The origin of this foul-mouthed dwarf is not simple. He and his brothers collaborated to create many artifacts, including Thor's Thor's hammer.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself."
The blue-skinned dwarf hammered his chest and said, "My name is Brock, the most powerful blacksmith in the nine realms."
Yongzhen hated people who liked to give oral pleasure and spray feces. She frowned and kept silent, showing no intention of paying any attention to Brock.
Lu Xiao didn't have any special feelings about this, he had long been used to it.
One of Lu Xiao's roommates in the university dormitory liked to talk dirty.
At that time, my roommate thought it was cool to be so casually rude. This was mainly due to the influence of his family members who had a very low cultural level.
After entering the society and gradually maturing, the roommate once considered this cool experience as a dark history in his life.
Lu Xiao thinks it’s unnecessary. It doesn’t matter if you laugh and curse with close friends. Everyone knows that there is no malice in these swear words.
But speaking dirty words in front of strangers is a bit of a quality issue, just like Brock in front of you.
Lu Xiao noticed Yong Zhen's displeased expression, and in order to embarrass this big boss, he took off the Xuanyuan Sword and its scabbard and threw it to Brock.
"Then help me see if there is anything worth improving on this sword."
After catching it, Brock unsheathed the sword without saying a word, and his expression suddenly froze.
"I'm really going to live forever!"
Brock was surprised and stretched out his fingers to touch the mountains, rivers, sun and moon engraved on the surface of Xuanyuan Sword.
"This sword is definitely not made by Jiujie. The forging technique is completely different. Where did you get it from?"
Lu Xiao shrugged: "This is the divine sword inherited from my hometown. How about it? Can it be improved?"
"Fuck you!"
Brock threw the sword back to Lu Xiao angrily: "This weapon from outside the Nine Realms is not the same as my forging skills at all. How do you want me to modify it? Get out of here!"
Lu Xiao hung the Xuanyuan Sword on his waist again without taking it seriously, and said with a smile: "Don't feel inferior, Brock, there is a saying in my hometown that there is a specialization in the art."
Brock yelled unhappily: "I'm not..."
"Enough chatting, I really have one thing to ask you."
Interrupting Brock's swear words, Lu Xiao raised his finger and pointed to the door deep in the temple and asked: "Behind that door is the national teleportation room. Do you have the key to activate the teleportation device?"
"No!"
Brock walked angrily towards the depths of the temple, preparing to open a shop in front of the door of the Kingdom Teleportation Room.
"The dwarves have a special method. They don't need a national teleportation room to travel between the nine realms. What the hell am I doing with the key?"
Lu Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked meaningfully: "Then can you send us to other countries? We only need to go to each country once, and we will pay the reward."
"It's too much trouble!"
While unloading the goods from the camel beast, Brock cursed and said: "Gan! I'd better help you make a key. I don't have that much time to travel with you."
Lu Xiao raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile that showed his plan had succeeded: "Haha~ I'll trouble you then."
…
Lu Xiao didn't know if Brock was just talking about it when he said he was the best blacksmith in the nine worlds, but he did have two skills in blacksmithing.
Promising Lu Xiao to forge the key, Brock set up the forging yard and immediately started working.
Unlike some people who prefer a quiet working environment, Brock kept chatting with Lu Xiao during the building process.
"Weirdos from outside the Nine Realms, why did you come to this land? Just to travel?"
"I have to say, you came at the wrong time. The predicted Ragnarok is coming, and the Nine Realms will soon be in chaos."
"Ragnarok?"
"Yes, it is rumored that most of the gods will fall in Ragnarok. That old boy Odin is going crazy, looking for ways to prevent Ragnarok from coming."
"But fate is so fucked up. No one can change his or her own destiny."
"I don't agree with this."
With nothing going on, Lu Xiao simply calmed down and chatted with Brock.
"The unchangeable destiny is just an excuse for those who are accustomed to escaping. I have seen people who deviate from their own destiny countless times. The future is by no means unchangeable."
"Ha!" Brock retorted with a sneer: "That's in your world."
"clang!"
Hitting the half-formed key with a hammer, Brock said mockingly: "In the Nine Realms, fate is fixed and no one can change it."
"Let me give you an example. This temple will soon welcome two new guests. Both of them are important figures who appeared in the prophecy."
Lu Xiao spread his hands speechlessly: "This is not a prophecy, you just saw their whereabouts in advance."
"According to what you say, I can also predict."
"The taller of the two will open the temple door. When he enters, he will step with his right foot first."
"Clang!"
As soon as Lu Xiao finished speaking, a bald man opened the door of the temple with force and stepped in first with his right foot.
"Gan!"
Brock threw the completed key into the bucket to quench in displeasure: "It's so boring to chat with you. You have to refute anything I say!"
Most people of Lu Xiao's generation have been network keyboard warriors, and arguing is the basic passive skill of keyboard warriors.
In fact, Brock's words were not completely wrong. Lu Xiao had already vaguely noticed it.
The time rules of the Nine Realms are very bad. It is the kind of closed-loop structure that Lu Xiao is most worried about.
This is also the biggest reason why Odin and the giants can leave prophecies. The future of the ring world is very easy to see and is so stable that it will hardly change. The corrective power of the rules of time will guide the development of events to the predetermined track.
Unless the game breaker has the ability to rewrite the rules of time and straighten the closed-loop time structure of the Nine Realms into a normal linear structure.
This is why Atreus and Jormungandr could meet each other when they were young, because the stupid snake was beaten from the future.
"Oh~"
Familiar children's voices came from outside the temple gate. Atreus, who was very curious, ignored his father's obstruction and trotted to Lu Xiao and Brock.
"Hey~Brock, we meet again."
Brock handed the key to Lu Xiao angrily, turned his head and glanced at Atreus: "It's you, kid, do you need to make a weapon?"
"No, but I hope you can help us maintain our equipment."
Atreus turned his gaze to Lu Xiao, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
After Altaïr's armor was destroyed, Eitri's new armor did not include a hood, and Lu Xiao was too lazy to make another one to wear.
The appearance of Easterners is completely different from that of Westerners. Atreus was very interested in the appearance of Yongzhen and Lu Xiao and asked them about their origins.
Kratos, carrying an ax behind him, walked over from the gate: "Boy, come back, don't disturb other people."
Lu Xiao is also very interested in the true identity of Atreus. He wants to know what this little guy will do in the future.
"Hello, Atreus, I am Lu Xiao, and the others are my fiancee Yongzhen, my relative Tamamozen, and my dog Xiaofen."
"Ouch!"
"Shut up, don't make any noise!"
Scolding Fenrir's protest, Lu Xiao continued: "We come from a distant country beyond the Nine Realms, the birthplace of Eastern civilization, China."
Kratos' brow twitched slightly.
'Chinese civilization seems to have been mentioned by Zeus before.'