"The ancestors determined the stars just for you. Adjusting the distance between this planet and the stars can ensure that you, the newly created race, survive at the appropriate temperature."
Slann explained to Snorri that he knew that the main reason why the dragons in Ulthuan fell into sleep was also the same. The world was placed on a track suitable for young races, and this climate was not suitable for dragon activities.
"The giant spiritual vein networks allow us to call upon the power of the entire planet from the earth. The wind of magic exists in all things, and the earth has the most abundant reserves."
Snorri thought of the talent called "Windbound Earth". Many spellcasters have mastered the technique of inserting wands or arcane conductors into the earth to reduce the probability of spell errors.
"You need us to repair this set of things. Do you have a structural diagram?" Snorri didn't understand architecture and design, but he knew that even the master architects of Eternal Peak would not be able to understand this kind of high-end goods for a while. It will be difficult to deal with the arrival of the ancestors and gods.
"Look!" Slan raised his eyelids. He could also use Teclis's mirror spell. Snorri saw a floating spiritual vein core that was constantly rotating. It was a prism-shaped core on the tower. Things, many energy lines converge there.
"Are you sure?" Snorri walked around the light curtain. "Is this a spiritual spire or a spiritual core? Although I have never been there, I guess this thing must be found in Itaza or Hesiota, right?"
The time traveler reported the birthplace of two legendary lizardman lords in the previous life game. Itazha is the head of the cities, the place where the ancient saints first descended. The Venerable Croca sat here during his lifetime, and the mummy after his death was also Settled here.
Hesiota is the City of the Sun, which is very important in the spiritual network. It is also the northernmost temple city. Located at the junction of Lustria and Naggaroth, it is the first line of defense for the Lizardmen against the northern invaders. The most active and powerful second-generation demon toad, Mazda-Moody, rules her.
"Is it difficult?" Shi Lan shook his head. He clicked it again, and a relatively simple spiritual vein sequence structure emerged.
"This is the spiritual vein bridge tower that was once built on these ruins. Compared with the previous one, it can only restrain the power of spiritual veins better and prevent them from collapsing and disappearing." Snorri introduced while looking at Slan. With.
"I think this will work!" Snorri calculated the amount of work. Building this kind of bridge tower requires strength, knowledge and skills. When the lizard people were designed, they performed their own duties. Without a generalist, it really doesn't work. Easy to handle.
"I need relevant knowledge. I don't need to provide the original site ruins about the stars, but you have to provide them about the earth veins, otherwise the establishment will be in vain." Snorri made a conclusion after a brief inspection.
"Okay! Then I will go and meditate. If there is anything I need to mention to the skinks, I hope I can see the repair of the bridge tower when I wake up."
Eutrax is very happy. It does not have much related inheritance, and the youngest generation has not participated in the construction of the giant spiritual network. Since he chose to seek help from the dwarves, this fifth-generation Slann naturally would not begrudge the necessary resources.
The two Thoros brought several sets of gold plaques, and Snorri stroked them gently. Slan knew that most people could not understand the writings of the lizard men, so he threw the contents directly into Snorri's mind.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
The dwarf king grinned. The knowledge about the giant spiritual network was considered a top secret even when the ancient saints were still in this world. At that time, the lizardmen, as the eldest son of the ancient saint, were the most powerful among all clans, and their knowledge, ancestors and gods were beyond their reach.
But the wheels of history are rolling forward, and the old Shilandang is rolling forward and flying into the homes of ordinary dwarves. Now he has obtained a detailed information so easily, even if it is just the basic version, it is extremely precious.
The rune magic of the dwarves can be compared to obtaining water through condensation in the desert. It is stable but slow. A normal mage's spellcasting is like using water vapor in the air, which is greatly affected by changes in the magic wind reserves on the battlefield.
The giant spiritual network of the Slann people is like an underground river, and the buildings that guide and gather it are like wells. If Snorri could open another interface of his own from the giant spiritual network, the energy he would gain from it would be immeasurable.
But for now, Slan's affairs still had to be settled. Snorri's guards put down their weapons and began to survey and measure on the spot. Snorri himself had no architectural skills, and he planned to visit the Temple of Bones.
Everything about lizardfolk society is mysterious to any outsiders, and these cold-blooded species will kill any unwelcome visitor without mercy. And over the past thousands of years, it can be said that only a handful of them have been popular.
Snorri saw the lizardfolk's livestock pastures, where the skinks tended everything like human herders. Insects can feed the skinks, but the strong Thoros are carnivores, so in addition to hunting, breeding is also within their consideration.
Matching it is the meat storage hall located underground, which keeps the meat away from Kotago's wrath and keeps it in a relatively fresh state. Snorri waved his hand and added an order to his order.
What attracted him even more was that the lizard people actually knew how to brew fruit wine and had a complete production line of planting, pressing and brewing. This is really great news for the dwarves, even if the alcohol content is average.
Those people in Snorri who are greedy for the contents of the cup can live without meat, but they cannot live without wine. Previously, wine shipped from the Old World suffered a lot of unplanned wear and tear in addition to high shipping costs.
"What is this?" Snorri asked, looking at the nursery in front of him.
"They say these are herbal medicines. Certain types of jungle berries can be used to treat wounds and other skin diseases. Over there are mysterious bracken and jungle lotus, which are excellent medical plant resources."
Amazon Translator answered the boss's question, and Snorri nodded repeatedly. There should be a good market for this kind of medicine unique to the Southland in the old world. Both its actual effectiveness and scarcity will attract a large number of buyers.
"Xi!"
Snorri turned around half a circle, and suddenly smelled an alluring, strange and somewhat familiar smell. He took a deep breath, but he still couldn't identify it.
"Let's go and have a look over there!" Snorri followed the scent and walked towards the outskirts of the city.
"F*ck!" When Snorri quickly approached and looked at the stall in front of him, he couldn't help but spit out the national curse from his previous life.
This skink-run store is stocked with spices, from star anise and cinnamon to pepper, chilli and some cloves, cardamom and more.
"What about the Belt and Road Initiative here?" Snorri grabbed a handful and put it under his nose and sniffed.
