Do you remember that the float Yinmeng made just now also had a circular mark like this behind the chair?" Luota finally said something.
Yuehua didn't notice this detail because he was on alert at the time.
Dai Yuan's mind was entirely on Yin Meng, and she didn't look at the chair he was sitting on.
"There is such a sign. It is twenty centimeters away from the left fulcrum, and it is about four times larger than this." Ruhua gave a set of precise numbers.
He knew that maybe every careful observation would play a role that cannot be ignored in the future. This was still a problem left over from learning opera when he was a child.
Luota's words were confirmed, which made him more confident in his deduction.
"There are records in ancient books that the dwarves are good at making weapons and wooden tools, and they live in the forest all year round. I guess they are the legendary dwarves," Luota said.
"In this case, the person in charge of the first place is probably a dwarf!" Yuehua said.
"Well, that's not all." Luota nodded and continued.
"Have you seen this arrow? It is not ordinary iron, nor is it fine steel. Its quality has surpassed that of your broken sword."
"What? A small arrow must use such good materials!" Yuehua couldn't believe it and quickly picked up all the arrows on the ground. These were treasures to him.
"They live in the mountains all year round. This material has been found in the rock formations underground for hundreds of millions of years. However, not everyone can find it. The dwarves have this characteristic. They know the locations of all the precious materials hidden underground, so they make some
Such arrows do not feel wasteful to them." The knowledgeable Luota explained.
"There is also such a thing. It is harder than the bows and arrows in the human world. It is like a stone to an egg..." Yuehua sighed with emotion.
"However, no matter how good they are, they are not as good as the iron egg in your arms. It is from the sky, not from the ground." Luota reminded Yuehua that the real good things are in his hands, not the hands of the dwarves.
Yuehua nodded and touched the iron egg in her arms. Ever since she got it, she has been carrying it around like a treasure.
"Perhaps you will have to rely on the dwarves to forge this iron egg for you in the future. Their skills are better than any of the most advanced swordsmiths in the human world." Luota said.