As far as the plane is concerned, a true heresy.

They are not those spies who are hated by mortals and open the door to foreign wars.

But those who perform the duties of the alien plane and spread the ideas of the alien plane.

After all, plane consciousness is not a personified existence, it only traces back to the lowest level logic.

Of course, if someone makes a "small report", it's a different situation...

In a certain sense, gods are superior.

It's just that this kind of personified superiority can often lead to disasters that are more difficult to deal with...

only……

"But as you can see, I am not a wealthy human being."

"So far, even having a full stomach is a headache."

"So, I can only give you a book."

"Perhaps, a little personal specialty drink as a bonus?"

Yi Xia rummaged around in her backpack for a long time.

Then, he took out the introductory spell book of a certain floating city that was still brand new.

Afterwards, after thinking for a while, Yi Xia brought some Sanyang decoction to the Orlasze man who looked troubled.

"Go and lead your people out of weakness."

"Perhaps we will meet in a certain plane?"

Yi Xia said.

"The people of Orrasze will always remember your help!"

"If it really comes to that day, I will do my best to make you full!"

The young Orrasze man said with his head held high.

The golden sunlight shines on the snow-white earth, and the refracted golden light dances on his forehead like an invisible crown.

Looks like:

This friend from Orlasze has a dangerous hairline...
Chapter completed!