Chapter 575

"This is an informal negotiation." Zhao Mai cheers up by explaining his ideas to Xiaohua. "It's not about ideology, it's not about politics Come on, I must be out of my mind to say these. I just said, "this is a business negotiation."

"Come on Xiaohua, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, encouraged Zhao Mai as always.

Zhao Mai is confident that he can do something that no one has ever tried, but he also needs to consider what to do when problems arise. He threw the grain reserves into the car and put the flowerpots of Xiaohua in. The car started and stopped a few meters away, ready to evacuate.

Even if they want to fight, the gods will not come down. The envoys are basically the most powerful force they can use. However, the envoys were not created out of thin air. They needed a believer's body as a container. Thankfully, druids don't have a very clear main belief - unlike magic users who have a magic God, there's no Druid god in glarion - and the only one who has magical powers in addition to the natural force is hall, the priest of godziley, the God of wind and waves. In order to fight for more time to escape when the negotiation breaks down, gozley is directly crossed out of the telephone directory by Zhao Mai.

He would never tell hall about it, nor would floret and grain reserves.

"Elori also ruled out that the gods who were too strict would not be accommodating, and the possibility of fighting was the highest. Animal and plant protection god, in charge of agriculture and commerce at the same time Alastair is a good choice. Let's start with her. "

Zhao Mai cleans up an open space beside the tree of realization, moves a stone board with psychic powers, and then draws the pattern of Alastair's holy emblem with ink on it. Xiao Hua is the artistic director of this work, and Shi Wu Shu is the producer's supervisor. Therefore, Zhao Mai's paintings are similar. The part of prayer can be played freely, but what can be used as a tribute?

Zhao Mai's first thought is the gold coin of fate, and elastier is also in charge of business. Should he be interested in gold coins? Zhao Mai took out five gold coins and put them beside the emblem. Then he began to pray on the opposite side of the stone slab.

"The sky is shining, the earth is shining, Alastair is shining I'm joking. I respect you, Monsieur erastier. My name is Zhao Mai. I come from other world. I come to glarion with the idea of friendship, goodwill and peace... "

Zhao Mai kept muttering, fully expounding his ideas, hoping to be recognized by erastier, so as to obtain the identity of "local creature". Even if it's not a "green card", it's good to have an official travel pass or temporary residence permit, at least to avoid most worries. However, it's much more troublesome than going to the embassy to get a visa. After all, the visa officer will ask a few questions, and Zhao Mai doesn't know what the gods are concerned about, so he can only keep talking according to his own imagination. After a long time, the emblem didn't respond, the divine power didn't fluctuate, and erastier didn't send any message to Zhao Mai, but the gold coin of fate was missing.

"You're sure nobody moved, right?" Zhao Mai looked at Xiaohua, who nodded his head. In fact, there is no need for Zhao Maigen to ask her. After all, he is also very alert. If someone comes to take the gold coin of fate, he will not know. "It's very much like driving through a car when the gold coin of fate disappears. It's completely silent and there's no trace, as if it didn't exist at all."

Xiaohua agreed: "well, I think so, too. Does this mean that the great God of Alastair has agreed to your request and your identity problem has been solved? "

"I don't know. I don't feel any feedback. Although a gold coin of fate is missing, what does it mean? Is it acquiescence, or is it ready to take money? Er I'm joking at the back, Dashen. Don't take it to heart. "

Xiao Hua glared at Zhao Mai: "pay attention to your words, don't make mistakes!"

"Mike, what are you doing here? Why haven't you left?" Wordsworth heard strange noises from a distance, so he came to check. He came over in two or three steps. Seeing the emblem on the stone, he took a breath: "are you crazy? I told you it's dangerous to do this. How can you get into trouble? "

"Confrontation is not the only theme in the world, but exploration and exploration. I believe that as long as we can communicate, it will always be much better than confrontation." Zhao Mai calmly explained to Wordsworth, "I've got grain reserves in this world, found flowers, and met you. I like the world. I hope to be accepted and allowed when I want to come here. I hope to be a guest. As you know, I am neither a thief nor a robber

"You, you!" Wordsworth raised his fist and punched himself in the thigh. "You are so bold! Are you negotiating with the gods? Put gold coins as chips? Fortunately, it's Alastair. He's in charge of trade, so he tolerates your behavior. What if other gods take this as a bribe and insult? As a mortal, you have only contribution and respect. You can't negotiate at all. "

Zhao Mai thought carefully that Wordsworth's words were really reasonable. He thought the negotiation was a little easier. The scene was really a little shabby. He put away the gold coins, changed a slate, and prepared to rearrange it.

I've tried elastier just now. If I do it again, maybe I'll be bored. I'll have to change to another one. According to the list, it's desna. Her name is "song of the stars", which is the goddess of dreams, stars, travel and luck. Although it has no direct connection with Druid's natural power, it should be Zhao Mai's traverser."For such a goddess, it's not appropriate to use fate gold coins. Then I can only hold one thing." Zhao Mai took out a sage's stone, or sorcerer's stone, and placed it under desna's emblem. "In theory, this is my life. I'm giving myself up. Is that enough to show respect? "

"I don't know..." Xiaohua shrugged her shoulders. No one could tell such a thing clearly.

"And then, Wordsworth is right, I don't know how a mortal can negotiate with a God, so I have to show enough strength." Zhao Mai waved to Wordsworth: "please step back and explain to the Druids in the community that I am praying."

"What do you want to do?" As soon as Wordsworth asked, he knew the answer. Zhao Mai began to release the natural force, and there were at least two forms of energy that he did not understand. This time, unlike mangrove, Zhao Mai didn't show the power of aggression, just let his body active.

Every cell is fully extended, and every inch of his body is burning to produce power. Zhao Mai quickly regenerates his body hair, and the golden light covers his figure, which is like a pillar of fire. The elemental power represented by lightning, fire and ice, the constantly emerging fragments of spirit and soul, and the vigorous vitality of the body, mixed into Zhao's declaration of marching towards the gods.

It's not extraordinary.