Cook reflected on his pride and said seriously, "God must have seen our pride and used it to warn us. Tomorrow, I will go to God to repent."
At this point, Cook was filled with remorse.
He was the proudest of all his clansmen, and he even wanted to be the foremost believer under the gods, yet he didn't even realize he had made such a huge mistake.
Ange was unaware that the alchemy technique she had casually produced had caused the dwarves to collectively reflect on their actions.
Early in the morning, Ange heard Cook passionately talking outside the square.
Cook first explained the God's intentions, and then quickly reassured everyone when they were in a panic, "The God is forgiving. She saw our flaws and pointed them out because we believe in her, and she cares about us."
Now that we know our shortcomings, we can better correct them in the future. Remember, never be arrogant; let the gods see our newfound strength.
Cook's words, a mix of repentance and encouragement, left the dwarves in a state of flux, their emotions fluctuating between worry and determination.
An Ge was stunned. What had she done? Why was Cook repenting?
After the tribesmen dispersed, Cook was extra careful in front of Ange, revealing all his previously proud thoughts.
"By the great God, Cook will never make such a mistake again."
Ange… She was speechless for a long time. “Cook, this is really a misunderstanding.”
She almost forgot that Cook was illiterate!
Cook looked at Ange with emotion, never expecting that even in his condition, God would comfort him, which made him feel even more guilty.
Ange had no idea what Cook was imagining, but he saw Cook looking at him with a firm gaze, conveying the message that he would definitely turn over a new leaf and become a dwarf again.
Forget it, I'm tired of it. Let him imagine whatever he wants!
An Ge took out an alchemy technique and used spiritual power to forcibly instill the knowledge within the technique into Cook's mind.
Cook felt a wave of dizziness, but he believed that the gods would not harm him, and after a moment of panic, he calmed down.
After a while, the alchemy technique was completely transmitted.
To prevent Cook from being overwhelmed by the sheer volume of knowledge and turning him into a fool, An Ge thoughtfully sealed away a portion of the cultivation technique. The remaining portion would only appear automatically once Cook's forging level improved.
Cook felt a sudden clarity in his mind, and when he looked at the book in his hand, he could actually understand the first few chapters.
"Thank you, sir." Cook was extremely excited. He knew that the gods had bestowed not only techniques, but also things that could record events. This must be the writing the gods spoke of.
He will make sure that his people learn to read and write well in the future, so that every member of the tribe can understand these techniques.
Having stopped Cook from gathering his people again, Ange prepared to say goodbye to Cook.
She only came to the dwarf tribe to take a look around, and now that she has seen enough, it's time for her to go back.
Cook hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and spoke, “My lord, the goblin chieftain has been waiting for you in the territory for a long time. They also want to worship you, but they are afraid you will find it distasteful.”
After leaving the goblin tribe, Cook felt more and more that his actions had been somewhat impulsive.
He was only thinking about helping his old friend, but he forgot what if the gods complained that he had acted without permission.
Ange couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the cautious Cook. "It's a good thing for me that you're developing followers for me, so why would I complain?"
Cook breathed a huge sigh of relief. Haha, he knew the adults weren't stingy gods.
It seems the adults are quite satisfied with his behavior. Thinking of this, Cook couldn't wait to go and preach to the dragons and humans.
The goblin chieftain was a middle-aged man who was less than Ango's knees tall. He had a pointed nose and ears, and his appearance was even less than that of a dwarf. His eyes revealed shrewdness.
This was An Ge's first time seeing goblins, so she couldn't help but be curious.
The goblin chieftain Jerry looked at Ange with trepidation, his faith power rising rapidly.
It turns out that Cook wasn't lying to him; as soon as he saw the deity, he could feel the deity's love and kindness.
Jerry expressed his admiration for Ange, hoping she would become the protector of the elves.
Needless to say, Cook's ability to turn unseen goblins into believers must be his skill.
Although they've only known each other for a short time, Ange has already made progress; Cook is incredibly eloquent.
However, the goblins seem to be extremely shrewd. It is said that in addition to their talent for finding minerals, they are also exceptionally astute in business.
On the continent of West Asia, many goblins are successful merchants.
How could such a shrewd goblin be so easily swayed by Cook?
Perhaps Ange's expression was too overt, because the shrewd goblin took the initiative to reply, "Our position as goblins is rather awkward. Our combat strength is too weak. If it weren't for the help of our dwarf brothers, we might not even be able to live a peaceful life."
Ange instantly understood that the forging technology and communication in this plane were still underdeveloped, and the goblin's talent was not of much help to other races.
It's like having a mountain of gold, but gold can't fill your stomach.
While An Ge was talking with the two clan leaders, her divine sense was constantly rummaging through the online store.
Since the goblins had come to surrender, she felt she had to show her appreciation. But after searching the entire shop, she couldn't find anything that would benefit the goblins.
A talent for mineral exploration is innate; should we give a goblin a book on business development? Ange couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.
Cook noticed Ange's frown and asked cautiously, "Is something troubling you, sir?"
"Uh, I was just thinking about what kind of gift to give Jerry when we first met?"
Upon hearing that Ango's troubles stemmed from him, Jerry quickly shook his head, "My lord, there's no need to worry about this. The gifts you bestowed upon the dwarves have already been a great help to us."
An Ge was stunned for a moment, then she understood.
She couldn't help but marvel at the survival wisdom that small tribes possess.
While it may seem that the development of the dwarves has nothing to do with the goblins, the dwarves' need for ores will increase significantly as their forging skills improve. Those who can find ores will not be abandoned by their teammates.
Having value is more important than anything else.
Having figured this out, An Ge even felt a little sorry for Jerry.
Well, since they're her followers, she'll just have to look after them more from now on. After all, they're all family. Surely the elves wouldn't stand idly by when the goblins are in danger?
After Ango expressed his thoughts, Jerry looked at Ango gratefully, "My lord, the goblins have nothing to offer except various ores. We can only offer you our most devout faith, wishing you a smooth and successful journey."
An Ge was taken aback. "Ore?"
"Ah, these are the various stones with energy that we found. Although we intuitively felt they were good things, the adults would definitely not want them. Fortunately, Cook stopped us, otherwise those ugly stones would have been an eyesore to the adults."
Ange felt like she had missed out on a fortune, and she decided to retract her opinion that Cook was a devoted believer.
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