This was because for a long time, they had been walking on uninhabited paths in the wilderness. Therefore, the appearance of humans would more or less arouse the curiosity of Lin and the others, especially the silver-bearded dwarves who had never seen so many humans before.
Last time, although Jermaine and Riley had found a human village, it was later proven that the "people" inside were all ghosts with ill intentions. Therefore, it was not a good experience. Moreover, it could not be said that the lives of those ghosts were exactly the same as the lives of real humans.
In light of this, when Jermaine approached the gathering place of humans, he put down all the work at hand and looked at everything curiously. Although the others were not as impatient as him, they also finished the work at hand and hid things that should not be exposed in front of people.
Sometimes, such actions were not for secrecy, but to protect others. Magic was like any knowledge. Ignorant people would only have two reactions: curiosity and fear. Either way, it would bring trouble to themselves or others.
In order to save time, Fen ordered the others to pack up their things and do something that was quieter and less noisy. It was as if she was hiding in the depths of a carriage and typing on a silent keyboard. She was not very curious about the group of "people" outside.
The group did not stop because of the dwarves' curiosity. It was because there were too many things that they had never seen before, which made the four dwarves dazzled. Especially after Jermaine made a fool of himself a few times, the dwarves did not dare to run around. Everything in the human world felt strange to them, as if they could get lost in it at any time.
Lin and the other two were no exception, because the customs and habits of the western part of the Mystic Continent were quite different from those of the southwest peninsula. In particular, the difference in clothing was the most direct. Although it did not jump out of the category of men wearing trousers and women wearing skirts, there was a huge difference in the eyes of the women in the details of the decorations, colors, and patterns of the clothing. Of course, the style of clothing was also different.
Kaya used one of the functions of the Arcane Eye to leave a photo and stored it in the space of the first coffin. Hallumi, on the other hand, took out her sketchbook and used a charcoal pencil to quickly sketch out the things that left a deep impression on her.
The reason why the two girls had such a habit was because of the time when they lived in the residential area of Wulian City. At that time, a certain Lich was like a fashion fair, thinking of ways to appear in front of outsiders every day. Apart from herself, the two girls who helped her with her outfit were of course the two girls at that time.
The original costume design came from a certain otaku's sketchbook that was full of two-dimensional fantasies. Later on, they developed their own vision and began to jump out of their original nest to develop their own style. A certain person's delusion became a reference for reference only, and they no longer completely reproduced the appearance in the album.
For a certain someone, he was happy to see this happen. It was better than having people around her who were sloppy and unkempt.
Other than the difference in the people, the scenery also gave people a sense of peace and tranquility. It originated from the large tracts of farmland in the outermost part of the city. In the late spring and early summer, the crops that had been sown were working hard to grow taller. The sight of the green seedlings growing was very pleasing.
In the Lost Land, the population of a city was multiplied by the amount of food it could produce. In this world where transportation was not very convenient, it was best to produce and sell their own food.
The production of food depended on the size of the farmland. And the land in this world was so fertile that any random piece of land, a handful of seeds would be planted, and there would be a bountiful harvest in the coming year. The only thing that limited the size of the farmland was actually the cruel nature of the Lost Land, including the wild beasts and magical beasts that grew in it.
These creatures would not allow humans to develop and invade their home. Even "humans" would become their prey. Therefore, to ensure the number of farmers and the size of the farmland, military force was indispensable. And in terms of military force, how many places could be stronger than a city where mages gathered? These guarantees were also important for the development of Pilsen City.
And it was very interesting that from the historical documents that Lin could obtain, there had never been a famine in the Lost Land because of a "natural disaster." This was normal when he thought about it. After all, this was a world where mages were everywhere and druids were as common as dogs. Controlling plants and water might not be so simple, but it was definitely not impossible. In the Lost Land, as long as the mages were willing to invest heavily, there would be no rain. This was very different from Earth.
But this did not mean that there was no famine in the Lost Land. It was just that the causes of those disasters were all man-made. For example, the former demon king beside him. In the early days of her reign, the Lost Land was scorched and polluted by the undead natural disaster, and no crops could be grown.
In the era after that, the cruelest aspect of war between countries was the tactic of cutting off food supplies. In a confrontation of willpower, people liked to praise those who struggled in the difficult environment, whether it was a sacrifice in the end or a reversal of victory.
The purpose was to promote loyalty and perseverance, but in fact, the subtext was the cold meaning of "Even if you starve to death, please achieve your strategic goal." Without being in it, it was impossible to imagine what kind of hellish scene it was.
But fortunately, no matter which world he was in, he was already far away from that era of intense war. Perhaps there were still some conflicts in some corner of the world, but at least he was safe. Now, it seemed that he had enough strength to ensure his own safety.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little sad. Lin shook his head and focused his gaze on the scenery beside the road again. There were fewer farmlands, more houses, and more people on the road. And looking at their clothes, they did not look like they were going to do farm work.
Stopping a passerby, Lin Wenming headed in the direction of the Pilsen Tower. No matter how a mage's city was built, the location of the Magic Tower was the real core.
Going straight to the location of the Magic Tower was naturally because the headquarters of the Pilsen District branch of the Society of Sorcerers was definitely nearby, or even in the Magic Tower. And in the headquarters of the district branch, he could find a reception area where mages or other guests from other places could receive assistance.
With such a service, it was not that the humanistic care in the Lost Land was better than on Earth, it was forced. Imagine what kind of people the Society of Sorcerers mainly served. If there were some local swindlers who took advantage of people from other places like sheep. Guess if the mages who were cheated would cry and go to the police, or would they come knocking on the door to recover their losses?
If it was on Earth, thieves and swindlers would lure people into dark alleys, close the door and let the dogs out, and earn more money from the victims. But in the Lost Land, it was very common for the side with more people to be tortured to death by a single mage. The person who laughed with a stick in the dark alley was not necessarily the one who had the last laugh.
Because related incidents were endless. No matter how much they warned some brokers who earned extra money by serving mages, they must not treat mages as easy targets. There were still some fellows who stole chickens and touched dogs, and because of greed, they paid with their lives.
But if that was all, it would be fine. But the methods of the mages sometimes did not target anyone, but only hurt them. How could those high and mighty big shots tolerate the explosion of strange things in the headquarters of a mere branch at the slightest provocation? The reception area of the Society of Sorcerers was born.
The service staff at the reception area was usually a reputable magic apprentice. Not only were they registered, but if there were losses to the mages because of those staff, the supervisors would also come forward to investigate the whole story, and the mages did not need to resort to vigilante justice to recover. On the other hand, the supervisors could also prevent mages from making trouble for no reason and hurting the poor and innocent apprentices.
The people at the reception area could do simple consultations, they could also be guides in the city, and sometimes they would temporarily do business with brokers. If the price was right, it was not unacceptable to receive them in bed.
But under normal circumstances, the mages would not look for women or men in this kind of place. What a joke, it was other people's magic apprentices, it was not uncommon for them to fall for some secret trick that the supervisors could not come forward or investigate.
Serving as a receptionist would definitely have their own ways to earn extra money, but it would not cause the guests to suffer losses. If that happened, the punishment was quite heavy. For the apprentices, this was an easy and lucrative job. Of course, a certain someone had never done it in his apprenticeship. To be able to serve as a receptionist in the district branch, one had to have some background.
But a little regret in the past was not enough to stop a certain someone from using this kind of service. Otherwise, it would be even more inconvenient for him to come to an unfamiliar place and grope about in the dark, not knowing where to start.
As he walked along the main road, not only did the surroundings become more and more lively, the famous buildings of the maze world also appeared one by one in front of him. The great library, the academy, and the rather rare magic temple, where the eight gods were worshiped, there was also the Life Temple, the Transformation Temple, the Summoning Temple, and so on, each representing a different school of magic theory.
Looking at the palaces of the various schools of magic, which were comparable to the residences of kings or gods, Lin somewhat understood why the maze world could not develop pure theoretical knowledge such as mathematics. Perhaps at the beginning, the scholars came here simply to seek refuge, but the knowledge they had had nothing to do with magic.
But how could there be no sparks when two groups of smart people came together? Slowly, the two different directions of knowledge intersected; slowly, knowledge gradually served magic; slowly, knowledge and magic drew an equal sign. At this point, it was almost certain that technology was dead, and there was nothing to be done. Because if magic did not require it, no one would care.
It could be said that although this city gathered most of the clever people in the maze and studied the most cutting-edge 'magic' knowledge, it also stifled the development of other kinds of knowledge.
It could not be helped. After all, this world judged the level of a person by whether they could fight or not. From Newton's F = ma to Einstein's E = mc2, and finally the big mushroom was created. The scientists were despised by the group of people who only grew muscles but not brains for a long time before they were able to turn the tables.
Thinking of this, looking at the glorious palaces, the endless stream of mages and apprentices walking in and out, Lin felt a lot of emotions. The knowledge that he, a half-baked mage, had grasped was incompatible with this holy land of knowledge. And for a fat otaku like himself to be thrown into this world, what was his purpose? Or was this just a prank by a certain existence?
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