Chapter 296 Identity Exposed

"It won't turn into a desert!" Mia shouted loudly.

The Elf Demon Archer thought that she would not be heard if she lowered her voice, but she forgot that the races living in the underdark area all have very good hearing. In a dark cave environment, keen hearing is the most important perception ability to avoid predators.

The little girl said seriously: "Teacher Klein said that industrialization will not conflict with environmental protection. Fallowing, crop rotation, afforestation, pollution control... As long as we develop scientifically, we can coexist harmoniously with nature and achieve sustainable development." Target."

"The moment the ugly machinery appeared on the earth, harmony was destroyed!" Berodis sneered: "On Yongju Island, giant trees form a forest, and the green shade is everywhere, which is called harmony with nature."

"Oh, really?" Mia said angrily: "If everything on the mainland was as livable as Everjum Island, people might not work so hard. Why don't the gods transform all the land into giant trees? Where is the forest, the paradise filled with green shades?”

Berodis raised her chin and said: "The gifts of the gods cannot be enjoyed by degenerate and inferior races..."

Mia raised her head and said proudly: "In the near future, we will also be able to enjoy it. As long as we scientifically transform the world and work hard, we don't need to kneel down to pray for any gifts from any so-called superior people, nor will we because of Feeling sorry for yourself for not getting the gift or accepting your fate and waiting for the afterlife! Teacher Klein once said that if you kneel for a long time, you will not be able to stand up! You are an elf in this life, and you will be reincarnated into a lower creature in the next life. Do you have to do the same? Kneel down to me and pray for gifts? Or will you ascend to the kingdom of God, kneel before others forever and pray for gifts, and regard this as glory... How do you know that the gods in your eyes are in the eyes of some higher beings? It’s just a degenerate and inferior race. Kneeling down to them and kneeling down to me are not essentially the same?”

"What an outrageous statement! You scary little monster!"

Berodis was so angry that she could barely suppress her voice and screamed. Unfortunately, Elvish had a very poor vocabulary when it came to swearing, and she couldn't find the right words to express her indignation.

Elminster quickly and quietly used the silence spell to block the Elf Archer's subsequent series of scoldings without even a single curse word.

Ditra also hurriedly comforted Mia, squatted down and stroked her back, whispering in her ear: "Don't pay attention to that pointed ear. You know, elves are a bit..."

As he spoke, the Archmage pointed at his head and moved his fingers.

The little gray dwarf girl's anger gradually disappeared. She glared at the elf who was still sulking but speechless, gave her a white eye, and ignored her.

"Teacher Klein said, don't argue with others, prove yourself with actions. People who despise us and think we are crazy will be impressed by the miracles we create with our own hands."

The little girl said seriously: "The speed of our progress is countless times that of the surface races. Because they refuse to progress, scientific development has stagnated, but we can master new natural laws and learn new labor skills every day."

Ditra would not be as careless as Berodis, arguing with a little gray dwarf girl about matters of faith.

In fact, before he became a mage, he was very interested in the belief in Ogma, the god of knowledge. Acquiring new knowledge, discovering and understanding the world is what the king of knowledge admires.

However, the King of Knowledge is also the supervisor of knowledge. He will decide whether certain knowledge and inventions can be passed down, or whether they will be banned or even perish.

Similar to their philosophy, Gond is actually the god of craftsmanship. This god of medium power is obsessed with inventions and creations and does not care whether the inventions will have a negative impact on the balance of Faerûn.

The relationship between Ogma, the god of knowledge, and Gond, the god of crafts, is not very good. Ogma, who oversees knowledge and tends to be conservative, is very angry at Gond's followers who are crazy about creating some dangerous inventions.

If the God of Crafts saw them, he would probably be eager to sell his faith to them and bring these crazy creators under his protection.

However, they will not believe in any named gods. What they believe in is more like a concept. They do not create idols or engage in personal worship. Gond may only be disappointed.

The small dispute subsided, and Mia quickly forgot about this unpleasantness. She continued to lead the adventure group forward and introduced the scenes she saw along the way to Ditra.

"That's the exploration team. They are always busy. Exploring mineral veins, water sources, measuring soil composition, and drawing maps are their jobs."

"There is a brick factory there. The exploration team found a huge clay pit. It is much easier to bake bricks than to quarry stones. After using a steam engine to make brick embryos, a dozen people can complete the work of hundreds of people quarrying stones. "

"Oh, that's a unicycle, a very simple one-person transportation tool. There should also be wooden unicycles on the ground. Our unicycle has been improved, with a full iron frame body and body, and is also equipped with shock absorbing springs."

"That's the steam pumping unit of the oil well, commonly known as the kowtow machine. We are trying to refine oil. The oil we refine now can only be used to make kerosene, but Teacher Klein said that in the future we might be able to invent an oil-driven machine to replace the steam engine, because Steam engines are too big to be installed in cars and ships..."

Ditra asked from time to time, and he became more and more surprised by this little gray dwarf girl with an ugly appearance. This child was very knowledgeable, very smart, quick in thinking, and quick in reaction.

Children of her age in the surface world simply cannot remember so many things and will not be interested in them.

She always mentioned Teacher Klein, and in just a few words, Ditra could feel that Teacher Klein must be a very knowledgeable scholar, and many of the words he taught children were full of wisdom.

While walking, a group of gray dwarves carrying rifles and red armbands blocked the adventure group's path.

"Stop, we are a patrol team. You are approaching the security area. Please accept inspection." The gray dwarf captain took a step forward and said, "Mia, who are they?"

The gray dwarf captain recognized the little girl leading them and asked smoothly.

"Uncle Steel Angle, they are lost travelers." Mia gave him a weird salute, clasped her fingers together, and raised her arms above her head: "This old man is Mr. Ditra, he is my friend, He has blight, and Mr. Bredlow may have a cure for him."

The gray dwarf captain narrowed his eyes and carefully examined each member of the adventure group.

"How could such an elite team of adventurers get lost in the Underdark?" His voice was extremely cold: "Mia, you have been deceived!"

It may be impossible to know the level of the legendary adventure group, but the gorgeous high-end equipment they wear betrays their identity and arouses the suspicion of the patrol leader.

"Captain, we are really just lost adventurers." Ditra repeated his old tricks and explained while quietly casting the "Friendly Spell".

The gray dwarf captain's body flashed with red light, and the friendly spell was resisted. His face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Mage, don't try to fool me with your magic skills! Mia, get out of the way, you are under magic!" "