My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Who made the other party's cell the only one in the dungeon?

Yutang couldn't change the miserable situation of all the captives.

But he borrowed the other party's territory.

He could still give some benefits and improve the other party's food.

"Just think that I am too sympathetic and can't bear to see the NPC eating that black moss-like thing."

The self-indulgent Hawks couldn't bring himself to turn his head aside.

"Humph, you just learned a bunch of incomprehensible words outside!"

Yutang was ashamed.

Which side is outside?

When the character was generated, it didn't say that the dwarf race has its own background story?

Never expected it.

The NPC outside can understand more than the faction leaders in the game!

In order to avoid the topic, he plans to say less words that don't fit the game background in the future.

Yutang continued to ask questions.

"So you are so calm, because you think I want to recruit you, so I will guarantee your safety?"

Just when he calmed down, he heard such a confession reminding him of his narcissism.

Hawks almost blushed again.

He sulked:

"That's not the case. I never thought about joining you."

An organization that wants to send dwarves to go undercover in the goblin's nest is unreliable at first glance.

He can even quit the Smelting Hammer, how can he be resigned to a small organization again?

Alti Asia is too big, but too small.

He has been to many places, but he has no place to stay.

Hawks' eyes can't help but become sad.

Maybe.

Dying in the Giant Oak Forest is the last guidance given to him by Lord Hearn...

"Click!"

Yutang made his hands into a clapperboard shape and slapped it in front of his nose.

Successfully pulled him out of his memories.

"Don't get lost in your memories. I can't see the memory bubbles."

"Is there anything that a distinguished beta player like me can't know?"

After saying that, Yutang covered his face in annoyance.

It's over. I said I would play the role in the game, but I forgot to get into the role again.

The sad old dwarf rarely showed his curiosity.

Instead, he curled up like a child, looking at the faint firelight in the corridor, with a melancholy tone.

"Let me tell you a story..."

"Huo!" It's extra experience points!

Yutang immediately sat up straight and took out a baked potato.

"Tell me more!"

That stupid look broke the sad atmosphere.

Hawks' half-condensed sigh was forced out in his throat.

He was angry and laughed.

"I don't know how you can live safely until now!"

If you were in the dwarf tribe, I don't know how many beatings you would have received since childhood!

Yutang blinked.

"It's OK. There are people who deserve a beating more than me."

It's not his turn to attract hatred.

"Are you believers of the God of War?" Hawks had more and more questions in his mind.

Then he smiled and put it behind his mind.

"Boy, let me ask you, when did you join your organization?"

"Uh..." Yutang thought for a long time.

In reality, he certainly obtained the internal test qualification more than a week ago and joined the game organization in disguise.

But according to the background of the game...

What is a player? Returning to Eltia, it takes longer to join the organization.

Maybe even as soon as he was born?

"I joined when I knew it existed."

Yutang gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

That's right!

"Joined since childhood?"

Hawks' chest let out bursts of muffled laughter.

"Then I am older than you. I have been using the smelting hammer since I was 7 years old. I made my first practical magic weapon by swinging an iron hammer."

"It has been 89 years since then."

"Wow." Yutang echoed calmly, "So you are 96 years old now?"

"Ahem, you, a young man, do you understand the key points?"

Hawks' beard was shaking with anger.

It seemed that he could break away from his body and turn into a broom to beat people.

He snatched the potato from Yutang's hand.

"As a fee for offending the old man and listening to the story, I want this thing!"

Yutang looked at the other party speechlessly.

He didn't want it for free just now, but now he doesn't give it to him and he is rushing to eat it.

What a weird old man.

Anyway, he didn't want to eat potatoes, but he just took something to eat while listening to the story out of habit.

The other party took it.

Yutang patted the black ash on his hands indifferently.

"Okay, I know you're awesome for making magic weapons at the age of 7, and then what?"

A light sentence.

Hawks was so angry that he couldn't get it up or down.

He bit the potato angrily.

"And then..."

Then it was a bumpy road for a young man with ambitions to learn.He was able to join the prestigious Melting Hammer Church among the dwarves at the age of 7.

He enjoyed the protection of Hern, the god of fire and forging.

Hawkes' talent should not be underestimated.

In fact, it was true.

Relying on the books and technology of the Melting Hammer, he became a master forger smoothly.

And at the age of 60, he charged towards the threshold of the legendary forger.

Then.

He failed.

For 30 years, his forging technology has not improved at all.

He is still in the process of searching for information.

He found that the Melting Hammer he swore to be loyal to for life was completely different from what he imagined.

It was not a beacon to protect and pass on the dwarven craftsmanship, but a wall that bound the dwarven forging technology!

Decades of faith collapsed in an instant.

After knowing the truth, he could not change anything.

Sobriety would only make people painful.

In the end.

It took him three years to get away from the Melting Hammer.

Taking his old friend who had been with him for a lifetime, he embarked on a journey with no end...

"Unfortunately, the iron hammer that had accompanied me for more than 60 years was lost when I met the goblin..."

"Cough cough cough!" Yutang was almost choked to death by his saliva and coughed violently.

Hawks looked over in confusion.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Yutang took a step back silently, "You continue."

Although he was dissatisfied with Yutang's interruption.

But it did not prevent Hawks from continuing to enter the sad atmosphere of memories.

"I don't know if it is doing well now..."

Yutang silently replied in his heart:

It is probably not good. After all, it was digested by the stomach acid of the red-skinned earthworm once, and now it is being used by Ye Huifei to smash stones.

Looking at the additional experience value that increased by 5 points on the game panel.

Yutang swallowed the truth and helped him to make fun of it.

"You value your hammer so much, does it have any special origin?"

"No, the forger's assistant does not look at the origin, only the fate."

Hawks stopped eating potatoes, and his eyes showed nostalgia.

"It's just an ordinary obsidian steel warhammer among the smelting hammers."

"But it was the best equipment I could forge back then."

He sighed while chewing the soft and glutinous potatoes.

"My old friend is old and very fragile. In fact, he hasn't done any forging work for many years. I just keep it as a thought."

Fishpond: "..."