Even in the deepest part of the engineers' guild hall, with the roar of several production lines outside interfering with it, the effect of this loud noise was still so great.
"What happened!?" The dwarves couldn't help but look at each other.
"Dear Goddess of Choice, I'm afraid I have to accompany you. Only the members of our guild can make this move."
Brock spoke, an anxious look on his face.
"Here, this is the most important workshop of the guild. According to the rules, you cannot stay here without my company. This is also for your safety..." Bullock gritted his teeth and said it.
"No problem, the tour is almost over anyway." Before he could finish, Snorri spoke wisely. "Your business is important, let's go out and have a look together!"
Brock was very grateful to Snorri for his understanding. The two dwarves ran out of the secret room. As soon as they ran to the second hall, a dwarf with a gray face and crooked glasses ran over.
"President Bullock, I finally found you!" The dwarf engineer who ran over wiped the sweat from his head.
"What happened to be so anxious! Every child should remain respectful under the watchful eye of the ancestor goddess!" Bullock spoke, and it was obvious that he was a little dissatisfied with this episode.
The dwarf opposite was stunned for a moment: "Your son Bloxson! He got some rat magic stones from somewhere and tinkered with it to create a dimensional fire or something!"
"Mogrim on top!" Bullock shouted, "And then, it caused an explosion? Is there anything wrong with him?" Bullock behaved like every anxious father.
"Listen to me, President," the dwarf took the beer handed to him by his colleague next to him, took a sip and panted again.
"He himself probably didn't suffer any serious injuries, thanks to the protection of his steam-powered armor!"
"What about the other tribesmen?" President Bullock asked next.
"Blockson's laboratory is relatively remote, and not many clan members are affected. It must have been affected by some explosions."
"That's no big deal. Just pay the compensation from my account to the affected colleagues! This guy never makes people worry!" President Bullock breathed a sigh of relief.
"My son, Brim Bloxson, is the most talented engineer in Jufuba in recent years! He is about the same age as you and is currently preparing for the examination of the Master of Engineering! If everything goes well, he will become the king of the mountains. The youngest engineering master!"
President Bullock had an overflowing look on his face, and it was obvious that he was very proud of his son.
"That's really amazing! If it weren't for the favor of the Mother Goddess, it would be difficult for me to get ahead of him and become a master professional." Snorri complimented him.
"Although Bream was still a bearded dwarf, he already displayed all the hallmarks of a skilled inventor; while his peers were still learning the basic principles, he had already come up with several valuable inventions. Invented!" President Bullock continued.
"He will definitely inherit the glorious tradition of our family. I will ask him to come over later to listen to your teachings!"
"President, please don't say this yet!" The dwarf engineer in front of him became anxious as he watched Bullock getting more and more complimentary.
"The elders of the guild have caught him and are about to judge him now! Go and have a look quickly!"
"What!? Trial? Why? Isn't this the first time he's had an accident?"
"Well... this is the first time he has caused such a big accident, but there have been several smaller ones before, but they were suppressed by himself and your wife and did not reach your ears!"
"Rat! This is connivance! This will only harm him!" Bullock's face twisted, "Where is it? Take me there quickly!"
"In the square in the center of the fortress! Let's go this way!" The engineer gave guidance after hearing this.
Seeing President Bullock rushing towards his car, the engineer became anxious again:
"Stop driving! The roads are blocked and there are too many people going to watch the fun! I had a lot of trouble squeezing out when I came here."
"Let me go too! Maybe I can help!" At this time Snorri spoke.
Originally, if Bullock drove the car, he wasn't going to go there because the steam car only had two seats, but now it doesn't hurt for him to go.
He is still very interested in Bullock and his talented son Snorri. He knows the importance of engineering technology to future development, and he also hopes to take this opportunity to continue to expand his influence and popularity.
The three dwarves ran out of the Engineers' Guild in a hurry. Bullock was extremely anxious. He activated a steam propeller on his boots and took the first step. The subsequent dwarf engineer led Snorri to the square.
They ran half a circle around the mountain. From a distance, Snorri saw that the square was crowded with people. Under the statues of the three main gods in the center, President Bullock was shouting something at the top of his lungs!
"Make way for the esteemed goddess's choice! Please, please!" the dwarf engineer shouted, trying to clear a path for Snorri.
The tribesmen who had heard of Snorri's name were also very cooperative, and he came to the stage smoothly.
On one side of the stage stood five dwarves with white beards reaching their knees, and standing opposite them was President Bullock. He was protecting a young dwarf who was being escorted by two guards behind him.
Snorri looked at the young man with a black beard that just reached his chest. He wore a cleverly designed helmet on his head, and next to him was a double-barreled rifle with a large caliber. A face that looked somewhat like President Bullock had an expression of regret and fear.
"This is already the fourth time he has caused an experimental accident! The ancestors and gods taught well that nothing can be done more than three things!" the dwarf elder standing in the middle spoke.
"According to the rules of our Engineers Guild, Brim-Blockson should be expelled from the guild after performing the trousers-legging ceremony!" said another old dwarf,
As soon as he finished speaking, many tribesmen in the audience shouted, "Pant leg ceremony!" "Pant leg ceremony!"
Some of them were at odds with President Bullock, while others were dissatisfied with Bream, a talented but rebellious young man.
"Brem is still young, he is not..." President Bullock wanted to excuse his son.
"As the president of the guild, do you want to break the rules and protect your son?"
This sentence not only pushed back Bullock's subsequent remarks, but also aroused a wider resonance among the people below.
You know, unlike the power of runes, inventions cannot be lent. Many dwarves suspect that Brim's invention was helped by his father.
"I am responsible for everything I do! I will accept all punishments!" Brim, who was being held, couldn't help but screamed when he saw his father being roasted on the fire.
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