My father?

Jiang Hao looked at Luke.

Although Moradin's honorific title is the father of the dwarves, this does not mean that the dwarves call this god as their father, generally speaking, dwarves will call God or our lord when they call Moradin, and only those who have the blood of the gods in their bodies or were created by Moradin himself, the first generation of dwarves can call Moradin my father.

"He doesn't have divine blood in his body, and he is not a descendant of Moradin, so he should be the first dwarf created by Moradin himself. ”

"But didn't the first generation of dwarves die a long time ago?"

"Those dwarves quit after completing their mission to give birth to the second generation of dwarves, and for these beings who have not reached the demigod level, hundreds of thousands of years are enough time for them to die thousands of times. ”

Jiang Hao's thoughts flickered, and he made a prophecy to Luke, and then smiled,

"Although I am not related to your father, I am an ally with your mother. ”

"And when I call Moradin, he doesn't have a feeling. ”

In his prophecy, Luke would celebrate his first birthday in the city of Garoway.

In other words, Luke had just been born at this time, and according to human calculations, he was still a baby.

Considering that the Night Lady had previously seized the authority of the 'Dwarf Man-Owner' in Moradin's hands, it was already obvious.

Luke was the first generation of dwarves created by the Night Lady, presumably in order to get hold of the 'Dwarven Man-Owner' as soon as possible.

Mother! Luke's eyes became vigilant

He was remembered as being held in the arms of the High Priest when he was born, and the High Priest told him that Moradin was his creator and his father, but the memories that came with his birth told him that his creator was a woman, and Moradin never appeared as a woman.

And the phrase 'when I call Moradin he doesn't give birth to induction', only some powerful spellcasters and gods can do this, and powerful spellcasters often set up enchantments or magic circles to block the senses of the mentioned gods when they mention them, but the one in front of him does not.

But he doesn't look like a god...... Luke asked tentatively,

"I have only a father, not a mother, and my father is the main god of the dwarves, the noble father of all dwarves. ”

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Hao interrupted him with a smile,

"No, you have. ”

"It is the source of all life, the original Creator, who created you. ”

"The original Creator?" Luke was a little dazed, did the Lord plane have this god?

Jiang Hao sketched a smile on his face and responded with a smile,

"Yes, the Creator of all races. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Hao threw out a silver-white silver coin and slowly threw it into the air, "O dwarf created by the original creator, I bless you in the name of the god of fate, bad luck will be far away from you, and good luck will always be by your side." ”

After the blessing, Jiang Hao's figure quickly blurred, becoming transparent until it disappeared.

"Is he really a god?" "Is he the god of fate?" "Did he bless me?" Luke saw Jiang Hao disappearing, and three questions flashed in his mind.

......

After blessing Luke, Jiang Hao did not leave Garoway City.

On the one hand, he was curious about the city of Garoway, which was more industrialized and closer to 'modern' than the other cities he passed, and felt that in a few hundred years, it might be a city that never sleeps.

On the other hand, he hopes to guide people here to pay attention to environmental protection.

The other world is not a blue star, there are true gods here, and too much damage to the environment will cause dissatisfaction among some true gods, and maybe the punishment of the gods will come at some point.

Although he can stop it, he doesn't want the natural environment of the other world to be destroyed, after all, he is now the god of agriculture, and the pollution of industry will also cause damage to agriculture.

Walking through the city of Garowe, Jiang Hao's eyes swept over these lined pipes, watching them face straight to the sky, repelling the black smoke that symbolized industry from the factory.

"The poet Martin once said that the more black smoke in the sky above a city, the more powerful the city's industry. ”

"Black smoke is the jewel in the crown of industry. ”

"The city of Garowe has the most black smoke of any city on the entire continent. ”

“......”

A resident of Garoway City foamed at the mouth of the city, and his dark face was full of excitement.

At this moment, the people of Garoway City are not aware of the dangers of industrial pollution, and they regard these black smoke as proof of industrial pearls, and proudly introduce these black smoke to outsiders, attracting the envy of outsiders.

Then, under the envious eyes of outsiders, the residents of Garoway City introduced more diligently, "Next year, we will erect more pipes in Garoway City next year, emit more black smoke into the sky, and strive to dye our blue sky with the color of industry as soon as possible." ”

Dye the sky black next year? Don't you know that lucid waters and lush mountains are mountains of gold and silver? Don't you know what sustainable development is? If you mess around like this, your descendants will definitely scold you to death...... Jiang Hao complained in his heart, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

He took out his notebook and wrote on it with a quill pen.

"Pollution from industrialization triggered acid rain, and a majestic rain fell from the sky......"

Rumble!

Silver lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the gradually darkening world, and then the thunder that followed rumbled and suppressed the hearts of the people.

After being in high spirits and introducing the inhabitants of his city to outsiders, he looked up at the sky and saw a drop of rain falling from the sky and hitting him in the face.

The rain ran down his cheeks and down his lips.

"Sour?"

Immediately after, the raindrops hit him, he instinctively closed his eyes, then put his hand on the top of his head, and ran to the nearest place to hide from the rain.

Jiang Hao stood in the rain, picked up the quill pen, and wrote quickly in the notebook.

"People who are contaminated by acid rain have itching all over their bodies, their skin is ulcerated, and their hands and feet are numb......"

If he rains industrial acid rain, he naturally doesn't need to write the subsequent fate, and bathed in that kind of acid rain, all kinds of diseases will naturally appear.

But what he rained down was literally acid rain, a sour taste......

"The smell of panic spread through the city of Garowe, and the people realized that this acid rain was unusual, and they began to seek the help of mages and priests, only to receive the answer to God's punishment. ”

"The inhabitants of Garoway are in despair, blaming industry for all this, and their desperation has led them to destroy the fruits of which they were previously proud. ”

"After a violent riot, a hero stood up and brought a way to clean up the pollution. ”

"The hero's name is Luke!"