Sword and Magic and Taxi

The world Zhao Mai sees on his mobile phone is Alda.

Finally it's no longer a gray no-passage state, but the fee is six hundred and sixty-six gold coins...Ilúvatar is still so cruel and ruthless. He was unhappy, but if Alda didn't go there I always feel that there are still some shortcomings. That's where Zhao Mai's real explosive growth took place, and it's also the hometown where the Z-worm was born. Now that the Z-worms are considered developed in the multiverse, it's time to return home in glory.

His own pocket money was not enough to pay for the trip, so he went to Duojian, who was responsible for all the chores at home, especially the financial power. Diana has always been a spendthrift, but Satiri thinks everything is expensive and would rather do it all by herself than spend money. One of them is a former god and the other is a former slave. Only Dogian, who has relatively balanced values ​​and has a neural auxiliary network to provide reference opinions and a financial system, is left to do this.

After hearing Zhao Mai's intention, Duojian rolled his eyes and said: You have no problem if you want to go to Arda, but can you take us to see it? When King Aragorn immigrated to Atas, although he was also connected to Arda , but because of time constraints, I couldn’t appreciate it properly.”

It is Party A who pays the money, and Party A’s opinions must always be respected. It happened that Qiqi was on summer vacation and everyone was free, so the tour was decided. The cost for one round trip is 666, and based on family relationships, setting everyone up as crew members only costs ten gold coins, which is relatively cheap.

Cheapness is indeed relative. Although the cost of 666 has dropped significantly compared with the toll fee of hundreds of thousands in the past, it was the stage when the origin-level world had just emerged and had the highest value. But now that Alda has been normalized, the first-mover advantage in the competition for original power and transcendental positions has been completely divided. Accumulation is more important than being first, so prices will naturally continue to drop. In the multiverse, it is very rare for a normal world to have a toll of nearly 700.

Therefore, Zhao Mai made a special trip to Atas, met Aragorn and others, and asked them what they needed. These people have become independent from the history of Arda, but they still have great feelings for the past world. On the one hand, they want to get some more unique products from the world of Alda and use them in their current home as a memorial. In addition, they came into contact with the knowledge of Atas and the earth, and they hoped that Zhao Mai could pass on some things that could improve their living conditions.

I'm not sure if this is possible. Let me ask Ilúvatar first. If he agrees, I will send it to you.

The rules for cross-world freight transportation are much more complicated than passenger transportation, especially things that may affect the development of civilization and the course of history. Aragorn and others expressed their understanding and did not force it. They just wished Zhao Mai a safe journey.

The ladies of Zhao Mai's family loaded large and small bags into the car-all of them were space bags produced by Satiri. There was nothing in them. They were all prepared for purchasing elven items. Elf items that are exquisite, practical and full of elegance have a good market in every world, and have always been synonymous with rarity and expensiveness. The Elves of Arda have a rich and long history. They are also an extremely rare immortal race in the multiverse, with enough time to devote their energy to artistic creation. The best poetry, handicrafts, weapons and armor, accessories and clothing are all made by the elves, how can we not attract attention. And in the history of Arda, the elves eventually left their homes in Middle-earth, heading to the seaside and taking boats, leaving countless good things behind. These space bags are just for the convenience of everyone’s shopping.

Good things, discounts, promotions, sales, these words contain power that is more powerful than any magic. Even magicians, goddesses and... dragons cannot resist it. Alexstrasza paid for the destiny gold coins herself, and had to set herself as a security officer among the crew members, so she also had to go with him.

First of all, let me be clear. In the history of Arda, dragons are not good things. There are no friendly and just dragons at all, not even neutral ones. If you go, I don't care about purchasing things. Don't change back to your true form. Scare people, especially in front of dwarves, got it?

The dragon girl's nodding movements formed an afterimage. How could she be allowed to get off again? So Zhao Mai drove the car, and the whole family ate hot pot, sang songs, and rushed towards happiness.

From another perspective, in Rivendell, the elf city of Arda, a meeting of great importance is being held secretly. Elrond, the Elf King, summoned important people from all over the continent to announce the existence of the One Ring and brainstorm what to do with it. Humans, dwarves, elves, and all peace-loving creatures gathered here, talking, discussing, and quarreling endlessly, and the venue fell into chaos for a time. The Supreme Lord of the Rings lay quietly on the stone platform in the center of the venue. Next to it were the fragments of the sharpest ax of the dwarves. Such mortal weapons could not hurt it at all, let alone the surrounding mortals. It continues to release feelings of fear, insecurity, frustration and tension, affecting others, keeping them divided and debilitated. The Lord of the Rings is looking for a candidate. Who is the right candidate to send him back to the demon king Sauron?

When everyone was in a mess, the shortest and thinnest among them stood up, and his voice was not loud. Frodo frowned slightly and plucked up the courage to say, I'll take it with me to Mordor. His voice lowered again, and he said with a hint of hesitation, It's just that I don't know how to get to Mordor.

Everyone stopped making noise and turned their attention to Frodo one by one. Only the Elf King Elrond looked at the sky. Gandalf was about to say something when he suddenly frowned and looked in the same direction as the Elf King. I will go with you, Frodo Baggins. But what is that in heaven?

An iron box the size of a carriage crossed across the sky, trailing a trail of white vapor behind it, which stood out in the blue sky. Mithlanda (Gandalf's elf name), you are well-informed, but do you know what kind of creature that is?

Well-informed Gandalf shook his head, Without wings, it shouldn't be a bird, but it flies really fast! It comes from the northwest and moves under the sun, so it shouldn't have anything to do with Mordor.

But it is coming in the direction of Rivendell. No matter what it is, you must be alert. Elrond nodded to Glorfindel and motioned for the latter to organize a defense. The blond elf quickly left the venue, and then a loud horn sound sounded in Rivendell, and the elite elf archers quickly entered a combat-ready position. They could already see the flying objects in the sky clearly, and everyone expressed surprise that something without wings but with four wheels could fly into the sky.

THE·CHE circled in the sky and then slowly descended. While controlling the car, Zhao Mai poked his head out of the window and shouted in pure Vera: Hey, good day, no war, I am a guest.

Ever since the Valar fought against Melkor and returned to Valinor after their victory, away from Middle-earth, no one has heard the voice of Valar for a long, long time. Even the immortal elves, only those who are particularly ancient and noble. A few have ever heard this language. Elrond was one of them. His childhood memories were immediately recalled, and a sense of identity buried deep in his blood emerged spontaneously. Probably friends, he said to Gandalf, who nodded vigorously.

Glorfindel was also one of the few elves who could understand. When he ran back to the venue in a hurry, THE CHE happened to land, and Zhao Mai opened the door and came down. He was wearing a black robe made by Nexus and modified by Z-worms. It was exactly the opposite of the bright and brilliant style of the Elf City, and he looked like a real mess. Ha, you are in a meeting! Zhao Mai switched to Elvish again, with the same accuracy and the style of the high elves of Valinor.

He shook hands with everyone in turn and said hello, calling everyone's name accurately, but no one present knew him. If Elrond and Glorfindel were famous for a long time, and Gandalf was widely known for his wanderings, it would be reasonable to be called out directly, but when Zhao Mai directly revealed Aragorn's identity, he knelt down and patted Frodo. When they said hello to him, everyone couldn't understand it at all and stood stunned on the spot. Oh, they are not all stunned, the dwarf Gimli is laughing heartily at the fact that his name is widely spread, he is the only one.

How is your shoulder injury? Show me. Elrond is a good healer, but he is still far inferior to me. Zhao Mai said to Frodo: Don't just stare, I can say The language of your clan is not strange, part of it was created by me.

Frodo felt dizzy, and he obeyed and pulled his collar, revealing the wound on his shoulder. He was stabbed by the cursed sword wielded by the Ringwraith. Although the wound healed, the curse remained, which would continue to consume his energy and continue to torture his soul. Elrond used various means but still could not eradicate it. He once asserted: Only in Valinor, the eternal land, can there be a way to remove this curse.

There was a fresh scar on the surface of the wound, but under the skin, buried deep in the body, there was an iron-green energy that seemed to be stagnant, which was the curse from the leader of the Nazgul. Zhao Mai pressed his thumb on the scar, swept it from one end to the other, and directly squeezed the cursed energy out of Frodo. The wound reopened and bright red blood flowed out, but it was quickly repaired by the force of nature, and this time not even a scar was left.

The Witch King's curse magic was like a gray flame, which was extinguished after Zhao Mai rubbed it on his fingers. In any society with normal values, doctors are respected, and this has been the case since the witch doctors in primitive societies. Zhao Mailu's skill will be valued and protected not only among the elves, but also among the demons in hell.

I haven't asked for your name yet, but I am a guest who fell from the sky. Elrond nodded in greeting: Your erudition and superb medical ability amaze us. You must not be an unknown person.

My name in this world of Maiya is Mailong, not the Mailong of Sauron. You don't have to worry. Just call me Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai scratched his head and said to everyone: I basically know you. Everyone knows what happened in the past and the future, but that is another world, not this one. All I can say is that I have experienced all this now, and I came back to play with Ilúvatar... …I’m asking for advice.”

It was so pitiful that the Elf King didn't know how to continue what Zhao Mai said. Although Zhao Mai quickly changed his tune, everyone heard what he meant by playing with Ilúvatar. As long as anyone who dares to say this is not a lunatic, his status is too high.

Elrond would not doubt the authenticity of what Zhao Mai said at all. Being able to use Vera language already showed his identity. Only the Valar and Maia who initially followed Ilúvatar could speak Valar, plus at most a few of the earlier elves. Others, like Elrond, could understand the language but could not speak or write it. Even when Gandalf left Valinor, he was temporarily withdrawn from the Valar language. Sauron and Melkor were directly deprived of the ability to use this language.

I wanted to go directly to the outskirts of Arda, but my vehicle couldn't navigate there. So I wanted to go to Valinor to find Manwë and borrow his portal to go there, but I found that I couldn't even find Valinor. Not enough. Zhao Mai spread his hands and expressed his helplessness: Then I diverted to Gray Port, but the elves there were unwilling to lend me a boat. The shipbuilder Chierdan said that they need to obey the orders of the Elf King, Those ships were built according to the number of elves, and there was no surplus. Elrond, you are the nearest elven king, so I came to you. By the way, my family is still in the car. If you can sign an order Lend me a boat or something, and I’ll just drive away.”

Let me think about it slowly, these things are a bit too sudden. Elrond sat back on the throne, tilted his head and supported it with his fingers, trying with all his strength to clear his mind.

Although the elves are not as flexible and fast as human thinking, they are still much faster than the slow tree people, so Zhao Mai is not in a hurry. He waited quietly, while Frodo touched his robe, raised his head and asked: Mr. Zhao Mai, are you also a mage, just like Lord Gandalf? You are all wearing solid-color robes.

Oh, I'm not a mage, although he is in gray robe and I am indeed in black robe. Zhao Mai responded with a smile: He can illuminate the surroundings with a staff and charge with a sword, but I don't have a staff and only a long sword - And I don’t use it often.”

Then can you help us destroy the Lord of the Rings? Frodo asked with wide eyes: I don't want you to take risks, but you have a flying car that can easily enter Mordor and Mount Doom, right?

How can I refuse your request? After all... Zhao Mai touched Frodo's hair, I have only one question, are you sure you want to destroy the Supreme Lord of the Rings?

A complicated look flashed in Frodo's eyes, as if he was a little hesitant. However, the damage done to him by the Lord of the Rings was not too deep at this time, so he quickly got rid of its influence, pursed his lips and nodded.

In that case, Zhao Mai said to Elrond: I am responsible for destroying the Lord of the Rings. How about you give me a ship to Valinor? This can reduce a lot of losses, and Frodo does not have to lose his fingers. Oh, Don't worry, Frodo, you didn't chop off your hand and lose your fingers.