Chapter 3 I like orange-flavored fruit candy
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After reassuring herself that she would be on time for the party in the evening, Loria said goodbye to the group of mini-classmates and left the hall of the town council.
After driving her steam racing car back to the Nanorca workshop, Loria changed into her casual clothes and took off her goggles, and began to prepare to leave Nomorigan.
Most of the furniture has long been covered with dust cloths, and the necessary machinery has long since been disassembled and packed into the Demonic Cloth pockets, and now only a few small things need to be put away.
After inheriting the Nanorka workshop, Loria retired from the rented workshop next door, and has lived here for more than three years, and the Nanorka workshop with her personal style has long since disappeared.
"It's done, the final cleaning."
Walk through every room again, looking around every corner. There was no sadness or loneliness, and Loria always felt like she would see her again one day, whether or not Nozdorm had forgotten about it.
Leaving the Nanorca workshop, she began to visit and say goodbye to her old friends as planned, giving everyone she met along the way a beautiful little stone, or a candy and a smile, and then receiving a thousand strange gifts, most of them small inventions of unknown purpose.
The most important thing in the life of a dwarf is to be friends, and it is their custom to often exchange small gifts - as do other races, but not as often as gnomes.
As she got used to being around gnomes, Loria had become accustomed to making lots of candy at home every weekend, wrapping it in cut colored paper and carrying it in cans that she could take with her - eating them herself or giving them as small gifts, consuming several cans of candy a week.
After walking out of Gear University and saying goodbye to her mentors, Loria walks into a shop near the school called 'Sivi Studios'.
"Here, here's the data you want, the last one." Seeing that it was Loria, the shopkeeper Sivi, who was sitting cross-legged at the counter, handed her a small card.
"Ah, thank you, Sivi, for the usual three hundred gold coins." Loria opened her money bag and was ready to pay, and Xiao Xiao, who had a large wallet, now has less than 400 gold coins left.
"No, no, no." Using three negative words in succession, Xiwei Yaoyao continued, "This is a graduation gift for you, dear friend, please use the rest of the money on the journey." β
As if guessing from Loria's look at the money bag that she was cystic and shy, Sylvie gave the final commission as a gift.
It's embarrassing, and as much as I want to say, it's just as embarrassing to turn down someone else's gift.
"Speaking of which, why did you put the Nomorigen Library collection in a data card, you've already spent a lot of money in three years." Forcing the data card into Loria's hand, Sivi asked, half curious, half to change the subject.
'I don't think I have time to carry the library with me during the escape, because of an old dragon, I can only rely on this way to do something small for the city. Loria said.
Although Loria is also copying books when she has free time, compared to the vast collection of books in the Nomorigen Library, the speed of a lori's copying is really small, and even if she does copy them all, I am afraid it will be difficult to save a huge number of books.
In desperation, Loria had no choice but to pay for the help of the Sivi studio to record the collection of books into the data storage card invented by the gnomes.
For three years, Loria earned gold by making explosives for mining and custom-made parts for the lower industrial area of Nomorigan, and almost all of her original fortune was spent on the business.
"These books are the most valuable treasures, and I just want to bring them back to my hometown." Loria replied.
As for the huge financial consumption, I really didn't think about making money in the future with these books.
Merely...... If...... Hypothesis...... If you're touched by your little friends and want to give you something 'small' in return...... The friendly and warm Miss Loria will not refuse.
It is not clear to Sivi that humans do not have computers at all, nor that this wealth is preserved for the future. He was overjoyed that Nomorigan's knowledge had been able to spread to the far-flung realms of humanity......
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Nomorigen 'Anvil' blacksmith'
"It was a good morning." Uncle Anvil gave Loria a thumbs up, "If only I had a car when I was younger, it would have been nice to drive it on an expedition." β
After that, Uncle Anvil began to gush about the past years of exploration.
"Oh, and then." Loria nibbled on bread for lunch, while vaguely cooperating with the storyteller's dwarven uncle......
"Are you leaving? Eh...... I'm going back to Ironforge in a while, huh...... Look, this is my daughter. Uncle Anvil, who had finally finished telling the story, got up and took out a photo from the counter, handed it to Loria, and said. I decided to go back and open a blacksmith shop for her sake. β
Loria took the picture of Uncle Anvil's daughter and looked at it.
...... I always feel familiar, like I've seen it somewhere.
While Loria was wrestling with fleeting memories, Uncle Anvil slapped her head and said, "Wait here, I'll go get something," and with that, he turned and walked to the second floor of the blacksmith's shop.
Where the hell have you seen it......
When Stormwind opened its store? Wrong.
Warrant? Not...... Somewhat subtle.
...... Come to think of it, Azeroth Entertainment Weekly, the dwarven aunt who married the Night Elf adventurer, no, the dwarven girl...... Uncle Anvil would have wondered if he had known that his daughter had run away with a human, more than two meters tall and clad in the skin of the night.
"Here, this is a gift for you. A nice map, a compass and an adventure log. Uncle Anvil walked downstairs with a box in his hands.
"Thank you, uncle." After thanking her, Loria opened the box, pointed to the adventure log in it and asked, "This is Uncle's adventure log?" β
"No, it's an old friend, he's a human, so I gave it to you." Uncle Anvil sighed.
Seeing that another hour of youth memories would be brought out, Loria hurriedly changed the topic and said, "What does Uncle Anvil think...... Well, interracial love? β
"Different races? Do you mean the High Elves and humans? Think of those poor half-elves, it's terrible. β
More serious than you might think, night elves and dwarves.
Looking at Uncle Anvil's terrible expression, Loria blinked her big blue eyes and decided not to continue to irritate the poor old dwarf.
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Nomorigen Institute for Future Technologies
"Doodoo~"
A cat named Doodoo jumps onto Loria's legs with a ball of yarn in his mouth.
"Is it a gift for me?" Loria asked, touching her hairy head.
"Meow~" The cat with a look of intoxication on his face.
"Thank you Dudu, I'll take care." It turns out that you know how to meow the star, the first time I've heard it in so many years.
Obtain a ball of yarn sticking to cat hairΓ1
"Speaking of which, I should go back too, Kingdom of Gilneis." After serving the juice, Chris sat aside, then handed over a dozen papers and said, "Gift, my theoretical research." β
Get Chris's paper Γ116
"Thank you, Sister Chris, it's great to get the first genius thesis in No. 1 theory." Loria said happily.
Looking at Chris's red face, Loria thought to herself that it was really funny when the tsundere girl got up.
The cask, which was fatter than before, slid over on a chair with pulleys and said in a deep voice, "This is a gift for you, my experience in mechanical repair." β
Gain Mechanic Repair Tips for BarrelsΓ1
Taking a thick book, Loria thought to herself that this was really amazing, as the first technology of Norweed, it was said that the repair ability of the barrel was enough to repair the future time machine.
"Where's the guy who was the first in the second year of Nuowei Academy?" It's been a long time since the steel wheel appeared, and Loria asked strangely.
"He was probably afraid to say goodbye, so he went into hiding." Chris replied.
At that moment, the door to Noviam was kicked open, and a Lori carrying a dueling flag, a modified rugby helmet, and red goggles jumped in.
"Stupid Pink Fur, aren't you going to the graduation ceremony?"
Loria and Chris opened their pocket watches at the same time, and when they saw that the hour hand pointed to 4 p.m., they said in unison
"She's mistimed."
The barrel asked
"Ann Linse, aren't you hot?"
Lori, who was dressed strangely, trembled all over, and shouted in annoyance, "It's not An Linse, I'm Xia Ya, bastard." β
"Hasn't she graduated from Kamen Hero yet?" Chris, with a subtle look, asked Loria in a whisper.
"I can probably guess what she thinks." Loria picked up the juice and took a sip before explaining to Chris.
"I was shy to come back to me after deciding to stay, so I disguised myself to see how I reacted. Then he inexplicably turned into asking me to plant a flag at the door of Nomorigen and fight alone, and after losing, he was even more embarrassed to confess his identity, so he ran alone into the mountains to find the old man to teach him peerless martial arts, and after defeating me, he happily announced who he was and laughed at me. As a result, for more than three years, the cycle of failure, practice, challenge, and failure has been repeated, so that now I am fully committed to my role. β
"It's tsundere." Chris uttered the interrogative form in an affirmative tone.
"Quack! You're the tsundere! "Anlinse, no, Charya said angrily.
......
Actually, you're all tsundere.
Holding the juice in both hands and taking a sip from time to time, Miss Loria calmly watched the two tsunderes pinch each other.
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In some dark and dark corner, Steelmill stuffs a piece of mail into his new invention, the mailbox microwave.
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The recent update is a little slower because one of the authors, Damselfly, is busy with midterm exams.
For the sake of the happiness of all mankind, Diandian resolutely devoted himself to the vigorous world anti-fascist cause...... It's not about playing steel ambition and forgetting to update.