Chapter 168: After the Legacy of Dwarf Heroes (Part 2)
Chapter 168: After the remaining dwarf heroes (Part 2)
Lada smiled slightly and said: "You are indeed a kind human being. Although you refuse to say why you came here, I think that since you can come, you must have the ability to go back. If you can restore your vitality, and
I want to go back to mainland Yangon, and I would like to ask you to take Xilu with you, is that okay?"
Nian Bing looked at Lada in surprise. Although he guessed that Lada's request would not be easy to fulfill, he did not expect it to be so difficult. There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, "Auntie, you only have one child, Xilu."
Well, if he leaves, then you..."
Rada shook his head and said: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. We dwarves have a very long life. Although we are not as good as those humans who are demigods or above, we can live to be about 1,200 years old. I have already lived this year."
I am already one thousand three hundred and forty years old, and I am already a damned person. But Xilu is only three hundred years old this year, just like you human beings who are in their twenties, so I don’t want him to still stay.
In this hopeless place."
Nian Bing frowned slightly and said: "Auntie, didn't you say before that the dwarves who stay here all live for their beliefs?"
Lada smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "For faith? Yes! For faith. If there was no faith, I'm afraid those of us who stayed here would have perished long ago. The reason why I want to tell Xilu like this is to tell him what our dwarfs once did.
Brilliance is to make him an upright dwarf hero, but will a dwarf who always lives in a cave become a hero? Your arrival is an opportunity for us. I don’t want my children to stay here anymore.
He has lived a lonely life for thousands of years like me. I hope he can go out and see the outside world. Maybe you will find my request very abrupt, but you know what? The remaining dwarves among us include me.
There are only seven of us, including He Xilu, and among the seven of us, only Xilu is still a dwarf in the prime of life, and I am the only female left. In other words, it is impossible for us to reproduce. If we continue like this, the final result will be
It can only be extinct. And Xilu, only by leaving here can we have a chance!"
Nian Bing finally understood what Lada meant, nodded slightly, and said: "Auntie, I understand what to do. If I can survive and have a chance to leave alive, then I will definitely take Xi Lu away.
As long as I am still alive, I will definitely protect him."
Lada smiled slightly and said: "There is no need to protect yourself. As a descendant of the dwarf hero Ximo, Xilu is fully capable of protecting himself. Thank you Nian Bing. Although it is just a promise, I believe you can do it.
.You can make any requests. As long as we can do it, we will definitely satisfy you. Oh. Maybe you don’t know yet, we dwarves are born to be the best forging craftsmen. Living in this mountain for tens of thousands of years, we are bored
At that time, we could only study casting. I think that even if our motherland returns to this world, I am afraid that no one will be better at casting and can cast better things than the remaining old guys like us."
Facing the temptation, Nian Bing just smiled and shook his head, saying: "Auntie, I don't have any requirements for helping you. There are no requirements. If you have any good equipment or weapons, leave them to Xi Lu.
I think these things will be more useful to him."
Radal was stunned for a moment and said: "Nian Bing. Maybe you still don't understand how precious the things cast by our dwarf forging masters are. With our current skills and dedication, the things we cast with all our heart can definitely be regarded as artifacts. Could it be?
Don’t you hope to get it? This is what you deserve.”
Nian Bing shook his head and said: "I treat Xi Lu as a friend, and you as an elder. Since we are friends, we should help each other. If I accept your things, it will become an employment relationship between us.
The friendship between the two countries will no longer be pure. I don’t need anything. I think that any external objects will not have much effect on cultivation, but will have the opposite effect. Only by continuously strengthening one’s own cultivation can we be able to
Become stronger, right?"
"Okay, if you can understand this truth, you already have the possibility to become stronger. You are indeed a good young man among human beings. No wonder Xilu respects you so much. However, if you can control your mind and continue to practice,
With the help of good weapons, it will be more beneficial to improve the strength. Quick, Sister Lada, let me see what the legendary pie looks like." As he said that, a group of six people came in from outside.
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From the appearance, Nian Bing could only simply see the age difference between these six people. As Lada said, these six people were all men. Except for Xi Lu, three of the other five had hair like Lada.
They are completely white, and the remaining two people also have messy white hair. The same thing is that these dwarf men all have unkempt faces and curly beards. The clothes they wear are all made of animal scales.
It's done, the style is very beautiful.
Rada smiled slightly and handed over the big cake in his hand. An old dwarf man who was walking at the front took it over. Seeing the legendary big cake, the five elderly dwarves became as excited as Rada.
I watched, smelled, and kept talking about it.
Xi Lu chuckled and said to Nian Bing in a low voice: "Brother, these are the elders of my clan. The one who just spoke is Uncle Xi Rong, who is second only to my mother in seniority in the clan. Speaking of which, after so many generations of inheritance
, our clansmen here are all relatives, and there are only seven of us left in our dwarf clan. What were you and my mother talking about just now? They seemed to be talking very passionately."
Nian Bing glanced at Lada, smiled and said: "Nothing, Aunt Lada is telling me how superb your dwarves are in smelting." After listening to Xilu's words, he gradually understood that incest marriage is not a good thing.
, although there is this mountain as a base, these dwarves have been intermarried with each other to reproduce offspring, and problems will always arise, so the number will become smaller and smaller.
Upon hearing this, Xilu immediately puffed up his chest and said: "Of course, we dwarves are strongest in smelting, casting and making. You give us this legendary big cake, and I will also give you a piece of clothing."
How about it? There are indeed many powerful monsters in this God's Continent. Their own strong defense is mainly due to the scales on their bodies. If we get these scales and undergo special transformation and refinement, they will be able to
It can be turned into an excellent armor. I have a lot of materials there, and I will make one for you later."
Nian Bing smiled and said: "It's not urgent. Since you are all here, I will cook for you first."
As soon as they heard that Nian Bing was going to cook for them, the dwarves suddenly became excited. The elderly dwarves came to Nian Bing with big cakes in their hands, waiting to see how he made delicious food.
Nian Bing said to Xi Lu: "You just said you can make fire. Then the task of making fire will be left to you." As he spoke, he took out a large pot from his space ring, and then took out several more
Kitchen utensils, and next, he took out a bunch of bottles and jars of various seasonings and placed them on the stone table beside him.
Seeing Nian Bing taking out so many novel things, these dwarves who were born on the God's Continent suddenly became curious. However, each of them was embarrassed to look closer, but the light of hope in their eyes made Nian Bing heartbroken.
He had a lot of feelings. Without magic, he certainly couldn't make the best dishes, and at the same time, he didn't want to make the best things. These dwarves are used to eating Warcraft meat. If
Just let them eat the most delicious food, I'm afraid they won't be able to stand it.
Thinking of this, Nian Bing took out two cabbages and placed them on the chopping board of the stone table. When they saw the cabbage appearing, the dwarves exclaimed again and shouted, could this be the legendary green cabbage?
Nian Bing smiled slightly, took the big handles, and started his cooking process. He did it very simply, neatly cutting the cabbage into strips. He started the fire with the stew, used cabbage and flatbread as the main ingredients, and served it to everyone.
The dwarves came to make pancakes.
The method of making a fire is very strange. He took out a yellow crystal and put it on the ground. He twisted it with his fingers and a flame suddenly burst out. The temperature of the fire was very high. If he were an ordinary chef, he would probably not be able to handle such a high temperature flame if he suddenly encountered it.
Adaptation. But to Nian Bing, this was nothing. Soon, he had started the process of cooking by himself.
The soft chant of the wind of freedom appeared in Nian Bing's hand with a cyan light, which immediately illuminated the stone chamber. Lada's eyes lit up. She did not look at the knife, but her eyes fell on the wind chanting stone. Her eyes flickered and looked.
Nian Bing looked at the gem again and seemed to be making some plans. Several other dwarves also saw the Aotian Sword. They were also surprised, but in their surprise, their eyes contained a bit of contempt and regret.
Oil is one of the most important cooking supplies that Nian Bing always carries with him. When the oil gave off aroma in the hot pot, all the dwarves were silent, sniffing vigorously, as if they were afraid that the smell would suddenly disappear.
Nian Bing moved very quickly. Three large plates of fried cakes appeared on the stone table in a short time.
He made a gesture of invitation, "Come on, senior dwarves, please taste my craftsmanship." Although it was just fried pancakes, although Nian Bing had lost his human feeling and could not even smell it, as a top-notch
A chef, how can the food he makes be mediocre?
Looking at the golden cake shreds and the emerald green cabbage, the dwarves swallowed their saliva, but no one of them took action first.
It was Lada who was the first to take action. She smiled slightly and said, "Come on, don't let Nian Bing's good intentions go to waste." As she said that, she reached out her hand first, and regardless of the temperature of the fried cakes, she grabbed a handful and put it in her mouth.
Stuff it in. As soon as she moved, the other dwarves immediately started to move. Nian Bing felt his eyes blurred, and every dwarf began to chew in their mouths.
The dwarves chewed for a long time, completely immersed in the enjoyment of the food. Gradually, their faces were covered with tears. When they swallowed the fried cakes, they all knelt down.
, prostrated on the ground, low and low, not knowing what he was talking about.
After a long time, Lada led the dwarves to stand up again, wiped away the tears on his face, took a deep look at Nian Bing, and said: "Thank you Nian Bing, for your help to our dwarves, we will never
forget."
Nian Bing hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't be so polite. This is nothing, it's just a simple meal."
Lada's face darkened and he said: "Perhaps this is nothing to you, but to us dwarves, the meaning of these fried cakes is completely different. You know, although we are dwarves, we
But we were born and raised here, and our knowledge of the outside world is only a few hundred miles around this sacred mountain. We all know from legends that we have a hometown, but none of us have ever seen it.
We have all doubted and felt uneasy about what our hometown is like. It is the unyielding belief that supports us to live until now. These foods are no longer simple foods. They tell us that everything really exists. Yangon Continent exists.
Our lost continent also exists! It gives us more confidence to survive and to wait for the moment when our motherland comes back."
Nian Bing nodded and said: "Auntie, I understand what you mean. I'm sorry. It was my fault just now."
Lada shook his head and said: "No, it's nothing. Come on, my people, let us have a good meal similar to the food of our hometown, so that we will remember this taste forever."