Durin's Diary

Chapter 485: Game Day (I)

All cats in this world, no matter how big or small, are always a little bit stupid.

You see, whether it's Xia Li or Yala, a certain string in their brains is always just a little bit off at certain times.

This made Du Lin feel a little sad as he manipulated the metal ingot to turn into liquid and thread the needle.

It was the first time that the foundries witnessed Du Lin's extraordinary ability directly - Du Lin had now upgraded this craft again, so what was presented to them were thin wires separated from a large mass of molten metal, which formed rings in the air and then formed a mesh one by one.

According to the value reported by Yara, Durin added an extra ring. The ringmail armor woven with dense rings amazed the foundry workers.

Old Patch, who had seen many ceremonies from the Engineering College, recognized that Du Lin's technique had improved compared to before.

"Is your talent really endless, kid?" The old red dragon's sigh made Du Lin a little curious.

As he began to let the needle and thread do its work, he turned to look at the old dragon and said, "You're talking like I'm some bottomless pit."

"Have you ever thought about how your movie is?" Old Patch looked at Du Lin while puffing on his pipe, as if he was looking at a new foreign thing.

"It should be okay." Du Lin said modestly after looking at his experience pool that had exceeded 100 million.

"What do you mean 'okay'? The trench coat and hood the protagonist in the human world is wearing are practically sold out. You're a real money-maker, I wonder how much Savoy Fashion has made this time around." Old Patch said exaggeratedly, "Do you know how surprised I was when I saw King Sidney and Secretary Farol wearing the same outfits?"

"Savoy Fashion and I split the profits 70% and 30% respectively, and all the money goes into helping displaced children," Du Lin confessed honestly. "As for King Hake and Secretary Sora, I have no say in what they wear."

"Good boy, you really don't take money seriously." Old Patch sighed.

"My gifts and talents are here, and wealth will naturally flow to me. What's the point of me guarding mountains of gold and silver? I might as well spend them and bring a little more warmth to this cold world." Du Lin spoke frankly and looked at Old Patch. "By the way, what do you say to Black Dragon?"

"Nothing much, just a few complaints about you soaking a dragon's whip in wine." Old Patch sighed. "This Chang Tang people are good in everything except this one flaw. When they heard you killed the black dragon, that old man praised the killing, but it turned out to be a bad death. There happened to be several black dragons around, and then they started arguing. Your old man got upset and started fighting."

"Did he get beaten to death?" Du Lin was curious and turned his attention to the direction of the needle and thread to confirm whether it had gone astray.

"No, the old man said he wouldn't kill the underage ones, but he would break off their horns, roll them into balls, and put them on bracelets for his offspring to play with."

"Well, it looks like my little sister Natalia has a new toy." Du Lin said this, and stopped sewing: "My little old man, I hope he didn't get into trouble."

"He's fine, but Mr. Yan got in."

"what?"

Old Patchy shrugged and said, "Your old man is guarding your little sister every day, while Mr. Yan has gone to the front line, arranging the battle formations every day, and he is having a great time."

"I hope it doesn't bother anyone else." Du Lin asked.

"Look, we're not in any trouble here, but the aliens are in real trouble. Mr. Yan is proficient in Eastern earth magic. With a wave of his hand, fertile soil turns to swamp. Once, the swampy earth even completely swallowed up an invading alien species."

"Has the ground returned to normal?" Du Lin asked.

"Of course. Mr. Yan also said that the land will surely bloom with extremely bright flowers." Old Patch fell silent at this point. "You want to look for him?"

"Yes." Du Lin nodded. "There's a swamp nearby. I want him to clean it up."

"Wait a minute, what about the spirits of the Great Forest?" Facing Old Patch's doubts, Durin whistled.

Then I saw a stone dog and a wooden dog running towards me.

"Sit down." Du Lin ordered.

The two dogs sat down without any impatience.

"Roll over." Du Lin ordered.

The two dogs rolled around, not unhappy at all.

"Go and play." Du Lin ordered, and with a wave of his hand, the natural essence of juice fell into the open mouths of the two dogs.

The dogs barked twice and ran away happily.

Old Patch gasped - isn't this the Son of the Earth and the Daughter of the Giant Tree, an extremely powerful elemental spirit, how could it have turned into such a horrible state.

Du Lin stretched out his hand and pointed far away outside the field.

Old Patchy looked up and saw the towering mountains in the distance and the huge trees a little in front of the mountains.

Good man, they are all here... Wait a minute, how did you know they were here, and let their children live like this?

"It's okay, I won." As if he thought of what old Patch was thinking, Du Lin replied with a smile.

Old Patchy took out his handkerchief and wiped his forehead. "So, what about the other spirits?"

Durin snapped his fingers and said, "Lid, dear, bring your little slime monster here."

After a while, Reed came over, the little girl holding a pet leash.

Old Patch's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the slime beast at the other end of the rope - this thing was an elemental spirit in the swamp, which fed on devouring lives. It was an evil spirit, but now it was being pulled by this little girl like a small animal.

"Where is its elemental core?" asked Old Patch.

Durin pointed at Reed's necklace and said, "I made it into a magic amplifier. This body is dead, but I made it into a guard. It will only obey the orders of me and my family."

At this point, Durin turned his head and looked at Old Patch: "Some evil spirits in this great forest believe that life is fragile and everything can be deceived. I will make them understand that they also see the same in my eyes."

"Is all this because of that herd of Pekra?" Old Patch asked curiously. He had heard the story about that herd of Pekra.

"Not just for them, but for all future life. I've been wondering why the spirits in our world can't live in peace with all things. Can humans really not share the land with nature?" At this point, Durin sighed, "I've been here, and I've seen that some spirits truly never take poor humans seriously. So, I met with several spirits last night to discuss things, and you saw the result. Mother Earth and Mother Giant Tree agreed with my philosophy and gave their children to me. The spirit in the swamp is inherently evil, so I let it experience the pain of being made into a puppet."

"Everything in this world has its cause and effect, and retribution." Du Lin said this, looking at Old Patch: "By the way, are there any spirits in the Great Woods that don't understand human language?"

"No more, they were all killed long ago." Old Patch said this with great firmness.

(End of this chapter)