The four returned to Reston in mid-November.
The settlement grew significantly larger due to the influx of people from Langhua and Kantun.
However, looking around, it always seems messy and chaotic.
The low shacks not only face different directions, but the moss on their roofs also varies in age, giving no sense of being lined up in rows.
Yun Wei looked somewhat embarrassed and then at Qin Lushu and Joseph, saying, "Next, we'll start by building the workshop and the town hall."
Qin Lushu waved his hand, "It's alright for me. After all, education isn't something that can be done in a day or two. If you want to do something well, you must first have the right tools. Let's build the workshop first."
The seats had been reserved in advance.
The industrial area is located near the southern coast, facilitating connections to land routes and future ports for importing raw materials and exporting goods.
Although it will be a long time before Reston is able to export trade goods.
The city hall was located west of the industrial zone, where information was readily available and could easily reach the entire Icebird Territory.
Yunwei planned to leave the open space west of the city hall to Hildegard and the children.
The commercial and entertainment districts are planned for the northern part of the territory, which is closer to the Gate of the Wasteland and will be in close cooperation with the Adventurers' Guild.
As soon as they reached the village entrance, Robert and Coro, who were chatting against the fence, immediately ran over.
Yun Wei noticed that the poor village official probably already knew Isaac's identity as a "tyrant" from the lord, and looked at him with some fear.
He found it amusing and quickly introduced the group to each other.
“Later, another ascetic will join Reston, and I would like to ask her to teach the children,” he added.
With education, science, and culture all in place, Reston finally had a decent future.
“You are truly charming, Your Excellency,” Robert flattered, then changed the subject, “But where do you intend to establish your lord’s castle?”
This refers to the lord's residence in Yunwei, used for daily living and entertaining guests.
Yun Wei had never really thought about this question.
He had been wandering for too long, and a portable mode of transportation like a cloud boat was the most suitable for him.
So he countered, “Do I really need to build a fortress? I can carry everything with me, and given the current situation, I’ll probably be traveling most of the year.”
“Of course, which lord doesn’t have a fortified estate…” Robert said, his voice gradually fading, because he himself felt it wasn’t very convincing.
Yun Wei is not only a secular lord, but also an extremely powerful professional.
How precious is a magician's time!
The other party certainly doesn't have much energy to deal with mundane matters.
However, Qin Lushu said, "You should indeed build one, even if it's not large. That way people will feel at ease."
Joseph nodded. "Don't worry, I can assist you with the design, teacher."
On the way to Reston, Yunwei had already formally accepted this diligent and studious student.
Koro added, "Spring comes late in Reston, and there are plenty of people available now. You can let them do what they need to do."
Yun Wei is about to be persuaded.
He finally looked at Isaac, who was also quite agreeable. "I want a sword practice room. Also, remember to make the kitchen spacious. The cloud boat is nice, but you can't put an oven on it."
Since everyone had expressed their approval, the magnanimous lord naturally had no reason to object. He cleared his throat and said, "Then it's settled."
But he stopped abruptly after uttering only a few syllables and turned away abruptly.
At this moment, not only Yun Wei, but everyone felt the negative emotions from the deepest part of their hearts.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the southern grasslands, tearing the grass apart. The icy, biting wind carried away all warmth. And after the strong wind passed, there was a deathly silence.
At the southernmost horizon, a thick, inky fog appeared and rapidly began to spread in their direction.
Black is the color of death, and also the color of nothingness.
Beneath that all-encompassing darkness, all light was swallowed up, and all living beings perished.
Yun Wei immediately roared at the still-stunned village official, "Koro, go ring the bell and call everyone to the livestock shed!"
"Yes, yes, sir," Coro stammered, and scrambled away.
Yun Wei then turned to the rest of the group, who were still in shock. His face was ashen, and he said in a hoarse voice, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Lord of the Abyss who has personally descended."
"W-what?! The Lord of the Abyss?... Protected by the Lord of Radiance, what the hell is that?" Robert's eyes widened immediately.
"Stop talking nonsense, we need to hurry over there too." Yun Wei lifted the cloak in front of him, glancing back at the approaching black mist as he ran towards the agreed meeting point.
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The term "village official" (村官) is derived from the word "revere" (臤臤), which means "obedience" or "reverence."
Among the generally confused and ignorant villagers, Koro's prestige was probably no less than Yunwei's.
The bronze bell rang, its tone dull and muffled.
This is the death knell of the apocalypse, but it is also a signal that guides everyone to drop everything and assemble immediately.
When the group arrived near the livestock shed, the vacant farmland was already crowded with nearly a thousand terrified villagers. They huddled together, and some of the closer ones even brought over wooden beds from their sheds.
Even more people from far away are bringing their families and gathering here.
The air was thick with pollution, and chaos reigned.
The half-turned ground was muddy and filthy because of the frost melting, burying many chicks that had been trampled to death by the crowd in the chaos.
The barn was packed with sheep and cattle that were being hurriedly herded in, bleating noisily and scrambling to stick their heads out of the fence.
After Yun Wei stood still, his mental energy spread out instantly, and he immediately released "Wind Guidance" and "Wall Raising Technique".
Blue and yellow magic patterns spread outwards from his feet.
The blue wind stalks swept over the haystacks outside the distant barn, dragging bundles of hay and logs over and spreading them along the edge of the open space, which was about the size of a sports field.
The earthen wall surrounding the hay trembled violently, and the half-meter-high earthen wall materialized from the void.
Those who were still on the outskirts and arrived late helped each other climb in, panting on the dry hay.
“Sir, this wall is so low, it probably won’t stop anything at all,” Robert shouted.
Yun Wei frowned and casually explained, "I know, I'm just defining a coordinate system."
Everyone has a force field.
Even the faintest of things will exist.
With so many people gathered together, their emotions nearly collapsing and out of control, it was difficult for him to control the range of his spells in such a chaotic environment.
If we're not careful, all the villagers will become complete idiots.
Therefore, he had to first draw a line with his eyes to define the boundaries, and then use the pure element of earth to further define the scope.
The black mist on the horizon might take some time to spread, and he didn't know what would happen next, but he already had several spells ready in his hand.
It should be noted that he is most proficient in water and necromancy, followed by fire, while earth and ice magic are the least familiar to him.
"Coordinate system? What's that?" Robert was about to ask further, but found all his colleagues glaring at him, so he could only awkwardly cover his mouth.
Yun Wei closed his eyes.
His spiritual power continued to extend outward, but this time it was directed towards the sky, hundreds of meters high.
There was clearly nothing there, just emptiness.
Isaac leaped onto the roof of the barn and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet!"
The knight used his fighting spirit, and his voice carried far and wide.
This might be some kind of light-based combat technique, containing an unbreakable belief that forces one to calm down.
The thick, black fog spread extremely quickly.
In that brief moment, the world was plunged into complete darkness, with only hastily lit torches burning silently.
Everyone silently watched the last remaining torch; its slowly flickering flame was the only source of light in the entire space.
An unexpected and rare tranquility, breathtaking.
As a gust of cold wind blew by, the torch went out inexplicably.
Yun Wei, who suddenly opened his eyes, clearly saw that the blue smoke from the torch was rising vertically.
So he looked up and gazed at the dark sky.
Everything seemed the same.
Three-thousandths of a second later, a curtain of azure water suddenly opened, enveloping the entire venue.
Just as the water curtain opened, a black droplet the size of a cow landed heavily on its surface, pressing it downwards.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar that made one's eyes spin followed.
Within the azure aura of the elements, one could see an ominous blackness merging into the water curtain, slowly spreading along its surface.
The water element has been contaminated.
The water curtain was also contaminated.
The water curtain, stained black, lost its luster, leaving only a dirty, dark color.
Everyone's heart was gripped tightly.
They all thought at the same time that if such terrible water fell directly on their bodies, how could they possibly survive?
That was only the first one.
Countless jet-black dewdrops fell like hail, each one carrying astonishing force and a nauseating stench that even a magical water curtain couldn't block.
There is no way to avoid it, no way to escape it.
The whole world is being forced to endure a baptism from the abyss.
As the halo dimmed further, the crowd, which had finally managed to calm down, immediately descended into chaos again.
A child, whose parents were unknown, suddenly cried out, "Daddy! Mommy! I'm so cold!"
People then realized that even the temperature had plummeted as the Black Dew fell.
A chilling sound of collapse came from afar; the shack had turned to dust in the deadly low temperatures.
chaos!
After a brief moment of silence, the crowd in the darkness descended into complete chaos!
"Start a fire! Start a fire quickly!" someone shouted immediately.
Does anyone have flint?
"Damn it! I don't have any straw here!"
"Don't move! Stay where you are, I am a fire mage!" Joseph's shout was a roar that drowned out all the screams.
The magician, standing still, seemed oblivious to this.
He remained looking up, gazing at the extremely dark sky.
There seemed to be countless eyes watching from the shadows, but rationally speaking, this was clearly just his illusion.
In his perception, the continuous black dew had gradually frozen over, though he didn't know when it started.
They transformed into a vast, endless expanse of black snow.
This was the first snow they had been waiting for.
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