The quiet beauty of the deep night, the stars dotting the night sky, and the moonlight shining on the earth, is indescribable.

Life on earth, whether human beings or other species, can enjoy this gift of nature at ease.

They can all live peacefully in this environment blessed by nature.

But there are also many species that do not enjoy the wealth that nature has bestowed, even the most ordinary sunshine, moonlight, white clouds, and starlight, which do not belong to them.

At this time, the dark blue night sky has a slight dark black, which makes the stars dotted in the night appear brighter.

On the ground, the grass swayed gently in the breeze, and some fallen leaves fluttered in the wind, this kind of picture is not uncommon for this city shrouded in night. Most of the people who have been busy all day have fallen asleep and slept soundly at this time. Underneath this sleepy city, a vast and fearsome dark area stretches out.

A series of caverns and tunnels that stretch for miles form the subterranean world, and a living cave with streams and rivers is full of signs of life, and can be sustained by the Lord. Underneath this city, an area of a living cave, maintains the existence of a city.

This city, at this time, did not fall into a deep sleep with the arrival of night, on the contrary, the city at this time was still very lively. Or, to put it another way, the day here has just begun.

This city, located deep underground, is really not small in scale, and a small underground kingdom, residential areas, commercial areas, everything, quite a sparrow is small, but all kinds of organs are felt.

The dwarven city is connected by countless large and small passages, and there are many large and small caves in it, inhabited by families.

There is no race that relies on mining.

The Dark Regions are home to the flute, a fungus that has long since adapted to the harsh environment without light.

The spores of Dimai can be ground into nutritious flour and made into bread, which is the city of life in the dark region.

At this time, if you look at it from the perspective of the gods, you can see a large field of fungus wheat, and countless dwarves are busy, cultivating and managing them.

Then there is the plant Tattoo Grass, which can be ground and fermented to make spirits, which is the source of most of the dwarven liquor.

Of course, there are miners, after all, there are rich minerals underground, and if they do not collect and exchange materials for humans through limited trade, they are not intelligent races. At this time, in a mining area, some incidents broke out.

These dwarves are very short in stature, the height of an ordinary human is twice their height, and the proportions of their bodies are very coordinated.

In charge of this mining area, he is the big merchant Pukat in the dwarven city, he is a very business-minded dwarf among the dwarves, and he has a lot of !$ production.

Of course, his assets refer to those things that can be used in the daily life of the dwarves, such as a large amount of food, weapons, and crystals, which are very important universal currencies and daily necessities in the dwarven cities.

It is precisely because he owns a lot of such assets that he also hires a lot of people to help him, and even the mining industry in this city, he also gets involved, although he does it in the gang, but from it, he can also profit a lot.

At this time, in front of him, there was a picture that made him feel a little stressed, a group of unemployed people in the city, standing in front of him.

Where there is a city, there will be a gap between the rich and the poor, and this sentence is applicable both in human cities and in dwarf cities. "What do you want to do?"

The group surrounded him, and there was hostility in countless pairs of eyes, and in these hostilities, there was a hint of fear, which was an ambivalent attitude towards the powerful.

"Pukat I can't imagine you would do the same, have you forgotten who you are? You are a dwarf, not a despicable human, not a cunning elf, not a savage orc, you are a dwarf, have you forgotten your responsibility?" a dwarf asked, looking very angry.

Pukat smiled, his smile was completely contemptuous laughter, he didn't look down on these fellow clans on the other side at all, let alone respect. "What you're saying now is ridiculous, who am I? Who are you? What I can do, do you think, can you do it?"

"You can't do it, what do you have!$ Ge came to question me? I can provide my own strength for the city's exhibition, what do you do? What will you do besides working hard? Or rather, you are even a little struggling to work hard, aren't you?" Pukart said, very mean. When the group of dwarves on the other side heard this, they were very angry. Some time ago, in order to save his wealth, Pukart increased the workload of the workers and cut the number of workers, so this group of workers unexpectedly lost their jobs.

According to the custom of the dwarves, if there is no mistake, the workers cannot be laid off at will, and even if the workers are cut, they must be compensated with ruthenium.

But Pukat didn't make any compensation, and the workers were very angry, so today, they rushed here, blocked Pukhat, and asked him to give an explanation.

If God were still there, your outrageous remarks would be abhorrent to God. A dwarf who was a little older said angrily. Looking at the dwarf's aging appearance, Pukat spoke more and more harshly.

"You old fellow, you are so old, and you still come to join in the fun, I used to hire you, it was because I pity you, what? Do you really think that you can still find a good job with me at your age? You are so ungrateful that I have hired you for a while to let you have something to eat, right?"

"You ......" was sarcastically ridiculed by Pukate, and this dwarf, who was older this year, suddenly turned blue with anger. The person next to him said, "Pukat is a guy who doesn't know how to respect the doctor!" "Haha, I don't know how to respect God?

"There is no God, there is no God, we dwarves have long been without the protection of God! we can only rely on ourselves, do you understand?" Putka laughed loudly, in fact, when he said the words of fortune, his heart was fast, astringent, and full of pain.

There is nothing to be proud of when it comes to being more and more depressed because of the fact that there is no God's blessing for one's own people.

Among the dwarves, there are also people like him, because there is no protection from the gods for a long time, which has made these dwarves feel hopeless. Dwarves in a state of despair, what can't they do?

Putka is one of the significant representatives, once he was also a kind and ingenious dwarven craftsman, but when he grew up, he also experienced the confusion of faith, and also experienced the trough of life, and finally, he exploded.

Since there is no God, let yourself live a more comfortable life, and no one else needs to pay attention to it.

That's his psychology at this time.

Hearing Putka's words, the dwarves present all turned dark.

Yes, there is no God, and they have no God now......

Without gods, in front of the race protected by God, they retreated, and the dwarves used to live on the ground, the bright ground! Yes, the dwarves were very good at mining, but that was not the reason for living underground. Living underground, the lifespan of dwarves is on average thirty percent lower.

In addition, due to the limited production of fungus wheat, many dwarves had to work hard to mine, and had to sell these metals cheaply to humans in exchange for food and supplies. These countless years of pain, heavy, precipitated in the hearts of all dwarves. "Who said that we dwarves have no gods?" a cold voice suddenly sounded not far away. "Ah, it's Master Ituka!" a dwarf whispered.

The other dwarves, including Putka, had already seen who was speaking, and it was none other than one of the most famous people in the dwarven city, a young nobleman, and hereditary.

This man is said to have the purest dwarven blood, and even the wealthy Putka has to bow his noble head in front of this person. "Putka has seen Master Ituka!" Putka didn't care about continuing to entangle with those guys, and Putka saluted the nobleman in front of him very respectfully.

There's a faint anger on Ituka's delicate face: "You just said that we dwarves don't have gods, right?" "Yes, but I originally wanted to say ......" Putka wanted to explain.

"No need to explain, I understand what you mean, you want to say that this is the truth?" Ituka said lightly: "However, I can tell you clearly now, although we dwarves do not have gods now, this does not mean that we dwarves will never have the protection of gods, you still have to pay attention to your words and deeds, lest the true god appear, and you will be the first to be regarded as a sacrifice!" If it were someone else who said this, Putka would definitely be sarcastic with disdain. But the person who spoke was Ituka, so that's a different story.

"Yes...... It's just that, Lord Ituka, we dwarves really have gods?" Putka replied respectfully, not daring to disobey, but seeing that he was going away, he couldn't help but ask. "Yes. Ituka glanced at it, said simply, and then turned to leave.

Missing two chapters, let's make it up tomorrow, I'm a little uncomfortable, I'm too tired