After using the cheat, I traveled through time with a full-level account

"Huh, the wind here is really strong."

Chen Yang stood on the Losel Plain outside the Forged Iron Cliff, looking at the large cliff where he could vaguely see the flames from afar, and his heart was surging.

He wrapped his clothes tightly, although he was not cold, it was a subconscious action.

Zhongyan was taking a nap on his head at this moment, and Thoron didn't dare to fart, because he could really kill him. He almost died a few days ago.

Zhongyan's intimidation to him was even greater than Chen Yang's.

And Zhongyan was very willing to take risks with his good partner, and even said that he was very comfortable staying with Chen Yang, much more comfortable than on the other side of the void.

"Where is this?"

Zhongyan flew up from Chen Yang's head, looked around, and finally looked at the large cliff in the distance.

"This is the Losel Plains now. It is rumored that it is the venue for the annual dwarf forging competition. The cliff over there is our destination, the Iron Forge Cliff." Then he added, "The hometown of the dwarves, the anvil of Novaria."

After flying around, Zhongyan stood on Chen Yang's shoulder again and stretched out his little claws to ask for spicy noodles.

"I remember Uncle Puka said that the dwarf forging competition will probably be held at the end of the year. Calculating the time, it should be about the same."

"Dwarf Forging Conference?"

Zhongyan was puzzled.

"It's a campaign for the title of Forge Master. Whoever's forging can get the most recognition from Tolkien will be elected as the Forge Master that year." Chen Yang paused and continued, "Mr. Puka said that the dwarves are now divided into progressive and classical factions. The progressive faction hopes to introduce Lorraine technology, while the classical faction insists on using traditional forging methods."

"So the current Forge Cliff is actually very subtle. The annual Forge Conference is more like a general election. Whoever wins between the progressive and classical factions can promote their own ideas at the Forge Cliff within a year."

The End shook his dragon head, and he was obviously not very interested in this forging conference.

"With their level, I guess they can't even make something at the level of illusion."

"Haha, you overestimate them. Let alone illusion, even the myth level is difficult."

"Myth level, what is that?"

[End] and [Origin] are the "originals" born before the beginning of the infinite world. Their power built everything in the infinite world, so the so-called myth level equipment, End has never even heard of it.

"It's a relatively low-quality one, and it's useless."

"Oh oh."

Thorne listened to the conversation between the two and felt that his worldview was being impacted. The highest-level equipment in the entire Novarian continent was nothing in front of that terrible little dragon.

But it didn't matter, he couldn't get it anyway.

It took some time for the few people to cross the Losel Plain. The closer they got to the Iron Cliff, the colder it should be, because going north would be closer to the Winter Plain.

Chen Yang stood at the mouth of the cliff, where there was a checkpoint gate set up by the dwarves, which was cast by a magical forging technique. Chen Yang fully believed that this gate had more than just the characteristic of being sturdy.

"Welcome, visitors from afar, oh! You look like you need a large glass of malt wine!"

"Hello, this is our ID, um... does he need it?" Chen Yang pointed to the dozing End on his right shoulder.

"Of course not, please come in! You must go to the Dwarf Tavern!" He laughed twice, just glanced at the cunning pass and let them go, and also pointed out the location of the tavern to everyone.

"It's right there! The old bartender can recognize your dusty appearance at a glance, and he will entertain you!"

Several people thanked him and went to the depths of the Forged Iron Cliff.

"I like that guy very much, it makes me feel very warm here."

"Hahaha, I think so too, maybe this is the character of the dwarves, generous and free and easy." Chen Yang agreed with the view of the end.

After entering the depths of the city, Chen Yang instantly felt a scorching heat coming at him. He took off his cotton coat and looked up at the lava waterfall in the distance.

"Boss, that is the lava waterfall that Tolkien once smashed with a hammer. Almost all the forging houses are near there."

Thoron pointed, he knew a lot of places.

"It's far from the residential area, and it can also avoid disturbing people with the sound of iron forging."

The footsteps did not stop. Finally, the few people came to the dwarf tavern mentioned by the guard. This place was unexpectedly large, much larger than Chen Yang imagined, almost the size of a small city. No wonder the guard insisted that he come to see it.

This place is simply a landmark building. Apart from the lava waterfall, the hometown of the dwarves is the most prosperous here.

That's right, after all, they love iron forging and fine wine.

"Let's go in and take a look, take a walk, and have some food. I think Thoron is hungry."

"I'm starving, my stomach is almost flat." Thoron rubbed his stomach, his face full of expectation.

"Puka's letter will be delivered later, let's go."

As he said, he pushed open the door of the tavern.

Instantly, a sense of excitement came over, with many people talking and bragging everywhere. Chen Yang heard the most "I will definitely be able to play Tolkien's masterpiece at this year's forging conference." It seems that Tolkien's masterpiece has a high status in their hearts.

Almost all the tables were occupied, and each dwarf was holding a large glass of beer, drinking it happily. On the table was a huge roasted leg bone, which looked like a ground lizard or something like that.

The wine cellar was underground, and Chen Yang saw someone carrying several large barrels of malt liquor out of the wine cellar.

There are many beast furs, imitations of some outstanding works, and pure gold sculptures of Tolkien on the wall.

The dwarfs' drinking culture is very prosperous. In addition to the wide variety of drinks, there are also a lot of games on the table. Chen Yang walked all the way and saw no less than ten completely different games.

He walked all the way to the front desk, where a dwarf with a brown beard stood. He wore a bone helmet and wore a particularly large boot. The bar was very low, and Chen Yang had to squat down to talk to the other party, and even squatted to be higher.

"Oh, you must be a guest from afar. Look what I see? You are so tired! What should I do!"

"You guessed it right. This is my first time to the Forged Iron Cliff. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Then you have to have some malt wine, which is a classic among classics."

"Then give us a few glasses."

Chen Yang paid the bill quickly. He used the gold coins of the Black and White Fox Chamber of Commerce. It was hard currency and circulated throughout the continent.

The waiter found a seat for them. It was a table specially prepared for outsiders. Otherwise, it would be a torture for them to sit in the seat where the dwarves sat. It would be impossible to be comfortable.

"Who do you think will win the forging competition this year?" A dwarf took a bite of sausage and chatted with the dwarf opposite him.

"It's hard to say, but the aggressive faction has a better chance of winning. After all, it has been like this for years."

"I heard that the old senior hasn't made any moves recently."

"Oh, what can he do? Maybe he has figured it out. There is nothing wrong with introducing Lorraine technology, right?"

"I am not used to it, but it doesn't matter. What he is worried about is the loss of dwarf craftsmanship. It is understandable. Indeed, I have seen many children who don't even have the right posture when hammering iron, and they have sprained their waists several times."

"That's right. Traditional skills cannot be lost, but if this continues, Lorraine technology will sooner or later replace traditional skills. The combination of the two is still the general trend. It must be said that traditional skills have not produced anything too dazzling for a long time."

"Hehe, unless a Tolkien masterpiece is produced, otherwise, the old man's supporters will be fewer and fewer."