The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 311 Our Walls Are Airtight

“Serious business, the little machine the dwarf uses, the one that makes a ticking sound.

I have asked about it. How did that thing transmit messages from the Snow Peak Mountains to your Cattail City? I won't ask how it did it. I just want to know, can that thing really transmit messages that far?"

"That's called a telegraph. It relies on radio waves to transmit messages. There's nothing that can't be said.

As for the distance, I haven't tried the maximum distance yet, but there is no problem at all in transmitting messages between Cattail City, Snowtop Mountains and Golden City."

Without a systematic lighting up of the electrical skill tree and the matching component manufacturing process, it doesn’t matter if the principle is known. Feng Yu is not worried at all about the leakage of this principle.

What surprised Cromwell was not only the distance, but the size of the thing. It could be placed on an airship and even carried by one person. The key point was that it could be used while moving.

"The Plane War is about to begin. If such machines are distributed on a large scale, it will be of great significance to the transmission of information."

Feng Yu smiled and said, "I say the same thing. If you are interested, I can give you one. But if it is something else, whoever needs it can talk to us. You are a Dharma Sage, not an emperor."

"That's right. One more thing, did you get any magic equipment in the Golden City?"

Feng Yu was stunned and asked, "What magic equipment?"

"Stop acting, kid. It's not like all the people in Golden City are dead. There's no such thing as a wall that's impenetrable!"

Feng Yu touched the cold cement wall and said, "It seems that the walls of our building are not leaky at all."

Cromwell: “…”

"Don't talk nonsense, kid. No one is stupid. There is no dimensional passage in the Golden City. Add to that the descriptions of the Sand People in the Golden Empire, and we can probably deduce something.

Legend has it that a great undead lord in the underworld once created a set of magical equipment that gave the living the power to create and control the undead, possessing supreme power.

The Holy Sword and Holy Ring of the Dead are in your hands, right?"

"What swords and rings? Where are you telling stories, old man? We rescued a little goblin who had escaped from the desert by chance. We learned that the capital of the Golden Empire was occupied by an evil necromancer who massacred all the sand people.

In order to ensure the safety of our flanks, we in Cattail City had no choice but to send troops to the Golden City. With the help of warriors and the fire mage Master Demps, we eliminated the necromancer and the undead creatures and took control of the Golden City.

I did make a fortune there, but it was all gold, gems and the like. As for the magic equipment you mentioned, I don’t know.”

"Hmph!" Cromwell looked at Feng Yu and laughed coldly twice: "You don't have to play tricks on me, kid. I don't want those two magic equipment. What I want to tell you is that this news was told to me by the Dragon Clan."

"Damn, the dragons have long ears. They don't care about the Cyclops left over from the last Planar War in the Great Wasteland, nor do they care about the Necromancer wreaking havoc in the Golden City. But when there's something good going on, their big bubble eyes see it."

"The Dragon Clan has been collecting magical equipment from various planes and Grein under the banner of Plane Guardians. They will not let go."

“Again, this is not your business, the Sage. If the dragons feel that their dragon face is big enough, they can come and talk to me, but that is bound to be fruitless.

If they think their dragon skin is thick enough and their claws are sharp enough, I will accompany them if they want to attack.

In the past, the elves and dwarfs were few in number and weak in power, so anyone could bully them.

But now this is Cattail City. The Moonlight Royal Family, the Hearthfire Royal Family of the Dwarves, and the Elders Council of the Gnomes, who are not polite to me when they see me? Who are the Dragons? They are not qualified to act like a big shot in front of me.

Old man, you are not on their side, are you? "

"I'm only on Gryn's side."

Tsk, Feng Yu was very disdainful of this argument, no matter whether it was true or false, he was very disdainful.

If it was fake, it would be fine. After all, as a mage saint, he had to raise his status. But if it was true, he really had to re-evaluate the nature of Cromwell, the holy mage, and Grion, the holy mage.

Why is it that no matter how big or small other planes have no holy rank, even the dragon race with extraordinary talents cannot do so, but why can the creatures of Gryn do so?
In other words, even if the dragon clan sacrificed their own plane, they only got Green's green card.

What is a green card? The scientific name of a green card is 'Permanent Residence Permit for Foreign Population'. At best, it is just a long-term entry visa, but it does not mean that you are a formal citizen of Green.

This can be seen from the fact that the dragon clan has mastered a certain lineage of magic and become the pinnacle great magician, the so-called half-saint, but they just can't become a saint.

To reach the Saint level, one must not only become a top grand mage, but also achieve a certain opportunity and complete a process of rule infusion.

Please note that it is the infusion of rules. The rules are infused into the bodies of the great magicians, changing the nature of their mental power and thus becoming a magic saint, rather than the great magician's mental power changing to control the rules.

Ever since Feng Yu knew about the Mage Saints, he has been thinking about a question: are the Mage Saints careful about their reputation, or are they afraid or unable to do certain things, such as directly or indirectly destroying a certain race in Grion to benefit their own race?

This is very important, and it is something Feng Yu cannot figure out.

Feng Yu once asked Mr. Anthony privately, but Mr. Anthony didn't know the news in this regard.

As for Anthony's words about 'the Sage of Magic should take it as his duty to maintain the peace of the plane', although Feng Yu admired it on the surface, he was too weak to complain in private.

All the gods and demons in the sky have their own selfish desires, and this little magic saint is just a big shot.

However, Feng Yu would not be so foolish as to refute Cromwell. As long as Cromwell did not cause trouble for him, he would take whatever position he wanted.

And judging from the news Cromwell told him about the dragon clan, Cromwell's footing is not right. If the dragon clan and Cattail City fight, humans will be the ones who benefit.

“There are two great elven magicians living in Cattail City now. They are old elves who have lived for hundreds of years and are well-informed. There are also high-level officials from the other three tribes. It is really not the turn of the dragon tribe to teach us what to do when we make decisions or deal with our things.

Anyway, Cattail City has never taken the initiative to cause trouble, but it does not mean that we are afraid of trouble. Our home was built by us bit by bit, and our soldiers grew up in battles.

I hope for peace in the world, but I will never allow this to be built on the cost of some force riding on our heads and bullying us. That is impossible."

(End of this chapter)