Chapter 981 Gretel, Don’t Call Me Senior Brother! (Push up to Add 5 More Updates)

However, during this period of time, Gretel really didn't accumulate any energy-shaping spells. As the saying goes, "Your eyes will betray you, your ears will betray you, but not math. If you don't know math, you won't." Grete is the same now——

Knocking on the head is of no use. Picking it up and shaking it won't produce any energy evocation spells. Archmage Baierbo raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and looked at Gretel with his arms folded. Gretel could only raise his face and smile at him:

"Senior brother~~~"

"Don't call me senior brother!" Archmage Baierbo wanted to hit him twice more:

"Have you finished writing the paper? - Read your book after you finish it! Before the large group of people set off, you should read the book quickly. If you have any questions that you don't understand, I can't answer them. You can also send a message to the teacher through the Mage Tower! "

Although it takes a lot of energy to transmit a message from the Mage Tower, but, well, who made little Gretel a fortune? Take out a handful of those high-level Warcraft crystal cores and mid-level Warcraft crystal cores from the box, they are enough!

Gretel muttered and crawled to read a book. Many of the materials given by the eldest brother are the secrets of Thunder Horn, and are even originals - such as the information written on the skin of an unknown animal, or the yellow, hard, and brittle manuscript.

Ordinary magicians can only borrow copies at most, and even copies cannot be borrowed. They can only read on the terminal projected by the tower spirit, and some are not even allowed to copy. And the senior brother was able to lend the original document and bring it all the way here:

It is estimated that in addition to his own credibility, he may also be taking advantage of the teacher.

But it's worth it. The notes of high-level mages often include the imprints of their spiritual power that were unconsciously left at the moment they were recorded. It can be calm, intense, exciting, or frightening.

By experiencing these imprints, you can get several times, even dozens of times more information than simply reading the text——

However, except for the core disciples of a school, it is impossible for ordinary magicians to receive this kind of treatment. Even for him, it would be best for him to finish reading these materials as soon as possible and then hand them over to his senior brother and bring them back intact with the airship. It would be good for everyone.

Otherwise, the precious documents will be lost, and the senior brother and even the teacher will be disgraced.

Gretel dove into the paperwork and gnawed at it for two days in a daze. On the third night, I was finally dragged out by my senior brother:

"Don't be too busy reading! We're leaving tomorrow. Check your things and see what else needs to be replenished! If you miss this place, you won't have anywhere to buy it in the future!"

"Didn't I buy enough things... I bought enough things before setting off from Nevis, enough to last for several years..."

Grete mumbled and was carried out of the hotel. As soon as he went out, he saw Serreira, Linn, Bernard, and Mr. Barensimo lined up, standing there waiting for him. Cerela waved to him with a smile:

"Grete, come on! Let's go shopping! We found a very interesting store!"

Ah...okay. Tomorrow we will board the airship. The size of the airship is only a little bit big. It can accommodate a large group of people and also carry cargo. Gretel took a breath and stepped onto the street:

"Okay, let's go together!"

People were coming and going on the streets. After a little observation, Grete found that the direction of the flow of people was very purposeful:

Most of them were walking on the line between the port and the center of the town. There were also some people who were in a hurry, carrying bags and trailers, and walking to higher places outside the town. Looking up slightly, there was a very eye-catching airship parked on the flat ground at the top of the hill.

"What are they doing? Haven't they finished replenishing supplies?"

"Of course." Archmage Baierbo walked slowly with his hands behind his back:

"In addition to supplies, we also need to add some manpower. In particular, we are looking for some businessmen who are willing to open stores in the Eagle Country - or at least, do short-term acquisitions. Those in Nevis, alas..."

Grete nodded silently. Most of the businessmen who have been rooted in Nevis for a long time have their own customary import and export channels. On the contrary, these businessmen who have gone overseas to explore markets are more familiar with the situation in the New World and have more flexible business methods?

He just chatted with his senior brother for a few words before he was pulled forward by Serui. It's said to be shopping, but it's actually not that far away. Around the small square in the center of the town are the largest shops in the town:

"Mayflower" Tavern, the largest tavern in the town and the only three-story tavern;

The "Steel and Anchor" hotel, next to the tavern, had sailors who smelled of the sea coming in and out, singing loudly;

"Qianli Road" saddlery shop has a rather large yard behind the shop, and a row of stables on the edge of the yard. In addition, there is a special narrow fence, which makes it easier to shoe the horses and change their shoes after driving them in;

The "Mithril Rose" Hotel is the hotel where Grete and the others stayed. In fact, all spellcasters will be directed to this hotel after arriving in Waltham...

Gretel, on the other hand, was dragged by Cerela into the small street behind the "Mithril Rose". After three detours and two detours, we arrived at a warm house:

The three-story red brick house has clean walls and is surrounded by a rose hedge, forming a small courtyard. It's not early summer yet, and there are already dots of flowers poking out from the flower hedges, pink, white and light red, and lively.

"Is this a home? Doesn't it look like a shop?"

Gretel raised his head in the dusk and looked around. Serila had already pulled him forward, and after less than half a turn, there was a gust of wind carrying a scent that hit his nostrils. It was warm and rich, and made his stomach growl. Serila had already caught up two steps and shouted:

"Uncle Hawthorne! We are here to eat!"

"I'm coming!"

A tall man with black hair and black eyes walked out of the house quickly. He had deep eyebrows and a clean shave, with only a short black beard on his upper lip. He smiled warmly, leaned over and pushed open the low wooden door in the middle of the hedge, and Cerela jumped in eagerly.

Grete stopped at the entrance of the garden and looked up at the sign hanging high under the window sill on the second floor of the house:

"Flint and Jasmine..."

"Flint and Jasmine Adventure Supplies Store!" The man who came out to open the door said with a hearty smile:

"Yes, this is it! It sells all kinds of adventure supplies and has a small restaurant. My wife's cooking is delicious!"

Serila had already passed him by and rushed in quickly. After a moment, her cheers rang out in the kitchen:

"Apple pie! Honey grilled ribs! Red wine beef tongue! Crab cakes! Sister Jasmine, you are great! By the way, these are for you!"

Uncle Hawthorne, Sister Jasmine, what kind of self-taught names are these... Gretel just shook off his sweat when he heard bang, bang, bang, bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and unfamiliar exclamations, at the same time The kitchen sounded.

Gretel was startled, and the face of the shopkeeper, Uncle Hawthorne, changed, and he rushed into the kitchen in three steps at a time. He runs with a slight limp, but his speed is faster than Gretel:

"Jasmine! What's wrong with you? Ah!"

Grete followed closely. I saw seven or eight large blue lobsters crawling all over the ground, one by one, one by one, in front of Cerela. Serila was holding one in her hand, holding it high in front of her face, showing it to a young woman in her twenties:

"This is what I caught all afternoon! It's the biggest one!"

Gretel sighed silently. The lobster's two large claws were spread out, wider than her shoulders, and it was as tall as half a person from head to tail. The shrimp gun was hard and pointed upward, wrapped in a dense cold air. Just that energy fluctuation, level 5 Warcraft is guaranteed.

Serira, if you throw it out like this, you have to see if others can do it...

Unconsciously, he had said this. Serila turned back and gave him a white look:

"If you don't want to kill me, come and kill me! I can kill them all! I've killed them all, please ask Sister Jasmine to do it again!"

The tone is full of coquettishness. Grete smiled, and saw the "Sister Jasmine" wiped her hands on her apron, and calmly pulled out a sharp knife. He took the blue lobster with his other hand and slapped it on the chopping board. Naturally, tough vines wrapped around the big lobster:

"What can't be done? I just haven't seen such a big blue lobster in many years. They are hard to catch... Pretty girl, you go to the store and it will be ready in a moment! Do you want to do all of these? ?”

"Do it all! Let's eat together!" Cerira nodded vigorously. Ignoring what the landlady said behind her, "This is too expensive," she turned around like a whirlwind and dragged Gretel out of the kitchen:

"Grete, look! There are some gadgets here, they are so interesting!"

After leaving the kitchen and coming to the front hall, Gretel carefully observed the whole "Flint and Jasmine" room. With the main entrance as the boundary, the first floor is divided into left and right sides:

On the left hand side are three or four sets of tables and chairs, large and small, a wooden platform by the window, and a row of high round stools behind the wooden platform. Judging from the furnishings, it is obvious that it is a small restaurant, which can accommodate twenty or thirty people in total;

There is a long counter on the right, which is full of magic potions and magic scrolls commonly used by adventurers. But it wasn't these that caught Gretel's attention, but a small camp at the end of the counter, against the wall.

The camp was surrounded by a pile of pebbles, with fishing nets covering the top, creating a small independent world. A tent was propped up in the center, and runes loomed on the skin. Gretel glanced at it and saw many uses such as waterproofing, insect repellent, and warmth preservation.

The tent door curtain is opened, and when you look through the opening, you can see that there are all ground mats, sleeping bags, water bottles and other supplies inside. Outside the tent, there are also some strange-looking gadgets piled up:

After charging, it can emit steady strong light or a flashing tube;

A heating column that can emit light and heat within a certain range and keep you warm;

A small, portable version of a heat lamp;

Or maybe it's a round can engraved with fire heating runes...

"Oh, be careful about this!" Gretel was about to reach out to take it, but was stopped by Mr. Hawthorne:

"This is a high-pressure heating tank. There is nothing in it now. Don't open it! It will explode!"

"Did you invent all of these?" Gretel looked at the same thing with shining eyes. What a good thing! With these things, they don’t have to do everything by themselves when camping outside!

Although it's not impossible to do it yourself... But who doesn't want to be lazy when you can... It's a pity that I couldn't buy it in Nevis. Last time I came to Waltham, I left in a hurry and couldn't take a good stroll. visit……

"Yes!" Mr. Hawthorne laughed loudly:

"When I was an adventuring mercenary in the cold Northland, I wished I had these things! Now that I am a shopkeeper, I will try my best to create them, hoping to bring convenience to other adventurers! What do you think? Are you interested?"

"It's quite ingenious." The other hand took the jar from Gretel, turned it upside down, and looked at it carefully. Archmage Baierbo quickly looked around and nodded:

"Are you interested in taking another adventure? Find a new, interesting place to provide convenience for new adventurers?"

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