"Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding!"
The sound of hammering sounded, An Rui and Ran Xu saw a group of dwarves busy around an iron felt waving a big hammer from a distance.
The blower next to it was blowing the wind into the stove, and the roaring flame was spraying from it.
Ran Xu was a little curious and asked quietly, "An Rui, is this the palace of the dwarves?"
An Rui's mouth twitched. The group of dwarves were still exactly the same as before. He nodded and responded, "Uh, yes, dwarves, they like to strike iron. Dwarves who don't strike are not good dwarves."
After speaking, An Rui's eyes searched among the dwarves, and soon found the figure of the king of dwarves, pursed his mouth and said, "Well, the dwarf with the darkest skin is the king of the Black Iron Kingdom, Mai. Grid."
"Reincarnation Paradise"
King McGonagall's daily hobby is to strike iron, soaking in the blacksmith workshop or beside the iron felt all day long, the hammer never leaves his hand, the hand never leaves the hammer, "Ding Ding Dang" has almost become the BGM that comes with him.
"There are many places where iron is made in the palace of the Black Iron Kingdom. Who is the carpenter emperor of the Ming Dynasty? It looks strange to us, but in the Black Iron Kingdom, it looks like a trivial matter.
In the palace, there is a place for ironing for King McGonagall, and a place for making machines for King McGonagall. "
Ran Xu nodded: "It's called Zhu Youxiao.
The dwarf king is still tinkering with machines? "
An Rui continued to introduce: "Well, King McGonagall is a member of Magnus and his Mechanical Magic Association. They are very interested in blacksmithing and researching machinery."
Ran Xu nodded slightly, so it was, it seemed that the dwarf king was very unprofessional.
Magnus took the two up and said to Mag: "Your Majesty, the Aghanim brave and the Chinese messenger are here to visit."
Mag put down the hammer and turned around slowly. The skin became so dark because of working on the various iron workbenches built on the lava every day, not naturally.
Mag showed a row of white teeth, and when he saw An Rui, he quickly opened his arms to greet him.
When An Rui saw it, he cried bitterly in his heart, "I'm going to be hugged by a bear again."
He quickly got lucky and wrapped his body up.
Mag's fierce bear hug was stronger than Magnus' bear hug, patted An Rui's back heavily, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, Aghanim warrior, it's really you.
We have found the thing called coal that you told me last time. It's really an incredible fuel. I don't know where it can be used better than wood.
After logging, we have to transport it to the city and use the high temperature of the lava to dry it before we can make it into firewood, which is too time-consuming.
Well now, you brave provided coal, we have started phasing out firewood.
Even those lumberjacks, we have started to eliminate them to the army one after another, hahaha.
Brave, you are really helpful. "
An Rui is overjoyed. It has been a few years since he came. Has the Black Iron Kingdom found coal
Then Mag whispered again: "The world you said is round, brave, although I agree with my brother, but the magicians on our side still insist that the world is flat.
This is also the general consensus of our dwarves, but don't be afraid, brother, I support you, hehehe..."
"Uh...this..."
The story of An Rui and his righteous friends on adventures is also a journey to spread the knowledge of the earth everywhere. It can be said that the concept of "Earth Circle" and the concept of equality for everyone spread all the way on An Rui's adventure.
Although it is a spark, and it may be extinguished at any time, such a view will always make An Rui make many friends on the road of adventure.
Of course, An Rui can't tell Mag now that the truth of another world is really in the hands of most people. This Cao Dan's world cannot be judged entirely by the experience of the earth.
Mag turned his head to look at Ran Xu, grinned and smiled: "This must be the hometown person you said before, with yellow skin and black hair, just like you."
Mag released An Rui as he spoke, and immediately opened his arms and hugged Ran Xu.
"I go!"
An Rui and Ran Xu shouted in their hearts at the same time, and then Mag was already hugging him.
With a "gentle" hug, Ran Xu's face suddenly turned blue, as if something was strangling his neck, and he was almost unable to breathe.
When Mag saw it, he immediately reacted, and immediately released Ran Xu, patted Ran Xu on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Brave, your companion seems to be a little thin."
Ran Xu adjusted his glasses, and frantically complained in his heart: "Isn't it possible, I'm human.
That An Rui is a systematic wall hanging, can I compare with him? "
Only then did An Rui introduce Mag and Ran Xu to each other. Only then did Ran Xu realize that the group of dwarves surrounding the iron was either ministers or advisors. This kingdom is a bit interesting.
After a simple greeting, Ran Xu said, "Your Majesty, please accept the small gift I have prepared for your country."
After talking about barrels of diesel oil, barrels of gasoline, and a gasoline engine, the dwarf soldiers carried them in.
The princes and ministers were immediately attracted by the exquisitely crafted fuel machine, and they were amazed: "Is this the craftsmanship of the Chinese people?"
"Look at this little cutie, the little screw, the little screw cap, my God, look, they're all pretty much the same."
The dwarves stretched out their hands to touch the fuel oil machine, the cold body of the machine, and the shape that had never been seen before, all made the dwarves heartbeat.
McGonagall asked, "What is this?"
Ran Xu said: "The fuel oil machine.
In our country, this is the power unit on the machine, but the dwarves of the Thunder Legion like to smell the smell produced by this machine when it works. Lord Thunder said that the smell is like perfume. "
As he said that, he motioned An Rui to pick up a diesel and add it to the machine, lit the fire, and the machine suddenly roared after a burst of smoke.
The smell of fuel also came out with the machine running.
A group of dwarves sniffed and smelled the smell, feeling as happy as they were going to heaven.
Mag immediately leaned over beside the fuel tank, pulled open the lid, and asked, his eyes lit up.
An Rui said, "Your Majesty, that's diesel."
"diesel fuel?"
Mag immediately picked up a barrel of diesel and drank it.
"Fog grass!"
An Rui and Ran Xu were shocked by Mag's action and were speechless for a while.
After a while, Mag put down the diesel barrel, burped, and greeted the other dwarves: "Come and try it, this thing tastes better than it smells."
Diesel and gasoline, all the dwarves tried it one after another. The different flavors and strengths were like two kinds of wine with different tastes.
Even a fuel-powered machine, for them, is far less enjoyable than drinking fuel.
Nima, An Rui and Ran Xu never imagined that the fuel that was originally intended to be given to the dwarves as perfume was consumed as wine by the dwarves.
And look at the dwarves, all of them burping in wine and looking contented, there is no one left.
Mag clapped his hands and said cheerfully: "Brother Ran Xu, this is delicious, one word, Lie! Comfortable!"
Magnus also followed and said, "Brave, this is the best thing I've ever drunk."
Mag clapped his hands and said quickly: "Come on, let's have a banquet! Entertain our Aghanim warriors and entertain our friends from China!
Beauty! Come as many as you want! Say hello to the guests from afar! ! "
After Magna's rude shouting, the unique blacksmithing and singing of the dwarves suddenly resounded in the entire palace.
A dwarf dancer dressed in sexy costumes jumped into the palace, her tendon muscles and bronze skin, with the vagueness of iron, suddenly danced.
Several "sexy" maids also greeted them, and they supported An Rui and Ran Xu on the left and right, holding their arms, and they were about to go elsewhere.
Ran Xu was so frightened by these muscular girls that his glasses were about to fall off. The aesthetics of the black iron dwarves, muscles, sturdiness, and scars are beautiful. He exclaimed again and again: "An Rui! What are they doing? ?"
However, An Rui waved his hand and smiled helplessly: "Do as the locals do, and do as the locals do.
The first time I did it too, I was very flustered, but the second time I got used to it. "
"Fog grass!"
Nima is doing yellow.
The dwarf soldiers on both sides of the palace bare their arms and widened their eyes, looking at An Rui and Ran Xu who were supported by sexy maids. The sound of iron strikes.
At this time, the whole palace was full of "ding ding ding" hammering sounds.
Soon, An Rui and Ran Xu were brought to a large iron felt by the maids, each handed a large iron hammer, and then left with a smile.
Ran Xu breathed a sigh of relief, but said strangely, "An Rui, what are they doing?"
An Rui said with a wry smile: "Our national banquet is to drink wine, and the Black Iron Kingdom is to fight with iron. This is their banquet, just get used to it."
As he said that, he took off his shirt, revealing his sexy muscles. He swung the hammer and hit the red-hot iron on the iron felt. He kept stepping on the blower with his right foot. At first glance, he looked very skilled. .
Ran Xu: "…"
The dwarf servants also brought the monster meat, wine, and fruit one after another, and Mag and a group of princes and ministers also came over with diesel and gasoline laughing.
He raised the bucket and respected the two of them: "Thank you for your fine wine, here's some?"
Ran Xu shook his head: "Thanks, I'll try the wine you brewed."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, swung a big hammer, and went back to the countryside to do as the custom.