Take Taobao with you to another world

Chapter 267 Image Engineering

Holding the registration form, Meravia leaned forward slightly, her golden eyes stared at the registration staff at the registration office, and asked very seriously: "Why? Why can't I apply for any of them?"

None of the three people at the registration office dared to look at him, and all of them shifted their eyes: "Haha, is this..."

Do you need to ask why?Since that Captain Fan is not allowed to participate, should we add you?

Finally someone asked: "May I ask why you must participate?"

Meravia lowered her head and turned the booklet in her hand to the back, "I want this."

It was the reward list corresponding to the ranking of the competition. Meravia's finger, which made it difficult to take her eyes off her fingernails, pressed the middle part of the last page, the highest reward of this sports meeting.Even if the principle is to encourage participation, everyone who participates in the game will get something, and the value difference between the prizes is not too obvious. However, if an individual can win the first place in [-] or more of the [-] sub-events in the seven major events, And if you get the title of "Most Outstanding Athlete" through the collective vote at the end of the game, you will not only get real items, but you can directly make a request within the allowable range to the magician or Scar Nightmare, making the value of this reward immeasurable .Even if the difficulty is definitely not low, the attraction to some people is not small.

"...What do you want?"

Meravia thought for a moment, "The house."

The werewolf families that Sacher moved to were all assigned to new houses, but the werewolves who had decided to separate from their families, like a considerable number of unmarried young people in the settlement, lived together or lived in dormitories.Especially on the side of the original settlement, young people like Fan Tianlan, Takla and Luo Jiang who were first taught by magicians, even though their prestige and achievements have already been able to get the priority of moving in, they voluntarily give up under a tacit understanding or transferred to someone else.But the situation in Meravia is different. Because of the special identity that cannot be disclosed, he has a separate residence soon after he came to the settlement. Although he lives with the elves, after accepting Yun Shen's work suggestion, most of them He also lived in the dormitory all the time, and did not show any special pursuit of the living environment.

So one of the registrants asked, "Is it not convenient for you to live now?"

"Not for myself," Meravia replied.

"I think you can make this request directly to the magician." Someone came over and said, "It doesn't have to take the little honor of these young people."

With ice-blue eyes and light-colored hair, as the only person here who is barely the closest in age to Meravia, even if Xiu Moore knew the other party's identity, his attitude didn't seem to change significantly.

"I think what you get that way makes more sense," Meravia said. "That kid should be more receptive."

"...I think you should ask him for his opinion directly." Hummer said, and he glanced at the registration staff who couldn't help but keep their eyes on Meravia, "Or you can have something else choose?"

"What?" Meravia asked.

Xiu Moore handed over the registration form in his hand to one of them, "I plan to be a 'referee', because it is expected that this may be quite a lively and exciting gathering... That magician needs someone to maintain the necessary order for him. "

Meravia was thinking, "If it's this kind of work, I'm pretty familiar with it..."

"What's more, the referee also has the highest honor." Xiu Moore said, "This status is more suitable for us elders, isn't it?"

Meravia agreed.

After confirming the form, the two elders, who were considered heavyweights no matter which side they belonged to, left the registration office. On the way, Xiu Moore asked: "However, why did you think of giving Arslan a house? "

For a reason that is difficult to express directly, Xiu Moore didn't want to directly address Fan Tianlan, who was of the same blood as Melavia, by his name, just like he did to the beautiful humanoid dragon beside him.

"I think he seems to make his life a little bit awkward... Although no one treats him badly," Meravia said, "It's just that sometimes I notice that he sleeps at the Far East Warlock's residence, even though he himself is not very good. If you care about this, you shouldn't bother his teacher too much."

Xiu Moore: "..."

Except for some small episodes, the registration work for this Tribal Games in the original settlement and the werewolves went quite smoothly.Not only werewolf's hard-to-express feelings about the outcome of the war, but because of the attitude of the magician, the young people from the original reserve team who have always restrained their emotions caused by the war are also looking forward to this gathering.Regardless of whether it is the interior of the original settlement or the werewolves, they don't care much about other tribes that are also eligible to participate. At least for the survivors and werewolves, their confidence in their own physique has always been unshakable.

The final decision on the content of the competition is in the hands of the operator. When the first draft of the preparatory team was handed in and the completed project list was released, most people were surprised by the detailed classification.According to the above arrangement, the content of the ten-day sports meeting will be very rich, and as the unshakable theme competition, in addition to the traditional wrestling, equestrian and archery events, the proportion of purely physical track and field events is also quite high in the overall proportion. As for relatively remote fresh categories such as swimming, boating, billiards and chess, although they are not as highly regarded as highly competitive projects, there is no shortage of participants.

The construction of sports venues corresponding to all these has also shown results.After dismantling most of the tents on the original site of Sacher, a large area of ​​land was sorted out. Because there are quite a few modern competitions, the construction of sports venues refers to modern standards: a standard 400-meter semicircular track and field track as the main stadium, surface After mixing cinder, lime and clay and compacting it repeatedly, the civil engineering squadron leader in charge of this project did his best to make the result close to the ideal state, even if he didn't understand those trivial specific figures.The venues for high jump, long jump, shot put, javelin and other events require few technical means, but the stands surrounding the track and field must be completed in a short follow-up period. After excluding the earth and cement plans, the rest is a wooden structure.

Patriarch Han De said: "Boards? We are simply too many."

Compared with the shortage of wood in another world due to overconsumption of resources, cement is even more precious to settlements that have been driven into a state of quasi-industrial civilization.Even if large-scale logging is not carried out, every step they take to expand their survival and development territories will turn everything on the land into resources.Therefore, the current timber reserves in the settlement are quite abundant.And patriarch Hande, who had been making furniture in that small valley for almost two years, rarely left his territory to participate in these tasks.

During a recent discussion, Patriarch Hande asked, "Are those dormitories enough?"

The effect of Perth's mission this time is stronger than expected. Not only the announced tribes are coming, but some small tribes that the werewolves don't want to pay attention to are also on the way. They will not report to Sachel in advance. Report the specific number of people who came, but similarly, they will not ask Ska to solve the problem of board and lodging for them.In the eyes of most werewolves, this is nothing to worry about, but the black-haired Far Eastern magician said, "Let's build more."

Patriarch Hande asked: "How much do you need, magician?"

Yun Shen said a number, and Patriarch Han De nodded, "Okay."

More than half of the eleven werewolves attending the meeting needed simultaneous interpretation to accurately understand various issues. By the time they reacted, this matter had almost been finalized within their humans.None of them dared to directly offend the Far East magician, but they gradually got used to speaking inexperiencedly: "Why?" "Why bother?" they asked.

Keir and Boss kept silent, and kept turning their pens—he learned this habit after watching Yun Shen do it once by accident—Ska raised his eyes, looked at Yun Shen and said, "You need to Buy them like this?"

"It's easier to manage this way." Yun Shen said.

Human beings are still responsible for the specific technical work, and they have always done more work. The werewolves do not lack the right to speak, but they have not yet won much decision-making power in matters.But Scar wasn't in a hurry, he didn't ask Yun Shen what he wanted to manage, but changed the subject, "A tribe has already arrived."

"Yes." Yun Shen said.

"What about the 'signature building' you speak of? Where is it?" Scar asked.

Yun Shen smiled slightly, and the black-haired young man on his right said, "It starts tomorrow."

Scar frowned, "There are only ten days left."

"Just seven days." Fan Tianlan said.

The first to arrive at Sashere was the Beagle tribe of the jackal tribe.They were not the first tribe to welcome the Sacher messenger team, but they were the fastest. At the same time, they also brought the fifty horned sheep, thirty black oxen and ten horses that were mentioned at the beginning.When they passed the Hekel Tribe and saw the solid bridge across the river, Patriarch Dura was only slightly surprised, but he and his tribe were completely surprised when they saw the Sasheer Tribe after crossing the river.

"This is... the Sacher tribe?"

On this vast land, there are no traces of Sacher in the memory of Chief Dula. On the brown land, there are many tall houses neatly arranged, each of which is taller than Dula. The patriarch lived in a much better place, but the buildings were too precise, the distances were too close, and the arrangement was too regular. On the contrary, there was no sense of life that the tribe should have. Most importantly, they did not find a sacrificial platform.The livestock pens built nearby are also horizontal and vertical as if they had been cut by a knife, but there is not a single living thing inside. Only the wolf-headed flags erected everywhere indicate Sacher's control over this land, but this is also true. There is only one half, and the other half is depicted with hieroglyphs representing "Musa". Those earthen yards and wooden platforms should be the occasions where Musa was held. Everything has a fresh, stiff, and sharp smell, as if this is not a It is not a territory for tribal survival, but only an occasion set up purely for other purposes.

Patriarch Dura's thoughts were quickly answered.

The werewolves who accepted the horses, cattle and sheep here didn't care about the gifts their tribe tried their best to choose. It's not impossible for Biggle to bring more, but from the prestige of the knights of Bis in the past to the prestige of the emissary team before, the grade of the livestock If it's too bad, I'm afraid it will bring shame on itself.However, the gray-haired commander in charge of receiving them didn't take a second look because of this. He only wrote a few notes on the carrier as white as petals in his hand, and then raised his hand to invite someone to come and take them and the livestock to different places. The place.

It is a human being who guides them.

The rumor that a group of humans cooperated with Sachel was no longer a secret, but Patriarch Dura still did not expect that Sachel would act so aboveboard. The human girl had extremely rare black hair, a slender figure, and the clothes on her body looked like Soft and dense, with a healthy luster on the face, and very straight shoulders, without any marks of slaves, and most importantly, when the guide came to them, the thousand master named Keir Zhongshan Chang said, "Don't be rude to the guide."

The way he looked at them impressed Patriarch Dura and his people.

Although the human girl did not appear arrogant because of this, Patriarch Dura still felt very awkward. Even if the other party was fluent in the orc language, the introduction along the way was considered wholehearted... He suddenly came back to his senses.

"What? Sachel has moved away?" He asked in surprise.

"Yes, Patriarch Dura." The human girl said, "Not long after the war ended."

"Then here is...?"

"We built it specially for 'Musa'." The black-haired girl said, "Okay, we are almost here. As the first tribe to come, you have the special right to choose the place of residence first. Please see Here, where do you and your people want to live?"

"Let us choose by ourselves?" Patriarch Dura asked suspiciously.

"Yes." The human said, and she looked at Patriarch Dura and his party, "You and your clan have a total of 32 people here, and you can choose from four to six houses."

"Us? Everyone?" Patriarch Dura asked again.

"Yes." The human said, "I don't know how you plan to arrange it. Before that, please take a look at the specific situation."

She walked to the nearest house, reached out, and easily opened the door, which was tightly fitted with the wooden wall, revealing the same new interior before them.

Even though it was already night, his belly was full of delicious tastes he had never enjoyed before. Chief Dula still had trouble falling asleep. He tossed and turned for a long time on the bed covered with a layer of soft grass felt, and sat up, using the flint he carried with him. After carefully trying several times, I finally lit the oil lamp in the wooden house.He stared at the exquisite lamp that seemed to be made of crystal for a long time, until someone sat down beside him.

"Father," said his son softly, "Where did Sachel go?"

"Aren't they right here?" Patriarch Dura said.

"But there are only a few of them here, and some are human," said his son.

"I don't know," Patriarch Dura said. "Maybe they moved to a safer place."

"So, are they afraid?" his son asked.

"Afraid?" Patriarch Dura whispered, "That's not necessarily the case. If they migrated after the war, what about these? Could it be that they were also built after the war?"

His son fell silent. After a moment of silence, the young man who was far from immature reached out and touched the smooth surface of the oil lamp carefully, "This is so beautiful, father. Don't they worry that we will steal it or break it?" got it?"

"Then be careful!" Chief Dula said, and after a while, he whispered again, "No matter where the Sasheer tribe is now, they can win the war and build such a house, which shows that they are very powerful. We They must not be easily offended."

Then he was a little dazed again, and murmured: "But, how did Sachel become like this?"