with a slightly round chin... Last year, when he had a quick glance at the handsome man with a rounder chin at the port, Xiao Yun was quite shocked.
"General Crest may not be qualified enough to compete with Gwendolyn. He needs to be given some practical advice. He is an honest man. He is on the same level as Evelyn. The alert line can be lowered a bit."
Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes, thought quickly, and within a few seconds he came up with a plan to seduce the Elf General...
As the saying goes, like repels like. Xiao Yun, who had never met Gwendolyn before, could smell the same scent as her even from a distance of 108,000 miles away. Even if Gwendolyn threw an olive branch of peace to him, Xiao Yun would wear gloves before daring to accept it. When accepting it, he was still worried that his east wind would be overwhelmed by the west wind of others, so he secretly prepared for insurance...
