Sword and Magic and Taxi

One week, one month, one season, one year, Zhao Mai did not leave the Doomsday Volcano for a second. ?? Bayi? Chinese W? W ㈠ W. 81ZW. COM He reads books, studies history, compiles notes, and performs complex calculations on the ice, a calculation that no one can understand. Sometimes, he uses neural networks to transfer the computational load to the gardener dragon and the newly hatched ghost ship. After each calculation, the gardener dragon would run to Xiaohua crying, saying that the host had bullied them, showing them something they didn't understand, and forcing them to work.

Xiao Hua also didn't understand what Zhao Mai was doing. Even if Zhao Mai passed her own understanding to Xiao Hua using the Druid method, she couldn't understand it. "I am studying how the two histories are superimposed, that is, the relationship between the parallel worlds. I have to find out what is wrong with my body." Zhao Mai scratched his head and said helplessly: "I haven't completely Understand, so the insights passed to you may not be understood either."

"Then you stay here forever?"

"As long as I approach the door and have the idea of ​​going out, I feel dangerous." Zhao Mai said: "You know that my mind is not clever. I only rely on feelings to get to this day. I believe in the feeling of storing food. I believe in your feelings, and I have to believe in my feelings. If you want to ask me exactly what I gave birth to, then I really can’t tell you. Maybe you need to stay with me and wait for me.”

Xiaohua nodded. It seems that Zhao Mai has nothing abnormal except for not leaving the Doomsday Volcano. Whether it is the natural force or the psychic powers, it is also very stable. If Xiaohua has to say something unusual, there is only one thing: Zhao Mai becomes a little nagging (the word she learned from Zhao Mai), and from time to time she will say something logically strange, very similar It is the prophet or shaman of the world of Glarion-there are memories of them in the tree of comprehension.

Zhao Mai is equivalent to temporarily setting up his home in the Doomsday Volcano, which is definitely an unusual residence. The endless power of destruction and the terrible will to end everything always surround Zhao Mai, and no one can fall asleep here. Fortunately, Zhao Mai can regain his spirit and physical strength without sleeping, so he can use the time saved to think. In this way, time slowly passed, year after year, twelve years later, Zhao Mai still locked himself in the doomsday volcano, looking for the result he had always wanted.

Because of the effect of the immortal potion, Zhao Mai, Xiaohua and the reserve grain have not changed, but Aragorn is different. This is the second time he has come to Doomsday Volcano since he became a king, with only one purpose, to visit his old friend who has kept him here for twelve years.

He is already a beloved and successful king, and both Gondor and Rohan have benefited from it. The people's living standards continue to improve, and the society is up and down and prosperous. "This is not due to you alone. Legion Bread has solved your food problem, and the end of the war has reduced your military expenditures, allowing you to devote greater strength to the people's livelihood." Zhao Mai spoke bluntly to the king. , Said: "The orcs settled down in the southern part of Mordor, and there was no Sauron to force them to fight. In fact, the orcs didn't have to kill other races. Xiaohua told me that they would go to the arena to fight when their hands were itchy. It is also a way to solve the urge to fight. So, if you want the land south of Mordor, or continue to build a fortress on the border, I advise you to save the province."

"You speak much stronger than the words you wrote on the letter. I don't seem to offend you, right?"

Zhao Mai snorted and nodded: "The elves are basically gone, and the remaining two hands can be counted. Frodo and the others also left and went to Villino with Gandalf. These sad things You sent a messenger to tell me the news. Why don’t you offend me? In this world, you can rest assured that you don’t need to slap you up, that is, I am, so just accept it."

"Haha, that's what I said." Aragorn said: "I'm here to tell you something, can you increase the production of Legion bread? I need more mouths to feed."

"Bah, you are so embarrassed to say. My legion bread is calculated based on your population, and the richer you are, the less legion bread is. I have already told you the truth. Don’t you know what happened to Sauron back then? Did you eat the bread well, and you would be finished as soon as you cut off the confession. Do you want your Gondor to end up there? I will increase the quantity for you that will hurt you."

"Are you sure you are right?"

Zhao Mai rolled his eyes and pointed at the volcanic rock wall with his finger: "Look at the things on it. If you can understand what I am doing, even if it is close to my calculation level, I have all the food in your country. For so many years, I Thousands of gardener dragons help me to share the calculation pressure, I will make a mistake? But you, after becoming a king, lack motivation?"

"That's not true. Arwen doesn't see anyone starving, but poverty always exists."

"Arwen, your elven wife?" Zhao Mai scratched his head, turned his eyes upwards, pinched each other's fingers, and pretended to be a few seconds later and said: "I just recalculated again, yes. You said poverty is always Exist, but that is your citizen, you have to do your duty. The legion bread I give you is definitely enough. If you continue to increase, only three things will be added: dependence, laziness and corruption. I think the third This is the most likely to be. You are the king, hasn’t your sword killed for a long time? The holy sword Nasir... can you show me? I haven’t seen it since the recast~www.NovelMTL.com~ Of course you can. But you better be careful, it is very sharp." Aragorn took the sword off his waist and handed it directly to Zhao Mai. "Seriously, the forging skills of the elves are really good. I can't see that it was just a fragment."

With a scream, the sword is out of its sheath, and the light is like a glow. Nasir's holy sword is really extraordinary! Zhao Mai gently stroked the spine of the sword with his hand, and suddenly felt a pain in his fingers, and blood dripped. "There is a problem with the workmanship of this sword. There are burrs on the surface? I am not touching the blade, but the smooth blade. Where did I cut me?"

Zhao Mai looked at the wound on his finger, the power of regeneration has made it heal quickly. At this moment, the twelve-year problem finally assembled the last piece of the answer puzzle.

He sheathed the long sword and returned it to Aragorn, and said, "Thank you for coming to see me. I finally understand why I have to stay in this crater. The Supreme Lord of the Ring is afraid of here, just like it used to be in Nasir. The fear is the same in the fragments of the sword."

"The Supreme Lord of the Rings, isn't it already falling?"

"Yes." Zhao Mai said: "But I am the next Supreme Lord of the Rings."