I Am the God of Games

"I disagree!"

Iron Felt is a grey dwarf who has just obtained the title of 'Master' - to be precise, it was only yesterday that he passed the trial of the Lava City Artisan Association.

As a craftsman who has been at the gold emblem level for more than 30 years, it is not the first time for him to participate in the 'Master Hammer Trial' of the Craftsmen Association, but every time the exam questions are too difficult and the limitations of his talents make the iron felt Until yesterday, I could only stop at Jin Hui.

However, yesterday's master hammer test was unexpectedly simple, and it felt similar to the difficulty of the exam questions he challenged when he was promoted from silver badge to gold badge.

He was still wondering about this at first, but the dwarf's naturally bold and rough spirit made him too lazy to pursue it, and just spent the night drinking and revelling with his family who were happy with his achievements.

As a result, when the feeling of drinking was not over and his head was hurting badly from a hangover, two people from the Craftsmen Association came and handed him a very ornately decorated letter.

【Dear Iron Felt Mr. Slag:

According to the oracle of Stoffer obtained yesterday by the master craftsman, we are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to represent me and the 'Craftsman Association' to go to the Frogman Village of the Greyfjords, Greyfjords, the Silver Eagle Principality of the Valla Empire. , the resident master craftsman of the 'Church of the God of Games', an ally of the Aid Association.

Please pack your bags and leave Lava City before today, and rush to the designated location as soon as possible.

Sincerely, the "Stovekeeper" of the Craftsmen Association]

The content of the letter immediately made Tie Fei frown and said with a big tongue: "You, you are looking for a master craftsman, what does it have to do with my golden emblem craftsman?"

The two of them didn't speak, just looked at Felt's chest.

And the iron felt also subconsciously looked at his chest, representing the status of a master craftsman, a black scarf with a golden hammer pattern was shining on his chest.

"Ou Cao." Immediately, Tie Felt woke up most of the time, and the memory of yesterday came back to his somewhat confused mind.

It's no wonder that the exam questions for promotion yesterday were so simple, and it's no wonder that the shovel, who is related to the association, didn't come to participate in the assessment yesterday. It turns out that you have already calculated that you want to throw me out as a scapegoat!

For most people in the Craftsmen Association, it is far less comfortable to stay in a lava city and rely on the heat of lava to forge various things, rather than forging weapons in a human or other demihuman society.

Therefore, the gray dwarves rarely leave their residence unless it is a relatively big event such as an oracle.

Iron felt is naturally the same.

"Shovel, you plot against me! Shovel—!"

It's a pity that this is the end. Even complaining can't save everything. Iron Felt can only choose to obey the arrangement of the association.

As a one-hundred-and-twenty-three-year-old child, it was the first time he left Lava City. His parents couldn't help shedding tears of worry. Tie Felt himself was very uneasy, but he still tried to pretend to be mature. Appearance, comforted his parents, and then resolutely left Lava City.

Before leaving the city, Iron Felt also specifically asked the association's furnace watchers how long this so-called 'permanent' was.

"It's probably more than 20 years old. It's not that you don't know about human beings. They are capricious and short-lived. You can come back in 20 years at most." Putting it down, he comforted the iron felt: "Just take it as a trip with your pet."

"My family's teeth are much cuter than human beings," Iron Felt stroked his unkempt beard to prevent it from being sprayed by the flying sparks, and complained dissatisfiedly: "After eating iron ore, it can grow well. Iron ingots, can those little human beings do it!"

"Hey,

Unexpectedly, your kid is actually a big dog, and the iron-eating beast is not something that ordinary people can afford. The man who kept the stove said in surprise: "I saw one when I was traveling on the ground before, but unfortunately the food on the ground was not good, that guy was so hungry that he was eating bamboo..."

"Uncle, have you traveled the ground before?"

Iron Felt looked at the slow-moving furnace watchman in surprise.

"Of course, I used to be a professional adventurer, until an arrow was hit in my knee." The other party sighed, and then he pointed the way to Iron Felt: "If you go to the Northland, go to the end of No. 7 Mine Road and turn left. , the portal there can send you directly to the vicinity of the destination, and it takes about 20 grams of 80% pure yao crystal to activate. In addition, the astrologer said that recently is the moon of slime, and the slime in the mine has proliferated in large quantities. Better to be careful..."

"It's just a mere slime, the 'Iron Felt's Excellent Lava Warhammer' in my hand is not a vegetarian!" Iron Felt confidently waved the hammer he forged, dismissing the so-called slime.

"The level of naming your kid is a little tricky..." Seeing the majestic appearance of the iron felt, the furnace guard with an arrow in the knee felt as if he really didn't need to worry about him - according to the investigator of the Craftsmen Association 'Iron Pot·Idle It’s okay’ statistics, for some reason those slimes seem to prefer attacking female creatures. If it weren’t for the fact that slimes reproduce individuals through division, the association would have thought that slimes were looking for a breeding ground…

Lava City is also a dungeon in a sense. If you want to go to the ground, you can only go through the portal except for a few exits that are dozens of kilometers long and lead to somewhere on the ground.

Fortunately, although the dwarves are generally skilled in magic, they have a lot of experience in building portals. In addition, dungeons can produce a large number of Yaojing as the energy source to activate the portals. Therefore, they are much earlier than humans and elves who study magic on the ground. Portals are practical and popularized, and today they are used as a regular means of transportation in most dwarven kingdoms...

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"Finally, I'm going back to Greyfjord..." Jem walked feebly in the dense forest, the air could already smell a touch of tide water, and the greater humidity made it feel colder than other places. Biting to the bone, even if the player can adjust their pain, they still feel uncomfortable when their hands and feet are frozen.

"Isn't the event over by the time we arrived at Frogman Village?" Tang Rui, who was nibbling on the wheat cake behind him, tore off a small piece of the cake from time to time and threw it to the big dog Kepais at his feet.

"The last evil bone activity lasted for seven days, and it's only been three days now, so it shouldn't be over yet..." Jem deduced.

The big dog Kepais suddenly pricked up his ears and barked loudly to the right of the two of them.

"Jem, it's a slime! What a big slime!" Tang Rui shouted excitedly.

"Don't worry about that kind of stuff. The most important thing now is activities." Jem's expression became even more lethargic.

"But," Tang Rui scratched his head, "it seems that a dwarf drowned in the slime..."

Jem: ? ? ?