Watching Hill's carriage leave, Mag poured herself another cup of tea. Watching the heat rising slowly in front of her eyes, she squinted her eyes slightly and squinted at a big tree not far away.
A figure leaned against the big tree, peering in this direction vaguely.
This man had been around for a while, and Mag quickly noticed him due to his unprofessional tracking.
Wearing a complete set of black clothes and a hat in broad daylight, all he had to do was write "I am a spy" on his forehead to identify himself.
"An enemy is here? Or are you targeting me to make a fortune?" Mag raised his eyebrows. Judging from the induction, it should be a human with a strength of around level 6, obviously coming for him.
There was too little information, and Mag couldn't deduce anything.
The man in black stood behind the tree for a while, lowered the brim of his hat and turned to leave.
Mag thought for a moment and did not choose to follow.
Level 6 strength can't even break through the restaurant's automatic defense, so it poses no threat.
Since he comes to visit during the day, he will most likely take action at night, so wait until night to see what he wants to do.
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In a deserted alley, three men in black clothes wearing black hats gathered together, a tall and thin man, a short and fat man, and a muscular man.
"Boss, have you really stepped up? We are going to make a big deal this time. As long as we succeed, the three of us will have nothing to worry about." The thin man whispered.
"Nonsense, let me take action. When has there ever been a problem? As long as Fatty's news is correct, there really is an artifact in the store that can make super delicious grilled fish. We will definitely succeed tonight." Corbill looked confident. ’s smile.
"It's definitely true. I watched with my own eyes as the boss took out pieces of delicious grilled fish from the black artifact!" The fat man nodded with determination, and said with a nostalgic smile on his face: "That smell It's so delicious, and one piece costs 2,500 copper coins. There are so many people ordering it. As long as we can get this artifact, we can just lie down and collect money every day, and we can also eat delicious grilled fish every day. "
"Eat, eat, eat. I'm already so fat that I only know how to eat." Cowbill patted the fat man on the head, with a smile on his lips. "When I have money, I will drink the strongest wine and ride the wildest rides." woman!"
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"One, two, three..."
When the business ended at noon, Mag looked at Gina who was happily counting mud shells in the corner, and couldn't help but ask: "Gina, why do you collect so many mud shells? You can't eat so much even as a midnight snack, right? ?”
Jina stared at Mag for a while before understanding what he meant. She pointed at the mud shell, then pointed at her mouth, waved her hand to show that it was not for her to eat, and gestured like a fish tail: "My tribe, they, eat."
It took Mag a long time to understand what Jina meant. It turned out that these mud shells Jina had prepared for fish people like her. It seemed that she wanted them to have the ability to breathe on land.
However, Jina couldn't even tell where she came from, and she didn't know where her home was. No matter how much mud shells she hoarded, she probably wouldn't be able to give them to her compatriots.
Moreover, what makes Mag more curious is, wouldn’t it be great for fishmen to live in the sea?
There are no territorial disputes, there is freedom and there is an inexhaustible supply of all kinds of fish, so why go to the mainland to compete with other ethnic groups for living space.
"Sister Jina can't speak or write, but she can draw. Why not let her communicate with us through drawing?"
Amy walked over with the ugly duckling in her arms and asked curiously.
"Yeah, that's a good idea." Mag's eyes lit up. With such a simple method, he didn't expect that children could actually find the simplest and most effective method.
"Gina, if you want to tell me something, just draw it out directly." Mag took a pen and paper and handed it to Gina, then gestured and said.
Simple daily communication can be carried out using body language, but slightly more complex conversations between races with completely different worldviews are obviously impossible to carry out using body language.
Jina's eyes lit up as she looked at the pen and paper, and she picked up the pen awkwardly. Under Mag's guidance, she quickly learned how to control her strength to draw lines on the paper without directly breaking the pen or puncturing the paper.
Jina sat at the table, and everyone in the restaurant gathered around her curiously.
Everyone is quite curious about Jina's life experience, but due to the inability to communicate verbally, they still haven't figured out where and why Jina came from after so many days.
Jina thought for a moment and started drawing.
Fish-men with fish-like bodies and tails quickly appeared in her writing. They gathered around a circular, altar-like high platform. In the center of the altar, there was an old fish-man wearing a robe, who seemed to be presiding over the ceremony. What a solemn and mysterious ceremony.
Although it was the first time to draw with a pen on paper, Jina's painting was surprisingly good. Although some details were reduced for the sake of speed, the simple outlines still made people feel the dense mermaids and the solemnity of the scene. feel.
"There are so many mermaids, what are they doing? Are they praying for pie in the sky?" Amy knelt down on another chair and asked curiously as she looked at the picture.
"It looks like it is indeed a very large mermaid group." Mag thought thoughtfully. Although there were only a dozen mermaids drawn on the paper, the more wavy lines represented should be densely packed mermaids.
Jina did not explain, but quickly started to draw the second picture.
A beam of light appeared above the altar, and then images began to be projected in the sky, and the faces of the mermaids showed expressions of surprise.
"Is it divine revelation?"
Elizabeth exclaimed softly, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Divine enlightenment?" Everyone looked at Elizabeth curiously.
"What is that? Sister Elizabeth." Amy asked.
"It is said that on the continent of Nolan, there is a supreme god. Among the various tribes, the elves worship the god of life, the forest troll tribe worships the god of strength, and the orc tribe worships their respective totem gods. No one I have seen God, but occasionally divine revelations come to the world, so there are still many people who firmly believe in the existence of God," Irina explained.
Jina couldn't understand the conversation, so she didn't explain it, but started to draw the next picture.
The chaotic scene of Shenqi was frozen, and a restaurant appeared on the screen, with a young man standing in front of the restaurant.
"Isn't this Father? There is also our restaurant!" Amy shouted softly.
Everyone looked at the painting with shocked faces, full of disbelief.
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"Why don't you just show a slide show and make a fuss?"
The system murmured.
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