Please abide by the Basic Law

This indifferent and indifferent attitude made Cecil have extremely bad associations, and his worries about the future became more serious.

The parchment scroll didn't know what Cecil was thinking, so he went ahead and said, "Stand by and wait for orders, and the Templars will be sent to join you."

After much deliberation, Cecil didn't know what to say, so he simply put down the parchment and headed for the vanished Gota Town.The cloud city in the sky has long gone, like a shadow in the sky, he walked to the original town within a few steps, unfortunately, there is nothing left here.

Yes, nothing at all, just black earth.

Cecil bent down and grabbed a handful of soil. The black, oily, plump land was the same as what he had seen in that humble home.

Could it be that Yuncheng just went all the way and wiped out towns?Why?Picture what?Does magic cost money?

Cecil looked up at the sky for a while, and finally took out the parchment, and started to ask: [When I use the parchment to consult, won't the temple find it? 】

This question was previously considered by Cecil: [Of course not, one side is holy light, the other side is magic, we are knights who practice both holy and devil!Although full of gays, please note that we are gay knights with a long and glorious history! 】

Cecil was too lazy to consider the original owner's split point of view, and continued to ask: [Why does Yuncheng want to destroy the towns on the ground? 】

[Because they are lunatics. 】

Just these two sentences back and forth, Cecil couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and came all the way to guard the non-existing corpse of his companion. Fortunately, the weather is still mild, not hot during the day and not cold at night, even though he is almost naked. Uncomfortable, but he is used to modern civilization, and he still feels a little weird about clothes without underwear.

Now, there's one problem he feels needs to be addressed first: he's hungry.

The water is solved, although it is very disgusting, as for hunger, he can't see any solution at all, unless the grass here can be eaten.

【I'm hungry. ] Cecil wrote on the parchment.

[Use magic. 】This is another sentence.

Cecil replied helplessly: 【I won't. 】

【I do not understand what you mean. 】

[I don't know magic. 】

[Oh, poor man... don't understand what magic is at all, I suggest you kill yourself immediately. 】

The reply was exactly the same as before. Obviously, the original Cecil only had this paragraph for the keyword "can't use magic". Cecil sighed and turned back to the dilapidated home. At least there was water nearby to drink.

Eh, speaking of it this way, I don't need to go back to that broken house at all. There is nothing there, so I might as well live directly near the puddle.

[Is there any reason to explain to others that I suddenly can't use magic? ] Cecil asked hopelessly.

Fortunately, there is an answer to this question:【You can claim to have encountered a magical accident. In most cases, magical accidents are disorderly and chaotic, and nothing unusual happens. 】

Good, it's just you.

With this thought in mind, Cecil went back to the four mud houses without disappointment. The silver moon was like water, illuminating the earth without even lighting it up.As soon as he entered the house, he immediately understood why he had to dig out such a large-sized door and window. In the absence of lighting, letting as much moonlight as possible into the house is also a means of lighting.

Cecil unceremoniously "ransacked" the room of his dead companion. Although the "furniture" was as simple as it was, he managed to find something different from the bedside table: it was half soft but not hard, and could smell The smell of flour seems to have been there for a long time, but it is strangely not rancid.

After inquiring about the parchment scroll, and knowing that it was a kind of magic food, Cecil immediately stuffed a large piece into his mouth, and then the following words slowly appeared on the parchment scroll: [... A piece of magic bread can provide a It is necessary for a person's day-to-day activities, but it tastes terrible but is necessary for life. It does not deteriorate and is easy to carry. It is the most reliable partner in the wilderness. 】

Cecil froze for a moment, swallowed the magic bread in his mouth with difficulty, looked at the little bit left in his hand, and wondered if it would burst his stomach.Fortunately, this didn't happen. He just felt overwhelmed and didn't feel sleepy at all.He simply got up and went outside the house to do some activities, but he didn't expect to see a few small heads protruding from the grass after walking a few steps.

Those "beast kids".

Under the moonlight, the children's eyeballs reflected a little light, moving with Cecil's figure.He deliberately walked back and forth a few steps to make sure that these children were looking at the magic bread in his hand.

Cecil lifted the magic bread up, and as expected, the "beast boy" immediately stood up, staring at the little bit of bread left.He beckoned, pressed a translation stone under his tongue, and said, "Can you understand me?"

A child with unusually thin cheeks stood up and said, "#@%%@￥￥."

Cecil: "..."

I forgot that interpreting magic must be used by both parties to be effective, but this also proves that these people are not uncivilized savages.

Cecil shook the magic bread in his hand and said, "Want to eat it?"

Several "beast boys" immediately nodded in unison.

"Tell me what you usually eat and I'll give you this." Cecil is in desperate need of long-term sustainable food.

The "beast boys" looked puzzled, and another mature voice came in: "The honorable master knight actually wants to cheat food from the mouths of wild children. This world is really depraved."

In the grass not far away, a "beast man" stood up, holding a branch in his hand, with a dignified expression.

It's good to have someone to communicate with, this translation stone is finally not in vain.

Cecil breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I had a magical accident."

"Beast Man" became more serious: "Is it because of the purge of Yuncheng?"

"Maybe." Cecil said vaguely, "I remember this place, but there are other problems, and my memory is very confused. I remember you, I recognize your face, but I can't remember your name. Who are you? Why do I it's here?"

"Poor man." "Beast Man" muttered, but did not provide any information, "You are a knight master, I don't know why you are here."

Cecil asked unwillingly: "How long have I been here?"

"About two months."

Cecil stopped and said, "Can you interpret magic?"

The "beast man" showed a mocking look: "As a wild man who can interpret magic, isn't it obvious what this means?"

Cecil remained silent, after all he didn't understand.

"Beast Man" took the initiative to explain: "I used to be a citizen."

Wild people and nationals, Cecil thanked the ideographic function of Chinese at this moment, and he was able to guess one or two literally.

"You don't live off magic bread, do you?" Cecil asked suspiciously.

"That's a matter of course, right?" The answer from the "beast man" made Cecil's emotions sink to the bottom. "As wild people, what else can we do except drink blood? There is no fire, and magic bread is the best choice."

"I don't understand." Cecil cheered up, and finally had something he could solve, "I can help you start a fire." The most primitive and easiest way to start a fire in the wild without tools is to drill wood, and the climate in this place is not good. Humid, even if there is no nearby, there are still trees farther away, and the sun is good during the day, which is an achievable goal.

Unexpectedly, the mockery of the "beast man" became more obvious: "The fire of magic is meaningless."

Cecil said: "No, it's not magic. I don't know magic anymore. I mean, I can make real fire for you."

This time it was the turn of the "beast man" with a look of shock on his face: "Are you going to build a country here?!"

Cecil:? ? ?

What the hell?

The two sides just stared at each other for a long time, obviously realizing that they were talking to each other.

"What does fire have to do with Jianguo?"

"Where did you get angry if you don't build a country?"

The two sides stared at each other for a while.

"Why did it become popular after the founding of the country?"

"How can there be fire if there is no founding of the country?"

There was an awkward silence.

"Wait a minute." Cecil felt that the conversation could no longer continue, "The fire you are talking about is the kind of hot and burning fire?"

"Of course, it's not made by magic. There must be combustibles and oxygen." "Beastman" nodded, "This is the fire I'm talking about."

Very good, it seems that this world is not a primitive society, even oxygen knows it!

Cecil said a little happily: "That's it, I can help you make that kind of fire, drill wood to make fire, you know?"

"I know!" The expression on the "beast man" became more and more impatient, "But, if you don't build a country, how can you make fire by drilling wood?"

Cecil is a little devastated.

"What the hell does Jianguo have to do with fire?" Cecil exclaimed.

"If you are not in the kingdom, there will be no burning reaction!" "Beast Man" also called out, "Have you even forgotten this?"

Cecil opened his mouth wide as if he saw a ghost: "No burning reaction?"

"Yeah, only in the country, or in cities, villages and towns, at least you have to have a place surrounded by walls or fences to have a burning reaction. Other than that, it is impossible for wild people like us to enjoy It's hot!" The "beast man" had a bit of contempt on his expression, "Otherwise, do you think we like to live such a primitive life?"

Cecil was dumbfounded.

No language issues, gay issues, food issues, etc. can compare to this: no fire!

Fire is the starting point of human development. Only by mastering fire can human beings make tools, eat clean food and water, prevent and cure diseases, metallurgy needs fire, pottery needs fire, and any artificial power needs fire. Humans are no different from beasts.

"How could there be no fire in this world." Cecil muttered to himself.

"Of course there is fire, but not in the wild!" I don't know what the identity of the "beast man" turned out to be. Cities and countries... We have no fire, no future, and we can only be reduced to beasts in hunger." At the end of the sentence, his tone became low, obviously this was not a pleasant experience.

Cecil didn't agree with such a thing: "Is there any way to make us use it?" Seeing the contempt of the "beast man" became more and more obvious, he quickly added, "The simplest kind."

The "beast man" replied: "Build a wall or fence, even if you build a circle with branches, and you can use fire within this circle."