Chapter 19
Gu Liangyi has lived in the south since he was a child, and the average height of the boys around him is mostly around 1.75 meters.
He was a few centimeters above average and was quite happy with it.
...Until he came to Mo University to study.
From then on, he was surrounded by a group of tall and strong northern guys who were 850+ or even 855+ cm tall. Even Yi Yan, the only one who was from the south like him, was 1.89 meters tall, half a head taller than him.
Every time Gu Liangyi walked on campus, he felt like he was going to be drowned and completely lost confidence in his height.
And when he and Zhuge Xiao came to the principal's office together and saw with his own eyes these elves from another world, each of whom had long legs at least 1.9 meters tall and were so handsome that they broke through the sky, he was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.
The otherworldly beauty of the elves has a huge impact on humans.
Especially the one in the lead, a male elf who is an elven priest.
Hearing the noise coming from the door, the white-haired elf who was sitting on the sofa in the principal's office and talking with Zong Qinyuan looked up at them, revealing a pair of golden eyes that were as sacred and quiet as a god descending from heaven.
There was a strong inhuman aura about him, with his upper body dressed in a soft garment of silver silk-like material, which shone as dreamy as the Milky Way. Several thin vines were twisted into a belt that showed off his narrow waist, and his long legs were wrapped in white material. His body proportions were as good as those of a top supermodel on Earth.
But unlike humans, his pupils are not round.
Its shape was more like a golden Möbius strip that was slightly darker than the pupil. When being stared at by this pair of gorgeous and strange eyes, Gu Liangyi actually had the illusion that he was being sucked in.
It took him several seconds to come back to his senses, and then he noticed that the beautiful elf also had a pale white crystal the size of a quail egg embedded in the middle of his forehead.
Despite their stunning looks and slender figures, these elves all have an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
Because no one could ignore the several huge wild beast heads in their hands. Each of them was a ferocious beast that humans had never seen before. Compared with their fangs, even tigers would probably be inferior.
The elf priest sat on the sofa, looking sideways at Gu Liangyi, and slowly uttered a beautiful and pleasant syllable from his thin lips as light as cherry blossom pink.
Although Gu Liangyi didn't understand, he could roughly guess from the elf priest's expression that the other party was greeting him.
"Hello," he responded, thinking for a moment and then bowing hurriedly.
The elf priest smiled, turned his head and said a few words to Zong Qinyuan.
Zong Qinyuan nodded seriously: "You are right."
Gu Liangyi: "...Principal Zong, how did you understand?"
"Oh, I almost forgot," Zong Qinyuan said to the elf priest, "Can you give him a mark like that? Otherwise, it will be very troublesome in the future if we don't communicate with each other in the language."
The elven priest raised his eyebrows, seemingly in agreement.
He waved to Gu Liangyi, who walked up to him without knowing why and bowed politely.
Unexpectedly, the elf priest lowered his head and kissed the tips of his index finger and thumb, then raised his hand and gently pressed it on Gu Liangyi's lips.
Feeling the cold touch on his lips, Gu Liang opened his eyes wide in an instant.
He covered his mouth, stumbled back two steps, and his whole body turned red from his ears to his cheeks in an instant.
"Don't think too much about it," Zhuge Xiao hurriedly pulled him aside, obviously having had similar experiences before, "Don't worry, this is just a special... uh, God's blessing ceremony."
"It's the great beast god Ansel." The elven priest corrected.
Gu Liangyi found that he could suddenly understand what the other person was saying, even though they were still using the language of their respective races.
This wonderful way of communication made him temporarily forget what happened just now. After thinking about it, Gu Liangyi decided to ask the other party's name first: "Mr. Priest, what should I call you?"
"Yang," the elf priest replied, "Elves don't have names. Yang means river in our language. I don't mind you calling me that, but please remember to add the title of priest."
"Okay, Priest Yang." Gu Liangyi replied immediately.
Zong Qinyuan briefly introduced the purpose of the elves' visit. It turned out that the mechanism that accidentally caused the death of their advance team members was made by the elves. They wanted to use the mechanism to hunt wild beasts in the forest for sacrifice to the beast god, but they didn't expect to cause accidental injuries. So Priest Yang brought these animal heads as an apology to compensate them.
"Where is that team member?" Gu Liang asked Zhuge Xiao in a low voice.
"The principal asked him to stay out of the spotlight for a while and not be discovered by the elves."
Zhuge Xiao also answered him in a whisper.
Gu Liangyi showed a somewhat strange expression. Although he knew that what Principal Zong did was right, but listening to the conversation between Priest Yang and Zong Qinyuan, they seemed to be very interested in Mo Da and wanted to send elves to teach them magic.
Speaking of which, not to mention that Desert University is really going to become a replica of Hogwarts, if that team member is found alive and well by them in the future, will it really not matter?
"Let me confirm one last time, is what you said true?"
I don’t know what topic he talked about with Zong Qinyuan, but Priest Yang’s expression suddenly became serious. His body leaned forward slightly, and even the three fingers on the armrest of the sofa were curled up tightly.
——That’s right, elves only have three fingers.
"It is absolutely true," Zong Qinyuan said in a deep voice, "Please believe that I am not lying, Priest Yang, if you confirm that antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs are equally effective on the elves, we are absolutely capable of helping you solve this problem that has plagued the tribe for thousands of years."
After hearing this, Gu Liangyi finally understood.
It turns out that Principal Zong was planning to use Earth's medicines in exchange for the elves, leaving several elves at Desert University to teach students magic and obtain information about the other world from them!
This method is quite good.
The most important thing is that the elves came to us on their own initiative.
Gu Liang saw that Principal Zong had tried to probe Priest Central several times with his words, but Priest Central seemed to be completely unaware of the confrontation between civilizations from other worlds, nor did he know anything about the strange phenomena such as light screens and whirlpools. He was simply interested in the various medicines carried by the advance team, so he slowly put his mind at ease.
For Mo Da now, having an ally from another world who has no ill will towards them is the best news that could not be found.
And now that the language problem has been solved, they can finally enter the fortress boldly, so Yi Yan doesn't have to stay in the city alone and fight alone.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuge Xiao poked him with his arm.
Gu Liang suddenly realized: "I was thinking about Brother Yi..."
Noticing that everyone in the room was staring at him, Gu Liang added hurriedly, "I mean, I was wondering how Yi Yan is doing now... I..."
"Okay, I know what you want to say," Zong Qinyuan smiled and shook his head, "First we have to find out the situation in the city. We will definitely send someone to pick him up, but based on the current situation, the time of the next action cannot be determined."
"But……"
Zong Qinyuan watched Gu Liangyi lower his head in disappointment, sighed, turned to look at Priest Yang, and took the opportunity to say: "Priest Yang, you have also seen that one of our young men is now isolated and helpless in the city, but we don't know the specific situation here... What are you looking at?"
Priest Yang was holding a teacup, watching the tea leaves floating in the hot water with curiosity like a child.
This was the scented tea that Zong Qinyuan had specially brewed to entertain them.
The reason for not choosing other teas is very simple: they are afraid that the tea is too bitter and the elves cannot get used to it.
After hearing Zong Qinyuan's words, he put down the teacup.
"If you allow me to bring some of these leaves back to my tribe, I will be happy to answer your questions."
Priest Yang said seriously.
The other elves also held disposable paper cups and nodded silently.
Zong Qinyuan was silent for a moment, then he held his forehead and smiled, "Actually, I don't have much scented tea in stock in my office..."
"Really?" Priest Central was obviously disappointed.
But then Zong Qinyuan smiled and changed the subject. It was obvious at first glance that he was a workplace veteran who was used to the tactic of first suppressing and then praising: "However, my colleague also has a collection of top-quality scented tea. I'll go ask him and see if he can share some with him." For the sake of information, he had to share it even if it wasn't distributed.
Priest Yang's brows relaxed: "That's great."
Apparently, the elves quite like the fragrance of scented tea.
Next, Priest Yang answered almost all of Zong Qinyuan's questions.
After hearing his narration, everyone in the principal's office finally understood what the crystals that the instructor had seized from the Goblin Mage were:
That is the source of magic power for mages, the magic crystal they regard as their heart.
The magic crystal stores all the magic power in their body. Once the magic crystal is destroyed, the wizards will not die immediately, but they will never be able to use magic again.
For the superior mages, this was obviously more shameful than killing them.
In this land, depriving a wizard of his crystal is basically equivalent to murder.
However, after a wizard dies naturally, his magic crystals will dissolve. However, the crystals left behind by unnatural deaths contain the essence of the wizard's magical power throughout his life. This has led to the emergence of many fallen wizards on the continent who specialize in hunting their own kind.
They use magic crystals as currency to trade with each other, and most of their methods are extremely cruel.
Zhuge Xiao muttered, "So there are more normal people here. It feels like we have won the jackpot."
Although Gu Liangyi didn't say it out loud like him, he also thought so.
The scene that Yi Yan encountered when he first entered the city almost became his nightmare. Those malicious and evil looks and the endless curse words made Gu Liangyi almost think that this was the full picture of the civilization of another world.
In fact, in this land called Ansel Continent, there are two different forces:
The most populous is the Holy Territory of Ferma, which is made up of several different human kingdoms. They have established a magic guild to jointly manage mages and study magic.
The other is the Far Mist Forest where the elves live.
This forest occupies two-thirds of the entire continent and is inhabited by hundreds of different races, including orcs, elves, goblins, and goblins.
"What about the fortress near the forest?" Zhuge Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Whose side are they on? Or a third party?"
"Generally speaking, orcs and humans will not live together in the same area," Priest Central sighed, lowering his head to take a sip of scented tea, "Anywhere the Undead appear, all races will stay away. You are unlucky to have moved to the most dangerous and chaotic area on the entire continent."
When Zong Qinyuan introduced Mo Da, he told the elves that they were relocated humans from other continents and did not mention anything about the other world.
"It was originally the site of the altar of the Dark Temple. Three thousand years ago, the demon god Seris established the Dark Dynasty there and ruled the continent for more than five hundred years. During that time, all living things were devastated and ordinary races were equivalent to the most humble beasts in the eyes of mages. Vicious curses such as death row slaves were also developed at that time."
Priest Central did not introduce his age, but he said that the lifespan of elves is much longer than that of humans.
When he recounted this history, his voice was calm, and the sound, as clear as the sound of spring water hitting rocks, inexplicably gave people a sense of desolation.
"After Seris was sealed, the fallen wizards found the blueprints he left behind and rebuilt the fortress city on the ruins of the altar. Although they regard the wizards of the Magic Guild as their mortal enemies, no kingdom will easily provoke them if there is no conflict of interest."
Gu Liangyi asked: "What is the name of this city?"
Priest Yang put down his teacup, stood up and looked into his eyes.
"Morton Mechanical City."
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