I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1163 - 611: You Really Went All Out Just to Fool Them

"The Fimbulwinter has finally departed," Vidar looked at the melting ice and snow of the new world. Under his divine power, some seeds buried deep within the soil began to sprout.

Life reappeared once the cold retreated.

"Fortunately, the new world has its own sun; otherwise, the crops simply couldn't survive." Wali felt a joy in his heart upon seeing the sprouts.

The sun and moon of the nine realms have been devoured by wolves. Even if the Frost Star extinguishes the burning World Fire, rebuilding will still require numerous celestial bodies.

With the absence of the sun alone, most life in the nine realms cannot survive.

"Mimir gave me the corresponding plan. If all goes well, within a year I will be able to rejuvenate the new world."

With something to do, Vidar's spirit and demeanor improved considerably, no longer appearing somewhat dejected as before.

Going through such experiences, his title as the Silent God could almost be removed.

Sometimes Vidar even felt he spoke more in recent times than all the words spoken in Asgard combined.

"What has Mimir been up to lately?" Wali asked.

He only knew some general parts of the plan; beyond that, he was unclear.

Especially since the Frost Star ascended and took away the Fimbulwinter, Gu Shanhai and Mimir's actions became even more mysterious.

Previously, Vidar could inquire occasionally, but recently things were very unconventional, making it impossible to know what they were up to.

Furthermore, Mimir and Gu Shanhai were often not in the sanctuary, seemingly always out gathering materials.

Vidar once volunteered to help, but was rejected by Mimir, who said it was not something he should be concerned about. As a god of the new world, he should focus his energy on its restoration and development, rather than tasks outside this responsibility.

Mimir spoke so frankly, and Vidar naturally sensed something was amiss. They surely had plans they were concealing from him.

However, he did not delve into it. Although he wanted to argue that Mimir was correct, he also knew the probability of him being able to help was incredibly low. Instead, he'd rather choose to restore the new world ravaged by Fimbulwinter and see if they could rebuild Asgard.

The number of the Aesir is somewhat few. Even counting Mimir, who remains only as a head, they are just five.

"I'm not sure either, but it can be confirmed; they are probably creating treasures to counter the Fimbulwinter." Vidar responded. He actually preferred to refer to it as Fimbulwinter rather than the Frost Star.

"Gu is simply a genius. He could think of using Fimbulwinter to extinguish fires, but its only flaw is the inability to control the Fimbulwinter. Otherwise, it could certainly become a powerful weapon." Wali regretted this somewhat, as he wished for Mimir to turn it into a weapon.

Unfortunately, he was just thinking about it, knowing quite well when things are realistic in this aspect.

If they could truly forge a weapon or treasure, they wouldn't have developed to this situation.

After all, if you can control Fimbulwinter, then why wouldn't you be able to control the burning World Fire?

"Fimbulwinter is so terrifying. Even if it becomes a weapon, it is extremely ominous." Vidar was not foolish, understanding that not everything created was good.

He remembered the disaster brewed by the ring from Nibelungen, how even his father Odin was tempted. Fortunately, Odin resisted the temptation; otherwise, it would have led to catastrophic disaster.

Hearing the word ominous naturally reminded Wali of the ring from Nibelungen, though he did not show it, knowing it wasn't anything good.

"Indeed, it is very ominous." Wali paused before speaking. Besides recalling the ring from Nibelungen, he also thought of Balder, the God of Light, and Bod, the Dark God, who were actually his brothers, both ending up dead at each other's hands.

Of course, technically speaking, Hoder, the Dark God, wasn't legally Wali's brother when killed; Wali had just been born, not yet bathed, thus not considered part of the family.

Yet, in reality, it was still his own doing.

Even if it was for revenge.

"Let's go, we have a lot of places to observe, we can't just stop here." Vidar quickly shifted the topic.

They walked upon the slushy snow, the wind blowing past still chilly.

Nevertheless, with their strong physiques as the God Race, they weren't afraid of the cold.

Still, when chilled, they would drink to warm themselves.

Very synchronously, they took out strong liquor and swallowed a mouthful.

With the liquor warming their stomachs, they felt their bodies warm and dispelled their foul mood, making them appear spirited.

"The life buried beneath this land is far more plentiful than I imagined." Vidar unearthed a large chunk of gold, which was a pleasant surprise for him.

"There's gold here, it's simply amazing." Wali quickly dug into the ground and also found a piece: "There must be a significant gold mine here, not buried deeply."

"This is good news."

The emergence of a gold mine is an absolute boost for the surviving Aesir.

However, they haven't realized one thing yet, which is that the current value of gold is more for viewing; its original economic value has long disappeared.

As for its magic value or material value, there is some, but not much.

Four rough people, where do they have the skills to use gold for enchanting or crafting equipment?

"Since there is a gold mine, there must be other mineral deposits. If we can find an iron mine, that would be even better." Vidar's face rarely showed joy. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Gold mines are of economic value, but iron is different; it is strategic.

Without iron, they can't even craft weapons or armor.

Without equipment, this makes the ever-brave ones somewhat at a loss. Their original weapons and armor were damaged in previous battles, so when they came to the new world, they only wore some clothes, and their usual contests were just regular hand-to-hand combat.

In their eyes, this is just minor skirmishing and not satisfying at all.

Therefore, as long as they find an iron mine, they can fully smelt the needed equipment themselves.

"This good news must be shared with Mimir. I'm sure they'll be very happy." Vidar didn't forget to share the news.

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"Did you really bury a vein of gold?" Mimir was somewhat incredulous.

"Not just that, I also buried silver and iron mines to divert their attention. Otherwise, if they discover our plan, they might make a fuss." Gu Shanhai naturally knew that their upcoming actions were nothing short of outrageous.

Were Vidar and the others to find out that he and Mimir planned to melt down the Silver Hall of Asgard and the Supreme Throne, and use the bodies of Odin, Thor, and others as raw materials, not even sparing the Nibelungen ring,

there would certainly be a big disturbance. They definitely wouldn't want Gu Shanhai and Mimir to do such things.

"You really invested heavily, didn't think you'd actually bury it down there." Mimir remarked, and in his eyes, this was truly generous.

In Norse mythology, the God Race and giants are more like a bunch of powerful humans, with desires, likes, and dislikes, so their love for gold is self-evident.

Burying a gold mine, if it were before Ragnarok, would have sparked a conflict.

"For the plan, one must pay a price." Gu Shanhai said, but in reality, not only did he not lose out, he made a significant profit.

Through the transformation of materials, whether gold, silver, or iron mines, all were paid for by the new world itself. In fact, during the transformation, Gu Shanhai even took a cut.

The cost was borne by the new world, the benefits were taken by Vidar and others, and Gu Shanhai also took a share, with the only one losing being the new world.

In other aspects, not a bit was lost.

This made the already impoverished world even worse off, originally capable of lasting a hundred years, now left with only eighty at most.

However, Gu Shanhai didn't care; even if the entire world crumbled into a shard world, he could still continue living. It's just a matter of the size of the venue.

If worse comes to worst, he could move into the Dual-star Celestial Body, as long as he had a base to experiment and learn, he would be content without high demands.

As long as there was land, the rest, whether construction or equipment, he could provide himself.

"I always thought this wasn't part of your plan." Mimir said with admiration.

This statement was very tactful.

Less tactful would be saying, you're usually so stingy, yet this time you spent money.

"Originally, it wasn't, but to speed up progress, I had to part with some wealth to avoid disaster." Gu Shanhai appeared deeply troubled, as if he had lost everything.

Discretion in financial matters was something Gu Shanhai was very mindful of. Otherwise, if others found out about his wealth, what if they decided to rob him?

"Where should we head next?"

"Go and look for the fuel burning from Siegfried's body, or to the Silver Hall of Asgard?" Mimir asked.

Gu Shanhai pondered for a moment, then said, "First, let's find the fuel. If we're late and it gets frozen by the Destructive Frost, it'll be troublesome."

This Destructive Frost was not the later version, but his own version, much more powerful, so it could indeed freeze it.

"Okay, then let's head to Midgard first." Mimir originally intended for Gu Shanhai to choose, not to decide where he wanted to go; therefore, whether going to the Silver Hall in Asgard or finding Siegfried's body in Midgard, it didn't matter.