Train to Another World

Chapter 435 For the younger generation

Li Zhuoguang glanced at Aluyin and said, "Don't you know it yourself? You talk too much after drinking."

Aluyin was stunned. He knew about this, but he didn't remember saying this last night?

Of course, Aruyin didn't say that maybe this incident was a pain that he didn't want to mention even when he was drunk. Li Zhuoguang knew it was because he saw the other party’s memory while they were drunk last night.

That was his memory thousands of years ago. After they initially defeated the elemental creature, the surviving dwarfs saw their relatives resurrected and happily ran over and hugged them.

Perhaps because of the excitement, I hugged too hard and was scratched by the newly born rocky skin on the other party's body, so I began to show signs of petrification as if I were injured by elemental creatures.

Unfortunately, the man was not lucky and did not survive. His resurrected relative was heartbroken. After repelling the elemental creature, he sneaked out that night and lie under the forging hammer in the workshop and committed suicide.

When the tribesmen discovered him the next day, he had become a piece of debris, leaving only a core like an elemental creature.

Since then, the dwarves who have been resurrected from the dead have been dressed in full-covered armor. These armors may not be as hard as their stone skin, and they are worn on them to protect the people they come into contact with.

Li Zhuoguang continued to fool him, "I don't care about you. Once we succeed, you will likely die. After all, it's hard to say whether you are dwarfs or elemental creatures now."

Aruin sighed, "I get it."

"Don't plan to keep us, or dispel our thoughts?"

Aruin shook his head: "I have thought many times myself, whether we died or survived. It doesn't matter now. After all, I should have died a thousand years ago and lived another one more time. A thousand years have already been considered profitable.

Although I can live now, I don’t want my tribesmen to spend another thousand years in the castle. I hope that the new children can go out, see the grassland and forests with their own eyes, and learn mining, forging and brewing with their elders.

This is the life a dwarf should live. ”

"So you're not going to stop us?"

"No. I have given my life to my tribe members, so I don't mind giving it a second time. What I just said, as long as it can help you, as long as it is available in Black Rock Fort, you can use it as long as it is available in it. .”

The small stove turned back to its prototype, stretched, and then lay down. Everyone jumped onto his back one after another, and the small stove spread its wings made of flames. With a flap of his wings, he soared into the air.

Li Zhuoguang shouted to Aluyin on the ground, "After you kill the elemental creatures, remember to collect their cores. After pounding them into meat paste and applying them to the wound, it can heal the trauma caused by elemental creatures."

Alu rubbed his eyes and felt a strong sense of regret in his heart. He couldn't help asking himself, if he hadn't been adopting the policy of contracting, would he have discovered a way to cure the petrified curse earlier.

The small stove hovered around the Black Rock Fort twice, rose to a certain height, and flew towards the depths of the lava lake.

"Brother Li, look at the back." Pojun pulled the corner of Li Zhuoguang's clothes, and Li Zhuoguang looked back when he heard this.

At this time, the Black Rock Castle tower was full of dwarves. In addition to the dwarf soldiers Li Zhuoguang and the others had seen, there were also many dwarves in regular clothes. But their faces were very haggard and their skin was pale.

The dwarves should have been short and sturdy, but the dwarves standing on the walls all had sunken cheeks, which seemed to be malnourished.

Li Zhuoguang knew that the dwarf soldiers they had seen before were transformed into elemental creatures a thousand years ago, so they still looked like they were thousands of years ago. These dwarves who came out of the castle are what the dwarves look like now.

Think about it, what kind of creatures can survive here near the lava lake? These resurrected dwarf soldiers should have done their best to support them.

These dwarves who walked out, together with the dwarf soldiers, waved to Li Zhuoguang and the others, and Ariana and others waved to them. Xiong Facai sighed: "It's time to repair this world."

Xiong Facai tapped the horns of the small stove, and the small stove flapped its wings and flew towards the distance.

Black Rock Fort, at night.

Since he was cursed by the petrification curse thousands of years ago, Aluyin and others' rest time and appetite have been reduced to an exaggerated level. So every night, Aruyin doesn't want to lie in bed, but stays in the workshop to find something to pass the time.

Metten walked into the workshop with a bunch of elemental creatures in his arms: "I knew you were here, I went outside and found a lot of cores back."

Aluyin knocked on a stone mortar beside him, which was filled with meat paste: "No need to try it, I've tried it, it's useless for us."

Metten shrugged: "It's better to collect some to keep them in case of emergency."

Metten casually put the core into the box beside him and approached Aruin from behind. I saw that he was holding a stone slab and carving something on it with a carving knife.

When Metine approached, he saw that Aruin was carving his tombstone:

Aruin Oct Ference…Qunta Black Rock

Born in the Holy Era 1203, the year of Jade.

He died in the year of Calamity 1, the year of Obsidian.

Burial in the year of Calamity 1033, the year of Amber.

Mining was slow, forging was mediocre, and brewing was not satisfactory, but he loved them.

Maitern paused and hesitated: "Is it too early to prepare my own tombstone now?"

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one look!

Aruin stroked his tombstone with his rough hands and wiped off the stone chips on it: "If they succeed, we will probably die. I don't know if we will die immediately or struggle for a while.

But I don't want to regret that my tombstone is not ready before I die."

"That makes sense." Maiten nodded, squatted down and looked around, and found a large stone slab in the workshop's debris pile. He spread the stone slab flat on it and started carving on it.

His carving skills are obviously better than Aruin. With the flow of the carving knife, it only took a moment to carve the acacia around the stone slab, which symbolizes bravery and fearlessness in dwarf culture.

Aruin curled his lips with jealousy: "I want to remind you that tombstones are used to be inserted on graves, not to cover your sarcophagus. Why do you make such a big piece?"

Maitern did not look back, but said while carving: "If we die, it proves that the disaster has ended. It is more important to let the younger generations know who I am than to let them remember who ended the disaster."

Amid the flying stone chips, a rough outline began to appear on the large stone slab. Two children, a short and strong man, a sloppy beard, a beautiful elf, a weirdo with a strange hat, a cynical young man and a fat gerbil on his shoulder.

Although it is just an outline, it is quite charming. Aruin put his tombstone aside and prepared to go back to the room to rest:

"Remember to beautify my tombstone when you finish carving."

"You carved it too badly, you have to pay more."

"I am the mayor!"

"It's none of my business."

"I'm your younger brother!"

"Brother, 20% discount."