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Netheril's Glory Chapter 763

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Chapter 763: Garden of Eden?

The City of White Rock was indeed designed and built by Aztlan himself. Although this guy obviously doesn’t know any architectural knowledge, and all the projects are based on imagination to build the house, the power of the thirty-fifth level legendary spellcaster is enough. Let him build a city that fits "imagination".

As a result, "White Rock City", a product of the Garden of Eden, which was extremely ideal from the most basic design concept, appeared in the cage of magic fans.

With a clear division of labor, Baishicheng is divided into three areas. From the first floor to the ninth floor, there are areas for animal husbandry and planting. This area is indeed the largest. Of course, the farmers living in this area grow plants. Whether that bit of food can support millions of people is not important, because Aztlan, who is in the lock of magic fans, will not be supervised by the long river of fate, so he can unscrupulously create massive amounts of food for distribution. Million people.

From the tenth floor to the thirty-ninth floor is the industrial residential area. This area carries a large number of people and the commercial activities of Baishicheng, and the cultural life and economic circulation here are very rich. At least in the eyes of punk, this In order to reduce the residential area, the high-rise buildings and regular work, leisure, and entertainment are no longer inferior to those of some large cities on the earth in the past.

Of course, there is no need to worry about economic issues either. Aztlan can produce a large amount of material out of thin air to meet everyone's needs.

And on the last fortieth floor is what Aztlan called the Magic Academy. The entire 40th floor above the clouds can even be said to be the site of this magic academy. The college system has been improved to eliminate many class gaps and profit exploitation, and then a purely kind-hearted school has been created.

When talking about his White Rock City, Aztlan said so.

"This is definitely the only city in the multiverse. I almost eliminated all the exploitation and darkness in this city. All children can get free care and education after birth. They will learn to be grateful, learn to share, and learn to each other. Help and learn not to despise people who are weaker than yourself. Talented people can come to the Magic Academy without any threshold conditions for further study. People without talent can also live and work in their own positions. My perception covers the entire city of White Rock, so There is absolutely no potential crime here......With my efforts, two hundred thousand years have passed, and I have created a real and perfect Garden of Eden."

Walking on the streets of the city with his head upright, Aztlan is still proud to introduce his "masterpiece" to the three legendary adventurers behind him, and passers-by who pass by him also testify to the words of the white-robed mage. The authenticity in it.

The people walking on the wide white stone roads are not at all like those on the plane of Faerun, who are sincere and fearful and worry about being slapped by a professional at any time. The residents of White Rock City are without exception. Ruddy, neatly dressed, with smiles on their faces and expectations in their eyes. Even if they saw the legendary wizard of Aztlan walking towards him, all the people just bowed and saluted naturally, like Ferran. In the face of the city, the situation of "a strong man appeared on the stage and the whole street ran away" has never appeared.

Even in the face of a legendary spellcaster, the eyes of these ordinary people are only gratitude and respect, and there is no endless fear. Even these people seem to be not overly curious about the appearance of the white robe mage. Most of them went on to do their work after saluting respectfully.

Just walking down the street for a while, punk understood that Aztlan’s words were true. This guy really cultivated a group of very high moral standards, richer knowledge, and camp through 200,000 years of hard work. With all kind and lawful people, compared to the big cities where Faerun is going to the "deep and hot", the City of White Rock really deserves the title "Garden of Eden".

Although...punk doesn't think it makes any sense...

In the eyes of the cold spellcaster, Aztlan was just a legendary mage who was sick enough to become a sociologist.

"You seem to be very proud of the current state of this city"?

"Of course, I created a perfect country, this is the greatest masterpiece in my life"!

"But you should understand that these ridiculous orders are just a bunch of false illusions. Everything in their magical mystery world is created by you, and their existence and way of existence stems from your power."

"..."

"Patter"!

Accompanied by punk's ridicule, he spoke out in a cold tone, and the white-robed mage who was walking in the front also stopped abruptly.

The sound of the staff in his hand tapping on the bright white marble floor sounded very crisp...

"No, this is not false."

Slowly turning around, Amidlan said to the expressionless spellcaster very solemnly:

"Everything in White Rock City is not false. The reason is very simple. I am not false and my power is not false. As long as I exist for one day, then the existence of this White Rock City will be extremely real. I—the "pale ghost" Aztlan is theoretically immortal, so this city of white rocks is theoretically immortal too"!

After finishing speaking, Aztlan, who had straightened his pointed hat, turned and continued to walk towards an alchemy cylinder ahead.

The column actually has an opening device for the teleportation circle. The communication between the layers of the White Rock City is through such a legendary teleportation method that can only be described as "luxury" for low-level professionals and even ordinary people. Array connected.

It seems that after the mockery of "Destroy Whispers" was spoken, the White-robed Mage no longer wanted to continue talking with a neutral and chaotic legendary spellcaster.

"Tsk tusk, it's another poor man persecuted by order and kindness. When will the multiverse creatures understand the joys of chaos and evil?"

Gazing at Aztlán’s slightly distant back, Kane shook his head with an exaggerated expression, and secretly passed the mental power information to punk and "smile". Moreover, the mad knight obviously didn't care about being in front and guarding. Has the white-robed mage greeted by the low-level professionals of the teleportation array eavesdropped?

So far, Aztlan’s introduction along the way has clearly demonstrated all his ideas. This kind and lawful, but very self-centered legendary spellcaster is a very typical reclusive legendary professional. , And his philosophy is definitely incompatible with the three adventurers who explored the ruins in depth.

Needless to say, after entering this beautiful city of white rocks, Kane's eyes have already begun to turn around on many artistically beautiful buildings.

The punk who knows the mad knight clearly knows that his "old friend" does not really have any artistic qualities, let alone appreciate art. When this guy starts to pay attention to art for purposes other than showing off... "Instant Kill Gun" has a strong desire for destruction in his heart.


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