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"Cooco, can you tell something's wrong with this human village?"

"The explosive device that appeared to have been launched from here."

The dwarf holding the hand cannon looked behind him and a similarly short figure slowly stepped out.

She was completely different from the male dwarves; not only did she not have a large beard, but she was also very petite and cute.

Her long black hair was tied into pigtails, and she wore two round goggles on her forehead.

He was wearing work clothes covered in oil stains, with various tools used for blacksmithing embedded in them.

This loli-like figure is none other than the dwarf known as "Gugu," and also the inventor of the flintlock musket.

Originally, she was just a human slave who had been sold into slavery since childhood.

But through constant exposure, they gradually learned the blacksmithing skills of the dwarves.

From then on, there was no stopping him, thanks to his exceptionally gifted little brain.

They created many novel weapons for the dwarves.

Unfortunately, being born a slave, no matter how great her achievements were, she would be ostracized and despised by the dwarves.

No dwarf would consider their creations inferior to those of outsiders.

Therefore, all her inventions eventually became the masterpiece of the [Heavy Cannon*Iron Hand] before our eyes.

Gugu was furious but dared not speak out about it.

Now, due to the unforeseen events involving the undead, Iron Hand has been granted permission to come out and collect combat data on flintlock muskets.

Only then can they appear in the team, giving them a glimmer of hope to escape the clutches of evil.

So after Iron Hand asked the question, she answered quite playfully:

"Yes, Master, please wait a moment."

Gugu stretched out its head to sniff, then fanned its nose with its hand, its expression full of disgust.

"Ugh, it smells awful."

"The stench of the dead is everywhere here, just like the skeletons left behind by the patrolmen who raided the bunker."

"It seems a great battle against the undead must have taken place here."

As she said this, she squatted down again and touched the battle marks on the ground with her hand.

"Hmm, the battle is fierce."

"Look at these messy footprints. There are human footprints, skeletal footprints, and footprints of other creatures."

"This is clearly a three-way melee, and even the terrain has been altered."

Gugu frowned, looking back and forth around the traces of the battle.

Ultimately, she came to a conclusion and reported her success to the white-bearded dwarf:

"Master, based on the traces at the scene, all the undead were wiped out in this war. Humans went to the forest, and unknown creatures went there in vehicles."

"What do you think we should do next?"

Upon hearing this, Heavy Cannon Iron Hand perked up, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Heh~, finally found traces of the undead. It seems that the human named Death in Iron City is still somewhat useful."

"The intelligence he provided gave us the opportunity to seize the core of the Nest of Life."

"We can give them a little something extra later, and that way we can get more information and wealth from humans."

Thinking of this, he waved into the forest.

A dense swarm of dwarves emerged from within, each dwarf holding a smaller flintlock pistol.

This was clearly a 500-man dwarven musketeer squad.

Each of them was of a high level, ranging from level 5 to 9, while Iron Hand, who led the team, was level 12.

After all the dwarves entered the village

He completely ignored the expectant look in Gugu's eyes beside him.

Instead, he gave orders to the others:

"Lieutenant, send out a few scouts to track the convoy's movements."

"Let's see who these people are."

"Once the target is located, we'll use our special tools to make contact."

"Yes, sir!" the adjutant replied.

Several of the fastest dwarven musketeers were dispatched to follow the trail of the vanished vehicle.

As the dwarves disappeared into the jungle,

Whitebeard Ironhand then commanded the other dwarves:

"The rest of you, follow me in this direction. We need to find the human alliance."

"That way we can observe the other party's actions in secret and intercept the core of the gestation nest."

"Yes!" The dwarves, weapons in hand, nodded in unison and followed orders into the forest.

Just as the main group was about to disappear, he glanced at Gugu.

"Remember to keep up, or you know what will happen."

After saying that, Iron Hand left without looking back.

Only the somewhat silent cooing remained in the entire village.

At that moment, she deeply felt how unacknowledged she was as a slave to a foreigner.

No matter how strong or well-rounded your abilities are, if you're not on the same path, you'll never be truly on the same page.

This is the chasm between her and the dwarves, an insurmountable barrier.

Somewhat unwilling, Gugu clenched its fists.

He glanced subconsciously at the slave mark on the back of his hand.

He realized he needed to catch up with the dwarves, otherwise, if the gap widened too much, he would explode and die.

This is not the ending she wanted to see.

As a genius girl, Gu Gu will surely shine brightly and gain everyone's recognition.

The little girl, now a lively young woman again, skipped and hopped into the forest.

At the same time, outside the coalition camp.

Cyril returned in triumph with his army.

Representatives from the other cities came out to greet them after receiving the news.

"Oh my, Golden Knight, you've changed quite a bit overnight!"

"Not only does he look more confident, but he also seems to be much stronger. What happened? I'm so worried!"

Morton the Rockbreaker patted his dark belly, a bright smile spreading across his face.

This made the meticulous Cyril stop in his tracks and explain to everyone:

"Distinguished delegates, we have successfully completed our mission; the ambushing undead skeletons have all been dealt with."

"The undead are definitely weakened now, and may even be severely injured."

"The specific details are as follows............"

After his meticulous explanation, everyone who listened attentively was astonished.

Especially after hearing about the undead rebelling, the orcs attacking, the orcs eating the undead, and the undead purifying the undead.

Everyone felt like they were listening to gibberish; it was simply unbelievable.

Some people couldn't help but interrupt and question:

"Golden Knight, this isn't how you make up a story."

"Even if you want to show off your achievements, you should at least make up something more plausible."

With a gloomy expression, the hangman Ryan stomped his staff hard, showing no interest in Cyril's story.

They believed that the other party was deceiving them.

After all, what they said was too outrageous.

The other representatives also agreed with this point.

For example, even the fiery-tempered man with crimson arms couldn't help but retort with a question:

"The undead would betray the undead? That's illogical."

"Not to mention that the dead can also purify the dead."

"Has anyone ever heard of undead wielding holy light and the power of the sun?"

"It can also summon a weapon to slaughter all living beings."

"Is this the kind of ability that beings below level 9 should possess?"

Seeing that the Blazing Armor had spoken up for him, the Executioner Ryan revealed a cold smile:

"Hmph, that's not all."

"According to the Golden Knight's description, the orcs that appear can eat the undead."

"It's so crunchy, like chewing on a hard candy."

His face showed disdain, as if to say what a ridiculous lie it was.

"Hey, you two, that's enough."

Unable to bear it any longer, Morton, the Rockbreaker, slapped his belly hard, making a rumbling sound.

"Don't you guys know what kind of personality the Golden Knight has?"

"He's a man of chivalry; why would he lie?"

"Although the truth may be outrageous, I'm willing to believe it."

Morton directly endorsed Cyril, demonstrating his support through concrete actions.

"Hehehe, people are willing to believe it too."

Eclipse Moon Elaine interjected at the opportune moment, her alluring eyes fixed directly on Scarface.

"Is the Alchemist injured?"

"They are skilled in some unique medical techniques, such as using gold needles made of gold to treat patients."

"It is said that the more needles you get, the better the therapeutic effect."

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Scarface, who had been calmly watching the show, was instantly triggered by the keyword.

He suddenly widened his eyes and stared straight at Eclipse Moon Elaine.

He clutched his chest in pain.

"Uh, you found out even though I hid it so well?"

"That's right, I did suffer an internal injury."

"Originally, we wanted to keep it a secret for the sake of maintaining military stability."

"Now that you've seen through my scheme, I have no choice but to reluctantly try the acupuncture treatment."