A Manga Striker of Fantasy Technology

Chapter 101, The Hobbit's Movement
Maybe it's because the flow of time in the two worlds is different, Strange looked at the burning sun in the sky, "Gandalf, are we still there yet?"

"Charles, it's almost here!" Gandalf was sticking his staff, his eyes were very bright, "That's where destiny begins!"

"Fate..." Little Olga Marie muttered softly, "The so-called fate is impossible to exist..." In her understanding, this is the truth. In this world where there is no root controlling everything, Olga Erga Marie felt a sense of freedom that she had never felt before.

"Everything is still in fate, little friend!" Gandalf looked at Olga Marie and shook his head helplessly, "That's something you can't help, you can't resist..."

"That's not necessarily true!" Strange was speaking for Olga Marie, he gently held the green gemstone on his chest, "If it's such a power, such..." He was a little silent.

"If you can fully grasp its power!" Gandalf looked at Strange's rough time stone, "It does have the confidence to break through everything!" He also admitted this statement.

"Hey, the only thing I'm upset about now is that I haven't had a sip of wine for a long time!" The dwarf prince Thorin sighed helplessly, but the unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes did not go out.

Danny next to him glanced at Thorin, and quietly looked at Gandalf and his party who met them halfway. Through some chatting, he knew that they were also from the original world, but they were just sent to this place for trials. "As long as I follow them!" Danny narrowed his eyes slightly, "But the wine..." He shook half of the vodka beside him, "That can't be ruined by them!" He laughed himself.

"Everyone, we're here!" Gandalf looked at the green trace ahead, "That's the Shire, where our destiny begins!"

"I still don't like the word fate!" Olga Marie said, spreading her hands.

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"It's another happy day!" cried Bilbo, in a voice that seemed to fill the Shire. "Oh, welcome, Shire!" Big emotion, "Oh, our mother!" He held up a pile of soil from the ground, "Hoo hoo hoo..." He gently blew off the outer layer, and a section of tentacles appeared inside.

"Oh, it looks like it's still there. It's great!" Bilbo's face was full of joy. It was a limb of a monster from the deep sea given to him by his elders, and he had cherished it since he was a child.

"It's a good thing no one cares about me!" Bilbo wiped the dirt-covered thing off his body. "Otherwise I'd be in danger!" He had a smile on his face.

"May I ask this esteemed friend to come to us for a while?" came the voice of an old man, and Bilbo looked around. "Come here, we are under the big tree!"

"Under the tree?" Bilbo was a little interested, and he walked softly towards the largest tree in the Shire's country. He clearly remembered his happy time under this tree.

"Yes, come!" A distant voice echoed constantly, and Bilbo tiptoed to the side of the big tree, "This is it?"

It was a big hollow tree with green fluorescent lights, and a group of people stood inside, talking or laughing, and finally turned their heads towards Bilbo.

"It seems that our guests are here!" The old man in linen clothes nodded with satisfaction, "Come, sit down!" He waved his arms lightly, and a damper unexpectedly appeared in front of Bilbo.

"Wizard?" Bilbo was a little flattered, he had never been in contact with such a powerful existence, "You have come to..."

"We've come for you, little hobbit!" howled a dwarf with a tomahawk. "I hear you are..."

"Prince Thorin, let's calm down!" Gandalf calmed the prince's emotions. He knew that the pain of the homeland being occupied by Smaug was not something ordinary people could bear, not to mention that his father had passed away because of this incident.

"What are you going to do?" Although Bilbo was generous, he was not a fool. He looked at a group of dwarf warriors and a few noble-like guys in gorgeous clothes.

"Are you from Gondor?" asked Bilbo cautiously, and by this time his palm had touched the side of the ax he carried with him.

"Don't be nervous!" Gandalf said with a smile, and a few vague runes spit out from his mouth, and there were little ripples on the air, and Bilbo's weapon was removed, and he turned into iron in his surprised eyes. The powder slowly fell to the ground.

"Well..." Bilbo let out a soft breath. He knew that the wizard's actions just now were not as simple as asking him to put down his weapon. "Your request..." he asked a dozen people.

"I want you to follow our dwarf prince as he goes to the Lonely Mountain!" said Gandalf.

"Yes, we came here according to the instructions of fate!" Thorin, the bearded dwarf prince, put his battle ax on the ground himself. "I sincerely invite you to join us on this journey!" He stretched out his hand.

"We..." Bilbo didn't speak for a while, "you follow me to my house and rest together, I have to think about it for a while!" There is no doubt that Bilbo's heart was moved. He is a person who always likes to travel, but Because of his identity as a hobbit, many people think he should not go out.

Hobbits should spend their entire lives in the Shire. This is the creed of the older generation of Hobbits. They have never supported traveling around the world for the rich experience of life. They are restricted birds. But still happily living on the land of Shire.

"I hope..." Bilbo took mead out of his chest. "By the way, are you used to mead?" he asked, tilting his head.

"I'm used to drinking, I'm used to drinking!" The dwarf prince Sorin said quickly, "I haven't had a drink for a long time, now as long as it's wine, it's fine!"

"That's good!" Bilbo uncapped the bottle. "It's a fine wine we hobbits make ourselves. Drink more if you like it, and you won't lose anyway—" He raised the bottle, "yes." Bar?"

"Hahahaha, that's right!" Prince Sorin also temporarily forgot his troubles. Needless to say, the dwarf's happiest thing is to drink, he poured a bottle of wine down his throat, "Hahahahahaha... "It was a swallowing sound in the throat.

"I've made up my mind!" Bilbo stamped his feet suddenly. "I'll go with you, otherwise... I'll never have a chance to go out in my life!" His expression was very serious.

(End of this chapter)