NGNL: Can't humans do that

"What a pity, there is no such thing", but Think shook her head and denied: "True Spirit Silver can enhance the spirits, and Sensing Steel has the property of Su'er synchronization, but unfortunately, only the Dwarf can process these two minerals - to be precise, only that can melt them."

Stretching out her hand, Think pointed to the pillar of fire in the center of the city - the flame manifested by the god of the Dwarf, Okein.

"...That's really unfair", Su'er sighed.

The Dwarf can plunder Soul Stones from the Elf, but the Elf cannot use the corpses of the Dwarf.

"Fair? Mr. Monkey is telling a joke? How do you spell these two words?", and laughed at Su'er mercilessly. Think even covered her mouth and chuckled. She was really amused.

She seemed to see a Su'er as naive as a newborn. Is this really a creature that grew up from this war? It was so naive that she almost covered her stomach and laughed out loud.

Su'er was silent. He could not reach the same point of view with the elf. The two people lived in completely different worlds.

"So what should the great Miss Nirvalen do now?" Su'er suddenly said, "Should we leave here immediately and flee back to the Elf territory, or should we stay here... do something?"

He was curious about what choice the proud and contradictory elf in front of him would make.

"Order one", Think raised a finger and smiled and said, "From now on, Mr. Monkey is strictly prohibited from saying the words [Great Miss Nirvalen] in this tone. Do you understand?"

"Huh? Why, uh, okay, I understand", a completely meaningless request, but under this seemingly smiling expression, but actually not smiling at all, Su'er wisely chose not to ask any more questions.

"Order two", Think suddenly turned around and looked at the huge robot located at the dome of the entire city again, "Keep going up, I am still a little curious about how the moles will use the essence..."

- Is it really a little curious?

Su'er complained silently in his Heart, your clenched fist now reveals all your thoughts, you didn't react so violently when you saw so many dead tribesmen before.

"... You dare to use the essence directly as material, damned moles, don't you completely Surpass me in courage..."

Walking through this winding city, Su'er could still hear the faint resentment coming from the front from time to time. It was not his illusion, he always felt that Think concern was a little strange.

To be honest, Think choice to continue to move up to the giant robot was enough to shock Su'er. After all, this Elf had openly declared that the value of other tribesmen's lives was not as good as hers. In this case, it was very abnormal for her to choose to continue to move up.

After all, the higher you go, the closer you are to the place where the Dwarf make all kinds of war weapons, the central industrial area - the danger level increases exponentially, not to mention that all the latest weapons of the Dwarf are also produced here, and the security force is also the strongest. If most of the lower floors are still the children of the Dwarf who have not grown up and some people who go home to rest, the upper floors are simply where the adult Dwarf gather.

These guys who work according to their own wishes will not even go back to rest for a few days and nights, so the upper area seems to be more crowded than the empty lower floor.

Su'er and Think often have to curl up in a corner very close to each other, waiting for a long time, but there are still Dwarf flying through the air, and there is no gap to slip through.

"...Can't go up?" He tried to move his knees against the cold steel ground, but it seemed as if he had touched a numb muscle. His whole leg was itchy and painful. Su'er couldn't help but whispered to Think ear, "I feel that this distance is the limit..." Before he finished speaking, a strong hand pinched his throat and forced him to move away. "...Order three, it is strictly forbidden to talk to my ear like this!" Think squeezed out a threat from between her teeth. The long ear that stretched horizontally to the side was still moving nimbly. Su'er tried to move his neck and nodded, indicating that he understood it completely. With a long sigh, Think loosened the hand that was pinching Su'er neck and continued to look back - even if she was unwilling in her Heart, she had to admit that what Su'er said was right. It was impossible to get close to the huge Spirit Arms. There was no cover ahead, and a large number of Dwarf were suspended in the air, manipulating various ores in front of them, smelting, condensing, and then forging.

Unless they used violence to break through, it would be impossible to approach the essence silently.

At this distance, Think could already see some of the spells engraved on the essence in front of him - change, inducement, diffusion...

From this little information, it was impossible to figure out what kind of idea the mole had in mind to make this spiritual outfit.

The only thing Think could be Sure of was that the moles had definitely not succeeded yet, and they would not succeed for a long time, maybe several years or even decades, and they had to be careful every time they tried to engrave the spell.

Sizzle!

A sudden tearing sound was followed by a high-frequency metal knocking sound, which became louder and louder.

Su'er and Think held their breath. The place where the two were hiding was where the Dwarf piled up their raw materials. Many ores had been processed and piled up in long strips and blocks.

The next moment, the wall the two were leaning against was pulled away out of thin air.

Su'er, who suddenly lost his support, was shaking uncontrollably and almost fell out. Fortunately, Think reached out and grabbed him just before he fell out, and then pressed him down in the shadows.

Without moving, Su'er lay flat on the ground with the force applied by Think, trying his best to block his breathing but unable to do so. He could only slow down the length of each inhalation and exhalation.

Both Think and Su'er lowered their bodies, and they didn't even dare to stand up. At a very close distance, where they didn't even need to take a step, a Dwarf who was sitting on his disc-shaped Spirit Arms and floating in the air reached out from his hair and touched the wall that the two had just leaned against.

"Uneven temperature?"

Su'er heard this question.