Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1419 - 739 Grey Dwarf City_3

Only through the hammer and chisel, carving according to the unique characteristics of the stone itself, can the most perfect, most moving works of art be created.

Yuriu couldn’t appreciate this kind of sculptural beauty; every time he entered this hall of Giant statues, he felt an extraordinary oppression, as if the strange statues might suddenly awaken at any moment.

Especially those statues of humanoid creatures with mouths resembling octopus tentacles, which always made Yuriu feel extremely uncomfortable and angry whenever he saw them, wishing he could rush up and smash them to pieces with a hammer.

Because they represented the greatest enemies of the Gray Dwarves, the former masters, the Mind Flayers.

Although Yuriu had never seen any Mind Flayer from birth until now, it didn’t prevent him from having a heartfelt anger and disdain towards them.

What made Yuriu even angrier was that the owner of this palace was carving these detestable creatures once more, more gigantic than any before, so even that six-meter Stone Giant had to use a massive rock as a step.

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Raging within his heart, yet his face remained as gloomy as ever, revealing nothing.

All Gray Dwarves are masters of emotion control, their facial expressions as if carved from stone, rarely revealing their true thoughts, a kind of instinct developed from years of slavery.

No matter which creature enslaved them, they would likely not act based on the expressions of the Gray Dwarves.

On the contrary, any excess emotion could easily lead to disaster for them.

Only after the Stone Giant had carved the last suction cup of that octopus tentacle with satisfaction did he nod his head, looking down upon the Gray Dwarf Chieftain who did not even reach the height of his calf, and asked, "Chieftain Yuriu, nearly half of this month has passed, and you have delivered only less than one-third of the required amount of goods.

For this, I have received a severe reprimand from the council, and if the full quota is not met in the coming months, I fear that the management of the Dwarf Tomb will have to change hands.

Believe me, there is no more merciful administrator in the tribe than I, and your days will find it hard to be as carefree as in the past thirty years."

Even when speaking of news that was extremely disadvantageous to himself, the Stone Giant Administrator showed no sign of anger, his rock-gray face only displaying endless calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

The Stone Giants are considered the most inherently gentle of all Giants, natural-born sculptors, with many immersed in their carvings, leading peaceful and quiet lives in seclusion.

Being assigned here to manage the Gray Dwarves was not a task the Stone Giant Administrator chose himself, but one forcibly arranged by the Council of Death Chiefs, one that could not be refused.

Even if he were to be dismissed for failing to execute the task properly, it would not have a substantial impact on him; at most, it would mean receiving a scolding upon returning to the village, followed by several years or even decades of confinement, which wouldn’t greatly affect someone who was obsessed with carving.

The ones truly affected would likely be these Gray Dwarves at the Dwarf Tomb.

If the next administrator were a living Stone Giant like himself, even if strict, it would still be relatively limited.

But once the Council of Death Chiefs determined that living beings were no longer adequate for this task, and dispatched an Undead Stone Giant Administrator, then this place would truly become a Dwarf Tomb.

Undead Stone Giants, although transformed from Stone Giants, are not the same species; they no longer possess any emotions, treating even former family members and clansmen with indifference, let alone those enslaved races; in their eyes, there is only the task and the distant unreachable dream of restoring their nation.

Even that dream of restoring their nation is not their own but one instilled in them by the Undead Stone Giant Chieftain, Duokong.

"Honored sculptor, I reminded and explained this matter to you five years ago, that the main body of this iron mine is above us, and what we’re mining now are the tailings, which are difficult to mine and inefficient, moreover, after years of uncontrolled extraction, the iron mine here has been all but exhausted.

To maintain production here, we either find new sources of ore or find ways to lift the seal on the vein above, allowing us to mine upwards."

The implication in Gray Dwarf Chieftain Yuriu’s words was clear: it’s not that they aren’t working hard to produce, but that there is no ore to mine. No matter how advanced their mining and forging techniques are, they are of no use.

"If the seal on this vein could be lifted, we would have done so long ago, would they have waited until now?"

The Stone Giant Administrator’s deeply furrowed brow involuntarily wrinkled because he did recall this matter, but being absorbed in carving, he had never taken it to heart. After all, this matter had been repeatedly raised by these Gray Dwarves for a century, yet production had never stopped, and output had even increased several times in recent years.

Both the administrators and the Council of Death Chiefs believed this to be a tactic used by the Gray Dwarves, employing their expertise to exaggerate the situation, aiming to make the council voluntarily reduce production here.

But who would have thought that this matter would truly occur, and occur during his own term.

Though Domingo had no particular attachment to this position of administrator, being judged by the Council of Death Chiefs as derelict in duty was not the same as failing in supervision.

Dereliction of duty is one of the most severe crimes in their tribe, second only to treason.

This charge is unique to the Stone Giant Tribe.

It relates to their racial nature; they are renowned as giant artists, many having an innate artistic talent, not limited to stone carving but also music, painting, jewelry making, and more, all areas in which they excel.

However, they are most outstanding and famous for stone carving. Most of the remaining giant civilization constructions in the world were made by their hands, including the Giant Steps and the Giant Palace of the Giant Run Mountain Range. Domingo stands out in this area, a leader among the younger generation, second only to a few Stone Giant elders in the tribe.

Being engrossed in one thing makes it easy to forget another, such as one’s duty.

For the sake of development, the tribe has no choice but to use severe punishments to urge these Stone Giants to devote themselves faithfully to their tribe.