Dingchun shook his head and sat up silently, not knowing what he was thinking; the boxing baboon was thrusting a carp, and even though he stood up, it was full of nonchalance. It was not the first time he lost to Guan Heng.

The flying winged poison dragon finally "pulled" its head out of the deep pit. It shook the slag on its body, stretched out its front paws, and touched Guan Heng's fist. This is the communication method they often use.

"Oh oh oh--" Guan Heng waved his arms and shouted: "Everyone has worked hard these days. I announce that tonight, we will have a big meal!"

"Ho huh!" "Ji huh!" Flying winged poisonous dragon, fist tycoon baboon, were all excited when he heard this, but Dingchun, who was the most greedy on weekdays, stood up silently and walked towards the iron fence gate of the huge garden.

"Swish!" Guan Heng's figure flashed and stopped Dingchun in front of him. He lowered his head and slapped the little white lion in the head: "What's wrong with you?"

"Aoao?" Dingchun looked at Guan Heng timidly, which meant: "Didn't you say it? You can't tie the boxing tycoon baboons and flying winged dragons, so I won't let me enter the huge garden."

"It's okay, Chun'er. " Guan Heng patted the little white lion with a smile: "I have seen your efforts, but in fact I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. Let's do this. For your hard work these days, you can enter and exit the huge garden in the future. How about it?"

"Aooo!" Dingchun heard Guan Heng let out a sigh of joy, and immediately looked happy and shouted loudly. Guan Heng continued to smile at it, "Okay, the banquet will be held in the evening, you can eat whatever you want, as long as you don't lose your belly."

Dingchun nodded happily, jumped and ran to play with the Black Tiger. At this moment, Guan Heng suddenly appeared outside the huge iron fence of the garden, and there was a figure shaking. Guan Heng looked at it carefully, and laughed unconsciously: "Blue-crowned rooster? What are you doing there?"

"Gugugugu..." Seeing Guan Heng appearing, the blue-crowned rooster screamed in a panic, and instinctively wanted to turn around and slip away. Guan Heng shouted loudly at this time: "Hey, come in, today's banquet is yours!"

"Geeh?!" The Blue Crown Rooster thought he had heard it wrong, but Guan Heng hooked his finger at it and continued, "What are you afraid of? Come on, it's rare that everyone is getting together. Are you unhappy?"

"Ao..." At this moment, the black tiger walked slowly over, roared at the blue-crowned rooster several times. The blue-crowned rooster nodded repeatedly, and then turned around and left.

After one or two minutes, the blue-crowned rooster ran back with several fat river fishes of more than ten pounds in his arms and ran into the huge garden happily. It turned out that it was under the order of the Black Tiger to prepare the ingredients. When Guan Heng saw this, he smiled and laughed.??????   ¤

This dinner in the huge garden lasted until the second half of the night, and everyone ate and drank, and had a lot of fun. After eating, Guan Heng came to the pool of the garden.

He took out the strange plaster hexahedral obtained in the small town of Jiaxia, the caster's mausoleum group of the exclusive caster's mausoleum of the Thieves Guild, reflecting the stars and the moonlight. Guan Heng looked at the plaster. At this time, the orc statue Xulun followed him and sat down silently next to him. After a few seconds, he asked: "Why, are you still thinking about these caster insects?"

"Well, since you told me the true origin of these caster insects, I feel that I can't digest the inside story."

Guan Heng lay on the lawn with his hand pillowed with his head, and he whispered: "Who would have thought that this inconspicuous insect was not a monster, but a kind of... God clan!!"

"Yes, if I hadn't been with the five main gods for a long time, I wouldn't have known such an inside story."

The orc statue Xulun said: "These casting insects, no, should be said to be the 'exclusive casting refiners of the Divine Palace'. More than a thousand years ago, they were high-technicians who specialized in the army of gods to refine weapons. However, for a period of time, they accidentally angered the gods and were punished by heaven. Their bodies were contracted to the size of rice grains, and they were demoted to the Great Canyon of the Warcraft in the human world."

"Although their bodies have been reduced countless times, their high casting skills have not been lost, so humans were able to use these guys who were renamed "Castor Worm."

Xulun sighed and said, "These smaller god craftsmen actually don't have too many living requirements. They are born with the mission of refining equipment for others, so even if they are exhausted, they will have no complaints."

"So, is there any hidden secrets in the extinction of the caster insect in the world?" Guan Heng touched his chin and said, "I asked you just now, why did you think hard but didn't answer me."

"Ah, that's it." Sulren sat cross-legged by the pond, grabbed a stone casually, "Puzzle!" and threw the thing into the water. He whispered: "It's been too long, and many details are out of my own conjecture, so I'll tell you now."

"When I was in the Divine Palace, I heard that the casting craftsman insects, that is, the craftsman clan of the gods, were not destroyed in the human world, but were forgiven by the five major gods. They returned to the Divine Palace and continued to serve the gods. The gods used a trick to make humans think that the casting craftsman insects died of fatigue, so as to hide the truth."

Xulun explained: "But I have not heard of these gods' craftsmen so far. According to my inference, they may have insisted on resisting and then sacrificed themselves when the gods' craftsmen started a war with the demon realm."

"Then can the caster insect in this strange gypsum hexahedron is..." Guan Heng tilted his head and thought for a while, and speculated: "Maybe they were the survivors of the gods who had not had time to return to the temple."

"It's very possible." Xulun nodded deeply: "So these casting insects are lucky. If they return to the divine palace as craftsmen of the gods, they will inevitably be attacked by the army of the Demon Realm. Now they can survive in the human world by chance."

Guan Heng stared at the strange gypsum hexahedron in his hand and muttered: "Xulun, how do you think we can awaken these caster insects?"

"In my opinion, don't open this gypsum hexahedron for now." Xulun thought for a while and made a suggestion: "When the reincarnation pool is completely purified in the future, you can let these caster insects soak in the pool water to try it, maybe they can wake up."

"I hope this is the case. If some god craftsmen can be rescued, it will be of great use." Guan Heng laughed and said, "To be honest, I am increasingly looking forward to going to the core territory of the orcs - Dorongus. When the time comes, I can take back the core hub of the Gods Resort Island and control this island."
Chapter completed!