bookbashuk Chapter 121 Elune, did you add [Hair Growth Potion]?
Chapter 121 Elune, did you add [Hair Growth Potion]?
Lynn's speech was like a boulder thrown into a stagnant pool, creating not ripples, but a wave that swept across the entire Hanhe Basin.
The news spread very quickly.
Starting from the construction site by the Han River, the prophet's words about "white bread," "freedom and equality," and "a world without nobles" spread wildly throughout the Han River Basin.
At first, the public was somewhat skeptical.
Then came the cautious probing.
But when the first group of civilians who responded to the call and came to the construction site of Hanhe New City actually received their full amount of copper coins after their first day of work, and were treated to a hearty meal of meat soup and coarse grain cakes that very day—
The public was in an uproar.
They remembered the proverb from the River Khan and believed that Lynn was a prophet who could bring abundance.
fifteen days.
In just fifteen days.
The scene along the Han River has been completely transformed.
The new city has already reached a certain size.
Of course, in addition to the enthusiasm of the people, the dedication and hard work of the goblins are also indispensable.
but.
At this moment, Lynn was preparing to rush back to Silverdew Village.
Our beautiful Elune chieftain seems to have some good news to share with the prophet.
Before leaving, he made a special detour to the makeshift communal kitchen area.
Sylvia was stirring a thick soup in front of a large pot, a little flour on her forehead, her silver twin tails swaying gently with her movements.
When she saw Lynn approaching, she instinctively shrank back, her eyes darting away.
Lynn walked up to her and naturally leaned close to her ear.
This sudden close-range movement made Sylvia freeze, and she almost dropped the spoon in her hand into the pot.
"Master? What are you doing?" Her voice changed, and the tips of her ears quickly turned red.
"Sylvia, you did a good job with this punishment."
Lynn's voice was very low, only the two of them could hear it.
Sylvia paused, a hint of relief just appearing on her face—
"but."
"My punishments don't stop there."
Lynn changed the subject abruptly, his tone clearly mocking.
"what?"
"Do we...do we want further punishment?"
Sylvia's emerald green eyes widened.
"Yes, that's right." Lynn nodded, her expression serious.
"Of course, Sylvia can also choose not to accept punishment."
A glimmer of hope had just appeared in Sylvia's eyes.
"but."
"Master, I can only report this to the Elders' Council, and while I'm at it... have a good talk with Vera about the specifics of what happened that night."
Lynn added slowly.
"don't want!"
Sylvia practically screamed, grabbing Lynn's sleeve frantically, her face drained of color. "Master! I accept the punishment! Please, please don't tell Vera!"
Seeing her panicked and tearful appearance, Lynn felt a little bit of mischievous pleasure.
This rival from my past life now has something on me, so how can I not "teach" him a lesson?
"Then you'd better do your best," Lynn said, patting her shoulder meaningfully.
"I will... Master." Sylvia lowered her head, her voice soft, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her apron.
After teasing Sylvia, Lynn left the construction site in a good mood and headed towards Silver Dew Village.
Return to Silver Dew Village.
Lynn walked straight toward Elune's treehouse.
Elune was standing on the platform outside the house, seemingly waiting for him.
She was still wearing that simple druid robe, her long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, shimmering softly in the setting sun.
His cool and aloof expression, his upright posture—everything was the same as always.
But as Lynn approached, he sensed something subtly amiss.
Elune's gaze... was darting away.
Although she quickly regained her composure and returned to her cool and dignified demeanor, Lynn still caught a glimpse of her momentary guilt and panic.
It felt like I had done something wrong.
Lynn raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
However, his mind was still focused on devising Sylvia's next punishment, and he didn't think about it in depth.
"Chief Elune, I heard you wanted to see me?"
Lynn walked onto the platform and smiled.
"teacher."
"You must be tired from your journey, please come in."
Elune nodded slightly and stepped aside to gesture for him to come inside.
The treehouse was filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.
On the table was a rectangular box covered with dark velvet.
"Teacher, this is a legendary piece of equipment crafted for you." Elune walked to the table and gently lifted the velvet cloth.
The box was lined with soft silver silk, on which several items lay quietly.
The most eye-catching item is a staff about 1.2 meters long with a dark gold wood grain pattern.
The staff is not straight, but has an extremely beautiful natural curve. The top is not inlaid with gemstones, but has a crystal core that seems to still be slowly pulsating, with a faint flow of light inside.
There was also a set of neatly folded light armor, the plates as thin as cicada wings, with a faint pearly luster.
"The core of this equipment set is the All-Encompassing Core within it," Elune said calmly.
"It is forged from the heart marrow of an ancient tree, the core of all things, meteorite iron, mithril, and psionic crystals that have solidified many spells."
"In theory, as long as you infuse enough magic or battle aura into the core of all things and imagine the form of the weapon—"
She gestured for Lynn to pick up the staff.
Lynn gripped the staff; its smooth, warm touch felt as if it were alive.
He had a slight thought and tried to imagine the shape of the "longsword".
The dark gold staff instantly flowed, deformed, and reformed like mercury—
Almost the instant the thought arose in his mind, the staff in his hand transformed into a longsword, its weight, center of gravity, and feel perfectly matched.
He then imagined a "longbow".
The longsword flowed again, transforming into a beautifully shaped longbow, with the bowstring automatically generated.
Imagine different forms of hammers, blades, shields... or even staves.
Every transition was incredibly smooth, without any hesitation.
"Light armor works on the same principle." Elune picked up the light armor again.
"It has a built-in advanced transformation formula, which can change the style, color, and thickness as you wish."
"It can be worn as casually as everyday clothes, and can instantly enhance protection during combat. It can even be used to locally enhance defense or mobility as needed."
Lynn took the light armor; it felt extremely light in his hand.
With a thought, his light armor instantly transformed into a dark, fitted robe that fit his body perfectly.
"marvelous!"
"Elune, you did a fantastic job! This was tailor-made for me!"
After trying it a few times, Lynn couldn't help but admire it.
With this equipment, his multi-class abilities as a knight, mage, and ranger can be maximized, switching forms is instantaneous, and his tactical flexibility will be greatly enhanced.
Hearing Lynn's praise, Elune's lips curved almost imperceptibly, but she quickly closed them again.
She lowered her eyes: "As long as the teacher likes it."
"I don't just like it, it's absolutely perfect!" Lynn transformed the equipment back into its original staff form and played with it with it with great affection.
At this moment, Elune turned around and picked up an exquisite glass bowl from the wooden table beside her.
Yes, it's a bowl of plum juice.
"The teacher must be tired after rushing back all the way."
"I...I learned how to make some plum juice, chilled with ice. Please have some to quench your thirst."
She handed the glass bowl to Lynn, her voice softer than usual.
Lynn's gaze shifted from the staff to the plum juice, and then to Elune's face.
The aloof and beautiful elven chieftain personally made him plum juice.
To be honest, ever since being tricked by Sylvia's spiked plum juice last time, Lynn has had a bit of a prejudice against "sour plum juice" and even secretly resolved to give it up.
but.
But Elune made this!!
How can Elune's homemade plum juice be the same as any other plum juice?
"Thank you, Chief Elune."
"Chief Elune is so thoughtful."
Lynn took the glass bowl; it was icy cold to the touch.
He picked up the bowl without thinking much about it.
He finished the whole bowl of plum juice in no time.
The cool, sweet and sour liquid was indeed thirst-quenching.
The flavors are just right; it seems the clan chief is quite talented in cooking.
Lynn handed the empty bowl back to Elune, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand: "It tasted great, Elune, thank you for your thoughtfulness."
Elune took the empty bowl, her fingers tightening slightly.
She lowered her head, not daring to look Lynn in the eye, and simply replied softly, "Teacher, I'm glad you like it."
It was only then that Lynn belatedly realized that Elune seemed... to have a strange expression.
And from the moment she started looking away from him, her eyes had been avoiding his gaze.
Is it because crafting equipment is too tiring?
Just as Lynn was about to say a few words of concern, a familiar warm current suddenly rose quietly from her lower abdomen.
This feeling.
This feeling is so familiar.
Lynn's smile gradually froze.
He slowly, very slowly turned his head to look at Elune, who was still looking down and appeared somewhat nervous.
Lynn closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When Lynn opened his eyes again, he showed a hint of resignation.
Elune.
"Are you...?"
"Did they add a male enhancement drug to it?"