With the aid of the Mailman Crystal and the Naga mage, the importance of magic in military applications was evident. For large armies, the effect of a small "wind tunnel teleportation array," which consumes a significant amount of wind system mana, might be limited. But for a miniature combat organization like the citizen militia of Feilengcui, which always pursues elite warriors, the importance of the effect was immediately apparent.
As the saying goes, difficulties give rise to convenience. Using this small magic array, Liu Zhenhan brought back dozens of elderly, weak, women, and children from the Tauren tribe in one trip. To prevent these Tauren, who are used to living underground, from being uncomfortable in the sunlight, he specially gave them eye covers. Only when they came out of the magic array and arrived at Feilengcui did they realize that it was night on the surface. This measure was redundant. Discover more novels at N0velFire.ɴet
The nighttime Feilengcui was even more misty with lights, and the vast expanse of the surface world shocked the honest Tauren. Among them, only from the tribe elders, had they heard stories about Xiang Pa and the starry sky. However, after witnessing it, they realized that the stories passed down were nowhere near as shocking as seeing the world of their ancestors firsthand.
Some elderly Taurens fell on the ground, weeping bitterly.
Sometimes, we may not appreciate the things we see daily until we lose them forever and realize how important they were to our lives.
On the short path from the upper level dwellings to the conference hall, Liu Zhenhan made a new discovery - there were some graceful female snake maids shuttling back and forth in the corridor of the dwellings, carrying trays full of leisurely foods like coffee, tea, and pastries. These female snake maids did not even glance at Liu and the Taurens correctly. They merely raised their eyebrows and whispered, "Please make way."
Liu felt deeply embarrassed.
The scent of delicate food made a group of Tauren swallow salivally. These unfortunate tribe members, given that they can hardly afford to have any good food living underground, felt extremely hungry as they were exposed to such tempting food. A few young Taurens were continuously pushing their mothers, sucking their fingers, crying for food. The little ones received a slap from their mothers in response. A sympathetic Liu quickly stepped in to stop these angry mothers. {PS: Tauren all have two stomachs.}
A few maids from the Butterfly Clan were indeed startled when the overlord suddenly appeared - no one had expected that the overlord would secretly set up a teleportation magic array in the large earthen cave next to his bedroom. Liu Zhenhan stopped them from reporting to Elder Andulan. Instead, he told these butterfly maids to instruct the Halflings chefs to prepare a few tables of pot meals. Liu didn’t want to be drawn into that kind of pointless chit-chat. At this time, in the conference hall, Elder Andulan was receiving a group of short, foreign Beamons. Seeing that both sides were having a great chat, Liu Zhenhan didn’t go in to interrupt them. Instead, he was squatting at the entrance of the cave, smoking a cigar and squinting attentively at the pretty Snake-maid women. The canines underneath the Red Earth Highland detected the scent of outsiders, and their furious barking alerted the sensitive Emerald militiamen to rush over. Seeing a group of country-bumpkin-like Tauren and the overlord hanging out on the walking path outside the cave, the militiamen were a little stunned before quickly paying their respects.
"Damn, these Tauren are really tall and burly." Rovi stuffed his hands in his pockets, shaking his head in disbelief as he walked.
"Heh heh, Rovi, you’ve done well these past few days." Liu Zhenhan looked at the new Mastiff Warrior recruits with satisfaction. The stationed warriors have performed brilliantly these days. Thanks to Bellamy and Rovi’s training as well as the old warriors teaching them, the new Mastiff Warriors have grown significantly bolder. The saying goes "one mastiff is worth three wolves," and this isn’t an empty claim. When Liu left, the new Mastiff recruits show a timid and weak demeanor. After some time apart, their faces are now filled with fierce and uncontrollable expressions.
"What happened? What’s with the bruise?" The overlord asked, looking puzzled at the blue and purple bruise on Bellamy’s face.
"A few days after you left, the Medusas arrived one by one, and..." Bellamy smirked. "This injury on my face is from a few fights with their hooligans. They’re all Beamons like me, so I didn’t feel right playing dirty."
"He didn’t play dirty, and yet he managed to break a few of the opponent’s ribs." Korina tattled enthusiastically on the side with an expressive look.
"You scoundrel, what did you start fights for?" Liu Zhenhan asked Bellamy seriously.
"We host bonfire parties every day. Miss Cui Beixi is the main person in charge of leading the Medusas to migrate here, so she brought some Medusa snake-men to attend the party. Maybe because our Butterfly Clan women are too attractive, every time they dance, a Medusa boy always whistles. Bellamy didn’t like it, so he challenged them to a group fight." Korina laughed mischievously. "And as the result, many of them had to be carried back on stretchers."