Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"Where is this place?"

"Near the snow-capped mountains outside the forest, my ancestors called it the Ice Vein Snowfield."

As he said that, the man raised his head and said: "The ice and snow will melt in a month. I can let you stay here for a while. If you are not afraid of wild beasts, you can walk around. Except for the snow-capped mountains, you are not allowed to get close."

"Why?" The explorer was like this. The more things were not allowed, the more he wanted to do them. After being banned by him, Harry suddenly became curious.

Faced with Harry's doubts, the man suddenly changed his face and said, "Because that's where the gods live, where the gods live!"

"...God?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and at the same time he also noticed that the other party was wearing some totems and jewelry with unknown meanings, and he probably had an understanding.

"understand."

The backward culture is isolated from the outside world due to wind and snow, and cannot even understand the existence of the outside world.

Harry has heard of this type of indigenous people, but this is the first time he has seen them. He will not correct the common sense of these indigenous people. All he will do is superficially agree with them.

After seeing Harry obediently agree, the man's expression softened a lot.

......

In this way, Harry settled in the village. During this period, he did not forget to walk around the village and record the culture of these villagers.

"I have lived in the village for nearly half a month and have become familiar with them. These orcs are good at breeding. They mainly raise creatures called Discocorns and Crested Beasts - Discocorns seem to be a variant of sheep. The crested beasts are chickens half as tall as a man. The orcs will regularly cut off the beaks and claws of the crested beasts so that they will no longer be aggressive. There are too many of these domestic animals, but they also say that this It’s just a fixed amount of production every year. At a certain time of the year, they will go to the shrine collectively and sacrifice a large number of livestock to the gods... This is really a waste!”

"In addition, there is also a mammoth-like creature, which is mainly used for transportation. According to them, there are some black people living at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. They are outsiders and ask the villagers in every possible way. Let them live here, and they will take the initiative to help forge as a price for living here, and the mammoths are used to transport those items. I asked an orc to use a folding knife in exchange for his ability to transport food to the forgers. Give me a ride in the meantime.”

"—Explorer: Harriu."

Closing the book, Harry raised his head and looked at the white snow.

At this time, he was sitting in the truck, looking at the orc sitting on the back of the mammoth in front of him and asked:

"How long until we arrive?"

"almost."

The orc just said this and stopped talking. Seeing this, Harry could only sigh and looked behind him. In the alley behind him, there were disk-horned beasts and crested beasts. They had all been slaughtered. It can be stored for a long time if frozen in the ice and snow.

After walking for a while, they came to a cave.

There was an iron fence in front of the cave to form a semicircle to ward off beasts. There were several rooms built inside, and there were two observation towers behind the iron fence. After seeing their arrival, the iron door was opened directly.

Looking at those people with thick beards, Harry silently noted that they were indeed forging people.

Several people moved the food into the house. Some people saw Harry and asked, "Who is he?"

"The foreign explorer wants to see your life, so I brought him here."

"Is that so?"

The forging man looked at Harry suspiciously, but still stepped forward and stretched out his hand to him.

"Hello."

"Hello, hello." Harry saw that there was no resistance from the orcs in the other person's eyes, and he warmly held his hand. "I plan to stay here for a while. I wonder if you have any inconvenience."

"That's okay, as long as you're not afraid of the heat. The temperature inside is different from outside."

The blacksmith shrugged, looked at Harry, who was even carrying luggage, and said, "It's not too late, I'll take you in to have a look."

"Of course." Harry smiled and followed him into Shandong under the leadership of Tiao Ren.

Looking meaningfully at Harry, who had already communicated with the forger, the orc silently sat on the mammoth and left.

Chapter 1 Seventy: Anyone who cannot hold back will die!

"How does it feel to live with those orcs?"

Walking in the passage of the volcano, the forger asked Harry.

"Honestly, it's okay."

Harry thought for a while and chose a more tactful answer.

Tuo Ren turned his head, looked at him with a half-smile and asked: "You said it's okay, is it about life or spirituality?"

Feeling the joking look in Tuo Ren's eyes, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Spirit. The atmosphere there is too depressing. I can't get used to it."

"That's right! The people there are too superstitious, so outsiders must not be able to stand it."

Trough the man laughed and led him towards the depths of the cave.

"What are your plans? Do you want to rest for a few days or will I introduce you to this place?"

"I'm not tired now." After saying that, Harry wiped the sweat from his head and looked around doubtfully: "Speaking of which, it's a bit too hot here."

"Of course, this is a volcano after all!"

"A volcano...a volcano?!" Harry didn't think much of it at first, but when he realized it, he was extremely surprised.

"That's right. Even though it looks like a world of ice and snow outside, the lava inside is very hot."

"..." Harry felt incredible when he heard Tiao Ren's words.

"This is really...unheard of."

"It's normal for you to have this kind of reaction. We were surprised at first, but gradually we got used to it." Tiaoren smiled and said, "Don't think it's weird. The minerals here are very rich. Look."

He walked towards the box on the side of the aisle, took out two pieces of ore and knocked on it.

"This is......"

Harry didn't understand the ore, but since even the blacksmith said so, there must be something special about it.

......

"...After that, this enthusiastic forger invited me to come to various tunnels of the volcano. The forger who was working among them did not show the same xenophobic expression as the orcs when they saw me, but They showed welcome to me. According to them, they have done transactions with the people on the floating island and have learned about the culture of various tribes, so naturally they are well-informed."

"One of the blacksmiths introduced me to the main minerals of this volcano, such as cuprite, core stone, silver iron, etc... I don't know much about these minerals, but from their happy expressions After hearing that my notes would be authenticated by people from the Institute of Ecology, I also expressed my identity as an explorer. After considering this, they sincerely expressed their wish to start trading with Floating Island again."

"But this is a snowy mountain. I don't think those closed orcs will agree to their request, but the forging people proposed another existence to me - the priest. She is the highest status existence in the village, and her main job is to serve as a god. Communicate and deliver oracles. She mainly lives near the shrine, and except for food, which will be brought to you, she handles all daily life by herself. It is said that she was forced to become a priest, and she had a great influence on the closure of the village. Dissatisfied. The forging person said that if you want to change the village's view, you can talk to her."

"After I stated that the village clearly prohibited outsiders from approaching the shrine, the forging people said that they had their own way. So far, I have no choice but to agree. After all, I am also very curious about the so-called shrine."

"Explorer: Harriu."

A few days later, Harry stood in front of a narrow tunnel, with a forger standing next to him.

The forging man pointed forward and said: "Go from here until you reach the end and you will be near the shrine."

Seeing this, Harry felt a little worried: "Are you sure it's safe here?"

"Don't worry, I'll lead the way."

"Then please."

——The two of them were walking in the tunnel. During this period, Harry felt that the ground gradually became a little tilted, and their path was going uphill.

It didn't take long for the two of them to reach the deepest part of the tunnel. Tuoren pushed forward and pushed the rocks in front of him with all his strength, revealing the scenery of the snow-capped mountains outside.

Harry got out, raised his head, and immediately saw a wisp of smoke in the distance.

"That's the direction, just keep walking."

Tuo Ren said: "I won't go."

"Row."

Harry nodded and walked with his goal in mind.

After walking a few dozen meters, he stopped again and turned his head to look down the mountain.

There is no strong wind or snow now, and the weather is clear. From this angle, you can clearly see the smoke rising from the orc villages.

Harry looked at the top of the mountain again and continued walking forward.

He was a little curious, what kind of creatures were there in the so-called sacred place, and did gods really exist?

He kept a relaxed mood and moved forward. After all, he did not believe that the so-called gods really existed from the beginning.

Soon, he came to the front of the house, but he did not intend to knock on the door and enter. Instead, he looked towards the back of the house.

There is an open-air lava, releasing strong high temperatures, and the deep magma is still surging slightly.

"..."

While marveling in his mind at the magnificence of this scenery, Harry knocked on the door of the house.

Soon, a voice sounded in the room:

"Please come in."

It was a calm female voice, the voice was very young, Harry estimated that she was even in her early 20s.

Harry pushed the door open and looked at the woman in front of him, sitting on a chair with her eyes closed and her face pointed in the direction of the door.

And beside her hand, there was a cane leaning at an angle.

"Is there a problem?"

However, while Harry was stunned, the priest named Rachel, who was introduced by the forged people, asked again.

Can't she see it?

This news was unknown to Harry. He looked at Rachel who was trying to stand up and said:

"Hello...Hello, Lord Priest."

"Oh..." The ears on Rachel's head stood up, she frowned slightly and said, "Who is that voice that I have never heard before?"

"I am Harry, an explorer..." Harry was a little incoherent for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and explained to her the reason why he came.

"...That's it. Because of the people's request, I think I will return to the floating island and try to submit an application to the relevant departments. People in your village may not agree by then. You What do you think?"

Listening to Harry's words, Rachel was silent for a long time, and finally said: "About this matter, I naturally agree. I will use the oracle as an excuse to cover up the transaction, but I hope that by then Can you provide supplies that satisfy the villagers?"

"I will try my best. After I leave, I will go to the nearest floating island as soon as possible. But I am not sure when exactly I will pass. It will probably arrive within half a year." Looking at Rachel with a calm face, Harry suddenly He opened his mouth and asked:

"Master Priest, you don't seem to believe in the existence of gods?"

Rachel didn't answer immediately. She seemed to be considering her words before saying:

"If there really are gods in this world, they are just powerful creatures."

Facing Rachel's answer, Harry was very surprised. He didn't expect such a little girl to have such an opinion. However, after making the decision, he did not dare to stay here for a long time: "Then I will leave? Priest."

"Please, before the orcs find you." As soon as she finished speaking, Rachel seemed to have thought of something, and continued: "By the way, I have one more request."

"Speak, Lord Priest."

Rachel pursed her lips, pondered for a while, and then said: "I was pushed into this position because of the ignorance of the villagers, but I don't want anyone to fall into the same situation as me next time, so if there is a deal When people come here, do I hope they can bring more knowledge about the outside world? At least, I hope people in this village can get rid of these backward ideas."

Hearing that Rachel could have such a consciousness, Harry couldn't help but feel a little touched. He nodded and agreed: "I will...Then I will take my leave."

"Well, walk slowly."

...Harry's footsteps left in the distance, accompanied by the sound of the door closing.Rachel was still sitting where she was, but she spoke softly and let out a sigh.

She stood up, holding the cane at hand, without even using it to lean on the ground, and walked straight to her room.

Chapter 171: Someone coming

After that, after the weather warmed and the ice and snow melted, Harry left this place.

After confirming that he was gone, many lynxes crawled out of the hidden underground.

They stretched their bodies, breathed in the fresh air, and brought their own tools to go into their daily work.

As several bubbles emerged from the lava, Mercer slowly raised his head from the lava.

Everything is ready, the next step is to wait.

He controlled the black mist and issued an order to Rachel: "Go, call the orcs and forging people, and let them start breeding poultry and ore in large quantities, don't care about the cost."

Hearing this, Rachel nodded, but then frowned slightly: "Lord God, I heard that some of the pasture gardens in the forest are out of supply. Do you still need to do this?"

"Um......"

Faced with Rachel's slight rhetorical question, Mercer did not feel unhappy, but after thinking seriously for a moment, he said: "Then control the number, and call the lynx representative in the forest to come over."

It was allowed to have a few people under his command who could think seriously, and Mercer's psychology was not so sensitive.