I lost the sun god

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

Reminiscent of the fact that the Lady of the Night had seized the dwarf creator authority from Moradin's hand before, things are already obvious.

Luke is the first generation of dwarves created by Lady Evernight. His purpose of doing this is probably to master the dwarf creator as soon as possible.

Mother!Luke's heart trembled, and his eyes became vigilant.

In his memory, he was 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 memory that came with his birth told him that his creator was a female, and Moradin never appeared as a female.

Moreover, when I called Moradin, He would not have a reaction. Only some powerful spellcasters and gods can do this, and powerful spellcasters often set up enchantments or spells with their eyes when mentioning gods. To block the induction of the mentioned gods, but the one in front of him did not.

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

"I only have a father and no mother. My father is the main god of the dwarves, the noble father of all dwarves."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hao interrupted him with a smile,

"No, you have."

"You were created by the source of all life, the original Creator."

"The original creator?" Luke was a little confused. Is there such a god on the main plane?

A smile was outlined on Jiang Hao's face, and he responded with a smile,

"Yes, the creator of all races."

While speaking, Jiang Hao threw out a silver-white silver coin, and slowly threw it into the air, "Dwarves created by the original creator, I bless you in the name of the God of Destiny, bad luck will stay away from you, and good luck will be yours." Always by your side."

After the blessing, Jiang Hao's figure quickly blurred, became transparent, and disappeared.

"Is he really a god?" "Is he the god of destiny?" "Did he bless me?" Seeing Jiang Hao disappearing, Luke asked three times in his mind.

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

On the one hand, he was curious about Garowe City. Compared with other cities he passed by, this city was more industrialized and closer to modernization. It felt like a few hundred years later, maybe this city would be a city that never sleeps.

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

The other world is not Blue Star. There are true gods here. Excessive damage to the environment will cause some true gods to be dissatisfied. 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 the god of agriculture now, and industrial pollution will also cause damage to agriculture.

Walking in the city of Garowe, Jiang Hao glanced at these forest-like pipes, watching them straight to the sky, pushing out the black smoke that symbolizes industry from the factory.

"Poet Martin said that the more black smoke in the sky above a city, the stronger the city's industry."

"Smoky is the jewel in the crown of industry."

"Garoway City has the most black smoke of any city in the entire continent."

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A resident of Garowe City introduced it to the outsider with a froth, his dark face was full of excitement.

At this moment, people in Garowe City are not aware of the dangers of industrial pollution. They regard the black smoke as a proof of the pearl of industry, and proudly introduce the black smoke to outsiders, attracting the envy of outsiders.

Then, under the envious eyes of the outsiders, the residents of Garowe City introduced more vigorously, "Next year, we in Garowe City will erect more pipes next year to discharge more black smoke into the sky, and strive to clear our city as soon as possible." The blue sky is stained with industrial colors."

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

He took out his notebook and began to write on it with a quill pen,

"Industrial pollution caused acid rain, and a majestic heavy rain fell from the sky"

boom!

Silver lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the gradually darkening world, and then the rumbling thunder followed, and the bomber felt depressed.

The resident who was originally excited to introduce his city to outsiders calmed down. He looked up at the sky, just in time to see a drop of rainwater falling from the sky and hitting his face.

The rain trickled down his cheeks and onto his lips.

"sour?"

Immediately afterwards, raindrops hit his body, he closed his eyes instinctively, put his hands on 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, and wrote quickly in the notebook.

"People contaminated by acid rain have itching all over their bodies, skin ulceration, and numb hands and feet"

If what he rained was industrialized acid rain, naturally he wouldn't need to write about the subsequent fate. After bathing in that kind of acid rain, various diseases would naturally appear.

But what he rains is literally acid rain, a rain that tastes sour

"The atmosphere of panic spread in Garowe City. People realized that the acid rain was unusual. They began to seek help from mages and priests, but they got the answer that it was God's punishment."

"The residents of Garowe City are desperate. They blame all this on the industry. Their desperation makes them wantonly destroy these achievements that they were proud of before."

"After a violent riot, a hero rose up, and he brought a solution to clean up the pollution."

"The hero's name is Luke!"

Chapter 382: Walking with God for 13 Years ([-])

When Garowe City was still bathed in the pouring 'acid rain', Jiang Hao, who had toured around, quietly left the city with a salute.

Destiny has already been arranged, as long as there is no god intervening, everything will develop in the direction he expected, even if a fortune-teller predicts the future and makes changes, the changes he makes will only become a driving force for the development of fate. opportunity.

The deeper he grasps the power of 'fate', the more he understands the power of 'fate'.

The mighty river of fate includes the future of everyone in the multiverse. Conforming to fate is the arrangement of fate, and it is also the arrangement of fate to resist fate.

……

Bestel City, in an ancient castle.

A group of professionals dressed in different costumes gathered here under the lure of the duke's huge sum of money.

In front of them was a big bed made of snow-white swan feathers. In the middle of the big bed lay a young man with his eyes closed and a handsome face.

"...His Royal Highness, the reason why His Royal Highness Reinhardt is unconscious may be some kind of curse." An old man in a gorgeous robe and with a long white beard stroked his beard and said, "I can't see it for the time being." Find out what kind of curse His Highness Little Reinhardt has received, after all, there are hundreds of thousands of cursed races in this world, and even a curse warlock who specializes in curses may not be able to recognize it as a curse."

"However, I can try to cast blessing magic on His Royal Highness Reinhardt to see if I can dispel the curse that fell on him."

"Then trouble Your Excellency Ishtar."

A man with pale skin and a chilly air on his body, as cold as an iceberg, nodded slightly. When he looked at the man on the big bed who looked somewhat similar to himself, the ice that emanated from him seemed to melt a little.