Shortly after the apple sprite worm was born, Liszt's eighteenth sprite worm was also about to arrive. Under the careful care of the serfs, the yellowing of the wheat field's leaves was finally restored to an exuberant green. One of the tall wheat seedlings showed an unusual growth.
It had already condensed magic power and turned into a worm stalk.
The smoke mission also changed just in time: "Mission completed. Reward: one wheat sprite worm."
Liszt was very happy with the birth of the wheat worm. This was because wheat was one of the most important crops. The little wheat worm that could increase the yield of wheat was worth more than 4,000 gold coins in the market.
"Before the New Year's Day, it took me almost half a year to harvest five sprite worms: the peanut sprite worm, the black nightshade sprite worm, the tomato sprite worm, the fragrant coconut sprite worm and the corn grass sprite worm. After the New Year's Day, before half a year had passed, I had already harvested nine sprite worms: the wheat sprite worm, the apple sprite worm, the rubber sprite worm, and the snake blood fruit sprite worm."
Even though there weren't a lot of them, there were definitely a lot of them, especially the Rubber Worms and Snake Blood Fruit Worms, which were sent in groups.
Just a few days ago, the rubber worm used the power of the Three Elements for the second time to restore the rubber trees near the rubber plantation to their best state, greatly increasing the speed and quantity of rubber harvesting.
Port Town has used rubber water to build houses and roads.
This would be the first modern town under Liszt's rule.
The smoke in front of him slowly drifted, forming new Serpentines. "Mission: Perhaps you didn't discover the meaning of the silver coin pendant in your haste. It is by no means an ordinary silver coin. It has been blessed by magic power and may be able to awaken a wizard in a coma. Reward: A Magician in distress. "
Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.
Liszt did not hesitate and went straight to the town to visit the unconscious Magician.
"Guard the door. Don't disturb me while I treat the magician." After dismissing the servant and the retainer Knight, he walked straight to the bedside and looked at Chrissy, who was carefully taken care of by several women.
When they first fished her up, her face was pale and bloodless, like a dead person.
However, her face was now very rosy, but her appearance was still ordinary. Out of 10 points, Liszt could only give her a passing 6 points.
The silver coin pendant around her neck was still there.
When he was fiddling with it, he didn't notice anything unusual about the silver coin. At most, the material was special, and it was probably made of the lightest magic metal, mithril. Now that the smoke mission had reminded him, he cast Magic Eyes, carefully observed, and tried to inject qi.
The moment he infused the silver coin with his Qi, a few magic patterns appeared on it.
Then, there was the sound of a Mage chanting. It sounded like heavenly music, but the content of the singing could not be understood. There were only a few syllables repeated.
"Is it Moonwhisper?" Liszt wanted to capture the melody. According to the records of several magic books, the magicians of the ancient Moon Empire could cast blessing spells. Is this melody a blessing spell?
The Moon Empire was the "source" of all civilizations in every country.
Magicians also found it fun to dig up the magic of the Moon Empire. They liked to research the Moon Language and claimed that the languages of all countries were inherited from the Moon Language. Many words were simply variations of the Moon Language.
Now, Moon Whisperer's blessing sounded.
It sounded really nice.
Liszt felt a little intoxicated, but he still used Magic Eyes to observe the silver coin. The magic lines on the silver coin were like strings of a musical instrument. Every time it vibrated, a Moon Whisper tone would ring out. Gradually, the magic in the air seemed to be affected by the blessing spell and began to gather like water waves.
Eventually, the gathered magic began to wash the unconscious Mage.
After a long while.
The blessing spell dissipated, and the luster of the silver coin gradually dimmed. Liszt could not activate a new blessing spell even if he injected qi. At this time, the Mage, who had been unconscious for more than a week, suddenly coughed softly.
"Cough, cough."
She hadn't woken up yet, but her eyelids were twitching.
Liszt tidied up his frac Abier, showed a proper aristocratic smile, and thought to himself: "Although the smoke mission used the Mage who was originally in my hands as a mission reward, it was a bit sneaky. But it's still good to wake up Chrissy as soon as possible. "
… …
There was no end to the dim world.
She felt her body was full of fatigue, and her head seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer. She was dizzy, unable to concentrate, weak, uncomfortable, sleepy, and dizzy.
She wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run. She could only keep wandering in the darkness, more tired and helpless each time.
At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in her ear. The voice was like a clear spring pouring over her body, instantly drenching her whole body, from top to bottom. Her drowsy consciousness also began to become clear. The dim world suddenly lit up with a light, marking the exit of the road.
She ran hard, running toward the light at the exit, using all her strength.
She no longer wanted to sink in the endless darkness. Finally, she ran to the exit, where the light was so bright that she couldn't help but close her eyes.
But she still rushed over without hesitation.
A new world unfolded in front of her. It was a simple wooden house. There were no superfluous decorations, but there was a handsome man with eyes like blue gems, looking at her with the most noble smile on his face. Their eyes met, as if their hearts were seen through by each other.
"Ah …" She let out a sound, but her throat was extremely hoarse.
"You're awake." The handsome man asked in a slightly magnetic voice.
Such an elegant temperament, such a gentle voice, and a gaze that could see through one's soul. It was like a dream, making her feel as if she had escaped from a nightmare and entered a wet dream. "I …" Her voice was still very hoarse, and she couldn't express a complete meaning.
In fact, she was still in a daze and hadn't completely woken up.
"I'm glad that you're awake. Maybe you don't know that you've been unconscious for nearly a week after we rescued you from the sea." The handsome man smiled, as if the sun had swept away the haze. "You don't look like you've completely recovered. I'll have someone take care of you, and we'll talk when you're awake."
Then, he turned and left. Soon, a few women dressed like commoners came in.
They roughly helped her up, and someone wiped her face with a towel. As they wiped, they asked, "Miss Mage, do you feel better?"
Someone also braided her hair, using enough strength to pull her hair out. She also said, "When you were rescued by the great and benevolent Sir Lord, your hair was already loose. I don't know how you tie your hair, so I can only comb a ponytail for now."
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