Five years later, the settlement of the Tiexu Tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes.
This is an underground cave, rather than an underground city.
The stacked grottoes, intricate corridors, and complex stone bridges in my memory have all disappeared, replaced by tall buildings and an asphalt road that runs underneath and halfway up the buildings.
Magic cars shuttled through it, like elves walking through the forest.
The dotted bonfires were replaced by dotted magic lamps, which were the lights of thousands of households and the light of industry.
Looking around, the buildings are tall, the roads are wide, and the lights are bright. It looks like a modern metropolis!
"Huh..."
In the magic tower in the center of the city, Luke, the leader of the Bronzebeard tribe, looked at the world outside the window and couldn't help but let out a breath, feeling in a trance.
The founders of the Bronzebeard Tribe and the Ironbeard Tribe are rumored to be brothers.
Except for some disputes over forging, the two tribes have always had a good relationship.
Until a few years ago, the God of the Internet launched a war against the dwarves, and the Iron Beard tribe chose to accept the God of the Internet's recruitment. The two tribes completely became polar opposites, and the gap became wider and wider.
Luke knew that the Iron Beard Tribe was developing well, but his energy had been restrained by the fourth natural disaster and he had never actually visited the Iron Beard Tribe to inspect it with his own eyes.
After seeing each other today, I suddenly realized that the original brother tribe had far surpassed the Bronzebeards!
This made Luke jealous and regretful.
——If I had known today, I would have regretted it!
"Boom!"
A knock on the door interrupted Luke's thoughts. He rubbed his face and quickly walked to the door and opened it.
The door opened, and the chief of the Ironbeard tribe stood in front of the door.
"How's it going?" Luke looked nervous and stared at Ken's expression.
"Be prepared, the higher ups will send someone over immediately to inquire." Ken said.
"Is it Ajeev?" Luke asked.
"No!" Ken shook his head: "It's Mr. Norton."
Luke couldn't hide the disappointment on his face when he heard this. He had almost never heard of this Norton.
"Don't be depressed. Mr. Norton is the capable subordinate of His Highness Lohia, who is known as the 'Shadow of the Internet', and his status is not low." Ken said solemnly.
Luke nodded, still unable to hide the look of disappointment on his face.
He killed the dwarf king Kaute in order to submit his name.
If you don’t want to get the attention of the God of the Internet, you should at least have a heavyweight, right
As a result, it was just an unknown person who came, which made him extremely frustrated.
However, this also further supports his judgment.
—In the eyes of the Internet God, the dwarves are no longer dispensable.
Once he remembers, he can destroy the dwarves at any time, just like the orcs.
"Let's go!"
Ken patted Luke on the shoulder, a trace of joy flashed deep in his eyes.
At first, he took pity on his people and chose to join the God of the Internet. He almost became a sinner of the dwarves. Not only did the dwarves laugh at him and hate him, but even the people did not understand him.
However, time proved that his choice was right.
Especially with the contrast of the dwarves.
…
Norton is a middle-aged man who looks about forty years old. He wears the popular gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and wears a black formal suit. The magic power in his body is surging.
Luke knew that this was a typical sign of a magician under the God of the Internet, linking to a magic bank.
In other words, the magicians connected to the magic bank are not strong enough to calm the magic ripples, which is why this power is revealed.
Although this is somewhat intimidating, it has also become the identity mark of Kvir's official magician.
"I heard from Ken that you want to get the same treatment as the Ironbeard tribe?"
Norton turned around and sat in the main seat of the conference room, looking at Luke intently.
"yes!"
"So do you represent the Bronzebeard tribe or the dwarves?"
"Currently, I only represent the Bronzebeard Tribe. However, if the great Internet God is willing to forgive us and grant us the same treatment as the Ironbeard Tribe, I can convince the entire dwarf tribe."
Norton nodded, and a virtual contract document suddenly appeared in front of him.
He crossed the contract document to Luke and said:
"As for your demands, we can basically agree to them. They include autonomy, maintaining the army, and freedom of belief. We can even provide economic assistance, technical support, etc., but the logical relationship needs to be rewritten."
"We can promise the dwarves autonomy, but this autonomy comes from the authorization of the great Internet God, which means that our Lord can withdraw the authorization at any time."
"This is the basic premise of negotiation. This point is not negotiable. If you can accept it, then we will continue to negotiate. If you cannot accept it, please go back!"
Norton looked serious.
The great God of the Internet gave this task to His Highness Lohia, and His Highness Lohia assigned the task to him. This is both an honor and a pressure.
There are areas where he can compromise;
But there are some places where there is no room for retreat.
"This..." Luke's scalp went numb when he heard this.
According to Norton, once the "basic prerequisites" are agreed to, what's the point of this negotiation
No matter how much talk there is, the God of the Internet can abrogate all treaties by withdrawing authorization.
Luke subconsciously looked at Ken.
Ken'en nodded and lowered his eyebrows, like an ascetic monk entering meditation.
"I promise."
Luke gritted his teeth and asked, did he still have a choice
No!
If they don't agree, the dwarves will have no other choice but to wander into the multiverse.
"Very good, then let's continue..."
Probably because of the "basic premise", the negotiation did not last long, and the two sides quickly finalized the racial affiliation agreement.
However, before signing the agreement, Luke made a small request.
"I hope the great Internet God can send professionals to provide us with bailout assistance and help the dwarves get out of the shadow of war."
"I will report this matter to my lord, and I will inform you of the results." Norton responded cautiously.
After the negotiation, Luke stopped staying and held a dwarf meeting in [Titan Soul] with the race affiliation agreement to persuade the dwarves to surrender.
The strict "basic conditions" of the Internet God have aroused the dissatisfaction and anger of the dwarves.
This "basic premise" is equivalent to opening a hole, a hole that can deprive them of everything at any time.
Therefore, the meeting almost ended in a whirlwind of glares and spittle.
The final decision of the meeting:
—The dwarves return to the God of the Internet!
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Eastern City·Magic Academy
"Boom!"
"Please come in."
"Teacher Morse, are you looking for me?"
Ebo pushed open the door and looked at the magic instructor. (Chapter 175, Ella Ebo siblings.)
"Ebo, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Norton. He has something to ask you. You can chat slowly and I won't interrupt him."
Instructor Morse briefly introduced the middle-aged man at the desk, then turned and left neatly.
When leaving, he closed the door behind him.
Ebo looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the desk in confusion, and said uncomfortably: "Hello, Mr. Norton."
Norton smiled and said: "Hello, Mr. Ebo. Let me introduce myself. I am a member of the think tank of His Highness Lohia, the God of the Internet. I came to you today mainly because I want to entrust you with something. Of course, you have the right to refuse. .”
"Before talking about this, may I venture to ask, five years ago, when Lord Ajaev inspected the Iron Beard Tribe, did you throw a stone at Lord Ajaev?"
"?" Ebo's scalp felt numb. Is this... settling accounts