Chang An finally understood the characteristics of the dwarves in this world, they are proficient in magic, good at striking iron, and love to explore, and then it's all for money!

Studying magic is to make money, building weapons is to make money, exploring the wild is still about making money!

Is Chang An rich? Obviously not, when he was the richest man since he came to this world, he only had three copper plates on his body, and those three copper plates were touched from the drunkard.

In the end, it was for the sake of a certain holy stone that Gallo let Chang An go on the issue of medical expenses. I have to say that a talking stone is really big in such a magical world!

"But then again, if what the dwarf said is true, you jumped out and shouted for me to help me cry out that day to save me? ”

"Rub!" As soon as he heard this, the task terminal hidden in Chang An's clothes jumped out directly, drawing messy lines in the air like a headless fly: "Who wants to save you? As a mission terminal with pursuit, Lao Tzu simply doesn't want to die in that wilderness with a LOW goods like you, okay, I ......"

Chang An didn't wait for this embarrassing guy to finish his words before forcibly stuffing it back into his armpit, because the dwarves around him had already turned their heads to look at them when they heard their conversation, and Chang An really didn't want this group of dwarves to know that the holy stone they worshiped was actually a joke.

Seeing that there was no movement on Chang'an's side, the surrounding dwarves also withdrew their gaze and resumed their work.

It is a rugged valley that is called the Dwarven Valley because the dwarven tribes have always lived here...... Well, from this point, you can see how the names of these dwarfs are.

Chang An's injuries were just a little healed, so he couldn't help but come out and take a turn, there was no way, the hut that these dwarves had built with holes in the mountain wall was too small! He, an adult man, was afraid of bumping into his head if he wanted to straighten his waist inside, and if he didn't come out to blow the wind, he would be suffocated to death.

"Jingle Bell~" The dwarves are not a race that loves to strike iron, and the whole valley is full of the sound of hammers hitting weapons, and they also built a large boiler in the depths of the valley to smelt ore, resulting in the weather is not too hot, but the temperature in the valley is a bit roasting.

Chang An stopped by the side of a dwarf and looked at it for a long time, and found that he just kept wielding a hammer and pounding a piece of iron that looked like the blade of the sword on the anvil, and after repeatedly folding and hammering the blade of the sword, he threw the blade of the sword into the box next to him, and then took out a piece of iron that had obviously been processed and began to hammer it.

Chang An was a little surprised by this discovery, these dwarves had already mastered the assembly line manufacturing process! This is indeed a bit unimaginable in this world.

Chang An walked around the valley with great interest, and it was indeed as he thought, each dwarf here was only responsible for one process, some dwarves were responsible for processing ore, some were responsible for forging, and some were responsible for polishing, and it didn't take long for a large number of finished blades to be freshly baked.

Chang An picked up a sword that had just been inlaid with the hilt, the sword body was tough, and the blade reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, although it was limited by cost and time, this could not be regarded as a magic weapon, but in his eyes, this sword was also a rare good weapon in the army.

"It's a weapon made by dwarves, it's really amazing. For the sake of this group of dwarves who saved themselves and didn't ask for medical expenses, Chang An decided not to skimp on his praise, but ...... After saying this compliment, he found that all the dwarves around him were looking at him like stupid forks.

Then, Chang An saw a dwarf come over and carry all the weapons he had built onto a cart and push the weapons into a cave. Chang An wanted to follow to see what was going on, but was immediately stopped.

Looking at the unfriendly expressions on the dwarves' faces, Chang An immediately realized that his relationship with this group of dwarves was probably not as good as he imagined.

The dwarves were only curious about the two strange people and strange stones that had fallen from the sky, and it was only because of this curiosity that they picked them up and took good care of them.

However, the dwarves are very realistic creatures, and when they find that this "thunderman" and this "holy stone" have nothing magical except for the weird, and they can't bring them any benefits, then in the minds of the dwarves, this is just a weirdo and a strange stone that can talk.

Seeing that the dwarf blocking the entrance of the cave would not let him pass, Chang An couldn't help but ask, "What is this?" ”

The dwarven guard guarding the entrance of the cave raised his head and glared at Chang An, and replied in a rough voice, "This is the place to enchant weapons." ”

Chang An realized that these upright dwarves were still very easy to talk to, so he continued, "Then can you let me go in and have a look?"

"No! The patriarch said, this place must not be allowed to be entered by outsiders. Unless......" The dwarf guard stretched out three short and thick fingers and rubbed them back and forth twice, Chang An stared at him for a long time before he realized that he was actually asking for money for this product!

Do these dwarves think this is a tourist attraction?

"Brother Aiken, you just let him in, Brother Thunderman is not a bad person. It was Gailo who had changed Chang An's dressing just now, he was walking from behind Chang An, if you ignore the unlucky name, Chang An found that this short man was still quite cute.

Someone vouched, so Aiken stepped aside and let Chang An in, with Gallo following behind.

Entering the cave, Chang An suddenly felt as if he had come to another world, if the scene of many dwarves outside with a big iron was a spectacular open-air factory, then this is a sophisticated high-tech studio.

There weren't many dwarves here, just a white-bearded dwarven old man holding a carving knife with intricate patterns carved into the already built swords. In the corner of the cave, there are several completed pieces, those weapons are engraved with unique magic patterns, and the important connection points of the patterns are also inlaid with precious stones.

"Brother Thunderman, this is the real reason why the weapons made by our dwarven tribe are so popular on the continent. This is our patriarch, and he is the only old man in our entire tribe who has truly mastered the equipment enchantment secret art passed down from the dwarven clan. A lot of the demonic weapons equipment in the Fierce Beast Emperor's ** team were built by his old man. ”

Chang An looked at the enchanted weapons and armor that shone with a magical luster. He immediately thought of the kind of magical armor worn by Soshi's guards that could block sniper bullets. There are also enchanted weapons here, he can feel the extraordinary power attached to those equipment from a long distance, and for ordinary people, I am afraid that before the blade can be slashed on his body, he will be half shocked to death by the magic attached to it.

There is no doubt that the magic weapons made by the dwarves are very strong! so strong that they are even beyond the level that the magical civilization of this world should have!

"Side quest released. The voice of the terminal appeared directly in Chang An's mind at this time, and his tone was very formal: "Please ask the traverser killer to investigate the secret of the dwarven clan's enchantment, and the reward for completing the task: 20 contribution points." ”

"Side quest?" Chang An asked in his mind, "Even you think these dwarves are not normal?"

"Nonsense! It's assembly line production, it's enchantment technology beyond the current level of magic in the world, if these are the ghosts of these dwarves who can't even name their names!"

"Can I get 20 contribution points by completing this side quest?" Chang An thought for a moment, knowing that he only spent 10 contribution points on the sniper rifle and two pistols he exchanged for him: "But how can I investigate this? This must be someone's secret." ”

"This machine is just a task terminal, and it doesn't come with a strategy function, in short...... You can do it yourself!"

"It's easy to say......"

"Hmph, what a rude boy. A neutral voice shook Chang An to his senses, and as soon as Chang An looked up, he saw that the dwarven patriarch with gray hair and beard was looking at him with a displeased expression.

Sensing that someone was entering, the dwarven patriarch stopped what he was doing and prepared to greet the guests. However, then he found that Chang An did not look at himself, but was in a daze at the finished enchanted weapon in the cave, which made him very unhappy!

Realizing that he was out of shape, Chang An also touched the back of his head embarrassedly, bowed and said gently: "I'm sorry, the junior is rude." The younger generation heard that the enchanted weapons created by the dwarf tribe were infinitely powerful, so they came to visit. After seeing the enchanted weapon you created with my own eyes, I found that it really lived up to its name, and I was a little fascinated by it, and there were some things I wanted to ask my predecessors. ”

Apology and sycophancy, the old patriarch's mood immediately improved, and he stroked his white beard with his hand and said: "Well, the old man is the patriarch of this dwarf tribe, Hatton, young human, I have heard Gallo say about you." Tell me, what's the matter with coming to the old man?"

Chang An pointed to the finished enchanted weapons placed in the corner: "Junior, I see that the swords you enchant here are all swords, I wonder if the old-timers have also made things like enchanted arrows?"

"Haha, you're asking the right person. Hatton's eyebrows fluttered excitedly: "I only created a batch of enchanted fire arrows for the army of the Beast Empire last month, and with the kind of thing called gunpowder they just made, it is really powerful on the battlefield!"

Chang An bowed again while saying admiration, he found that this group of dwarves really liked to see others lower their heads than them, in short, after coaxing the old patriarch of the dwarf tribe very happy, he finally threw out the topic:

"Juniors have a few arrows here, and I want to ask my seniors to help enchant them, I wonder if it's possible?"

"Hey, do you want to ...... Sao Nian" The voice of the terminal appeared in Chang An's mind. Chang An didn't show anything on the surface, just nodded and quietly replied in his mind:

"I don't have a weapon in my hand that can kill and injure poetry, but the mission doesn't stipulate that I am not allowed to use the power of this world, right?"