Mishan doesn't mind the matter of sorting out materials and repairing cars from the Black Iron Dwarf.

Anyway, I didn't agree on a time with Magni Bronzebeard, and going to Iron Fort is only part of my own driving trip, not the only goal.

As for whether there will be any conflicts when following the material...

Maybe the Black Iron Dwarf will return to the league in the future and become an optional character for players, but now, they are just a group of dungeons who have not yet escaped from the enslavement of the Fire Demon King.

"Holding" things in a group of dungeons is a matter of course for both players and game characters like Greenhill.

"Why are two people? The Emperor only invited you human dragon slayers."

Judging from the attitude of the Black Iron Dwarf General Angver, Windersol slightly modified it when he told Greenhill.

After saying this in the dull and manic tone unique to the Black Iron Dwarf, General Angfer looked at Mishan and Greenhill.

The aura emitted by Greenhill, who looked cold, made the black iron dwarf general suppress his dissatisfaction.

If you can't even tell the difference between strength and weakness, you can't be a general.

Mi Shan, who looked calm, made the black iron dwarf general feel like he couldn't see through it.

In Greenhill's eyes, General Angfer's undisguised dangerous look was a manifestation of wanton and reckless behavior.

She immediately walked forward and said, "You are not qualified to question my master's thoughts."

If an ordinary man dared to speak to himself like this, then General Angfer had already picked up his weapon and waved it to the other party.

However, the problem is that the half step Greenhill advanced, causing the neatly arranged black iron dwarf soldiers to take a step back almost at the same time.

Even General Angfer himself had the sway of trying to retreat.

Fortunately, the dignity of the dungeon BOSS made him stand still without moving, but a layer of sweat had already emerged from his back.

"Hmph, then that's it, but we didn't prepare any additional means of transportation." General Angfer, who was unwilling to admit defeat so simply, snorted coldly.

"Television?" Mi Shan was a little curious about what kind of transportation the black iron dwarf would use.

Especially when he noticed that Greenhill's expression changed slightly when he heard this sentence, he became even more curious.

When I saw the transportation used by the black iron dwarves, Mishan understood what the reason was.

The transportation used by the Black Iron Dwarf is neither a vehicle nor an aircraft nor a tank.

It's a bunch of drilling rigs that can drive underground.

The cylindrical cockpit is surrounded by a huge metal drill bit, and the rotating metal drill bit can create passages underground.

Just like the alien Zerg tunnel bugs in the game "Starcraft".

Although Mi Shan has seen this thing in the game... and has more than once, it is still quite shocking to encounter this kind of transportation in reality... There are no such simple and crude things on earth...

No wonder these black iron dwarf soldiers appeared so abruptly that even the scouts set up by Marshal Windsor avoided. It turned out that they came from the underground.

After sighing for a moment, Mi Shan encountered a very tangled problem.

That is, the cabin volume of these drilling rigs is slightly smaller.

The specially modified rig looks like it is specially prepared for Greenhill, which is single.

As for the others, the drill rigs carried by the Black Iron Dwarf soldiers were strictly manufactured according to the figure of the Black Iron Dwarf.

"Why don't you change it?" Mi Shan measured the space of the single drilling rig, and found that it was barely enough to plug him and Greenhill, and asked.

"I'm sorry, sir... I'm not very good at cultivating such things. This is the racial talent of the Black Iron Dwarf." Greenhill's eyes flashed as he answered.

"Yes, racial talent." Mi Shan, who didn't notice Greenhill's weird expression, shook her head and said, "Then just squeeze it."

I just hope that it won’t take long to use this kind of drilling rig to get to Black Stone Mountain.

Mishan's measurement was not wrong. The cabin space of a single drilling rig was indeed barely enough to squeeze two people out, because Mishan's body became young after traveling through time.

If you had a slightly fat body before traveling through time, you might not be able to fit in.

Even so, Greenhill had to take off his armor and squeezed with Lord Mishan in casual clothes that matched Lord Mishan's "aesthetic view".

With the blessing of "aesthetic view", the biggest torture of this rig trip on Mishan is really not the congestion of space.

In order to avoid misunderstandings in the skin of the body, Mishan must work very hard to stick her body to the cold metal walls of the cabin.

"Sir, are you embarrassed?" Mi Shan couldn't see clearly what Greenhill's expression was when he said this.

"Uh...ah...that...that...that...that's the spirit remote control I made for you before is also this size?" Mishan said that during the Wine Festival in the game, it can be obtained by a toy that can reach the Black Stone Abyss anywhere in the world.

The effect of the toy called "Liquor Remote Control" is to summon such a drill rig.

"That space should be smaller, it is prepared for the dwarves. I have to squat in it every time I use it." Greenhill's tone was very calm.

"I'm sorry..." Mishan understood why Greenhill was confused when he heard General Angfer say about transportation.

As for why Mishan is sorry, it is because he often uses that toy as another prop to return to the world of Azeroth.

God knows why even in Argus, who is not many light years away, can drill down to the bottom of Black Rock Mountain in Azeroth. This is definitely not just a drilling rig.

For the first time, Greenhill did not respond to Lord Mishan's apology, and seemed to accept the apology.

Before Mi Shan could react that Greenhill was in a bad condition, the drilling rig that was driving underground suddenly shook.

The original space in the cockpit was so small that both Mishan and Greenhill could feel each other's breathing. No surprise, Mishan pounced on Greenhill.

Moreover, in order to prevent Lord Mishan from bumping into it, Greenhill took the initiative to hold Lord Mishan in his arms.

Now, Mi Shan touched and touched everything she shouldn't have touched, and touched everything she shouldn't have touched.

Feeling Greenhill's softness, a part of Mishan's body naturally reacted under the stimulation of hormones.

"...Master...Sir, just now...she should have bumped into the underground mineral vein." Greenhill, who also felt Mishan's body change, had a little stiff voice, but she did not let go, so as not to touch Master Mishan who bumped into any mineral vein again.

Mi Shan, who moved for a few moments and didn't break free, said, "Do you need me to apologize?"

"It's me who should apologize, sir." Greenhill's voice was no longer as stiff as before, but Mi Shan, who was directly pressing against her chest, could hear her accelerated heartbeat.

"That's it, the space is still a little more spacious." Mi Shan, who is no longer Chu, gave up struggling and enjoyed the soft embrace from Greenhill.
Chapter completed!