The guards of the tribe, who had only experienced fighting against the monsters in the underground world, were originally wary of outsiders they had not seen for hundreds of years. But I saw that the other person was like a monkey, with an excited expression, jumping up and down around him. The vigilance mood has also been reduced a lot.
The guard warrior originally wanted to make a fierce expression to scare the other party. But then he remembered that his face was covered by a helmet, and others couldn't see his expression at all, and he couldn't help but feel funny. The person hiding under the helmet laughed a few times, and then turned his face away, fearing that his frivolous appearance would be seen by others.
Jermaine couldn't help but blush when he saw his new friend behaving like this. He and Riley stepped forward to pull the person back. The excited man turned his head and asked a series of questions:
"Hey, what is the energy source of your power armor? Do you have battery technology? How much power can the output achieve? Can it assist running? How many detection modes are there inside the mask? Is there an auxiliary artificial intelligence system? Can it? Can't it float in the air to achieve the purpose of flying? Are there any long-range weapons? Can spears shoot beams? Do you have honeycomb rockets for individual soldiers? It's not easy to wear armor. Can it be worn automatically? Have you implemented nano-machines? Are you wearing it? Is it comfortable to wear inside?"
A series of questions directly confused Jermaine and Riley, two dwarves who are more accustomed to listening to Common language. The part they could understand showed that this man was definitely not a novice who didn't know what the armor on a dwarf was; and the part they couldn't understand for a while proved that his knowledge and height were already higher than most of the tribe. The dwarves who are proud of their status as great craftsmen are even taller.
There are some understandable parts that the craftsmen in the clan have never thought of, but they are also quite inspiring. Those parts that you don’t understand will certainly make you want to get to the bottom of it. But before they had time to ask questions, another lich, who regarded the dwarf guards as nothing, came to someone first and asked: "Do you recognize what they are wearing?"
"Haha, of course I recognize it. I just haven't thought about how to do it and what functions it can perform." As long as you are an Earth house, who doesn't have the dream of an Iron Man. He has the status of a genius, a billionaire, a playboy, etc. Although his physical strength is like garbage compared to other superheroes, he can still build himself into a heaven-defying existence by relying on his financial ability and intelligence.
But thinking of this, Lin suddenly felt quite confused about something. Asked the lich who came to him: "If they had this kind of equipment, how did you drive them underground?" By the way, he asked Jermaine, "Yes, there is such a level. Equipment, how did you lose? Did you have to escape to the underground world?"
Fen said: "I don't know either. In the later stages of the war, there were many battles that I didn't fight, but I had a rough idea of how they should be fought. If we couldn't win with 10,000 people, I would send a million people. I have never seen any war that cannot be fought with too many people; if it really cannot be fought, it only proves one thing, that is, there are not enough people."
...It is indeed the essence of undead warfare.
Regarding Fen's bold words, Jermaine said with some helplessness: "Because the materials used are very precious, in the heyday of the Guard, the entire empire only had a team of people. And now, we only retain less than M (1000) Tools of Peaceful Arms. In fact, if we supplement them from east to west, we will not be able to use more than (1000) Tools."
Hey, man, can you just reveal your family background like this? Lin wanted to complain like this.
However, part of the conversation between someone and Fen just now puzzled Jermaine. He asked: "What was Ms. Fen's previous identity? Why does it seem like she had fought with our tribe?"
"Fanny Tikal, a thousand years ago, His Majesty the Demon King came to the world of Lost Earth. A thousand years later, he has changed his mind and become a kind person who is willing to help you."
Although Lin tried his best to explain, Jermaine was still so frightened that his beard trembled three times. Although the guard warriors next to them were not used to the common language for a while, the pronunciation of proper nouns was the same no matter what language they were in. So when the term 'Tikal' was mentioned, the dwarves who were originally relaxed became nervous again.
The guard warriors took a few steps back in unison, away from the two strangers. At the same time, he raised the spear in his hand higher and pointed the tip of the spear at the man who said the forbidden word.
"Hey, hey, relax. Brother, tell your people that we are risking our lives to help you. There is no need to fight swords like this."
Although I was frightened by Fen's identity, I didn't know if it was true or not at first. Besides, apart from receiving a few punches when they first met, I didn't have a good impression. When I got along with him during the trip, I didn't think he was a vicious person. . So Jermaine thought about it and decided to speak for the two of them. The disease in the clan, if that man is right, is an important matter related to the survival of the entire clan.
But how could the secret territory of the Silverbeard dwarves, which had not had any visitors for hundreds of years, easily accept unknown outsiders? The argument among a group of people moved from the gate to a 'cage'. The luxury of this cage reminded someone of a piece of news they had seen before traveling through time: the prison where a serial murderer in Sweden was imprisoned, and its personal layout.
Reading that news made someone depressed for a long time. Why is it that being imprisoned abroad is more luxurious than spending a lot of money to live in a suite on a ghost island? There are also laptops provided by the government for inmates to use, as well as free Internet...
And the prison in front of me is the same thing. However, judging from the fact that a group of distinguished dwarves are sitting here discussing things, the so-called 'cage' is just a way of saying that the Silverbeard dwarves want to save face.
Because he couldn't understand what they were saying, Lin was happy to sit aside and do nothing. Fen understood but pretended not to understand, fiddling with her short hair in boredom and kicking someone with her toes from time to time.
And the group of guard warriors who gathered in front of him and were responsible for looking after him, although they also raised their spears, seemed a little absent-minded. Even if you can't see their expressions, you can tell from the way they tilt their heads from time to time and listen attentively that this group of people is more concerned about the dwarfs who are arguing.
The culture of the Silverbeard dwarves is not as advanced as the technological progress they demonstrate. This can be understood from the many palm prints on the iron table. At first, Lin didn't know why the table, which was obviously made of iron, was not flat at all. It wasn't surprising until I saw a group of dwarves banging the table during an argument.
Fortunately it's made of iron. If it were made of wood, I don't know how long it would take for them to change the table.
But when it comes to the culture of the Silverbeard Dwarves, although I haven't seen any secrets along the way, I can get a glimpse of it just from their residences and various facilities. A more appropriate way to describe it is to make someone forget for a moment that they are traveling through a magical world, and instead think that they are traveling into a science fiction world.
And calling the local area a tribe would make people mistakenly think that it is a village level, or at most a small town level, with a population of about a hundred people, but less than a thousand. In fact, there are quite a few silver-bearded dwarves living here. According to Jermaine, there are thousands of people and dozens of clans. Food is basically self-sufficient thanks to a large farm.
However, from someone's point of view, this is also because the population of the Silverbeard Dwarves is increasing very slowly, and can even be said to be experiencing negative growth, so the supply of food is not tight. They even had a surplus that they could use to make wine. If you occasionally go out hunting, you can perform a tooth ceremony.
Most of everything in the original dwarf empire has been preserved, including various technologies, knowledge, and machines. It can be said that the silver-bearded dwarves, as the core race in the dwarf empire, lived the same life now. Not much has changed.
According to Jermaine, when the dwarf empire in the past faced rebellion flags raised in various places, the royal family at the time, his great-grandfather, chose to give up power and preserve the royal family and the core tribe. This is also related to the formation of the dwarf empire. Basically, everyone is coveting the technology of the silver-bearded dwarves, so they come here. When he got the technology, he turned against others.
So rather than saying that the empire disintegrated, it was better to say that it was back to its original appearance. The silver-bearded dwarves chose to play their own way, crushing other races until they lost their temper.
This is completely different from the Elf Empire in the history of Lost Land. The race that became crazy with the mission of maintaining world peace eventually provoked the most terrifying counterattack. Almost all the pure golden elves were wiped out, and only a handful of elves who were unwilling to do some shameful things and chose to hide from the world survived.
But it cannot be said that it has no impact at all on the Silverbeard dwarves. There is a lot less of the hinterland that provided blood transfusion to the former empire, and some special materials need to be used less. For example, what they call the Peaceful Arms, that is, the set of power armor used by dwarves, now needs to repair some special parts, which must be disassembled from other parts of the power armor. With such patchwork, we can barely maintain the current scale.
However, judging from the people he observed on the road and the group of people around him, Lin felt that the entire silver-bearded dwarf tribe did not look like a group in distress after the country's subjugation. There was no such gloomy atmosphere. Of course they are not energetic either. Perhaps these long-lived species' perception of time is not consistent with that of humans. As a result, thousands of years are not enough to change the ethos of an ethnic group.
Of course, perhaps we are now at a turning point. It is unknown whether the Silver Beard clan will sink or rise up. But no matter what, it has nothing to do with myself. Coming here is not so much about being kind and wanting to help others, but it is more about having nothing to do and just passing the time.
"Friend." Jermaine had just experienced the climax of an argument. Even though he was the youngest member of the clan, when he slapped the table with the old men, his hands were not weak at all, and he didn't even shrug. Now, he came to Lin with some excitement and said: "Those old men want to see you," my man was sitting next to him, "-and ask for more detailed information."
Looking at the dwarves still sitting at the table, they also looked back at Lin. To be honest, a blind person wouldn't be able to tell the difference in age between them and Jermaine. However, no matter who he was, he was several times his age. In line with the principle of respecting the elderly, Lin still showed a polite attitude and smiled, and then accompanied by Jermaine, he came to the iron table for discussion.
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