Maybe the two worlds don't have the same speed of time, Strange looked at the hot sun in the sky, "Gandalf, are we still there?" ”

"Charles, it's almost there!" Gandalf pestle his staff, his eyes very insightful, "That's where fate begins!" ”

"Destiny ......" little Olga Marie muttered softly, "the so-called fate or something, it can't exist at all......" This is the truth in her understanding, in a world where there is no root to control everything, Olga Marie feels a sense of freedom that she has never had before.

"Everything is still in fate, little friend!" Gandalf looked at Olga Marie's appearance and shook his head helplessly, "That's a matter of no way, you can't resist......"

"Not necessarily!" Strange spoke for Olga Marie, who gently held the green jewel on his chest, "If it's such power, such a ......" he was a little silent.

"If only you could fully master its power!" Gandalf looked at Strange's Time Primordial, "That does have the confidence to break through everything!" He also admitted this statement.

"Alas, the only unpleasant thing now is that I haven't drunk even a sip of wine in a long time!" The dwarven prince Thorin sighed helplessly, but the unyielding battle intent in his eyes was not extinguished.

Danny next to him glanced at Thorin, quietly looking at Gandalf and his party who were meeting them halfway, and through some small talk, he knew that they were also from the original world, and they were just sent to this place for trials, "As long as I follow them!" Danny narrowed his eyes slightly, "But the ...... wine," he shook half of the vodka beside him, "that can't spoil them!" He laughed himself.

"Everyone, it's here!" Gandalf looked at the green trail ahead, "That's the Charles, where our destiny began!" ”

"I still don't like the word fate!" Olga Marie said, spreading her hands.

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"Today is another happy day!" Bilbo shouted loudly, his voice seemingly reaching the entire Charles, "Oh, welcome, Charles! He still has a lot of affection for the place where the hobbits were raised, "Oh, our mother! He lifted a pile of dirt from the ground, and "huhuhu...... he gently blew off the outer layer, and a tentacle appeared inside.

"Oh, it looks like it's still there, that's great!" Bilbo's face was full of joy, a limb from a monster from the deep sea that his elders had given him, and he had cherished it since he was a child.

"Luckily, no one bothered me!" Bilbo wiped the dirt on his body, "Or I'll be in danger!" He had a smile on his face.

"Can I invite this esteemed friend to come to us?" It was an old man's voice, and Bilbo looked around, "Come here, we're under the tree!" ”

"Under the tree?" Bilbo was a little interested, and he walked gently towards the largest tree in the Shire's countryside, where he remembered his happy times vividly.

"Yes, come on!" A distant voice echoed, and Bilbo tiptoed to the tree, "What is this?" ”

It was a hollow tree, glowing green, and a group of people were standing inside, talking and laughing, and finally looked at Bilbo together.

"Looks like our guests are here!" The old man in linen nodded with satisfaction, "Come, sit down!" He waved his arm slightly, and a damper appeared in front of Bilbo.

"Wizard?" Bilbo was a little flattered, he had never been exposed to such a powerful being, "You are ......"

"We're here for you, little hobbit!" A dwarf with a tomahawk howled, "I heard you're ......"

"Prince Thorin, let's calm down!" Gandalf calmed the prince's feelings, knowing that the pain of his homeland being taken over by Smaug was not something ordinary people could bear, not to mention that his father had died because of it.

"What are you going to do?" Bilbo was generous, but he wasn't stupid, and he looked at the group of dwarven warriors and the richly dressed noble-like guys on the other side.

"You're Gondor?" Bilbo asked cautiously, and by this time, his palm had already touched the side of the axe he was carrying.

"Don't be nervous!" Gandalf said with a smile, several vague runes spat out of his mouth, ripples curling up in the air, and Bilbo's weapon was removed, turning into iron powder in his astonished gaze, and slowly falling to the ground.

"Hmm......" Bilbo exhaled softly, knowing that the wizard's actions were more than just telling him to lay down his weapons, "...... your request," he asked a dozen people.

"I need you to follow our dwarven prince on his way to the Lonely Mountain!" Gandalf said.

"Yes, we are here according to the instructions of fate!" The bearded dwarven prince Thorin himself lowered his battle axe to the ground, "I sincerely invite you to join us on this journey!" He held out his hand.

"Let's ......," Bilbo didn't speak for a moment, "you follow me to my house to rest first, and I'll have to think about it for a while!" There's no doubt that Bilbo was impressed, he was a man who had always loved to travel, but because of his status as a hobbit made many people think he shouldn't go out.

Hobbits should spend their lives in the Shire, this is the creed of the older generation of hobbits, they have never supported any travel around the world for the sake of life's rich experience, they are restricted birds, but still live happily on the land of the Shire.

"I hope ......," Bilbo said, pulling out the mead from his chest, "are you used to drinking mead?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Habit of drinking, habit of drinking!" The dwarven prince Thorin hurriedly said, "I haven't drunk for a long time, but now it's okay as long as it's wine!" ”

"That's good!" Bilbo opened the cap, "This is a good wine made by our hobbits themselves, if you like it, drink more, you won't suffer anyway-" He raised the bottle, "right?" ”

"Hahahaha, that's right!" Prince Thorin also forgot his troubles for a while, and the happiest thing for the dwarves was drinking, and he poured a bottle of wine into his throat, "Haaa......a

"I've decided!" Bilbo stomped his foot suddenly, "I'll go with you, or ...... I won't have a chance to go out in my life! He looked unusually serious.