Chapter 346 It's Really Not Easy for You

Bingjiao has been in Sand City for twenty-three years.

During these days, he witnessed the northern suburbs of Sand City change from yellow sand to cacti and pine trees, saw the tree man in the center of the city grow to the height of a two-story house, and witnessed the holding and closing of four martial arts conferences.

He saw that a large number of reed people and bamboo people came to this city.

The reed people are smart, so they can do most jobs, especially planting and cultivation, while the bamboo people are flexible and strong, busy on the construction site.

Under the leadership of Lushan and Zhuhu, the people of Zhulu Kingdom even built a bamboo garden diagonally opposite the Ghost Tower, and most of the reed people and bamboo people live in that area. Bingjiao often heard them beating bamboo boards and dancing, singing folk songs from their hometown.

In comparison, there are fewer workers from the ghost world coming to Sand City.

Two more ghost doctors came to the Bing clan one after another. Their purpose was simple, which was to treat diseases in the Yao clan and then treat ghosts in return.

In addition, there were dozens of ghosts from the ghost world.

They received a complete education from the Yao Clan here, but few were willing to go back to build the ghost world. Almost all of them stayed in the Ghost Lighthouse, wanting to become ghost scholars or ghost warriors first.

If you can become a ghost scholar, you will have the opportunity to give lectures everywhere. The most outstanding ones may be invited to enter the Yao Clan world and study in the city there - of course, they will not come back.

If you take the ghost warrior route, you will go to the martial arts conference to seek opportunities to become famous. Even if you can't get a good ranking, it is also a place to show your strength.

Many new extraordinary people have emerged from the martial arts conference, and then they have been offered olive branches by giant organizations such as the Temple Association, the Alliance Council, and the Extraordinary Union.

The only problem is.

The further you go, the harder it is to turn back.

Even if you don't have great ambitions, it's comfortable to stay in a city like Sand City.

Basking in the sun, living in a spacious and clean house, playing a tribal war chess when you have nothing to do, and having a bottle of beer or mead when you are happy, with barbecue, wheat cakes and grapes... Who is willing to go back to the backward valley and quagmire?

Thinking of this, Bingjiao couldn't help but sigh.

I am still the same.

Fallen, fallen, Bingjiao, have you forgotten your mission?

Of course not, I haven't forgotten!

He grabbed a bottle of blast furnace honey wine and drank it down, using wine to relieve his sorrow.

"Doctor... am I hopeless?"

The ghost patient in front of him was so nervous that he was about to cry.

"You're fine."

Bingjiao put down the bottle and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth: "You just got some external force splashing on your head, causing abrasions and minor damage. Remember in the future, don't get too close to watch the life-and-death battle between the extraordinary and the Huayun monk, otherwise there will be such a risk."

"Go back and rest, I'll make an appointment for you. Come back for a check-up in 19 days, then there will be a place for treatment, and there are still patients in my body."

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor."

The ghost patient let out a sigh of relief: "Doctor, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"Occupational disease."

He grabbed the bottle and took a sip again.

In fact, Bingjiao doesn't like wine, and wine can't make people forget their sorrows. It's just that after drinking, people's memory will become worse, and they can temporarily forget who they are.

Bingjiao heard that honey wine was made by a winemaker named Lieyu, who was called "Honey Wine Princess" by the dwarves. I wonder if this princess wants to forget anything.

After completing the consultation, it's time to go on a mission!

However, the weather is good today.

Bingjiao lay on the bed and opened "Temple Warrior".

If the greatest convenience of learning the Yao language is to read these stories. He ate salted beans while flipping through the papers, and when he came to his senses again, the sun had set.

Well, it's time to go on a mission!

Bingjiao closed the door and walked into the evening streets of Shacheng.

After walking a few steps, he was suddenly stopped by Zhuhu: "Bingjiao, the tribe war chess is missing one, I said I would call you, come on!"

To successfully execute the mission, it is also necessary to build good interpersonal relationships.

"Okay."

The battle of the flag game ended in the middle of the night.

Bingjiao yawned.

It's too late today, let's do it tomorrow.

He woke up early the next morning.

Bingjiao was regretting as usual, very regretful.

Degenerate, degenerate, Bingjiao, have you forgotten your important mission?

No, of course not!

The consultation was over.

Bingjiao pushed the door open with a determined look.

It must be completed today!

But he didn't take two steps before he suddenly remembered something.

Today seemed to be the day for the Dragonborn to gather.

He hurriedly took out the hourglass from his coat pocket.

If there was any achievement in the past twenty years, it was this time tool he made with the most common sand in this world. Not long ago, the hourglass has been widely used in Sand City.

It was today!

Almost got into trouble!

He was going to be scolded by the Dragon King!

He hurried all the way to the gathering place south of Sand City. When he arrived, the other Dragonborn had already arrived.

"Bingjiao, you are late again."

Everyone laughed and said that he must have been drinking, or playing chess all night, or reading stories and forgetting the time.

Bingjiao defended himself by saying, "I was too busy at work. Doctors are very busy."

Becoming a Dragonborn was an accident.

That day, he was on a mission outside the city, and the target was a cactus carrying a box. Compared with the people in the city, the cacti outside the city were much more simple and honest.

"... A large area of ​​land has been reclaimed in the Phantom World, and the environment is dry and suitable. There is a lady there who, for various reasons, needs an excellent husband to give birth to offspring with her, and as long as she stays for five years, she will get a large bonus. It will be no problem to come back then."

This is his mission, to find and introduce new intelligent species to the Phantom World. Even if they don't stay for long, as long as they can reproduce the next generation locally, the Phantom World will take full care of these young children.

In the basic strategy of the Phantom World, introducing foreign groups is a crucial part, but the local area is much backward compared to the Sand City and lacks attraction, so it can only use bonuses and short time limits as bait.

Unfortunately, even so, it has little effect.

Most people with wisdom will also doubt, and the funeral horn can only be introduced in the name of an individual, and the Phantom World will not admit that the official has any relevant actions.

The only one who knows the identity of the funeral horn is the apostle Blo.

If he does well, he is a hero of the Phantom World, and if he does not do well, it is just his personal behavior.

The cactus said, "I am a clean cactus, please don't insult me ​​with money."

"...I'm sorry."

At this time, a huge monster flew over from the sky.

The Dark Sun Dragon, Dragon King Pasha suddenly noticed the ground.

It fell from the sky, stirring up yellow sand all over the sky.

The Dragon King looked down at the short funeral tribe: "You look strong, very good, from now on, you are a dragonborn, now get ready to receive my blessing."

The funeral horn was shocked.

The dragon king opened his bloody mouth, and black flames gushed out of his mouth.

In an instant, the funeral horn was engulfed by the flames of the dragon spell [Dragonborn Blessing].

When he woke up from his coma, he found that he had become a dragonborn, with a special ability [Dragon Gate], and a wonderful power in his body.

The price was that he grew a thick tail covered with scales.

For a long time, he was not used to the existence of the tail.

Later, the funeral horn found that having a tail was not bad. It could roll up a bottle to drink, turn a book, be used as a portable support stool, and pick his nose and tidy up his hair.

Of course, there are many inconveniences. For example, when sleeping, there is a bulge under the buttocks, and it is more comfortable to sleep on the side or on the stomach.

Compared with the arduous mission on his shoulders, Bingjiao felt that this was nothing.

Every six months, all the dragonborns in the Sand City need to gather once to show their current abilities to the Dragon King Pasha. The dragonborns selected by the Dragon King include various races, including cacti, pine-shoe mice, elves and Wuji people.

Bingjiao is the only non-Yao people.

After completing the routine gathering report, everyone was scolded as waste by the strict Dragon King as usual, and they were submissive... Bingjiao returned to the Ghost Lighthouse, exhausted.

Tomorrow, I must complete the task tomorrow! Today is busy today, and there is nothing I can do about it.

With this plan, he suddenly felt relaxed.

Suddenly someone called him: "Doctor Bingjiao."

Bingjiao turned around and saw that the person coming was a stranger.

The other party had his hair tied into a long braid, his face was cold, and he carried a sword wrapped in linen on his back. Her skin was light blue, her eyes were sharp, and she gave people a sharp sense of pressure.

"My name is Fu Jianli, and I heard that you are looking for someone to go to the ghost world."

Bingjiao remembered.

About two years ago, several new races called [Fu Jianren] came to Sand City. They seemed to have awakened after being blessed by Yao Shen, and they came from the ancient corruptors.

However, their number was too small. I heard that they liked to challenge the extraordinary people one by one, or duel with the powerful Huayun Monk. Bingjiao only knew that this was a mysterious fighting nation.

But this Fu Jianli had no intersection with him, but he also knew about this.

Bingjiao hesitated for a moment: "Miss Fu Jianli, I actually found someone to give birth to a child on behalf of some friends... You should understand this."

"Oh."

What does "oh" mean?

Bingjiao was a little confused about the other party's intentions.

"Can you accept it?"

"No."

"..."

Fu Jianli said: "I want to go to the Pillar Mountain in the ghost world, compete with Nonglei over there, and challenge Master Yanjiu."

"Maybe you need to ask the apostles for help... I can't do it." Bingjiao spread his hands.

"I have a child."

Fujianli said to the back: "Yu, come here."

A little zombie jumped over.

Her head was only as high as Fujianli's waist, and she carried a small wooden sword on her back. The little girl grabbed the corner of her mother's clothes and looked at Bingjiao curiously.

"This is my apprentice, Fujianyu."

Fujianli said: "If you just want a child, this child is ready-made, it should be okay, right?"

Bingjiao was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

But he thought about it and it seemed that a ready-made child would be fine, anyway, what he wanted was a more diverse population.

But the responsibility as a doctor made him a little difficult to accept. After staying in Sand City for a long time, he now unconsciously got used to the habits of Yao clan doctors that were similar to a sense of mission.

Bingjiao was alert in his heart. If the child's parents traveled thousands of miles to find their daughter, it would become a diplomatic issue between the kingdoms of God, which would be troublesome.

He asked: "Do the child's parents agree?"

"She has no parents."

Fujianli said: "The sword bearer is transformed from the corrupted. If there is a parent, it can only be Yaoshen. Yu was born as a sword bearer. She recognized me as her teacher and followed me."

I see, it's good that the child was not abducted.

Bingjiao was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

The mission has finally made progress!

Bingjiao, Bingjiao, your years of persistence and forbearance are indeed valuable!

It's really not easy for you.