Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 1523 - 101: What Got Blown Away?

Although ’Snow Cloud Peak’ had already done their best, by the time dusk arrived, when they slowly climbed up the hill to dig holes and plant grass, a small number of their family hadn’t arrived.

Even if the clan leaders spoke fiercely, but... it’s not like I would die if I didn’t do it, right?

In Basia City, the shops that had already opened to the Undead Tribe were much more interesting than burying oneself in digging earth.

Even the PVP large family, known for being more united, was like this, let alone other families, especially PVE ones, half of them coming was worthy of praise.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ stood under Hill’s Magic Tower, looking towards Basia City with a profound gaze.

"Old Dog, what are you doing?" ’Perfect Bald’ waved the small knife in his hand for digging holes, with a smile on his face, "Are you striking a pose?"

"Baldy." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ glanced at the Last Era Clan members burying themselves in their work in another corner, asking in confusion, "Are you making me look bad because those spiders on the silk revived and crawled over you... I saw it, I mocked it, I started it.

Alright... I embarrass you, you embarrass me.

Then what about him? What did he do to offend you?

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so compliant, knowing you’re tricking him yet remain silent."

"Ah! When I jumped in the wind, I passed right in front of him." ’Perfect Bald’ deftly flipped his wrist to dig a hole, "He couldn’t resist the impulse to kick my butt."

"Uh..." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ helplessly shook his head.

These two guys have been at odds since before, it’s a natural mutual dislike... Not flipping out openly is already because Lu Tai has retreated from the front line, Bald wouldn’t harm the interests of the Apocalyptic Boss who has never offended him over such trivial matters.

And ’Lu Huayu’ no longer acts so maliciously when working, wanting to snatch every advantage... Just work within one’s limit, who wants unpaid overtime?

"What do you think, this thing... what exactly is the use?" ’Perfect Bald’ finished planting the last handful of grass seeds allotted to him and straightened up, his face confused.

Though they brought only one-third of their people, the numbers surpassed thirty thousand... So, compared to planting grass, climbing the mountain was the most troublesome task.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ simply demanded that only people from their alliance climb up to seed the mountain top area.

Bald really suspected that those who outright didn’t come just didn’t want to climb.

Even though they didn’t feel tired, the stamina bar would still decrease.

There are always those who prefer to take a full stamina rest rather than uselessly exhaust it for others.

Even if the NPC making them work for free was Hill.

Therefore, ’Perfect Bald’ never flaunted how friendly their family was with Hill in the clan... There’s always an idiot who never met Hill yet assumed the other should give them benefits.

This includes other NPCs.

He always attributed these to personal reputation, so even if the ’Old Age Striking King’ was as close as mother and daughter with Edna, no one would assume they could rampage unchecked on Edna’s territory just based on being a member of the Black Rose family.

The only aftereffect was, these people would often feel, anyway, it’s hard to brush up NPC’s friendliness, and they’ve already set a relatively high standard, so just go with the flow, lazy to further improve it.

He glanced at ’Snow Cloud Peak’, it looked like the Magic Cult couldn’t avoid this situation either.

’Perfect Bald’ looked around, estimated the number of people, and said with a strange expression, "Really... the most nonchalant Wenjian, had the most people come?"

"Students, you know!" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ sighed, "Though they calculate things, they don’t show it so obviously.

If everyone comes together, there are basically no complaints."

"The ones who showed up the fullest were professional merchants." ’Perfect Bald’ sincerely sighed.

"Them... it’s because they are too smart." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ raised his eyebrows, "Hill has always been the most standard Mage, the most standard Alchemist."

Though there’s no apparent benefit, he definitely wouldn’t give nothing.

"So, the most honest and the smartest both passed?" ’Perfect Bald’ suddenly said incredulously, "But, how does Hill know those people wouldn’t come?"

’Snow Cloud Peak’ just as he said, before flipping the table over in Eden, always tried to be fair in his actions.

Therefore, his suggestion ’hoping everyone would, for the friendship with Hill, come to restore the grass slope they stomped overnight with many people’ was made to the whole camp.

He even specially emphasized that the grass seeds were personally provided by Hill... this proved Hill definitely welcomes this decision!

But, none from Eden came, not a single one!

Didn’t they want to build a good relationship with Hill?

Why wouldn’t they come?

"How can you ask this?

This was originally the test Hill set for me!

Though he’s not really angry, he wouldn’t overlook any small faults either!" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ fiercely rolled his eyes at Bald.

’Perfect Bald’ spread his hands, "It shows, Hill may not agree with your character, but trusts your intelligence!

So... how did you do it?"

"Get lost! Sooner or later, I’ll take my revenge. Just you wait!"

’Yunfeng’ let out a cold snort before continuing, "I’ve emphasized repeatedly that doing this can make Hill see us in a good light. How could those planning to start something new want to contribute to our alliance?"

Then he glanced at the people in the camp who were looking over: "In their hearts, they would rather lose eighty than give us even a sliver from their hands... let alone, they’d probably think planting some grass could earn a few points of friendliness?

There’s absolutely no need for it."

"Hmm?" ’Perfect Bald’ couldn’t help but blink, "What a strange logic."

’Yunfeng’ shook his head: "Though the letter I wrote contained a lot of inciting language, making people think this was a great opportunity won for our alliance... Usually, they’d show some face.

I was initially thinking, if they still sent a few people out as a formality, should I have them carry water..."

"So, does this mean they might have some assurance on Ellie’s matter?" ’Perfect Bald’ quickly grasped the implication of ’Yunfeng’s’ words.

"So strange..." ’Yunfeng’ couldn’t fathom, "Logically, it shouldn’t be so fast!

It’s only been a few days?"

In Basia City, people were also discussing this matter.

"Ellie." Countess Stelter knocked on the door and gently asked her frowning daughter, "What are you doing?"

"Mom?" Ellie stood up, "Why are you here?

What’s wrong? Is something the matter?"

"I heard some things, so I came to ask you... You seem to have a good relationship with some of the Undead Tribe?"

"Ah... Has it even reached your ears, Mom?" Ellie sighed heavily, "It’s nothing, just some men’s insincere compliments, there’s no real emotional exchange."

"But, you’ve been talking for over a month already?"

"They mentioned something about Great Sage Belfran." Ellie hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "I found out his name is Hill."

"Isn’t that quite normal?" Helena frowned, looking at her still insistent daughter, "Names of the powerful are not something ordinary people like us have the right to know.

You... surely you understand?"

"They said he’s never fallen in love with anyone... but he has a favorable impression of independent women."

"What does that have to do with you?" Helena said calmly, "You’ve never been independent or self-reliant."

"Mom!"

"Did I say anything wrong?" Helena asked seriously, "Is anything you have now something you fought for yourself?"

"I never wanted to do anything... I just... can’t bear to give up my first love!" Ellie softly exclaimed, couldn’t help but sob a couple of times, "I... I just want to hear more about him."

"Letting the Undead Tribe know you like him, making them frequently mention you in front of the Great Sage... dare you say you haven’t thought of that?" Helena looked steadily at her, "Ellie, luck won’t stay the same forever.

Greed too much, and even the best luck will fade away.

I’m your mom, I won’t harm you... From today, you cannot leave the castle..."

"Let her go!" Count Stelter commented coldly from outside the door.

"What? Why!"

"The Undead Tribe’s behavior is a bit strange; we must understand some of their movements." Count Stelter looked at his wife, "Arrange for Ellie’s maid accordingly."

Helena gripped her skirt with both hands: "Is it really necessary?"

"I am willing!" Ellie interrupted her mother, "I don’t mind who follows. I absolutely won’t do anything else!"

Helena looked at her daughter with a face full of sorrow... Always avoiding danger thanks to luck, combined with her immature nature, had caused Ellie to lose control over herself.

Returning to her room in a daze, she turned to see the music box on her table, handcrafted and gifted by Lind, and Helena couldn’t help but lean against the table... The suffering already caused by her youngest son’s psychological imbalance from the Silk Spider’s venom was immense, but at that moment, Helena suddenly realized that Ellie’s overextended luck might not be better than those spider threads!

"Don’t be sad." Count Stelter slowly spoke from behind her, "If Ellie continues like this, she’ll inevitably hit a wall someday.

Luck... ha, is it as fortunate as Ismael’s?

I don’t want to see that day come.

Before that kind of outcome, it’s better to let her understand early on that in front of true power, luck is nothing!"

Hill stood on the terrace of the Magic Tower, watching as the finished Undead Tribe descended the hill, smiling slightly and flipping open his Magic Book.

Hmm?

He looked up in confusion... Just now, was there a wisp of Aesces’s power that came over?

What is he up to?

But then, since it can be dispersed by the Force of Nature surrounding him, it should be an unconscious force, nothing to worry about.