Although he was experienced in dealing with old people, he had been through hundreds of battles. For example, his superiors before he transmigrated, his teachers when he was a student, his relatives, and the elders he had personally met after coming to the Lost Lands. In order to make things easier for him, he tried his best to curry favor with these old people so that they could not find fault with him.
It was also because there were too many hypocrites that most of the time, a certain someone would rather stay at home and avoid meeting those people as much as possible. Needless to say, there was no need to talk about things that went against her heart.
And this time, he met some old people again. From a visual point of view, looking at a group of short people with silver-white hair and beards was quite novel. But in essence, they were still a group of old people. So Lin pretended to be respectful, but did not show too much flattery.
After greeting all the seated dwarves, Lin sat down in one of the empty chairs. Beside him, Jermaine also sat down and said to him in a low voice, "Brother, although they can roughly understand what you're saying, I'll still help translate so that no one misunderstands. I'll also pass on their questions, so you can just say as much as you can. "
"Okay, please ask your questions."
Jermaine looked at the other Dwarves, and after a while, he said to Lin with some difficulty, "The old people are asking why we should trust you."
"Of course you shouldn't trust me, why should you trust me? Isn't that very strange? "
Lin retorted bluntly. But this kind of answer made it difficult for Jermaine to pass on. Looking at the Dwarf who he had known for a few days and his aggrieved expression, Lin smiled and continued, "To be honest, there is no basis for trust between me and you. So asking one side to trust the other side is like a gamble. But are you idiots who would be easily fooled? Or was he an idiot who would believe a few casual words from others without a doubt? I believe that's not the case. Then please listen with your ears, think with your brains, and judge whether or not what I said is correct. "
After muttering for a while, Lin's first answer was accepted by the Dwarves.
The second question that Jermaine passed on was, "I heard what you said before, and then passed on the description to them. The old people said that you seemed to have seen a similar illness. May I ask where you saw it? How can you tell if our condition is the same as the disease you saw? "
"In my hometown, I've seen people living in a certain environment develop similar symptoms, and it's even more serious and can lead to death. And the basis of my judgment is just a rough guess based on the situation that you have described. Whether it is correct or not, of course, I cannot guarantee. But if you want to know more about the situation, you have to rely on her. "Lin pointed to the Lich behind him, who waved her hand and smiled," Fen has a way to detect genetic damage for you. I can't do that. "
All the dwarves glanced at the tall man sitting at the back, but they couldn't see anything from his beautiful appearance. Therefore, he decided to put aside this question for the time being and continued to ask a certain someone. After muttering for a while, Jermaine asked, "Where is your hometown?"
"My hometown is very, very far away. However, I feel that you don't need to ask about this. Because what you should be concerned about isn't whether I'm beautiful or ugly, where I live, or who my parents are. Or do you feel that you have to do a background check on me before you are willing to consider your own situation? "
After Jermaine conveyed this sentence truthfully, he represented the other mild-mannered dwarves and asked the question that everyone wanted to know, "Do you know of any treatment methods?"
"It's a pity. As far as I know, such damage is irreversible. However, this is the human condition; just by listening to your description, this situation may have lasted for a long time. And what I mean is a long time, it may be hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. However, your situation is still a situation that needs to be observed, and not the terminal symptoms that I have seen. Therefore, it is necessary to do a more in-depth examination in order to give accurate advice. "
Considering Fen's comment that the Silver Bearded Dwarves were very durable, perhaps their body's mechanism had an extraordinary resilience, so they could resist radiation damage until now. Then whether it was possible to recover from irreversible damage, a certain someone didn't dare to guarantee that it was impossible. Everything still needed to be studied in depth.
"Then, do you have any suggestions?" Jermaine asked again for the other dwarves.
"The only advice I can give is to stay away from the source of the radiation to prevent the situation from worsening. However, this also depends on what the source is, and there are different ways to deal with it. If you can move it, throw it away, if you can't move it, find a way to move it. If you don't want to do anything, you can only strengthen the barrier and think of a way to prevent the radiation from spreading and continuing to harm the human body. "
"Oh, is there any way to block it?" This time, Jermaine didn't ask the dwarves in charge of his tribe, but asked directly. Lin could understand why they chose the third option without hesitation.
In fact, when most people faced a possible loss, very few people would choose to cut off their wrist to deal with it. Instead, they would choose to find a way to remedy the situation. There was nothing wrong with this, it was just to avoid falling into the trap of gamblers expecting a comeback and increasing their losses.
However, before explaining how to block it, they had to first explain what the source of the damage was. Seeing that the dwarves' level of technology wasn't low, Lin returned to his original seat, took out the first coffin from his bag, and asked Fen to help. That was because many of the pictures were stored in the space of the first coffin. What could be more intuitive than using pictures to explain the information?
But when the first coffin was taken out, nine out of ten of the silver-bearded dwarves present stared with their eyes wide open. They raised their trembling hands and pointed at the thing that someone had put on the table. All of a sudden, a group of dwarves shouted at the same time, and it looked like they were going to flip the roof over.
Hearing the elder's words, Jermaine also asked anxiously, "Brother, where did you get this thing?"
"You recognize this stone box?" While asking this, Lin quickly grabbed Fen's hand that was hanging by her side, afraid that this Lich would hold a grudge against him. No matter what, her head had been locked in here for thousands of years.
"This stone box was made by my uncle and some great craftsmen. At that time, it was given to a human magician to seal the demon king from thousands of years ago. How did you get this thing? You didn't release the thing inside, did you? "
This time, Marco Lin firmly grasped Fen's hand, afraid that someone would act impulsively. He said, "The grudge from thousands of years ago, being sealed for thousands of years, isn't that enough to atone for your sins? Did the demon king kill your family? "
"Mhmm, no." Jermaine said with inexplicable pride, "We have never lost a battle."
… This dwarf did have the right to be proud. It was just that if he wore a power armor and lost to a group of dwarves wearing fur and holding stone axes, he should commit suicide.
"So, since there is no direct hatred, why don't you treat a friend's help with a normal heart? Also, on the way here, you have chatted with Fen. You should know that she is not what the rumors say. "
"You … are really His Majesty Demon King Tikal?" Jermaine used honorifics and looked at the woman tightly held by Lin with a somewhat fearful expression.
And Fen, who was the subject of the conversation, gently patted the hand holding her and said with a teasing expression, "Don't worry, I have no grudge against them. They just built a box and locked my head for thousands of years. Anyway, I don't have a consciousness, so I won't blame anyone. "
After comforting the nervous man, Fen stood up and said, "That's right. I am Fen Ni Tikal. But please don't ask me to provide evidence or anything, I don't know how to prove that I am myself. Also, I don't have any army now, so I am not suitable to be called the demon king anymore. So, kid, call me Fen, this is what my friends call me. Don't call me by my last name, I never liked that word. "
It was rare for this woman to be so open-minded, so Lin of course helped her and said, "Yes, brother. And think about it, in terms of life and death, other than the Lich, it is the Druid. You can't find a better doctor. As for your illness, I can guarantee that there is no one else in the world who understands it better than her. "
Jermaine still asked worriedly, "She won't turn us into undead, will she?"
"Hey, brother, whose territory are we on? Don't you think that if Fen wants to carry out any schemes, you have too many eyes? If there's anything you don't understand, just ask, if there's anything you're worried about, you can always find a way that everyone can accept. At most, we won't do it, that's nothing. "
Without waiting for Jermaine to convey Lin and Fen's words, an old dwarf hurriedly said a few words, and stared fiercely at the young man who was only five hundred years old, asking him to repeat. Jermaine was in a difficult position, and after arguing with the old dwarf for a while, he reluctantly said, "Brother, that stinking old man wants me to ask if you are coveting our … Yes, the energy source you mentioned, you know."
"I haven't seen the thing you're talking about, but I just want to ask, is it something that one or two people can easily carry?"
"How is that possible! Even if it's the smallest component, it would be very difficult for me to carry it alone, let alone carry it over a long distance. How is that different from asking for trouble? "
"Yes. If you say so, then what am I coveting? Can I move it? Or do you want me to take a part and bring it home as a souvenir, is that meaningful? "
It was a very strong reason, not only Jermaine, but also the other dwarves, when they thought of the size of the thing, if they wanted to move it under their eyes, they would probably need to use an army. And because of that, everyone couldn't help but look at the old man who asked the question, as if his question lowered the intelligence of all the dwarves.
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