Ever since Levi led the ferocious wolf man battle group to repel the ferocious Cavans rat tide yesterday, the entire Zeelandia has fallen into a strange silence and restlessness.

Well, these two apparently opposite words do not conflict.

And for the first time, those female drows who suddenly had nothing to do did not run to the streets to solicit business.

To a certain extent, technical workers are probably the fastest in the world to master information about a place.

But they had also heard that Hogg, the bald jackal leader who came from nowhere, made a big fireball out of thin air and blew up the entire entrance to the waste pit in the West Mining Area. The Cavins rats buried behind it were like

It surged out like a tidal wave, but was counterattacked by those handsome jackals, who chopped melons and vegetables all the way into the Caverns Rat's lair. It made a river of blood flow, and finally killed the Cavens Rat family.

The old man and the young man were all rounded up.

And according to the words of the deputy gnoll commander, their boss actually planned to tame and breed these Cavins rats? I don’t know how many people’s eyes were opened at that time.

In fact, the Underdark has been developing for tens of thousands of years, and it’s not like no one has ever thought of this idea. However, creatures like Cavins are different from the weak and bully myconids. They are omnivores and can also dig holes.

Breeding costs and management difficulties are high.

The most troublesome thing is that this extremely timid creature will flee thousands of miles away to build another nest even if it detects natural enemies that it can't afford to offend, let alone being raised in captivity by predators? After being raised in captivity, they will not only lose their appetite

Decrease, leading to malnutrition, deterioration of coat color, and even stasis of mating desire

This made countless forerunners scratch their heads.

Therefore, many melon-eating people who know the inside story are waiting to see the joke of the bald jackal.

But before the joke could come that night, they first heard something that worried them.

It is said that after clearing out the Cavins Rats in the Western Mining Area, the gray dwarf Old Tiger, the president of the Gold Miners Brotherhood, took the initiative to look for the jackal Hogg. However, he was killed without even seeing the face of the bald wolf.

His deputy Hotz stopped him, saying that their boss had left all these trivial matters in his hands. As for where did Hogwolf go?

According to Hotz's stammering words,

He went into seclusion to practice

Everyone who has heard this sentence is confused. Why do they know several phrases but don’t know what they mean when they are put together?

Then a guy who worked as a ranger part-time said that this might be a rare profession called a monk, which requires you to exercise your body and will through various extreme methods all the time.

Then the former ranger saw a group of people looking at him like they were idiots.

After all, who has ever seen a monk being able to create a fireball, especially in this dark magic web area with chaotic magic?

In short, it seems that after a brief exchange of words with Hoz, the old dwarf Tiger became so angry that his beard stood straight up. He didn't even bother to say harsh words and left unhappily, leaving a group of tangled refugee miners looking at each other.

Therefore, this quiet night is destined to make people's hearts wander.

They know that the time for them to stand in line has finally come, and their brains hurt.

The dome gradually became brighter, and the clanging sound of barrels reminded the people of Zeelandia that it was time to move the mines.

Because it was still early, the light was still a little dim, and there was still a trace of the bloody smell after last night's fierce battle in the air, so Calvin George's mood also dimmed, like a lost person who couldn't see the way forward.

It's embarrassing to say that in his early years, Calvin was actually a level 7 mage who majored in illusion and a little bit in evocation. However, he could only be regarded as mediocre, but his mentor praised him as actually being a magician.

A genius, a genius with outstanding spiritual abilities.

It's a pity that in terms of spiritual attainments, the mentor has only scratched the surface from some broken Netherese scrolls, and often sighs at his talent.

He didn't know if the mentor's words were like the seeds left in his heart. After searching a lot of information, he found that if he wanted to systematically learn psychic powers, he might have to go to the Dark Territory.

Calvin would never dare to mess with the illithids, the giants of the psychic world. The Formians and Aboleths, who were also good at psychic abilities, would only regard him as food, so he could only set his target.

Those who were once the psychic slaves of the illithid, but later broke through the psychic shackles and escaped from the illithid city, became the masters of certain gray dwarves.

Although these gray dwarves who have awakened psychic powers may not know the specific training methods of psychic powers, they are the group with the most direct contact with psychic powers. Some gray dwarves have also awakened many innate psychic abilities. These valuable

Experience was precious to Calvin.

So he was obsessed with it, and as a level 7 illusion/level 3 evocation mage and/level 1 psychic warlock, he got involved in an adventuring party that specialized in reselling food and slaves in the Underdark.

The results are obvious.

They happened to encounter the drow who were fighting the psychic slaves, and were captured.

Calvin was lucky, because he was a weak illusion mage, and he looked good, so he was pulled over by the drow girls, and they asked him to continue to release something to make them happy in the process.

Fantasy, but it didn’t last for two months, and under the pressure day and night, no more drops could be squeezed out.

Even his spell level dropped drastically due to his mental trance.

When Calvin, who had become a scumbag, accidentally heard that the crazy drow were planning to feed him energy potions, he was so frightened that he fled from the sewers to the underground city of Zelandia overnight.

Came to this realm of the Dead Demon Network

So Calvin, a level 7 illusion/level 3 evocation wizard and/level 1 psionic wizard, once again fell to a level 1 psionic wizard.

There is an egg for level 1 psionic powers, and it can still be used to hypnotize little creatures like goblins.

But this is of some use!!!

"Zhuer Bichi! I, Calvin, will kill you sooner or later!!!"

That day, with tears streaming down his face, Calvin threw his staff angrily, put on his mining pick, and gloriously became an unknown miner as a member of the Zeelandia Gold Miners Brotherhood.

This lasted ten years

The mage Calvin also changed from a promising young mage to a middle-aged miner.

Maybe this day is also special in some way.

Calvin responded to the past and walked in a daze on the mottled gravel road. He found that most people were in a hurry and seemed to be gathering towards the Lemulu fish stall.

"Isn't Boss Remulu's fishery bankrupt? Is there something in stock again?" Calvin thought strangely in his heart, and he also sped off with some excitement.

Since the Lemulu fish stall ran out of stock, food prices across Zeelandia have soared at least four times in one day.

There is no way, who knows that the dried salted fish has dominated the mainstream food market here for three years. As a result, there is no sign of a shortage, which indirectly leads to the gray dwarves' increasingly reduced supply of gray bread being unable to meet the demand.

Many people, such as Calvin, who are weak humans with little food left, have been hungry since yesterday.

Just as they were approaching, Calvin heard the roar of the crowd:

"Which brother can read Common Language? Please help me read the article on this stone tablet! I will kindly sponsor half a piece of gray bread!"

""Employment Reward Policy for Didi Miners"! Fill in your resume and you will receive two pounds of fresh rat meat upon joining! Goddess of luck, is this true?"

"And more! As long as you turn in the first two hundred pounds of iron ore every day, you will be rewarded with two pounds of fresh rat meat! Why do I feel like a fool, or are these jackals stupid?"

"Not only!!! If you complete ten batches every day, which is two thousand pounds of ore! You will be rewarded with a big gift package! Ten pounds of rat meat! If you can complete it for 24 days in a row, you will be rewarded with a complete Caverns rat fur."

Zhang! This is going crazy!"

"But two thousand pounds a day is a bit impossible!"

"There's no rule against cooperation!"

"Yeah?"

People who were still questioning this reward policy saw a few early-rising mixed-blood goblins exchange two hundred pounds of iron ore for the promised two pounds of rat meat from the jackals.

The whole Zelandia is boiling

Not long after Calvin finally queued up to submit his resume, Hoge Mining's general manager Hotz came to him directly, slapped the poor former mage heavily on the shoulder, and asked with burning eyes:

"Psychic?"

"Only Level 1," Calvin, who was almost knocked down by a claw, said tremblingly, quite confused.
Chapter completed!