only god

Chapter 433 The Dwarves

The depths of the celestial kingdom.

The archangel who was entrusted with the mission spat out his letter, his forked tongue flickered in the air, appearing and disappearing from time to time, he looked ahead with great vigilance, and there was a faint shadow in his eyes.

In front of him stood the six-winged Soramus.

That is not only the archangel who guards the north of the heaven, but also the head of the archangel who guards the throne of the gods, the prophet who has traveled the world for thousands of years. It can be said that in the kingdom above the sea of ​​clouds, apart from gods, everyone Ramus is the most honorable.

Silas is jealous of the head of the archangel, and sometimes even maddened with jealousy.

This jealousy was not relieved by the mission given by God, but intensified.

However, in front of Soramus, Silas hid the jealousy in his heart very well, only showing vigilance on his face.

"Solamus, what are you doing here?"

Silas asked coldly.

Soramus looked around, and he saw that every inch of space here was similar to heaven, with the same sea of ​​clouds and the same brilliance, the difference was that the position where the throne of God stood was empty.

In that empty space, spiritual life with human head and snake body floated, and Soramus couldn't help showing surprise, it was a creature he had never seen before.

"These...are your creations?"

Soramus couldn't help asking.

Those human-headed and snake-body creatures revolved around the two archangels, and they lived on good thoughts, spinning happily as if they were dancing.

"Yes, they are called rose snakes."

There was a hint of arrogance in Silas' voice.

"How did this name come from, I don't see any connection between them and Rose."

Soramus asked curiously.

Silas turned his head, pretending not to care and said:

"You won't understand the intention, and I don't bother to tell you about it."

Soramus didn't care about Silas's attitude, just nodded, and then said:
"Just now, you asked me why I came here, right?"

Silas nodded when he heard it, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly knit together.

The archangel suspected that Soramus had come at the command of God to supervise his own work.

Thinking of this, for some reason, Silas suddenly felt guilty.

Thankfully, though, Soramus didn't come to oversee his work.

"God told me to give you this book."

Soramus raised his hand, and at some point, a brand new tome appeared in his palm.

The ancient book was wrapped in sheepskin, and the bronzing text on the cover was as beautiful as picturesque, and also exuded a sense of machinery.

Silas took the book from God very solemnly. He turned the pages curiously and read the words on it. After a while, his brows were all frowned.

He has tried his best to read the words on it. As an archangel, he knows all the languages ​​in the world, even though some of them have been reduced to dead languages, but he was surprised that the words on this book have strange shapes and can only be read from the book. Some characters can be seen to be slightly similar to today's dwarf language, other than that, it is difficult to understand.

"The grace bestowed by God is always so wonderful."

Silas whispered, praising God.

"You didn't say that because you didn't understand."

Soramus asked coldly.

Silas's expression froze, blushing from shame, and the thoughts deep in his heart were ruthlessly challenged by Soramus.

Solamus found it funny, and after a while slowly said:
"This book is for the dwarves.

Silas, the gods have entrusted you with a mission, and the fate of this book is also at your disposal. It is up to you to decide which dwarf it will be given to. "

The archangel regained his composure and said harshly:
“Of course I know God’s command.

That being the case, I do not intend to dedicate this book to any one particular person.

You know, as the rain falls on the righteous, it also falls on the unrighteous.

This book is like this, I throw it on the ground casually, and whoever it falls on, it will be handed over to whoever it is. "

In the face of Silas' words that seemed to be playing with his temper, Solamus was noncommittal, he was just conveying the word of God, and the whereabouts of the mechanical book would be left to Siles.

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The Book of Mechanics.

Silas flipped through all the contents of the book in a short period of time. Although he couldn't understand the words on it, he still remembered every character in it like a picture.

Together with the precise drawings about the mechanical structure, they were all engraved in Buluo's mind.

After that, the archangel did not investigate the origin of this ancient book, nor did he intend to treat it seriously. As he said before, he just casually floated it down from the sea of ​​clouds, and whoever was lucky enough to find it would belong to it.

That's like pie from the sky.

Ordinary people on the earth often say that there is no good thing in the world, but that is just to warn people to be alert to the risks behind the good things. In fact, it is not really impossible, because sometimes, Some people's luck is unexpected and unbelievable. Some people were born in the family of Zhongming Dingshi, and they were born with noble status. Isn't this another kind of pie from the sky?

Silas dropped the "Book of Mechanics" casually, and above the sea of ​​clouds, the book fell into the mountains of the dwarves, and landed on a tree that no one cared about.

In this way... more than ten years have passed.

No one has discovered that a precious book from the future is hidden on a certain tree in the mountain.

That book records technologies that even the most outstanding dwarf craftsmen can't imagine today. As long as you get it and decipher it, a steady stream of prosperity and wealth will follow.

But just like a pearl covered in dust, if there is not enough luck, no one may find it for 1000 years.

And some people, although they come from a poor background and are as humble as an ant, they have enough luck. That luck is not enough for him to be born in the family of Zhongming Dingshi, but it is enough for him to wipe the dust off the pearl.

Vidor Mushi is such a young man.

He lives in the Wood and Stone Clan that cuts down forests for a living. Just from the clan's name, we can see their status in dwarven society.

The society of the dwarves is a typical pyramid structure. People use clans to distinguish each other's work and status. Among the dwarves, the most noble jobs are craftsmen who are busy in front of the furnace. Their clan names are therefore associated with gold, It is related to precious minerals such as silver and crystal, and by analogy, the lower the clan is, the more simple and ordinary its name is, which can be seen everywhere, such as grass, green soil, etc.

The division of labor among the dwarves is so clear, which stems from the fact that this race is a natural craftsman. This division of labor among the clans has also created a super-efficient operation of the entire racial society. Changed clan estrangement.

(End of this chapter)