My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

"You praised me for my talent!"

The other party described the details so clearly.

In Ye Zhi's mind, the image of a red-haired kid finally emerged.

"...I seem to have some impression of him."

However.

It was not a good impression.

Back then, the kid relied on his talent and walked through his nose every day.

Indirectly ruined their plan!

He was able to stay there for so long, at least because of the other party!

Ye Zhi deliberately glanced at Hawks' beard.

Well, the nostrils were completely covered.

No wonder he didn't recognize him at first.

Hawks' eyes flashed with sincere admiration.

"Master Serkan's teachings back then benefited me a lot."

"Truth is infinite, and every inch of progress brings joy. Don't be greedy or belittle yourself."

What a pity.

It was not until many years later that he understood the true meaning of this sentence.

"Back then, you said that my talent was only slightly inferior to Master Serkan's. I wonder if I have disappointed you when we meet again?"

Ye Zhi looked confused: ? ? ?

Did he say this?

Then, memories came flooding back like a tide.

He suddenly realized.

Oh, I remember!

Back then, this kid cursed the Watcher in front of them.

The kid's talent in language was no worse than forging, and his ability to attract hatred was first-class.

He was so annoyed that he just "politely" reminded the other party.

Serkan joined the Smelting Hammer at the age of 6, one year earlier than him.

The kid who thought he was invincible broke through the defense and ran away on the spot.

As a result, when he recalled it now, it turned into "praise"?

Ye Zhi's honest evaluation:

"The time when you were closest to him was back then."

At his age, Serkan would have become a legendary forger and had his own title.

The only time the genius is comparable is when the other party is still unable to lift the hammer.

There is only one year difference between them joining the Smelting Hammer, which is when their strength gap is the smallest.

Hawks's face changed slightly, and then he smiled with relief.

"Yes, he is Serkan..."

How can a coward like him compare to someone who dares to fight against the entire world of forgers alone?

His pursuit of truth and perfect magic weapons is always one step behind the other party.

So.

He just wants to stay by the side of the genius.

The few words they inadvertently uttered are enough to benefit him for a lifetime.

However, things are always changing.

"If your condition is this, then I can't do it."

Hawks' smile froze instantly, and anxiety was revealed between his eyebrows.

"Why?"

Is he not even qualified to look up to the genius's brilliance?

"Because he is dead."

Boom!

Ye Zhi's words were simple and cruel, like a bolt from the blue, making him stand still on the spot.

"He is already three hundred years old, far exceeding the normal life span of a dwarf..."

"No! This is impossible!"

Hawks stood up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.

What a brilliant and dazzling existence that was.

The other party was so brilliant that even the flames of the Smelting Hammer could not cover up his elegance.

Such a genius.

How could he die in such an ordinary and unknown way? !

"Where is his resting place?" Hawks' voice was trembling.

Ye Zhi shook his head gently.

"I don't know."

"In order to deal with the pursuit and interception of the churches, we have been separated for a long time. His news was brought back by another member of the Watcher."

"If you want to find where Serkan is buried, you can only rely on him."

And Edgar, who brought back the news of Serkan's death.

At present, I don't know what went wrong, and he hasn't returned from Nari Town yet!

Ye Zhi slowly stood up and walked towards the door with steady steps.

His back cast a long shadow in the sun.

"But you have to be prepared. The tomb of the Watcher cannot be bathed in the sun."

Before resolving the church's wanted order.

Only by hiding the cemetery can outsiders be prevented from destroying it.

The red-bearded dwarf seemed like a solidified sculpture at this moment.

Silent.

Only the pair of blue eyes were trembling slightly.

Ye Zhi did not even turn his head.

"If you are joining us just for Serkan, you can make other plans as soon as possible."

"But since you can recognize Serkan, it means you recognize his vision for the future development of magic weapons."

"Manufacturing steam engines is bound to encounter double resistance from dwarves and sirens. If it is for this..."

Ye Zhi suddenly turned around and stretched out a hand to Hawks.

"The Watcher will be your best companion!"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Just when Ye Zhi thought that this persuasion had failed.

The red-bearded dwarf stood up suddenly., walked towards Ye Zhi with big strides.

He held Ye Zhi's robe tightly with both hands.

"I believe in Master Serkan's choice, and I believe in you, Your Majesty Mephisto!"

His eyes were burning, revealing a stubbornness and determination.

"But maybe you should consider the height of the dwarf?"

Ye Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart was completely put down.

He moved his hand down and patted Hawks' shoulder.

"Welcome to join us, the dwarf who came from afar."

...

Even if there are players to help.

The post-war inventory of supplies and loss wanted work still dragged on until the sunset was hanging in the sky, and it was barely over.

Even if there are players to help.

Looking at the report that has just been released.

The loss of ammunition is actually within Ye Zhi's expectations.

After the firepower is sufficient, there will always be a few players who will lose their heads and waste ammunition.

After deducting a moderate amount of merit points, this matter is over.

As for the spoils of war.

Except for magic weapons.

Mainly various weapons and tools; about six tons of various dry food;

Various condiments including salt, pepper, ginger, cinnamon;

And, nearly one hundred complete animal skins!

A small piece of paper made Ye Zhi excited.

"In addition to potatoes and sweet fruits, there are finally other food in the granary!"

Goblins are not vegetarians.

We can stockpile so much dry food, thanks to those adventurers, who prepared enough.

Of course.

Now it's all cheap for Ye Zhi.

The sudden increase in the variety of condiments can finally alleviate the players' complaints about the single taste of food in the game.

The most important thing.

It must be the one hundred animal skins!

Whether we can survive this winter.

It's not about the output of cloth in the Buggu Bird Workshop, but the hunting situation in autumn.

One hundred animal skins can greatly relieve the pressure of players to keep warm!

"When winter comes, even if they are marked as 100 magic gold coins, they will definitely become popular items!"

Because there are many beasts in the forest.

Almost all players sold the animal skins that took up space to the store.

Young players still don't know enough about the temperature of the Giant Oak Forest in winter.

You know.

The remaining power of the winter snow god can even freeze their urine into icicles in an instant!

"Another good way to recycle magic gold coins!"

Ye Zhi wrote it down.