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Nidaville is the country of the dwarves. As told in various stories and legends, the dwarves are the best craftsmen in the world. They have mysterious powers and profound knowledge, but they do not use these powers to fight.

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Compared to the battlefield, they are more interested in the hot forging platform, or that is the battlefield that inspires their blood the most.

The Rainbow Bridge disappeared and Zhang Ming appeared in Nidaville. The dazzling light above his head made him unable to open his eyes.

An enthusiastic and rough voice appeared next to Zhang Ming: "Oh ho ho, a Midgardian is really a rare visitor. Come on, kid, wear this, otherwise you will go blind after a while."

A broad palm stretched out. The finger joints were thick, but the skin of the palm was very delicate. In the center of his palm, there was a gold leaf the size of a fingernail.

Zhang Ming picked up the gold leaf.

"Put it on your forehead."

Zhang Ming couldn't feel the other party's malice, and he was right. The light became more and more dazzling. Even if he narrowed his eyes to a narrow slit, his eyes still hurt.

After obediently placing the gold leaf on his forehead, it quickly deformed, extending downward along the veins of the leaf, and finally turned into a thin layer, something like an eyepatch.

Zhang Ming was finally able to open his eyes, and he saw the sun above his head occupying one-third of the sky, and it was shining selflessly.

It is truly a unique country.

Eye masks are a good thing, this is the look...

The third-angle camera captured him perfectly, and Zhang Ming felt like a pervert wearing a bra on his face.

"Haha! How about this, it won't be dazzling! The eye structure of you Midgardians is relatively fragile, so you must protect it. This thing is not an eye patch originally, it is a breastplate I made for a female warrior, but

She thought...it wasn't very beautiful, so she never took it away. Don't worry, it's unused."

A dwarf uncle who was about 1.4 meters tall laughed and patted Zhang Ming hard on the back.

It’s really a bra…

Three black lines appeared on Zhang Ming's head. The female warrior had a really good temper. Such a see-through breastplate was no longer "unsightly", but could it be considered sexual harassment?

If it were Sif, she would probably have drawn her sword and slashed people long ago.

"I am Torbjörn Lindholm, you can call me Torbjörn."

"Hello, I'm Zhang Ming. Thank you for the...eyepatch."

"Your liking is the best compliment to me." Tobjörn said, "I have heard of your name. The hero who protected Asgard. The ridiculous lock on your wrist is also my great-great-great-grandfather.

Made by my own hands.”

"What a coincidence."

Later, Zhang Ming learned that the dwarves have a long lifespan. Basically, a family will live together, which facilitates the spread of family forging skills. As long as he casually walks around, everyone he meets will say, "Oh! This is what I once..."

A weapon made by my grandfather!”

The less "Zeng" is added, the greater the seniority and the stronger the forging technology.

"Alright, Zhang Ming, the warrior from Midgard, tell me why you are here. If I can be of any help, I will do my best."

Asgard and the dwarves have been in alliance for generations. Dwarf craftsmen have provided Asgard with powerful magic weapons and armor, and the Asgardians use these treasures to protect the peace of Nidalville.

As the hero who saved Asgard, Zhang Ming is a trustworthy friend in the eyes of the dwarves.

Zhang Ming took out half of the staff.

"Just a few hours ago, two strange aliens sneaked into the earth, namely Midgard. During the battle with them, I cut off the weapon of one of them. This time, I came here to invite the dwarves.

Clan craftsmen, please help me find out the origin of this weapon."

"That's it? No need to build weapons?" Torbjörn asked.

"No need for the moment."

Asking the dwarves to make weapons is a rare opportunity. Zhang Ming reacted quickly and asked more, "What are the conditions for asking you to make weapons?"

"There are so many conditions for others."

Tobjörn opened his arms and drew a big circle, and then said: "But for you, just tell us what weapons, armor or magic props you want to make, and we will recommend the master craftsmen who are best at this.

All that's left is to prepare the materials. The cost of hiring a master craftsman is very high, but you are a friend of the dwarves, so it's free."

"What kind of master are you?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Me? I'm still far away. Maybe when I have great-great-grandsons, I can become a master." Tobjörn took the half of the staff.

"But I am still good at identifying weapons. My family is known as the encyclopedia of weapons. I think this is why Heimdall sent you to me. Follow me. Behind is my forging room.

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The age of the dwarves is a mystery. They live a long life and like to grow beards. After reaching a certain age, they cannot tell their age at all.

Along the way, Tobjörn sometimes calls him grandpa and sometimes calls him uncle. Anyway, the people he sees are basically relatives, and what’s more interesting is that they all look the same.

"Here we are, this is it."

Tobjörn opened a heavy metal door. As soon as he opened the door, a wave of heat hit his face. The forging room was very large, with all kinds of weapons on the walls, on the floor, and everywhere you could see.

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The furnace in the center is burning, and the source of the flame is...

"Is this a dragon?"

Four little dragons as big as corgis with red hair continued to spit pure white flames at the furnace, and they alternately breathed fire. Whoever was tired could take a break. There was also a cup of "

drinks".

Zhang Ming took a look and saw that the so-called "drink" was lava that was constantly rolling and bubbling.

Ordinary magma will quickly cool and solidify at room temperature. The cup holding the magma should also be a magic prop, which can ensure that the magma is hot without affecting the external temperature.

"The flame dragons, they are my best helpers."

The four little guys noticed that their master had returned. While breathing fire, they waved to Tobjörn and Zhang Ming to express welcome.

"The temperature is almost there."

Tobjörn checked the temperature of the furnace, then threw half of the staff in, and waited until it was burned red and white before taking it out and placing it on the anvil.

"Give me the hammer on the second row on the wall, fourth from the left."

The hammer was engraved with patterns and complex runes. After Zhang Ming handed it to him, he asked curiously: "What do you want to do?"

"Smash it out, of course."

"Smash?"

Tobjörn did not explain, but directly picked up the hammer, intending to explain it with practical actions. He picked up the hammer, put it to his lips, and recited the incantation in a low voice.

Following the spell, the runes on the hammer lit up one after another, the light in the room was absorbed, and the surrounding area became dark, with only the light of the runes flickering.

At that moment, Zhang Ming seemed to see the entire starry sky.

Tobjörn raised the hammer, as if he had raised the entire universe, and with a gust of wind, the hammer fell on half of the staff.

clang--

When the hammer struck half of the staff, the runes suddenly detached from the hammer, forming dots of starlight in the air.

The second time, the starlight changes.

The third time, change again.

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On the tenth stroke, Zhang Ming finally saw the true face of the starlight:

It is a star map composed of runes. Every time it is struck, the hammer will project the corresponding material-producing planet based on the materials inside the staff.

"One last time!"

Tobjörn knocked it down hard, and the star map instantly enlarged, revealing a brown planet in the forging room.

"That's it..." His smile was full of a sense of accomplishment, but when he truly saw the entire planet clearly, Tobjörn's mouth was half open and speechless.

"What's wrong, where is this?" Zhang Ming asked.

Torbjörn's expression became serious, and he said: "This is a planet at the edge of the Large Magellanic Galaxy, called Katu. Because a metal named 'Adamantine' was found inside the planet, which can greatly enhance

Mental power, the local residents made a lot of money by mining. It was the most glorious period of the planet Katu, and my great-grandfather even visited this planet."

"You mean once?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Yes, it has been three hundred years since this glory. There is no fine gold circulating in the universe now. The material fine gold has a characteristic, that is, the more times it is used, the worse the effect of increasing mental power. Three hundred years ago

Those adamantine weapons that I have have become scrap metal by now, but the one in your hand was definitely just unearthed this year, and it is ultra-purified and fresh."

"What happened three hundred years ago?"

While raising this question, an answer already appeared in Zhang Ming's heart.

Torbjörn clenched the hammer, "Three hundred years ago, Thanos led an army to occupy the planet Katu, killing half of the people, and the remaining half became his hard labor. Their only mission was to mine. And mining

The ore that came out was purified and concentrated layer by layer, and turned into a palm-sized piece, which was provided to his strongest spiritual user. The name of that subordinate is——"

"Superstar." Zhang Ming and Torbjörn said at the same time.