You and me under the world tree

But the embarrassing person is no longer a giant, but a human being who should have controlled the right to speak and has always had the upper hand.

At this moment, Huo De just stared at the piece of scrap iron in his hand.

He hesitated to speak several times, and it seemed obvious that he wanted to say something.

But in the end, all the complicated emotions in my heart turned into a sigh:

"It shouldn't be a problem..."

This is not just the demonstration of this human-style weapon, but also the previous conversation.

In fact, the purpose of his stay here to show these is not only to prove the so-called human willpower to the mighty giant.

This kind of thing is actually too illusory, and the term is too 'romantic'.

In Huo De's eyes, human beings have never had the need to obtain the so-called 'identity' of other races.

Humans don't need any recognition, this fragile but tenacious race has always been rooted in the atrium world.

And compared to the so-called recognition, what he wants is to defeat the deep-rooted image of the giants, because only if they realize that the humans in Midgard are completely different from before, then the next thing to talk about will be true. Have the opportunity.

After all, human beings cannot be ants or pawns.

Not to mention choosing the future, but at least having the power to protect and fight against chaos.

It's just that these words don't seem to be suitable for me to say.

Unknowingly, Huo De felt uncomfortable in the depths of his heart.

After all, no matter what, he himself intends to lead out that piece of 'chaos', and now that seemingly peaceful distorted state will be completely broken by him.

However, at present, there is no way to completely reverse the situation.

After all, this has already happened.

"So, is it only to this extent?"

Just when Hodder was still in a daze, a giant's voice lingered in his ears.

And when he looked up, what he saw was Utgarde's weird expression.

"Your hole card is this kind of thing that will explode by itself?"

There is just the right mockery, but more of a touch of weirdness, and there seems to be a hint of disappointment vaguely.

"If you mean bombing, that's exactly what it is."

Regarding this point, Hodder did not mean to hide anything.

After all, this has already exploded, and it would be foolish to continue to hide it.

"So far, there is no solution for this kind of thing, because the more complicated the workmanship, the more difficult it is to preserve the scroll."

"Moreover, the scroll that burned the rune must be shrunk and completely sealed..."

Utgarde paused for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

"To be honest, I was still wondering what method you used to ignite the magic scroll inside the projectile. As a result, it seems that you simply ignited the scroll inside."

"After all, this is a relatively simple method."

"The flame that should have been used as propulsion burned too much, and directly detonated the scroll."

In this regard, Utgarde explained the previous flaws.

Originally, Hodder thought that he was going to mock something, so he subconsciously prepared some explanations...or words of rebuttal.

But what he didn't expect was that Utgard's words were deflected.

"However, generally speaking, it's still interesting. It can barely be regarded as a toy. It's just a variant design of the wand."

It's just a toy.

This kind of thing can only be a toy in the eyes of a powerful giant.

In the eyes of Utgarde, it seems to be equated with the magic wand that stores magic.

"What's the name?"

"Fire gun..."

Having said that, Huode himself shook his head helplessly.

"After all, this is the purest 'fire'."

From the beginning to the end, it didn't use other things. It was the fire magic that was responsible for advancing, and the closed flame scroll was responsible for causing damage.

But in this way, his original plan may be considered bankrupt.

After all, Hodder himself didn't want to specifically correct the misunderstandings in the thinking of frost giants like Utgarde.

The giants and gods who are proficient in magic and are extremely powerful themselves mostly value strength at the individual level, which is a habit created by their lives.

And Hodder had no intention of rectifying that.

If he had to say it, he wanted to make an impression on the giant.

For example, it is enough to let the human beings in their impression become the image of holding new weapons and having a little combat power.

And this level of cognition may bring some benefits in the future.

Just now...

"Although there were some accidents, generally speaking, there were no major problems."

His palms flip.

Along with the rhythm of magic, another firecracker appeared in his hand.

"The magic of the most basic flame element can be processed and utilized to such a degree. This is the attitude I want to express, and it is also the attitude of human life."

He just threw the intact firecracker over.

"I don't know if you understand what I want to express."

"In general, I can understand it a little bit."

Looking at the 'small object' like a miniature toy in his palm, Utgard just squinted his eyes.

"This is an attitude towards life unique to human beings."

He threw the firecracker back again.

"It's a way of life for the weak."

Utgard said without hesitation.

"Only humans can use the simplest elemental magic to this extent."

This may be a compliment, but behind this kind of praise is a deep sense of helplessness.

Human beings are too weak, so weak that everything must be simplified.

But then again, if you don't have magic and your physical ability is not strong, you must have no combat effectiveness?

No, absolutely not.

The memories, thoughts, and knowledge in his mind all showed this.

There is a world where no gods have interfered from the very beginning.

There is a world where human beings struggle with each other, playing a cruel but brilliant melody with their ambitions and ideals.

From sticks and stones at the beginning, to learning to use various devices.

Human beings have not changed from the beginning to the end, they just borrowed foreign things, and then they came to the present step by step.

"If magic is the prerogative of the outstanding, then it would be good to treat it as a profound knowledge. The way of life of human beings has always been like this."

You don't need to fully understand it, but you have to learn to use it.

"I've always believed in one thing, Utgarde."

"what?"

"Human intelligence and creativity have been bound, and I believe we are imaginative and creative."

Then, Utgarde just raised his eyebrows.

"Unfortunately, no matter from what angle, I didn't see it."

He just laughed like that, with a trace of familiar sarcasm and mockery on his face.

"So far, what you have shown is not all your own ideas?"

"..."

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In fact, it is a simple matter, and now the minds of humans in the Nine Realms are almost locked.

The definition of 'strong' is gods and giants.

There is still a lack of a big shock to completely change that awe and dependence mentality.

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Suddenly, Huo De felt bored and aggrieved in his heart.

Originally, because of the explosion of the 'fire gun', he already felt that it was a pity enough, but Utgard's inadvertent words hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

At this moment, his thoughts could not help but start to diverge, and finally he thought of those online novels he had read a long time ago.

Speaking of which, in his cognition, the general online novels are basically designed to treat this kind of thing as a cool point.

The so-called 'knowing what others don't know' is the truth.

As a "time traveler", it should be quite normal to take the modern wisdom known only to oneself to the so-called different world after time travel, and then combine it with the local customs and characteristics.

The more orthodox path is actually what Utgard said.

The wisdom stored in his mind, which symbolizes that human beings climb the ladder step by step and go to the top of the clouds, has thus become his own conception.

No one will ever know where they came from, so it seems okay to be their 'creator'?

Enjoying the amazement of many people, becoming a "genius" in their eyes, this kind of thing seems to be a matter of course.

And a long time ago, Hodder himself didn't think about this.

How long?

Probably when I was studying.

But was it in middle school or high school?

Anyway, it was during that period of time, because life in reality was not particularly smooth, and my own body was flawed, so I always had a feeling of being world-weary.

Of course not to the extent of retaliating against society, but I don't like this 'world'.

Although he has gotten used to it, he doesn't like his mutilated body from a young age, and he doesn't like the blurry 'world' he sees when he wakes up and opens his eyes. .

At that time, he really thought about the so-called 'time travel'.

If there is really a person who can be reborn in another world and has a healthy body without any defects, he must be able to live quite well.

Isn't it great to use the knowledge in your head that doesn't exist in other worlds to reach the top?

But I don't know when it started, and this idea disappeared from his mind.

In the final analysis, it may be because he is now a real 'time travel'.

Not a point in time, let alone the same world.

Here, he saw another way of life for human beings.

In Midgard, the human beings are not the only sentient beings in the world.

There are gods, giants, elves, and dwarves, and among these beings, fragile humans are at the bottom.