The elves talked and raised their flags uncertainly.

The elder frowned and thought hard. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the big owl on the roof: "Mr. Archdruid, our elves are not used to living in human towns."

"Don't you have to live in the city." Robb smiled: "I know that your elves have their own way of life. Living in a human town must feel uncomfortable. You can choose to live next to Xifeng Town. Looking in this direction, there is a gem mine over there, which is far away from our main area of ​​Westwind Town, but there are also a group of gem miners living there. They almost become a community of their own."

Several elven archers turned on "reconnaissance", with a sight distance of a few thousand yards, and their eyes went straight to the back mountain. Sure enough, there really is a gem mine there, and a car of ore is drilling a hole from the newly-assisted track. There was a cart full of crystal ore.

Several gem miners happily dumped the ore from the cart, and then picked and picked it up, looking for stones of good quality.

Next to this mine, there is a small wooden house. A group of miners live in these small wooden houses. This wooden house is a bit far from the town, so it has become a unique community with its own independent wooden wall.

Robb smiled and said: "See? Those miners don't usually live with the people in our town, but they can go to the town when they need any help or materials. The crystals they mined are also It can be sold here in the town, which is very convenient."

"You elves, you can also live next to Westwind Town in this way." Robb pointed to the hillside next to him: "In a place not far from the town, find a small forest and live there. You just lived there. When you come down, humans can provide you with some food and daily necessities. After you settle down...you can develop your strengths and live your original life again. This is no better than disturbing the compatriots in the poplar forest and the birch forest. Do you want to be strong? You might as well think carefully, do the elves of the Poplar Forest and the White Birch Forest have enough strength to assist you so many refugees?"

This remark made the elves throbbed, but there was still one biggest problem left unsolved.

The Elder Elder said, "But, this is also the Black Pine Mountain Range. The monster army in the mountain has not been resolved... What if they attack Westwind again? This place may be burned by the monsters just like our village."

"Hahaha!" Robb laughed. He suddenly jumped forward and jumped off the roof. The owl's wings swept the ground in mid-air, and when he fell to the ground, he had changed from an owl to an owl. A black cheetah ran past the elves with extremely agility, passed everyone in an instant, and returned to the stone chair where he was daily lazy.

The black leopard leaped against the stone chair and turned into a fat large seal in mid-air. With a light and crisp sound, the large seal fell on the stone chair and basked in the sun.

Seals, they came out to expose them!

At this time, he lazily said: "The army of tens of thousands of monsters is very difficult for you elves. After all, your number is too small, but for humans, tens of thousands is a fart, and monsters are not necessarily better than humans. Can you live, than the number, who is the human being afraid of? Let the army of fifty thousand monsters come over and try, and the humanity will give him a hundred thousand in every minute."

These words are domineering and mighty, the elves think about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.

After the elder lingered for a while, he turned around and said to his tribe: "Everyone, listen to me... The monster burned our village, killed hundreds of our compatriots, and drove us out of the black pine. In the forest, we have no power, we can only escape with our tails. But now it is different. Since humans have the confidence to resist the army of monsters, our elves should not run away anymore!"

The young elven archers raised their bows and responded, "That's right!"

"We want to stay here."

"Look for opportunities, join forces with humans, defeat the army of monsters, and retake our forest."

At this point, the matter is settled.

The two elven reinforcements from the Poplar Forest and the White Birch Forest bid farewell to their compatriots. Of course, they must also respectfully bid farewell to Robb "Archdruid", and said that if they want to fight against the monster army, they will come to reinforce again at any time. , And then the two reinforcements returned quickly.

The elves from the Blackpine Mountains decided to stay.

Robb first arranged some food for them, and then smiled and said to the elder elder: "By the way, I want to ask, what are your elves of the Blackpine Mountain Range best at?"

Robber asked this question, of course he planned to blackmail the elves' labor force, to see what they are good at, and then use capital to squeeze them ruthlessly, let them work in Westwind Town, hehehe.

Unexpectedly, the Elf Elder actually replied: "We are good at poetry and literature."

Robb: "..."

"Huh? Archdruid, why are you stunned?"

The look of a large seal stupefied is really strange...

Robb said in an unpleasant manner: "I am not asking about this, I am asking for something more useful."

The elder said: "The poetry brother and literature are the most useful things we have! They can cultivate sentiment! Let our lives be full of love."

Robb covered his face in one hand. No, he couldn't cover it. The seal's short hands couldn't even cover his face. He couldn't stretch it so long. He could only slap on his stomach. The thief was embarrassed. .

Oops, did I collect more than a thousand wastes into the town to eat and drink for nothing? Robb was embarrassed. Now Xifeng Town is not the time to play with these vain things. What it needs is development and construction! What the **** is literature? Isn’t it the one who wrote the book? He who wrote the book is a big flicker.

Robb had no choice but to say: "Well, I won't ask what you are good at. What are you not good at, but can you use it to survive?"

"Oh, in this respect." Elf elder said: "Our elven craftsmen know how to make small things, such as elven longbows, elven daggers, and elven biscuits. They can also make alchemy, magic, and magic props. Alas! Anyway! These are little tricks, which are not worth mentioning when compared with our poetry and literary attainments."

The muscles on Robb’s face twitched. Let me go to **** with the **** poetry and literature. You know so much, and they are all useful things. Don’t twist the poetry and literature for me. Give it to me. Recognize your true value!