Chapter 1149 Gretel: Your Magic Is Strong, Are You Amazing? ! (Monthly Ticket Adds 4 Updates)

Idian is negotiating a deal with his master.

Cerira wandered around other people's estates, looking here and playing there.

Gretel... Gretel accompanied Cerela, holding on to the indigenous servant, asking questions:

"What are you growing on this land? Potatoes? Are the potatoes growing well this year?"

"What are they growing on this field? Pumpkins?... Are these beans?"

"Do you raise these alpacas? What do they eat? Do you cut the grass for them to eat, or do you take them out to eat grass every day? Bring them back at night?"

Grete has great enthusiasm for the customs, plants, animals, and ecology of this indigenous kingdom. In contrast, Cerela is only interested in those cute animals:

The head is a bit like a camel, and the body is a bit like a sheep. It is covered with gray-white, light brown, gray-yellow, and brown curly long hair, which looks and feels warm;

He has a round face and looks very honest, with a pair of small ears and gentle eyes. He is about the same height as a human, which means he can look directly into human eyes;

They have a docile and quiet temperament. Even if Cerela goes to touch them, they will not run away in panic, but will stand there obediently while being touched...

For such a cute animal, although it is already an adult judging from the dimension of strength, Cerela is still a young dragon in terms of age - and a very young young dragon at that. Of course, she has no resistance.

She only stood outside the animal pen and watched for a while, then climbed into the animal pen without hesitation. He touched this one, hugged that one, stretched out his hand to give the other one a sniff, and finally, he picked up a soft cub from the ground and held it in his arms...

Then, the frightened alpaca sprayed him in the face without warning.

"Ah! It stinks! It stinks! It stinks!" Cerela's face changed. She jumped back subconsciously, jumped two or three feet out of thin air, and appeared outside the animal pen. The native servant who was explaining to Gretel was shocked and jumped back instinctively.

However, in her rush, Cerela actually forgot to put down the alpaca calf in her hand. So, the docile alpaca continued to launch its usual attacks:

Pooh!

Pooh!

Bah bah bah bah bah!

Not only the cubs, but the entire alpaca herd came over. A group of more than a dozen alpacas, led by the tallest and strongest male, collectively launched a spitting attack.

For a moment, there were endless sounds of bah-bah, spittle fell like rain, and a hood covered his face came over Grete.

Grete's expression changed drastically. He didn't even have time to direct Serira, so he quickly put up the protective shield——

Yaoshou!

It stinks!

These alpacas, forget about spitting, sneeze and other secretions, even if they spray some ruminant products, I understand you——

Why are you guys spouting shit?

What are your pylorus and cardia used for, and why do they spit out in the opposite direction unimpeded?

No wonder it had another name on the Internet in its previous life... At this time, I really want to shout it out...

While holding on to the protective shield, he turned around and patted her with seventeen or eight cleaning techniques in a row, from Cerela's hair to her cheeks, shoulders to soles of her feet. While taking pictures, I muttered to the cub:

"It's okay, it's okay... She won't hurt you... Be good, don't be nervous, don't spit... Be good..."

Cerira finally reacted. As soon as she bent down, the alpaca calf fell to the ground and ran away. I ran back to the animal pen and was lifted up by the indigenous servant, who carried me across the animal pen and plunged into the belly of the female alpaca, bleating loudly.

Serila pouted and turned away. She stopped hugging the alpacas, and stopped touching the cubs. She even tore off the colorful cloak made of alpaca wool that the mistress had just given her and threw it on the ground.

This animal is so annoying!

So stinky!

I originally wanted to buy one to play with, but now, hum!

Gretel followed with a wry smile, and at the same time showed a comforting smile to the Aboriginal servant who turned pale with horror. Walking back to Udian, I heard him say slowly:

"I have already negotiated it. The owner does not have much goods in hand, but he is willing to take us to the mining area to have a look. As for how much we can get from the mining area, it depends on our own prospecting results."

They have reached an agreement, and Aya Mank has given the order. Soon, the entire manor started to move:

Grill the tortillas for the tortillas, prepare the meat sauce for the meat sauce, prepare the water bladder for the water bladder. Servants ran in and out, fetching some of the tallest and strongest alpacas, watering them, feeding them, putting them on saddles and bridles, and getting them ready to go.

Aya Mank came over with a smile and asked Idian:

"Do guests need to prepare mounts? How many are needed? These alpacas are raised in our own manor. They are very docile and will never lose their temper..."

"No!"

Gretel and Cerela answered in unison.

In less than half a day, the departure team was ready. Aya Manke rode on the tallest alpaca, and several male servants led the way, carrying weapons or various equipment on their backs.

In addition, there were five or six alpacas in the team. They all had saddles on their bodies and large baskets made of branches were set up on both sides. The baskets are filled with bags one after another. It is obvious that they are used to carry goods every day.

Cerela summoned a phantom pony early in the morning, far away from the alpacas and falling at the end of the team. Grete stayed with her for a while with a smile. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he urged the phantom pony to go up and ask:

"Can these alpacas carry so much cargo on a mountain road?"

The phantom horse he rides is completely black, with only its mane and tail appearing gray. Its four hooves are like smoke, and it can be clearly seen that it has no entity. The servant glanced at the Phantom Pony fearfully, and answered bravely:

"It can walk! Of course it can walk! - Your honorable sir, we have been using them to carry things for generations! This kind of beast has been growing here, and it is very stable when walking on mountain roads!"

Very stable indeed. Grete observed carefully that the toes of these alpacas were widely spread apart, and they stepped firmly on the narrow mountain road, and they were quite steady every step of the way. Occasionally, sand or stones roll down from under their hooves, but it does not affect their balance at all...

Looking back, I saw that Appa was following the end of the team, moving down step by step. That frightening posture was obviously not as stable as the alpacas.

There is no way, although they are all artiodactyls, and although the Silver Moon Deer is even a high-level monster, its hooves are grown for running in the wilderness, and it is not suitable for walking on narrow mountain roads...

"Serila, take good care of Appa!"

Gretel shouted from a distance. Serila responded, turned around and called the barbarian:

"Bernard, come down and hold Appa! - Appa, if that doesn't work, you can become smaller and let Bernard carry you?"

"hold head high--"

Silver Moon Deer raised its head and shouted. Bernard quickly hugged its neck:

"We are not angry, we are not angry! Or, look at what an alpaca's hooves look like. If you change the hooves like that, won't it make it walk more steadily?"

"Ang——" I didn't just say that I can change!

A group of people chatted and walked for two days on the winding mountain road, and finally arrived at the nearest borax mine, which the locals call moon stone. Aya Manke took the lead with the alpaca, called the manager of the mine to ask a few questions, and then came back with a respectful report:

"Dear Sir, the annual output of this mine is about 100 boxes. If adults are in a hurry and are willing to pay a large price, the mine can double the output by recruiting a few more people to work."

If doubled, that would be 200 boxes, in other words, about 200 tons - basically a drop in the bucket for the needs of the Elf Secret Realm. Idian frowned and asked:

"Can there be more? For example, 10 people, 20 people, 100 people?"

"Honorable sir, the nearby villages only have so few manpower, so they can't recruit many." Aya Manke said with an apologetic smile:

"You see, our land can only support so many people in total. When the farming is busy, everyone works, and when the farming is slack, they come to the mine to mine. Besides, the mine is only so big. How many more people can be filled in?" , they have to dig a few more mine tunnels..."

Mining is a technical job.

Even if Idian had never mined mines himself, he knew that the rude and noisy group of dwarves had always said that mining was a technical job. How to dig a stone, grab a handful of soil, taste the ore, and find the ore seedlings;

No matter how hard you knock, you can determine the direction of the vein even in the dark by intuition;

How to dig out a mine that can accommodate people in and out with shovel after shovel in the dark, how to use wooden frames to support it, how to prevent water seepage in the mine, how to identify the direction when digging...

The noble and elegant elves do not do such rough work themselves, but thanks to living long enough, they still know a superficial knowledge of many things.

So he also knew that Aya Manke was telling the truth - it might not be useful to pile 100 people in there. He clicked his tongue, carefully looked at the mine not far away, and asked again:

"How much Yueming Sand is there in this mine?"

"have no idea……"

Gretel pursed his lips next to him. Well, ascertaining reserves or something like that is probably too technically difficult for the natives... But the probability that the elves themselves can do it is not very high?

He wouldn't know it anyway... It's so far away and there's no way he can shake the dwarf over...

Eudian obviously doesn't either. However, he is not anxious, angry or annoyed. Calm and calm, well prepared——

He turned his attention to Luo Xia, who came with him.

Della Van Locia took two steps forward. With a quick glance, he softly uttered two words:

"Step aside."

"She asked you to get out of the way." Yudian translated beside him. While serving as a mouthpiece, he rushed and pulled everyone aside. A clear space was soon left in front of the mine. Losiya took out a small clay doll and muttered:

On the ground, dark yellow rays of light formed one after another, forming the shape of a six-pointed star. Soon, a round-headed, stocky-looking earth element emerged from the six-pointed star.

Luo Xia stepped forward, took out a handful of moonlight sand, and put it into the hands of the earth element. The earth elemental nodded towards her and sank into the ground. Soon, Grete felt obvious elemental fluctuations and headed all the way towards the mine.

Gretel: "..."

Are you amazing because your magic is strong?

Well, the magic is powerful, which is indeed amazing...

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