At the other end of the cafeteria, there was a long passageway connected in the middle.
Ethan glanced inside. It was the kitchen.
The kitchen was still connected to the villa.
But the interesting part was, now the distance between the kitchen, the villa, and the cafeteria had become a bit far, so a long corridor had been added between them. It was made of wood and glass, which could keep out the rain while also looking beautiful.
The system's design, it had to be said, was even better-looking than many designers in his original world.
"Lord!"
When the citizens saw Ethan return, they all greeted him.
Ethan looked at the pile of cracked Ice Gall shells on the ground and the bucket full of Ice Gall meat. He nodded and said, "Have all the Ice Gall Kings been picked out? Any left?"
"Reporting to Lord, we've checked twice," the attendant replied respectfully, hands folded over his abdomen, "None of the remaining Ice Gall shells show any red marks, so there should be no more."
["Right! I can testify."]
The scarecrow had been repaired by the attendant again, though the craftsmanship looked rather poor.
Its head was still full of uneven arrow holes, and the straw body had bits of straw sticking out everywhere. The two bamboo-stick arms were also uneven, one long and one short.
As for the clothes and hat, there weren't even holes in them, but... Ethan felt that even beggar's clothing would look better than this. Yet judging from the scarecrow's expression, it seemed quite satisfied with its new body, even constantly leaning toward the attendant like a loyal bootlicker.
"Heh!"
Ethan let out a cold laugh and couldn't be bothered to deal with the scarecrow.
The problem was that he still needed forty more sets of heating three-piece outfits. In total, he still needed 240 fire-element beast cores. If all the Ice Gall Kings had already been dug out, collecting that many fire-element beast cores would be a bit difficult.
As for the two archmage, Ethan suddenly felt a little regretful, 'Why did I encourage them to bet on a whole hour?'
'If I knew, I should have made them compete for twenty or thirty minutes instead. Right now only about twenty minutes has passed.'
Ethan looked outside the manor, within fifty meters outside the manor there was no fog, but everything was pitch black, and strange sounds kept coming from the outer area.
Occasionally there were even the screams of animals.
Most likely those animals had encountered some danger.
How could he go out and look for them in this situation?
Ethan felt some regret. He shouldn't have returned the teapot to the Genie Sylas earlier. Otherwise, finding the Genie Sylas now would have been much easier.
Thud!
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
However, just when Ethan was feeling a little helpless and a bit gloomy, Ice Galls suddenly began falling from the sky like rain. At first one or two, then very quickly it turned into dozens, and finally into a dense shower.
Just like hailstones.
And because those Ice Galls were falling from midair, every time they hit the ground several ice spikes would break off. The countless ice spikes immediately shot toward the cafeteria like arrows.
Startled, Mr. White quickly opened an umbrella, but his umbrella only had the frame, without the fabric.
Yet the strangest thing was, the moment Mr. White opened the umbrella frame, a faint blue light suddenly lit up around the entire outer area of the cafeteria.
Then Ethan saw those ice spikes slam into the blue light as if they had hit a protective shield, and they were all knocked flying back.
[Light Dragon Bone Umbrella: An umbrella made from the bones of a Light Dragon. It possesses powerful defensive ability. Forget rain from the sky, even if arrows fall from the sky, it can still protect your safety.]
[PS: Although this dragon-bone umbrella is extremely useful, it requires killing the most peaceful creature, the Light Dragon, which is very cruel. Without trade there is no harm. Refuse to kill Light Dragons, starting with me.]
'Oh ho!'
'A Light Dragon Bone Umbrella. Interesting.'
He really hadn't noticed before. This Old White actually had quite a few tricks, especially when it came to self-defense.
When they first encountered the Cursed Doll, Old White had immediately pulled out a [Teleport Scroll That Ignores Barriers] without hesitation.
Later his younger brother brought out the Nine-Star Formation. Although it had been confiscated by Nostradamus, Ethan noticed that he never once tried to get it back, so it was probably nothing particularly important in his eyes.
And now he had casually pulled out a Light Dragon Bone Umbrella, instantly activating group defense mode.
It had to be said, this guy's combat strength might be average, but his defensive ability was extremely high.
Ethan was now even beginning to doubt whether he could kill this guy even if he went all out. After all, nobody knew how many strange items he still had.
The man was practically like a human Doraemon, pulling out one tool after another endlessly.
"Ice Galls! So many Ice Galls!"
"Lord, look! Those look like Ice Gall Kings!"
"Wow, there must be at least several thousand Ice Galls on the ground!"
After confirming it was safe, the citizens all stared at the sky and exclaimed in amazement.
At that moment, Ethan narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark night sky.
'Could it be that the two of them are coming back?'
"Nostradamus, you old bastard!"
Genie Sylas floated in midair, holding a shining golden teapot in his arms as he pointed at Nostradamus and shouted angrily, "I told you not to mess with those ghostly things. See? Now you've attracted the whole damn group of them over. Are you satisfied now?"
"How is that my fault?", Nostradamus shot back, "If you hadn't taken the territory that belongs to me, would I have needed to go into the Mist Forest to farm Ice Galls? Would I have stirred up those idiot monsters?"
"If you're incompetent, just blame everyone else!", Genie Sylas sneered, "If you had dealt with that thing properly, you wouldn't have attracted so many! You even forced me to stop the competition!"
"Tch! As if stopping the competition would change anything. You still wouldn't have won."
Nostradamus glanced at Genie Sylas with disdain, "Forget another half hour. Even if I gave you another hour, you still wouldn't beat my McWhirlwind. Hmph!"
"Bah! My Fog Envelopment is ten thousand times stronger than your McWhirlwind."
"With your few thousand Ice Galls, what are you even comparing with me for?"
"A few thousand is still better than your few hundred."
"Bullshit! Who said I only have a few hundred? I rolled up at least ten thousand Ice Galls!"
"Fine then! Let's have Ethan judge."
The two archmage argued all the way back.
Meanwhile, Ethan stood to the side listening. When he heard that the two of them had collected over ten thousand Ice Galls in just twenty minutes, his eyes immediately lit up.
'Tens of thousands?'
And his citizens had worked so hard only to collect a few hundred or maybe a thousand.
Even with the players in District Seven, Ethan had to coax and trick them, even offering equipment on top of it. Each person could barely gather eight hundred Ice Galls at most.
Even if ninety people worked all night, it still wouldn't match what these two non-human archmage accomplished in just twenty minutes.
Comparing people really does make you furious.
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