Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 35 My Village

35: Chapter 35: My Village

35 -35: My Village

Hill placed the set of shop cores that had been used in Obastian into the general store in his territory.

This set, which had withstood the bombardment from capital players, should be able to handle the buying and selling tasks.

Sure enough, just as he had expected, within a week, many players came to his territory.

The large hotel Hill had prepared quickly filled up.

The culinary skills of the three cooks trained by List satisfied these players.

Many people insisted on staying at Hill’s hotel and would run dozens of miles during the day to read books in Fran’s Territory.

Hill believed it was more likely because his hotel was cheaper.

Fran’s place offered high-end rooms suitable for mage accommodation, which were very expensive.

Although Hill’s village was small, he had inscribed it with magic arrays.

All the shops and hotels would detect if anyone was fighting inside and automatically eject them.

If someone tried to break in, the magic arrow towers would activate automatically.

The buildings were also well protected, so even if players fought in the village, it wouldn’t affect anything.

Hill’s villagers had been taught not to interfere in fights among the Undead Tribe and to hide instead.

Following William’s example, Hill received players at the Lord’s Mansion in the village center every day at 9:00 a.m.

He would stay for an hour and then leave.

After a week of perseverance, more and more players came to the territory, gathering materials from the nearby mountains.

The general store in Hill’s village collected many materials.

These players had already gotten used to staying at Hill’s place and going to Fran’s place to buy weapons and equipment.

Hill’s hotel was cheaper, and Hill would buy anything, while Fran only accepted herbs and minerals.

Sitting in the Lord’s Mansion early in the morning and waiting for players, Hill suddenly felt a surge of power sweeping over the village’s magic array.

This was the divine power of the God of Time and Space.

Though powerful, it was filled with a holy and warm force.

When the divine power brushed lightly over Hill, it seemed to sense the Holy Dew he had once received and, without hesitation, completely baptized Hill’s body again.

The deity might have been accustomed to organizing the elemental bodies of millions of players.

Hill deeply felt the deity’s familiarity with elementalizing bodies.

In an instant, he became a high-level archmage, with no aftereffects, fully elementalizing his human body.

Hill thought he might become a magister within two years.

What he now lacked was the accumulation of magic power.

The Archmage stage, which was the strongest and most problematic for magicians, was smoothly passed by Hill through sheer luck.

Carefully inspecting his body inch by inch, he found that the beastly genes were tightly restrained beneath his human genes.

Divine power was truly fearsome and awe-inspiring.

Without a prolonged bodily transformation, Hill’s soul had never been invaded by beastiality.

As a completely human soul entering the magister stage, the world rules he connected with would be human attributes; the Earth Bear’s rules would not heed Hill.

Hill did not care about losing powerful rules.

So what if the Earth Bear could cause earth movements with a stomp or transform into a mountain range with a thought?

Hill did not need any of that!

As long as he did not turn into a bear!

Hill decided to build a church for the God of Time and Space!

Hill, elated, was pacing around the Lord’s Mansion.

Only when a player entered did he struggle to stay calm, softly asking under the player’s curious gaze, “Is there something you need?”

“The great God of Time and Space just delivered a divine message.

This territory is allowed to let us settle, but it requires the lord’s consent.

I want to know what the conditions for settling are?”

Hill lowered his head in silence, realizing there truly were no free lunches.

“I just found out too.

The conditions will be posted on the notice board as soon as they are determined.”

“Alright, Lord, sorry to bother you.”

Hill looked up at this polite member of the Undead Tribe: “The goodwill of the territory’s residents will definitely count toward it.”

“Of course.

We will strive to coexist well with the original residents.”

Hill nodded and watched him leave.

Then he rushed into the underground center of the Lord’s Mansion to check the changes in the magic array.

Upon entering, Hill saw a transparent crystal ball floating brazenly in the center of the pentagram array: his controller was gone.

Hill rubbed his face helplessly: Deities!

He placed his hand on the crystal ball, and the territory control panel appeared before him.

Looking at the typical lord-like game panel with population, buildings, shops, fields, and the mountain valley in the back designated as the lord’s mansion garden, Hill felt a mix of emotions.

The mountain valley was not accessible.

Then there were the residents’ goodwill and loyalty scores.

Following that were the goodwill and contributions of the Undead Tribe.

Hill needed to list the conditions for accepting the Undead Tribe.

Hill silently looked at the territory’s defensive buildings: the magic arrow towers had been strengthened to the extreme.

They could directly kill a magister.

The defensive magic array was also reinforced.

Hill had to rely on the magic tower to reach such a level.

At the end, it even noted that if any Undead Tribe members fought within the territory, the magic arrow towers would directly fire.

Hill was speechless.

Inside the crystal ball was another question: Hill’s goodwill towards the God of Time and Space was extremely high; would he build a Space-Time Cathedral?

Hill could appoint the church’s priests himself; the God of Time and Space could directly convert them into his priests if they sincerely pledged allegiance to the deity from then on.

Hill was deeply shocked by this straightforward ploy.

Hill suspected that William was behind this.

Had he been driven mad by the players?

As a future leader, William indeed needed to promote the deity, build many churches, and prepare for the deity’s grand elevation to the divine throne.

To think he operated so transparently, and the God of Time and Space allowed it?

Where was the deity’s noble and proud face?

Swallowed whole by William?

Was he treating the faith like a company?

Thinking it over, Hill decided to consult Fran’s opinion.

When he told Fran, the other side was silent.

After a long while, Adrian said, “We also received a crystal ball, placed in the magic town outside.

Its primary purpose is to prevent the Undead Tribe from fighting in the town.

The deity didn’t ask if we wanted to set up a church, just if we would only allow mage sorcerers to enter or reside.

Master thinks the caravan street should be open to everyone, but the library should only allow mage sorcerers to enter.

Undead mage could also settle, and the library area is designated as Mage Street, welcoming all mages who want to learn.

The Space-Time Cathedrals come with their own teleportation arrays, and we don’t plan on opening ours.”

Fran spoke up: “What about your valley?”

“The divine power paused momentarily, connected the defensive magic arrays on the mountains and the village, and strengthened them altogether.

The ones inside the valley were left alone.

I went down to check upon returning.

The divine power didn’t enter, but I can directly link the magic tower’s power to the village’s magic array.

This deity understood magic arrays well, setting up the mountain arrays as a transfer point.

Very courteous, no intention of entering the vicinity of my magic tower.”

“The magic tower was also bypassed here.” Fran said despondently: “In passing, all external magic arrays were reinforced, including offensive ones.

I can kill a legendary within the tower now.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Hill said cautiously.

“What exactly does the deity want?” Fran was furious: “Does he think we’re too weak?

That we’ll be harmed by his Undead Tribe?”

“Of course!” Hill said earnestly, “At least I’m very afraid.

If tens of thousands of sky knights and magisters from the Undead Tribe started fighting here, my territory would be utterly destroyed.”

“Shut up, Hill.” Fran didn’t want to talk to this little brat anymore.

Adrian, stifling laughter, asked: “Are you thinking about building a cathedral?”

“Yes, Uncle Adrian.

I recall you mentioned last time that you had a younger family member, a girl not very talented, but it wouldn’t end well for her if she stayed with the family?

She asked you to take her away, right?”

“You mean Olivia?

Yes.

She didn’t want to be a childbearing tool for the family and pleaded with me to take her along.

The girl has a resolute character and works hard too.

Unfortunately, her aptitude is even lower than Boen’s.

She won’t become a mage even in 20 years.

The only thing I could do was allow her to stay on Apprentice Street indefinitely.

Are you thinking of making her a priest?

Indeed, she does have some mage aptitude, and divine baptism might help her advance.”

“Ask her, Uncle Adrian.

After all, she is your family member.

Let her decide.

If she declines, then ask the other apprentices.”

“Alright, Hill.

I’ll contact you later.”

Hill waited silently.

Actually, the first people who came to mind were Shani and Dean.

But he held back.

He no longer had any ties with that family.

Cherishing his friendship with Boen, he avoided unnecessary actions.

If Shani and Dean became the territory’s priests, Lina would certainly want Locke to become the village chief.

This wasn’t because Lina was greedy, but because of this world’s noble traditions.

No matter how good Hill was to Shani and Dean, the ones with feelings were Lina, and it was Lina he should promote.

Appointing Shani would make people think Hill wanted her for some task, but appointing Lina would make them believe he was elevating his caretaker.

Hill absolutely couldn’t use his Eastern mindset in making decisions.

Finding Adrian’s family was perfectly reasonable because they were all of noble birth: giving the position to a noble was only right.

Even if Lina’s family heard, there wouldn’t be any resentment.

The disparity in status was immense, and Hill had already arranged a good life for them.

Leaning against the bay window, Hill waited silently.

At moments like this, the soul of a person from another land within him would always feel conflicted.

It was much better now; his desire to elevate everyone around him had significantly diminished.

Adrian quickly got back to him: “Hill, she wants to go.

I’ll take her there tomorrow morning.”

“Alright, Uncle Adrian, I’ll be waiting at the Lord’s Mansion at 9:00.”

“See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Hill saw Alice sitting across from him, waiting: “What’s up?”

“What was that power?

Even nature was trembling.”

“The great God of Time and Space.

The only god presently on earth.”

“Godwars?”

“That’s right.”

“Who is the enemy?

Are they just as strong?”

“A deity unrelated to us.

The main god of human nobles.”

“I think this one is stronger.

Merkel was petrified.”

Hill laughed: Right, Merkel lived by the mountains.

When that power was modifying the magic array, Merkel must have been scared stiff.

“Don’t worry.

It’s out of goodwill.

My territory is safer now.”

“Alright, Hill is human after all.” Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, “Hill, you’ve been going out to the villages every day lately; is there anything fun?”

“You can’t leave until you reach magister status, Alice.”

“Why can Hill go!

Meow~~ Hill, why did you suddenly become stronger?”

“Because I study hard and practice diligently.

Alice is too lazy!”

Hill thought his face was becoming thicker.

Alice cried out pitifully and ran off sobbing.

Her greatest trait was her fear of death and belief that Hill wouldn’t harm her.

If Hill was so worried about her leaving the valley, there must be great danger out there.

Safety before fun.

Hill smiled slightly.

The newly advanced Alice had been a little too carefree these past few days, playing all over the valley.

She’d better obediently go back to training!

A couple of days ago, she quarreled with Merkel and didn’t even react when he called her a stupid cat who’s hundreds of years old.

Hill thought Alice needed a reality check.