Chapter 164
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It was the third day the Voice of Noland was open to the public.
"A powerful elf was released from the magic lamp. After regaining its freedom, it promised Aladdin that it could fulfill three wishes for him …"
Frost Elf Taylin sat in the Hall of Silence, reading the script Josiah had written for her.
Josiah and Hiri stood outside the Hall of Silence as usual, listening to the Frost Elf's narration through the Weave.
After three days of getting used to it, Taylin gradually became more proficient in broadcasting.
Although she was still not at the professional level, the elf's voice was very pleasant to listen to. Perhaps the World Tree on her had changed her in some way, but Josiah felt very relaxed when he chatted with her.
"Does that magic lamp really exist?"
Hiri listened to Taylin's narration through the Voice of Noland, and couldn't help but ask the person beside her, Josiah.
"I'm just narrating the story. I can't tell if the magic lamp really exists."
Josiah didn't want the content of the Voice of Noland to be too monotonous, so the Dark Elf would sing a lullaby at night. Every few days of the week, the Dark Elf would tell some stories and biographies to the audience.
The content was, of course, provided by Josiah. It wasn't realistic to rely on the Frost Elf alone to support a radio station, so Josiah was currently wondering if he should find a few more newcomers.
"But I saw in your manuscript that there are many tools that can complete the 'Benediction' spell. There's also a cup that seven people fought over, a blue magic doll with two heads, and an orb that can summon a giant dragon if you gather seven of them. Are they all fake?"
Hiri counted the tools Josiah made up with her fingers. There were tools related to the 'Benediction' spell. As Josiah's number one fan, she would always be the first to see Josiah's new works.
"It's fake. If it really exists, the Benediction Spell wouldn't just be a legend among Spell Casters."
Josiah slid his finger across the Weave interface. Josiah had opened up a special area for Noland's Voice to attract more spellcasters to pay attention to Noland's Voice.
In the short span of three days, the spell casters' forum had more than forty-seven thousand users. Although this was still a minority in Noland, which had a base of a hundred thousand people, it had only been three days.
Currently, the number of people listening to Noland's Voice had increased to about eight thousand. It seemed that Taylin's story of Aladdin and the Magic Lamp had attracted many Spell Casters who wanted to explore the unknown things of this world.
"The ancient country covered in yellow sand should be the Anarok Desert at the southern end of the world. Is there really a country in that land of death?" Poster: Ashen Owl.
"If any of you saw the Magic Lamp, what would you wish for? I wish that a beautiful girl would fall in love with me. "Poster: One-eyed Old Nak.
"Huge, blue in color, and the lower half of its body is that of a ghost. This elf is definitely some kind of demon!" Poster: Skeletal Finger.
Josiah looked at the posts on the Noland forum. It seemed that these Spell Casters did not treat Taylin's story as a fairy tale at all. Instead, they treated it as some kind of biography, a story that actually happened.
Josiah did not know whether this was good or bad. When Taylin said that Aladdin was going to make a wish to the Magic Lamp, Taylin suddenly stopped.
Josiah immediately waved his hand and closed the Weave interface. He looked at Taylin, who was sitting in the Hall of Silence. But soon, Josiah's eyes were attracted by the World Tree on the table that was being used as a microphone.
The surface of the World Tree was emitting a faint green glow.
Even with the glass inscribed with magic inscriptions blocking it, Josiah could feel the vigorous vitality of the World Tree.
The World Tree, which was originally in the state of a sprout, began to grow. It grew from the height of an index finger to the height of a palm.
Three tender green leaves bloomed like flowers.
The growth of the World Tree made the Frost Elf so excited that she wanted to cheer, but she used her self-control to suppress this impulse. She continued to pick up the script and began to tell the story of Aladdin.
"Is this the 1,800 per mu that you were talking about?"
It was Hiri's first time seeing the growth of the World Tree. Plants should grow bit by bit, but the World Tree did not follow this rule.
"Maybe … maybe the Weave made it change in some way."
Josiah had hoped that this cat master could grow into an artificial intelligence or something, so that she could help Josiah correct some bugs during programming.
But it turned out that this cat master was not interested in writing inscriptions.
Taylin continued to tell the story of Aladdin and the Magic Lamp. An owl flew in through the window.
Currently, it was only the initial stage of the spread of the Weave in Noland. Most of the residents of Noland, or rather, the residents of this world, were more used to using these birds to communicate with each other.
The owl skillfully threw a letter into Josiah's hand, and once again flew out of the window and left.
Josiah glanced at the wax seal on the letter. It was made of pitch-black ancient wood.
It was a letter from the Duchess of Blackwood. Ever since the Black Swan Troupe's "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" became a huge success, the Duchess seemed to have directly pulled Joshua into the ranks of her 'cronies'.
She had always hoped to have a second collaboration with Josiah.
As for the next collaboration, Josiah was not in a hurry. After all, This Demon Is Not Too Cold had only been showing in the White Thorn Flower Theater for four days, and its popularity had not fully fermented.
And Mrs. Sizer's ambition was certainly not limited to Noland. She would soon release this film in theaters all over the world.
This letter was prepared to say goodbye to Josiah.
The cross-country teleportation portal opened by Noland would close after tomorrow, and it would be extremely troublesome to return to Falosi after that.
In addition to saying goodbye, the content of the letter also hoped to see Josiah one last time, and asked about the reason why "her daughter has been a little strange recently."
It seemed that Mrs. Sizer already knew that Carolee had been unable to extricate herself from the caster camp recently.
It was unknown if this mother would try to help her daughter get rid of her Internet addiction like the parents on Earth.
An inscription of "Ignite" appeared in Josiah's hand, which was the lowest level of the Flame Weaving Inscription system.
The letter was reduced to dust in a matter of seconds.
"After Taylin's story is finished, let's go to the Falosi residence for a meal."
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