Volume 4: How big is the heart, how vast is the earth Chapter 131 Devil Cub Cloud
Tang Anqiluo, the Scythe of the Abyss, is a titled Abyss Walker. In plain words, he is a person who is well-known in the field of walkers, a celebrity at the continental level.
Evelyn was only a reserve elder in a certain city and she was quite prestigious. Anqiluo, who even had a name in front of the mistress, was naturally even more prestigious - hundreds of thousands of gold coins flowed through her hands every year, and at least 20% of the dark elves' foreign trade passed through her hands.
Such an awesome person took a few people and went to the cursed land in the chilly spring to "urge the manuscript" at the beginning of spring. He must love Ayun of the Snow Wolf Clan deeply... and hate him deeply. You know, dark elves are not very cold-resistant. If the temperature is lower than ten degrees, their ears will droop and their fighting power will drop sharply...
The grassland in early spring is okay during the day, but it is really cold at night. A group of dark elves sat on the warm kang and basically didn't want to come down.
Anqiluo took out a "bound volume" made of pages of "Gourmet Hunter" cut from travel notes, and read the two chapters of the story again with the dinner provided by the Snow Wolf Tribe. He ate twice the usual amount of food without realizing it, and burped from the fullness.
"No wonder they can write "Gourmet Hunter". The Snow Wolf Tribe is indeed good at cooking." The assistant who was using the same kang table with her also held on. He touched his belly and stared at the leftover hot and sour noodles, mutton soup, scallion pancakes and tofu pudding on the table. "It's a pity that we can't convince the wise man Ayun... We can't learn how to make these foods."
"Hiccup!" An Qiluo was very angry when he mentioned the wise man Ayun, his face darkened, "That bastard has a rock head, I have never seen such a stubborn guy, is he really a snow wolf? Since when did the snow wolf tribe become so good at sophistry!"
The deputy wanted to laugh but tried hard to hold it back. He had dealt with humans, orcs, and dwarves with Tang, and even the most cunning and difficult human merchants had never given Tang such a headache.
"There are indeed no people from the Hunter Association in this tribe. It seems that the Hunter Association did not lie. The 'Gourmet Hunters' were indeed fabricated by the author, and they have no connection with the Snow Wolf Tribe. But in this case, our method of putting pressure on the Hunter Association to make the wise man Ayun compromise is useless... Tang, perhaps we need to think of other ways--"
"Shh." Angelo put his finger in front of his mouth, and his deputy quickly shut up.
After more than ten seconds, a few cat cubs who walked without making any sound moved the door open and walked in: "We are here to collect the dishes~ Hey, you haven't finished eating yet?"
"The portion is too large. We need to take a break before we can continue eating." Angelo immediately put on a friendly smile and took out candies produced in the dungeon to tempt the cat cubs. "I'm so sorry, can you give us more time?"
"Okay." The cat cubs came up to get the candy with a smile, and sat on the kang next to the dark elves. The closest caracal cub glanced at the food left on the kang table of Anqiluo, and pointed at the hot and sour noodles and said considerately, "The noodles can't be soaked for too long, you have to eat them first."
Anqiluo accidentally put his hand on the little head of the manul cub...
Gnashing his teeth, he took back his disobedient hand. He gave the manul a look and told him to eat the remaining powder quickly. He then said to the manul cub in a friendly manner, "This is the first time for us dark elves to come to your tribe. We don't know much about your tribe. I didn't expect that a cub as young as you would be responsible for distributing food. Is there enough food in the tribe? How much food is allocated to each person per meal?"
The caracal cub licked the candy with its paws and tilted its head to say, "No, everyone went to the cafeteria to get food by themselves. Evelyn said that the dark elves are afraid of the cold, so Niujiao asked us to help deliver the food."
"Well……"
"As for the amount, it depends on how much you can eat. Using Thrall as the standard, we cats eat half a portion more than Thrall, which is 1.5 times. The snow werewolves eat three to four times as much as Thrall. As for you elves, you should refer to Evelynn's standard and eat a little more than us cats." The caracal cub casually brought out the arithmetic knowledge he had learned.
Anqi Luo: "..." The childish cub speaks so logically... And that green-skinned spellcaster is such a big eater? !
The small tribes within the elves probably evolved in different directions of gene evolution, with obvious differences. Not to mention the skin color, there are also big differences in body shape: Snow elves live on snowy mountains, are cold-resistant and resistant to low air pressure, and are generally strong and sturdy; Forest elves live in forests, pay more attention to lightness and agility, and have the most slender and lean bodies; Dark elves live in underground cities that are immune to cold and heat, are not cold-resistant or heat-resistant, and have no targeted body shape evolution. They are thin where they should be thin and big where they should be big, which is pleasing to the eye, but their physical fitness is a little worse...
"I see." After confirming that the tribe had no shortage of food, Anqiluo continued to inquire with a smile, "It was us who made you make two such trips. I have to thank you very much."
The caracal cub said embarrassedly: "Hehe...you're welcome, this is not tiring. The work we usually have to do is much more tiring than this."
Angelo looked at the cub again in astonishment. She was a frequent visitor to the royal court and was not completely unfamiliar with the cat tribe. The cub looked no more than ten years old: "Do you have to do hard work at such a young age?" It would be fine if the Snow Wolf Tribe treated the cat tribe as slaves like the Tiger Tribe did, but in this tribe, the cats were free to come and go.
"It's not very hard, just a little tiring occasionally." The caracal cub licked its lips and counted its day's workload nonchalantly. Both the adults and cubs of the dexterous small cat tribe were assigned to the Qiuqiu Woolen Mill. Compared with the work teams of Qingyan, Dashui Qingcao and others, the work in the woolen mill was more tedious and wearying, and was indeed not hard.
...But this was shocking enough. Not only was Angelo stunned, but even his deputy, who was forcing himself to eat noodles, almost had his eyes pop out.
Anqiluo had no in-depth knowledge of how the tiger tribe enslaved the cat tribe, but the dark elves themselves enslaved the goblins and gray dwarves, but they were not so cruel - to take on such a intensive task, these cat tribes not only did not run away, but also looked willing to stay? ! How did the snow wolf tribe do it? !
Don Angelo couldn't control her curiosity, and used her rhetoric to get a lot of information out of the caracal cub... and then she felt numb.
Not only did the Snow Wolf Clan treat the Cat Clan as slaves, they were also extremely cruel to their own people... In comparison, the Cat Clan at least did not have to do the hard labor and were treated with a certain degree of preferential treatment.
By the way, I also learned a fact - the one who has the final say in this tribe is not the patriarch, but the devil named Wise Ayun.
That's right, apart from the devil, Angelo couldn't think of any other words to describe this guy... Maybe the devil is not as frightening as this cub. After all, if the devil wants to enslave someone, it has to rely on tricking the other party into signing a law contract containing traps.
The devilish cub Ayun only needed to use misleading remarks and some seemingly generous "benefits" to firmly bind the hearts of so many people - the houses they live in and the food they eat are created by themselves, and the so-called extra benefits they receive are also made from the raw materials obtained through their own hard work and processed by themselves. All the cub Ayun did was to arrange the division of labor for these grassland people, and then seemingly generously distribute their labor income to them. In this process, the cub Ayun did not spend a penny at all!
The most outrageous thing is that the copper coins for internal circulation are exchanged from outside with the goods they produce. The cub Ayun is unwilling to distribute sufficient copper coins, and asks the gray dwarves to recast them into one-gram copper plates for distribution. The coins distributed are then recycled with their labor income and so-called welfare food. In the whole process, only the sweat of these deceived people is consumed, but the cub Ayun accumulates a large amount of supplies!
Anqiluo's envy, jealousy and hatred were beyond words... The dark elves had to employ a large number of manpower to act as supervisors to enslave the residents of the underground world, but the cub Ayun even saved the cost of the supervisor!
The dark elves finally finished eating the food on the plates, and several cat cubs cleaned up the dishes and left noisily. The deputy waited until he could no longer hear the cubs' movements, then came to Anqiluo with an excited look on his face and said, "Tang, if we can tie up the wise man Ayun and bring him back, the mistress will be very happy... He alone can be the supervisor of half of the dungeon."
Angelo was very tempted by this suggestion, but after careful consideration... she shook her head: "It seems so, but it is not easy to implement this in the underground city. The most important part of Ayun's bewitching these cats, goblins and gray dwarves is to make these stupid slaves think that they are one of the masters of the tribe. If such bewitching words spread in the underground world, the mistress can tolerate it, but people from other families may not accept it."
"Let alone others, if you were asked to live in the same room with a goblin, you would have to treat it as a member of your tribe, even if it's just on the surface. Can you do it?"
The deputy was speechless...
Don Angelo was born into a high-ranking noble family among the dark elves. Compared with her deputy who was born into a commoner family, she could see through the applicability of the wise man Ayun's bewitching behavior better - whether it was a pretense or not, the devil cub Ayun did create a perfect illusion for these enslaved races and satisfied the spiritual vanity of these inferior races, and this most basic aspect was precisely what the dungeon could not replicate.
The mistress advocated that dark elves should not be divided by their birth, and that high-level dark elves like her should be on an equal footing with civilian deputies. She allowed the dark elves to unleash their huge potential and conquer the underground world in just a few hundred years. This was already the limit... You have to know that the population of the dark elves is only a few hundred thousand, and the residents of every tribe in the underground world are much more numerous than the dark elves!
As long as the means of deceiving people are effective, they are not wrong. Don Angelo, who is training Ayun as the next generation leader candidate of the dungeon, does not look down on the young cub Ayun in this regard. On the contrary, after understanding the truth about how this tribe is more resourceful and efficient in exploiting and enslaving its people, Angelo admires him very much.
Such a person and such means cannot be used by the mistress, this is what An Qiluo feels most regretful about...
Night is the stage for the dark elves, and the night is the best protective color for the dark elves. After the moon rises, a light figure quietly leaves the dormitory where the dark elves are staying, and approaches the house where Ayun lives like a ghost under the protection of the night.
"It's so cold!" Anqiluo, the Scythe of the Abyss, was agile and silent, but his speed was really slow... The night on the grassland in early spring was as cold as winter!
Finally, they found the house where Ayun lived. Anqiluo's hands were so stiff that he couldn't even climb onto the roof. He could only hide in the corner trembling...
The lights were on in the house, and the voices of two people were particularly clear amid the rhythmic snoring of the Snow Wolf Tribe. Anqiluo recognized that it was the conversation between the cub Ayun and the green-skinned spellcaster Evelyn, and he immediately perked up.
"Teacher, this chapter's story still unfolds in St. Bridget's?"
"Of course, I'm not familiar with other human kingdoms."
"...Okay." (The sound of spreading cardboard is heard)
"Let me think about it. What should I write about in this chapter where the gourmet hunter teaches people to make something... Hmm... How about this? This chapter will talk about the most delicious and tasty shredded potatoes and pickled cabbage. As for the supporting role, I'll write about a small noble who followed Carlisle and made a fortune through maritime trade."
"Teacher, you are too good to Carlisle..."
"If you don't make me angry, I will be very considerate to you! Okay, start writing. Well, this chapter will still unfold the story from the perspective of a minor character. This is more impressive. You write like this: On a sunny afternoon -"
An Qiluo was so excited that he almost peeled off the wall - what a hateful liar! He said it would take several months to brew a story, but you just made it up!
A night passed.
Xiao Yun, who had only slept for half the night, still woke up very early on his own. He jumped off the kang quickly, woke up Niu Jiao Qingyan and others who were in the same room with him, finished washing up in three minutes, picked up the special gong and went out to start the wake-up call.
The familiar, harsh sound of metal knocking rang out over the tribe, and a hard-working day began.
Don Angelo, who was cold and had a fever, huddled in a soft blanket with his hands over his head, looking hideous... That bastard was indeed her nemesis! She was already feeling so uncomfortable, and she had to experience this kind of brain-piercing magic sound! !
The day before, several cat cubs came to deliver food to the dark elf guests as usual. They found that one of the guests seemed to be sick from the cold. Without any suspicion, they immediately brought Angelo a hot spicy mutton soup, allowing Angelo to touch the heads of these cat cubs one by one with emotion... Such cute little things, it's a pity that the tiger tribe and that damn cub were so cruel as to enslave them.
After resting until the afternoon, Anqiluo regained his spirits and immediately jumped up to find Ayun. Although he didn't know how the green-skinned spellcaster Evelyn persuaded him to continue serializing, at least the purpose of her trip was achieved. So before returning, she had to achieve some additional goals for this trip... Anqiluo also knew a little about the transactions between the Snow Wolf Clan and the forest elves and humans. The Snow Wolf Clan led by the devil cub was unwilling to live in obscurity on the grassland, so there was no reason for them to refuse the olive branch extended by the dark elves in the underground world.
Before, Anqiluo had no interest in bending down to deal with this small group of imperial remnants, but after discovering the devilish attributes of the wise man Ayun, Anqiluo felt that the Snow Wolf Tribe could still be looked up to... Although it was very infuriating that he deceived her, the cub Ayun was obviously more worthy of investment than the idiot Tiger King.
It was not easy to find Xiao Yun during non-meal times. An Qiluo and his deputy almost ran through all the Snow Wolf Tribes, and finally arrived at a farmland reclamation site more than ten miles away from the tribe to find out the specific whereabouts of this guy... After running for dozens of miles and almost running to the entrance of the underground world, An Qiluo, sweating profusely, saw Xiao Yun's figure angrily.
The terrain on the grassland is generally flat, with some mountains. This small hill only a few kilometers away from the hilly area is an obstacle blocking the road construction project. Xiao Yun took his accomplished disciple Evelyn to conduct a more destructive scientific and magical application experiment, so he naturally chose to come to Huohuo, a place that would be razed sooner or later.
Xiao Yun stood two hundred meters away from the hill. After giving Evelyn some instructions on the details, he let her go forward by herself. Balk stood beside them with an unhappy look on his face, muttering that he could flatten the hill by himself, but Xiao Yun ignored all of his words.
But his muttering put a lot of pressure on Evelyn... She knew her own business. She was definitely better than Balque in terms of subtle control of magic power, but when it came to the amount of mental power, she couldn't even catch up to one tenth of Balque's. The teacher had put a lot of effort into her. If the experiment failed, she would have to lie down and let Balque make fun of her in the future...
Using the element of wind to lift herself to a height of twenty meters above the top of the mountain, Evelyn took a deep breath to adjust her mind, spread her arms and used simplified gestures to exhale a magic circle. A circular array with a diameter of three meters appeared behind her and slowly condensed into shape.
"Ayun, she didn't listen to you at all. Look, she is still using your scientific magic as large-scale magic." Balk seemed to have found a point of ridicule and immediately yelled at Xiao Yun.
"Okay, you think the elf can use its mental power freely like your dragon and not worry about over-consumption?" Xiao Yun said dissatisfiedly, "Her mental power is limited, so of course she should choose a more suitable application method. It is better to have no books than to believe in books blindly, and it is better to have no teacher than to listen to me all the time. What did I tell you?"
Balk felt wronged: "Then why didn't you praise me when I didn't listen to you?"
"Can having your own ideas and ignoring advice and doing whatever you want be the same thing?!"
"Then I don't want to work because I have my own ideas!"
"Go to hell!"
"No, this is also my own idea!"
“…”
Fortunately, they were far away and the wind was strong, so Evelyn didn't hear Balk's nonsense, otherwise the magic circle that was formed with great effort might have collapsed...
When using large-scale magic, spellcasters can use magic circles to more effectively control the output of mental power and achieve the effect of controlling more magic power with the least mental power; but Evelyn exhaled the magic circle at this moment not to control magic power beyond the usual total amount, but to be able to control magic power more accurately - the teacher's scientific magic theory regards magic power as radiation energy that can be interfered with by magicians. On this basis, mental power is used to change the frequency and wavelength of magic power in its natural state to achieve the most precise control effect. This subtle difficulty is much greater than the simple and crude pursuit of control quantity.
By putting her mental power into the magic circle, Evelyn can temporarily ignore the control on output and instead concentrate on controlling the released mental power and capturing the magic power.
Feeling the powerful magic absorbed by the magic circle, Evelyn's forehead was covered with sweat, and she concentrated more: "This level of magic power does not exceed my own limit, but I have never tried to use this amount of magic accurately. I can't rush it. First, draw out a part..."
It is common sense for spellcasters that the fluctuation of magic power is equal to the influence it can have on the material world. However, compared to the total amount of control that spellcasters pursue, Mr. Ayun's alternative idea of frequency has indeed never been tried.
"The bigger the fluctuation, the faster the frequency, and the shorter the wavelength, the shorter the control time. We need to increase the frequency of magic vibration as quickly as possible within a short period of time—"
Evelyn drew out some of her magic power, and made it resonate with the same frequency as the wind element, which she was best at, and raised its resonance frequency to the limit that she could control. The concrete manifestation of this operation was that as a second-level spellcaster, she condensed a terrifying wind vortex in front of her with extremely strong magical fluctuations in the blink of an eye. The wind vortex was as threatening as forbidden magic and could be felt with the naked eye!
Don Angelo, who was heading in this direction, suddenly looked up in astonishment at Evelyn, who was floating in the air high up in the sky—she felt an extremely terrifying magical fluctuation!
"How is it possible? That greenskin is actually a third-level spellcaster?!"
Evelyn's forehead was covered with sweat. The speed at which this ball of magic power got out of control was faster than she had imagined. She quickly pushed her hands forward, and a wind vortex as big as a house smashed into the hill with unimaginable speed and power. There was a loud "boom", the earth trembled, and the mountain shook as if it was hit by a giant beast, rocks rolled down, and smoke and dust filled the air!
Evelin had a dazed look on her face. Seeing the smoke and dust rolling towards her, she quickly waved her hands to release a gust of wind to blow it away. When the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge piece of the hill was missing!
"...I did it! Teacher!" Evelyn turned her head excitedly, looked down, and screamed at Xiao Yun excitedly.
"Good! Keep up the good work!" Xiao Yun was also very happy and waved at her vigorously.
"Hmph." Balk said sourly, "I can easily perform wind magic of this level. What's there to be happy about?"
Xiao Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him...
Evelyn happily spun around in the air for a few circles before she calmed down. She looked again at the hilltop that had collapsed a large part, wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath to adjust her heartbeat, and then drew out some magic power again.
The magic power extracted this time is even less than the last time, because Evelyn is going to experiment with a trick that she has only experimented with but never actually used - air magic!
Using magic power to precisely control the air to compress it and reach the level of liquefaction, the air can also be turned into a terrifyingly powerful bomb... This kind of magical magic has never been attempted by a spellcaster before, and Evelyn must be extremely cautious; capturing the air in a piece of space, shaping the magic power into an invisible circle and squeezing it inward, the difficulty of this operation is many times greater than controlling the wind element, and after a while, Evelyn's forehead was covered with sweat.
Compared with his disciples' nervousness and caution, Xiao Yun, who was standing on the ground, was filled with emotion... Magic power is a kind of energy, and the process of using magic is the process of spellcasters using magic power to shape matter or influence the material world. Even if he didn't summarize this theory, it was the cognition of the natives of this world - but this kind of "common sense" of this world is extremely difficult to use on Earth .
If humans on Earth want to convert energy into matter, the only way is to use a high-energy particle collider in the laboratory to allow an electron that has obtained enough energy to collide with light, creating a pair of particles containing matter and antimatter, which will be annihilated in an instant... It costs billions of dollars in research and development funds, and the matter created can only exist for a moment.
As for these spellcasters, in theory, as long as their mental strength can keep up with the consumption, the material converted from magic energy can exist as long as they want - such a great power is only used to fight and throw wind blades and fireballs at each other, which is a waste of the world's rules!
