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

After drinking to his heart's content in the dwarf tavern, Chen Yang prepared to deliver a message to Puka's master with his drunken Zhan Yan in hand.

The name of Master Jingu can be said to be like thunder. There is no resident of the forged iron cliff who does not know him. As a staunch defender of the classical blacksmithing method, Jingu can be said to be the last card of the classical sect today.

Most of the new generation are pursuing convenience and speed. Lorraine Technology undoubtedly provides them with an extremely convenient platform. It is like putting a mechanical exoskeleton on a person carrying cement. Who would be troubled for no reason when they have nothing to do?

It can be regarded as a bit regretful. The dwarf blacksmithing technique that was once world-famous has now gradually faded out of the stage of history under the influence of Lorraine technology. Oh, it can’t be said to have faded away. It just merged with Lorraine technology and gradually became a little out of shape.

Nowadays, many young people call the old dwarves of the classical school "old die-hards".

Chen Yang shook his hand and saw that the other person was still dazed, so he slapped him across the face.

"Who! Who! Oh, Chen Yang."

In the end, he almost flew out, but Chen Yang grabbed his tail tightly.

"You are not allowed to drink next time, Damn. The strongest man in the entire infinite world is so drunk. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

"Ahaha."

Finally, he laughed aloud to get rid of the alcohol, hangover feeling, and any discomfort in his body, and then he flew up and lay on Chen Yang's head.

"Where are we going?"

"Send the letter." Chen Yang shook the envelope in his hand and let Zhong Yan hold it in his mouth.

He used to do this, putting the props he was going to use on him when he led Zhan Yan around for a convenience.

Ichabod followed Chen Yang silently, while Soroon tiptoed behind Ichabod. He was gnawing at the fruit he had stolen from somewhere in his hand.

Passing by a stall, Solon stole another banana-like thing, peeled it off and ate it happily. Ichabod silently placed a gold coin on the boss's table.

The Lord has said that you cannot eat other people’s food for free.

A few people walked through an alley. Many of the dwarves' things seemed very miniscule to them, such as the houses they lived in. Some of them even had ceilings that could reach Chen Yang's scalp.

Turn right at the end of the alley, about twenty meters away. There is a simple gate there, and inside is a small courtyard filled with forging tools, hammers, anvils, etc. In the middle of the yard, a huge iron furnace burning brightly was operating.

A little closer to the door of the house, there are many discarded parts scattered, and there are many drawings with footprints on the ground. Even if you look at them from a distance, you can see the dense handwriting on them.

The old wooden doors were in disrepair and made a "squeaking" sound when pushed. There were traces of decay on them, and some places were baked into black charcoal.

It can be seen that this classical dwarf seems to focus entirely on forging and does not care much about his living environment.

Chen Yang stepped on the bluestone floor, and several pieces cracked into pieces of different sizes. There was a choking smell in the courtyard.

Before he had gone far, Chen Yang heard the clanging sound of iron coming from the house.

"Is Master Jingu here?"

He shouted, then stepped on the stove and looked around curiously.

"Wait a minute!"

A strong voice came from inside.

Five minutes later, the sound of forging gradually disappeared, and a dwarf man with messy hair and beard walked out of the hut.

"Are you a tourist? I don't help make things these days."

His skin is dark, his fingers are extremely rough, the calluses are as thick as Chen Yang's fingers, he has a sausage mouth, and his teeth have almost fallen out. When he speaks, he can reveal the few scattered white teeth that are still there.

"I'm not here to make anything. Uncle Puka commissioned me to bring you a letter."

Jingu's eyes lit up when he heard Puka's name, and he grinned silly, looking very happy.

"Is it Puka?"

Chen Yang took the envelope from Long's mouth and handed it to Jin Gu.

"Hey, sit down, sit down!" "

He touched his clothes twice, took the envelope, put it aside like a treasure, took out three wooden stools from a corner, and warmly invited the three of them to sit down.

Then he took another look at Zu Yan, who was running around on the ground like a wandering chicken, and brought out a mini stool.

"Almost forgot about you, little one."

"I am the final one!"

Zhanyan screamed strangely, but Jin Gu didn't hear it. He turned around and ran into the house quickly. He took out a pair of glasses thicker than the calluses on his hands and looked at Pu's words carefully, word by word. Card letter.

Chen Yang didn't expect that the dwarf master of classical forging could be so unkempt.

"Hey hey hey, this kid."

Jin Gu put the envelope away and turned to look at Chen Yang and the others.

"You are Puka's friends. Come inside, it's cold outside."

Jin Gu's hut was not big inside. He brought some strange fruits and placed them in front of Chen Yang.

"Eat this, it's delicious."

Chen Yang took a bite, it was sour and astringent, he smiled politely and then threw it all away.

He is not picky about food and will eat anything, but his favorite food is spicy strips and candies.

"Your place is cozy enough."

"You live alone, don't be so big, it will make you feel uncomfortable in space."

"Don't you have any children?"

"No, I'm never married. Just a disciple like Puka can be considered half of my son."

Jin Gu looked at Chen Yang with a smile. Puka's friend was the most important guest in his cabin.

"I saw in Puka's letter that he is now in a huge desert. Are you from there too?"

"I... no, I wandered there for a while a long time ago."

"Aha, I knew it. How could it be that far away?"

Then he looked at the armor on Ichabod and shook his head slightly: "This armor is a bit old."

Since almost everyone on the dwarf side is a forging expert, Chen Yang concealed the quality of Ichabod's armor before coming. Otherwise, he might become a walking miracle, and the dwarves of the entire Forged Iron Cliff would have nothing to do but look at his equipment all day long.

"It doesn't matter. His equipment has a story and will not be changed."

"Is that so? That's really good."

Jin Gu glanced at him again and looked away.

"You must have something else to do here besides delivering letters, right?"

"Yes, we are traveling, heading north from Augustus, and we are here."

"Oh, then we can't go any further, the winter plain is not a good place for people to stay."

"He grinned a little, as if that place was a man-eating devil."

"My master once froze a leg there, he was just chased by a monster for a night, and fell into the ice lake. Oh, that place is too dangerous."

Jingu was still talking, and suddenly there was a noise outside, and then several old voices were heard: "Master Jingu, it's time to set off!"