Elf Infrastructure Manual

[Pre-released article "To save my husband, the medicine man, I went into the sea to be a magic stick", the copy is at the end, those who are interested can click and save it, mua~] Support the person, he is not old. In my previous life, I suffered a lot of discrimination, but fortunately my nature was tenacious and I was not swallowed up by the whirlpool of hatred, and I embraced what I thought was a happy ending. Then with a plop, he was reborn in a different world. 'Go, Administrator—go start your second life! ' The system said so. Fuguang touched his inexplicably extra pointed ears and forced out a smile. Haha, you are lucky enough to encounter an event with such a small probability of being reborn. It is really good and good - but your extremely unlucky fall into the death zone balances this. The days of survival in the wilderness had just begun to take hold when a group of intelligent humanoid creatures with the same pointed ears as him suddenly collided face-to-face with him without warning. By the time he reacted, Fuguang had transformed from a crawling wild man into an elf cub in the elf territory that needed to be carefully pampered.  …But he has been an adult for many years. Sneer. * The elf cub, but not the cub (fog), makes a grand appearance. Although it hurts when you hit someone with your tomahawk, construction is not a problem that can be solved only by force...? Fu Guang scratched his head. It doesn't matter, the technology tree is not enough, magic will come to make up for it! Guess you want to see: Plant birth magic: Agricultural students are ecstatic, breeding does not require 365 days, nor 30 days, only 1 day, only 1 day! ! Plant Shaping Magic: An elegant construction method for urban water supply and drainage pipes that civil servants dream of. Now you don't have to get up in the middle of the night to dust! ! ! Fire Magic: The chemist knocked on your head and asked doubtfully: You mean, this magical magic can extract a large amount of ionic phosphorus elements of various forms from the soil efficiently, but in the end it is only used to synthesize elemental phosphorus for burning, right? Uh-what a waste of natural resources! ! ! ! ! Fuguang waved his hand again: Alas, it's not over yet. I have something to say about the imminent reproduction of elves. 'What is "Research on the Correlation between the Endangerment of the Elves and Fruit Fruit Distortion of the World Tree: The Enrichment Effect of Pollutants in the Fruit Nutritional Chain"? ? ? ? ' The system exclaimed. Laughing to death, you are studying it scientifically - is it scientific? ? * The World Tree once had two golden fruits. But in the hundreds of years of war, they were all lost without exception. Loss is the first step in the spread of loneliness, and habit is the second step in the transformation of the soul into a desert. In a future where possibilities and diversity are intertwined, Yggdrasil knows that he has forever lost the opportunity to hope for some kind of hope. Until in the long, dark sleep, a group of gray suddenly touched His extended tentacles. He suddenly woke up and broke through the confusion and darkness of chaos. His... Fruit. Winter should be over, suffering should also have an end - a huge surprise wrapped in a huge panic. 'Bring it back…bring the fruit…' The forest heard His whisper. Flowers grow from flesh and blood, and branches connect the beating of flesh and blood. This time, He will not be separated from the fruit. * "Hate is easier to maintain than love because it doesn't require any effort." Therefore, discrimination is easier than tolerance, and it is easier to follow atrocities than to seek a way to coexistence. Fu Guang saw elves, sirens, orcs, dwarves, and winged men again. "I don't like this world." Famine and backward productivity are only part of the problems that need to be solved urgently. What is even more difficult to solve is the complex hatred and prejudice between each other. So Fu Guang left the forest and arrived at the snowfield. To look for some possibility that he thought could be created. Magic is so wonderful and can do many things that he could not imagine in his previous life - but why is it only used as a weapon of violence instead of building a beautiful home? The elves can prosper the ecology, the orcs are full of talents, the dwarves have unparalleled metallurgy, and the sea monsters have established their own economy. But why are they a piece of scattered sand, and the people on the land are still immersed in war and hunger all day long? The gods have been silent for a long time. Who is the Holy See in the Holy City worshiping? ! 'What do you think, administrator? ' When Fuguang was a child, he once thought that it would be great if he could be born in a place where he would not be bullied and where he could have enough to eat every day. Now, he wants to... He has personally tasted the taste of suffering, and the fate of the thousands of sentient beings who are constantly repeating suffering before him must eventually come to an end. ————————I am the dividing line—————— 1. Magic fantasy world infrastructure text, cp world tree (the kind that can control vines, sorry for my vulgarity and obscenity). 2. Currently updated to Entering the Snowfield (Volume 2 Part), a comprehensive infrastructure line will be launched here~ 3. The content of chapters 51 to 78 of the original text has been revised, and some logical problems have been corrected. The narrative sequence has been adjusted in the first half, and the second half has been basically rewritten, and the ending of the incident has been supplemented. I'm really sorry for not updating for so long. It will be updated every other day or every two days. Updated at 12 noon —————Pre-collection dividing line—————— Pre-collection of "In order to save my husband, the medicine man, I went to sea to become a magician" Ye Zhiqiu closed and opened his eyes. One second he had just solved the ultimate crisis in Jianghu, and the next second he fell back into the modern street scene with his medicine man. He looked at the traffic and people in front of him, and his memory was blurred for half a lifetime. But it's too late to sigh for this sudden re-dressing! Ye Zhiqiu groped up and down in his pocket--finally showing a shocked and miserable expression. The Medicine Man's Life-Extending Pill that I just snatched from the big boss at the end of the pass - why didn't it come back with it? ! ! ! Behind him, a man nearly two meters tall and wearing clothes that outlined beautiful muscle lines lowered his head. He faced him with a wild and rough temperament, but the eyes in his dark pupils were exceptionally clear. Ye Zhiqiu raised her eyes and looked at him for two seconds. The taciturn medicine man stared at him, with an inexplicable trace of innocence in his eyes. This familiar and lustful feeling... Ahhhhhhh—— No matter what, he will definitely find a way to keep his medicine man alive! ! ! ! ! ! …… Good news, although we have returned to modern times, the resurrected medicine man you brought back from the magical world of rivers and lakes can still be saved! Bad news, the medicinal materials required for the life-extending elixir are so expensive that even if you lost all your wealth in your previous life, you still can't make one! ! Ye Zhiqiu fell to the ground in pain - before time travel, he cried for survival in order to survive, but why did he still have to work hard to make money despite being full of unique skills after time travel back? ? Why is life so bitter? Damn your head, think quickly! Which of the skills he learned in the world of martial arts can be realized as quickly as possible? Alchemy? Even superstitions in modern society are too old-fashioned! Medical skills? I started out with a master's degree in the hospital, but with an undergraduate degree I was like a dog on the roadside. The most important thing is that Ye Zhiqiu's civil engineering major is not suitable for him, right? Poison? Please don't kiss the rose gold bracelet! Then, then... "Expert! Are you the expert my father invited? You are indeed very—tall!" Wearing a thick gold chain and dyed colorful hair, Tie Hanhan jumped out of his limited edition supercar, hugged the medicine man's arm and howled heartlessly! Hey! Where did the yellow... Colored hair come from? ! Don't touch his medicine man casually. Ye Zhiqiu clicked—— He took out... Well, the mini portable version of the alchemy furnace in his arms. "Wow, look at the heavy traces of history on this, this must be your family heirloom!!" Caimao applauded. Ye Zhiqiu touched the tip of his nose. This was actually something he accidentally dropped... Without giving the two a chance to retort, Caimao grabbed the two of them and ran away. The sports car started and the tires were almost peeling off. After landing, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the magnificent mansion in front of him, and the words of explanation were finally stuck in his throat. He looked at the big medicine man behind him, closed his eyes and hardened his heart—— In order to renew the life pill, it is not impossible to betray your conscience and pretend to be a magician! ! …… There is such a strange story circulating in Xuanmen recently. I heard that he was a young man from some wild background, carrying a broken bronze furnace with an ugly appearance, and that he had to take his tall, well-brained sweetheart with him wherever he went. This person punched the resentful souls and kicked evil demons. Even a certain mysterious master who was extremely difficult to mess with had his spells broken and he retreated into seclusion. The Xuanmen Association has been discussing whether to accept this person, but has yet to reach a unified result. Until the secret recipe of the 'living medicine' that had disappeared for nearly a thousand years suddenly appeared, they immediately made a decision - unite all the forces that can be united! ! Not long after, Ye Zhiqiu, who received a letter from the Xuanmen organization, looked at the three characters "living medicine" written in black and white on the paper, and subconsciously looked at the medicine man beside him. It is both a 'living medicine' and a 'dead poison'. There is a way between heaven and earth, separated by yin and yang. Boundaries should not and cannot be broken wantonly. Purpose: Everyone should be able to follow the path they want to take