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Xi Tong couldn't help wondering what kind of race this was. The son-in-law created man in the land of Divine Land. There should be no human footprint here.

Before myself, no one has migrated here in large numbers.

Therefore, the hibiscus indigenous people are not humans, at least not real humans.

Just call them Mao.

Looking at their stout five short stature, Xi Tong first thought of the dwarf people.

Borrow it, improve blood, right?

can!

A gene sample of dwarven people is stored in the gene bank, and after use, it can cause human body to mutate and develop towards the tendency of dwarven people.

For example, muscle strength is increased, bones are stronger, and endurance is improved.

There is also a keen sense of soil and ores, and a passion for metal objects.

Of course, there is wine.

The dragons went back and forth, each carrying the chiefs and chiefs of the Mao tribe on the island.

A group of dark, dingy, dirty wool **** piled together, and the smell was really sour.

"Take it and wash it, clean it!"

The dragons were ordered to immediately carry the Mao people to the beach for cleaning.

Several dragon men without a task immediately dug a pit, buried a pot, and set fire.

Xi Tong originally thought that they were boiling hot water and taking a hot bath for the Mao people. Just trying to compliment them, they found that several dragon people had taken out chopping boards, kitchen knives, and onions, ginger, and garlic.

Wait, what is this?

"Master, didn't you wash the pot?"

Xi Tong rubbed his forehead.

The dragon people choose the outstanding members of the reincarnation. Why can there be such encounters? It seems that the selection mechanism of the reincarnation is wrong.

But then again, which is the normal person who can struggle to survive in many worlds and live to the end? Even if the mind is complete, it has been sharpened into a pervert.

"Of course it's not a pan!"

Several of them suddenly realized that Mali withdrew the pot and put it on the barbecue grill, preparing cumin, pepper noodles, and pepper.

Looking at the marks on the barbecue grill and seasoning bottles, Fan Tong's takeaway business is very good.

The hair people's heads were scrubbed and brushed, and their hairs were wet and affixed to their bodies, and finally they could see the human face and body contours.

However, Mao people were furious and trembling with anger-99% was fear and 1% was angry.

They don't know what happened, they just know that a group of big men who are soaring up and down have arrived in their village, asked who is the boss here, and then brought themselves.

Seeing that the big man who brought himself bowed down to a tall, majestic, stagnant breath, luxurious clothes, and unparalleled power ... The Mao people also knelt down.

Xi Tong didn't talk nonsense, he put a group of these people on the Terra stone energy chip, and then passed on his meaning to them.

Then, one person with a bottle of medicine, ate off.

No delivery.

The Mao people have always been bold and thick-skinned. Their women dare to come here to seduce men, and their rough and wild can be seen.

Found that the big men didn't mean to hurt themselves, a group of Mao chiefs wandered around the camp.

The 100,000 farmer has nothing to look at. It is simply a group of laborers working on the land.

However, Xi Tong prepared special nutrition packages for them, plus the conditioning of elixir, elixir, and gene potions, all of which consolidated the foundation and restored the origin.

Even if there is no talent for cultivation, there are still some efforts to work.

Several Mao leaders came together and mumbled.

"They don't do much work and are not tired, but they eat so well."

"I saw the meat, and the fruit, oh, I can smell the fragrance from such a distance, and I feel soothed, I really want to taste it."

"I don't want to go back. I want to work here."

"me too."

As a result, the dragons had to run again, whispering where the Mao chiefs came from.

It's all up to them to propagate the policies of the system's gods, so how can they work here?

After returning to the village, a group of leaders recounted their experiences.

If it wasn't for the lack of culture, I would almost yell "the fairy touches me and grows up forever".

Then, the leader, the patriarch, and others showed off the strange power they had just gained, holding a stone ten times larger than themselves and striding forward, shouting and feeding while dancing.

Although they were able to lift a stone ten times larger than themselves before, they had done their best to take a step trembling like now.

All I can say is that I really met the gods.

For the savage and obscurity group, you boasted that it would be better to kill the cow with one punch.

Only when the level of civilization reaches a certain level will those pursuits be pursued.

It is for this reason that in the original faith, the gods were always barbaric and bloody.

It is not the blood of God, but believers can only understand this part.

The chiefs and patriarchs also described the work of digging, cutting trees, and providing food for the gods, and immediately mobilized the entire village and the entire family to migrate.

Xitong chose the address of the Mao people.

This is a huge valley. The mountains around the valley are dense with lush vegetation, plains and rivers, and the estuary is dozens of miles downstream. Excellent harbors, fishing grounds, salt ponds ...

The climate here is also very good, it is a natural and livable treasure, and the surrounding area is deep and wide, and has strong development potential.

Most importantly, this is where the hibiscus tree takes root, and it is also the nest where Shijinwu once inhabited.

Each stone here is repeatedly smelted by the real fire of the sun, which contains a trace of masculine hot heat, and is the best stone for the forging furnace.

Although the hibiscus tree was destroyed by the Wu tribe, its vitality still exists and it lies dormant underground.

Because of this, this valley is like a huge stove, but the stove temperature is not high.

Because of this, humans can live in it, and are subtly changed by the hot fire.

Forging is not only smelting steel, but also smelting itself. Smelting flesh and bones with the breath of the real fire of the sun and the hibiscus tree, constantly breaking its own limits.

Xitong named it Ironforge, the future city of Mao people, or the future city of dwarves.

The Mao people who fled over were all put on the Terra stone energy chip, fed with gene medicine, and let them develop towards the dwarven people.

Soon, the population of the seven large settlements in Ironforge reached 100,000.

In the future, there may be scattered stray people coming to join, but all are sporadic increase. If you want to continue to expand the population of dwarves, you can only conquer other islands.

As for how to conquer, it depends on the Mao people themselves.

If Xi Tong finishes everything, the Mao people will lose the identity of the indigenous creatures like the dragon people and will not be recognized by heaven.

Ding Ding!

Dangdang!

The Mao people in Ironforge finally began to forge.

Hearing this familiar voice, the memories buried in their bloodstreams erupted like a stream, out of control.

At the same time, Xi Tong felt the strong power of fortune emerged and condensed in Ironforge.