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At dawn the next day, Baggins lay on his soft and comfortable bed, opened his eyes suddenly, as if he remembered something, and his expression became surprisingly panicked.

He immediately jumped out of bed, stretched out his short, powerful legs, and rushed to the dining room.

On the dining table, there were still traces of the dwarven breakfast, and the plates were all piled up in the pool and not cleaned.

It seems that they were in such a hurry that they forgot to wake Baggins or deliberately didn't take him with them.

When Baggins saw this scene, he felt inexplicably glad in his heart.

After a night's rest, Baggins had come to his senses from the story of the dragon-slaying adventure, and he was not the young, fantasizing little hobbit he had been in his head.

He shouldn't have those unrealistic, laugh-inducing adventure ideas in his head.

Baggins whispered to himself, as if to himself.

Then, a relaxed smile appeared on his face without any emotion: "At least, I can stay here and continue my life."

As he spoke, Baggins put on his little apron and prepared to prepare himself a hearty breakfast to celebrate his escape from last night's nightmare.

Today's breakfast was a plate of delicious baked pies, and it was also his favorite breakfast, paired with freshly squeezed juice, which made this breakfast especially satisfying.

After breakfast, Baggins lay leisurely in his wooden chair, his hand already touching his pipe, and his mind was still thinking about what he should eat next.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and snatched the pipe from his hand.

Baggins jumped to his feet, as if startled, and turned his head to look behind him, just in time to meet Chenyang's eyes.

"How long are you going to stay here?" "Why didn't you go with them?"

The two of them asked questions at the same time, and Baggins's face turned a little red, giving Chenyang a chance to continue talking.

"You haven't woken up yet, they're already on their way, and if you want to keep smoking your pipe, then we won't be able to catch up, Baggins." Chenyang said loudly.

Hearing this, Baggins sighed in his heart, thinking that he had escaped, but he didn't expect that there was still a morning sun waiting for him.

"You, you wait a minute, I need to pack my things." Baggins said softly in a somewhat helpless tone.

"No problem, you hurry." Chenyang nodded, not forgetting to urge Baggins.

Ten minutes later, Chenyang watched as Baggins kept running around the hut, grabbing a thing or two from time to time in his hand and stuffing it into the prepared package.

There are also words in the mouth, such as what to prepare for going to the field, and what to prepare for rest at night.

Chenyang felt that if it weren't for the fact that the package was too small, Baggins might have planned to uproot his house and take it on the expedition with him.

Looking at Baggins, who was panting and had reluctance in his eyes, Chenyang said softly: "Master Baggins, if we don't set off again, it will be too late."

"Let's go." Baggins nodded and closed the door.

In the next second, a pure silver, cool mechanical creation like a snowfield wolf appeared in front of Baggins, "What is this?" ”

"Motorcycles, similar to machine-made horses, are a little faster, and we can't keep up with them if we rely on our legs." Chenyang explained simply, and his body stepped directly onto the Shadow Motorcycle.

After the transformation of the Super Science and Technology Museum, the Shadow Motorcycle has undergone qualitative changes from the shape to the interior, and even Chenyang feels like a more advanced motorcycle, giving people a completely different feeling.

Baggins looked at the shadow, with a bit of surprise and love in his eyes, and jumped up violently with his hands on the saddle of the motorcycle.

"Hold on." Chenyang reminds you.

Immediately afterwards, a low rumbling sound sounded in front of the hut, and the wind howled, and suddenly a strong silver wind blew through the small village of the hobbits, and galloped towards the forest in the distance.

In the process, Baggins almost flew out, but in the end, he instinctively grabbed Chenyang's clothes to barely let himself be thrown out.

Boom from the steppe, breaking into the forest.

They quickly approached a squad of dwarves, among whom the gray-robed, tall and old Gandalf stood out.

When the dwarves heard the thunderous roar behind them, they couldn't help but glance back, only to see the leaves flying all the way and a special metal structure parked in front of them.

"We're back." The voice of the morning sun sounded.

Baggins couldn't hold on, his legs slipped, and he slid off the Shadow Motorcycle, his expression a little uncomfortable.

"Welcome back, my friend."

Gandalf immediately looked at the Shadow Motorcycle under Sunrise's seat, not seeming to see what it was, before he looked up at Sunrise and Baggins and greeted them.

"Chenyang, what are you? It's also so cool. Qi Lin in the dwarven team asked, his eyes full of amazement.

Chenyang smiled slightly, "This is a creation of my country, and there is no such mechanical creation here for the time being." ”

On the other side, Bahrain said softly: "Chenyang, you didn't say in advance that you have this kind of magical prop, and the bet must be halved."

"That's not good, you didn't ask me that question at the time, I didn't break the gambling contract." Chenyang smiled slightly and said out loud.

Baggins next to him recovered, looked at Gandalf, and asked aloud, "Bets?" What are they talking about? ”

As Baggins asked, some of the dwarves had already taken out their money bags and threw them at the other dwarves, and the sound of tinkling gold coins was very pleasant.

"Before you came, they were betting on whether Chenyang could bring you back, and most people bet that you won't come back, these are the people who bet that you will come." Gandalf explained.

"And you, Gandalf, do you believe I will come?" Baggins asked.

Suddenly, a money bag was thrown from Thorin and landed in Gandalf's hand.

Gandalf put away his purse, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Of course, my friend, I never doubted you."

Suddenly, a money bag that had been several times thicker flew out and was grabbed by Chenyang.

"Thank you." Chenyang smiled and said softly.

"Bad luck." A few dwarves muttered softly.

Seeing this, Baggins' eyes were full of surprise and doubt, and he looked sideways at Gandalf next to him, trying to ask him for answers.

"In addition to this bet, Chenyang also bets that he can bring you back within an hour." Gandalf spoke, his gaze resting on the Shadow Motorcycle, surprise in his eyes.

"No one believed he could do it, and it turns out that I should join the bet too." Gandalf said softly, with a hint of regret in his tone.