Chapter 294 Life is like a drama, the focus is on acting!
Chapter 294 Life is like a play, acting is important!
On the day Chen Mo left the port, the Gray Harbor was crowded with people. The Gondor dwarves, Rohan, and even the big bosses from all the forces in Riverdale City came. For those who couldn't come, important envoys were also sent.
Chen Mo has made a name for himself in Middle-earth. From the Gushan expedition to the Great War in Middle-earth, his bravery and heroic demeanor have been deeply engraved in the hearts of many who have witnessed it.
Aragon, who came to see Chen Mo off in person with a crown on his head, directly stated that a statue of Chen Mo was already being made and would be placed in the Holy White Tree Square in Gondor.
"Gandalf is also going to write some words for you himself!"
Aragorn's attitude was sincere, but Chen Mo always felt that something was wrong. But because there were so many people coming to say hello, he didn't ask Aragorn what the word was. It wasn't until he arrived in Valinor that he knew what Gandalf had written for him.
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"From the Lonely Mountain to Mordor, our forever good friend and mighty warrior, Serent!"
When Chen Mo saw this, he wanted to go back to Middle-earth and rub Gandalf against the sculpture, but it was too late!
In addition to Aragorn, King Théoden of Rohan also arrived at Gray Harbor. He presented Chen Mo with a saber inlaid with precious gems as a thank you for Chen Mo's efforts in reducing the casualties in Rohan.
"You are always welcome in Rohan!"
King Théoden's words were not false at all. Chen Mo's help to Rohan would be unforgettable for their entire lives. If Théoden's niece had not been flirting with Faramir of Gondor, Théoden would have wanted to bring her and Chen Mo together.
As for the Lonely Mountain dwarves, there is nothing to say. Thorin Oakenshield has nothing but plenty of money. Chen Mo is more resistant to taking money from Lonely Mountain. After all, he is not a shameless person. He has already been in Lonely Mountain before.
Shanjin had received his reward, but he couldn't resist the dwarf's sincerity and lack of heart. If others threatened Chen Mo, then I would kill you if you believe it or not, but the dwarf threatened Chen Mo.
"If you don't take the money, I'll shave Gimli's beard!"
In order to prevent Jinli from turning into a beardless wimp at such a young age, Chen Mo had no choice but to accept mountains of gold and silver again. This time, the dwarves were considerate enough to melt him directly into extremely standard gold ingots.
Each piece is a full forty according to dwarven measurement units.
Kilograms, there are countless such gold ingots. In addition, Chen Mo also has about one kilogram of mithril, which is the latest precious metal excavated from Gushan. Because Chen Mo’s weapon was damaged, Thorin specifically asked Gandalf to find the giant gold ingot.
Eagle's help came all the way for Chen Mo.
However, in line with the concept of "everyone for one, one for everyone", Chen Mo gave some pointers on the development direction of dwarf firearms. Perhaps in a dozen years, the dwarf iron foot army will become all dwarf iron gunmen.
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Because there were too many people giving gifts, the ship's departure time was delayed again and again. In the end, the Lord of Gray Harbor, Qildan, couldn't sit still. After some mediation, Chen Mo was able to get away from the pile of gifts.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Chen Mo stood at the stern of the ship. The shadow of the Middle-earth continent was getting smaller and smaller. Soon, he could not even see the horizon clearly. Until this moment, Chen Mo sighed silently.
"Leave!"
The elven ships did not sail on the ocean for too long, because the gods locked and encrypted the coordinates of Aman. People with permission can arrive here quickly no matter where they go to sea, but those without permission can arrive here quickly.
Even if you stay at sea for a lifetime, it will be difficult to get a glimpse of this mysterious land.
Chen Mo understood this approach of the gods. After all, there were fools who wanted to come to the Western Continent and become conquerors.
When the ship passed through the mysterious and misty sea fog, a huge city that looked extremely novel appeared in front of Chen Mo. Looking around, the first thing that caught his eye was the majestic lighthouse that looked like it connected the sky and the earth. Chen Mo last time He had already seen this marvelous building in Yiru's room. Now looking at it from another angle, Chen Mo had only one idea in his mind.
"How much cement will be used to build this tower?"
Before he could figure out the reason, a carriage pulled by an elf war horse had descended from the sky, and a handsome elf very respectfully invited Chen Mo to get on the carriage.
"The great Yiru has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Uh, I'm sorry to trouble you!"
After Chen Mo got in the car, he looked at this guy who looked familiar but not sure, and thought for a long time, and then asked.
"Have we met before?"
"Of course, I am Saruman!"
The expression on the elf's face was very relaxed, but his answer shocked Chen Mo.
"I thought that when you returned to Valinor, you would be imprisoned in a pig pen and put in a sheep pen, and you would be imprisoned for a hundred years before you could be released!"
"In Valinor, there is nothing like what you are talking about!"
Saruman smiled bitterly. In this place where great gods are everywhere, and there are as many gods as dogs, the fact that he is responsible for pulling the carriage already explains the problem, because there is no other punishment in Valinor. Exiling Saruman is cheap. He was convinced, so Eru simply asked Saruman to serve the entire Valinor and contribute his own sweat. He could not change his place until he paid off his sins.
"You tell me, why do you want to follow Sauron?"
Chen Mo shook his head. Now Gandalf can live in Saruman's place unscrupulously, use the other party's furniture, and get praise from time to time. Saruman is really losing more and more. He is simply losing!
"That's all in the past!"
Saruman kept silent and no longer mentioned the embarrassing things he had done. He concentrated on driving the Elven War Horse, flexibly shuttled between various buildings or towers suspended in the sky, and soon reached the highest point of Valinor. The Divine Hall, here, is Yi Ru's residence. Last time Chen Mo left in a hurry and didn't even visit here much. This time he made up his mind to stay for a few days no matter what!
After sending Chen Mo to his location, the coachman Saruman left again, but before leaving, he did not forget to leave a whistle for Chen Mo, which was equivalent to the taxi's contact information.
Chen Mo also accepted the whistle and prepared to send a package to Gandalf so that he could blow it all day long.
Then Chen Mo took a step forward, preparing to complain to Master Yiru. When he was about to enter the other party's room, Chen Mo suddenly stopped. Under the stunned gazes of the servants of gods outside, he put on his tattered combat clothes. He put on the vest and other equipment, and then carried the Holy Light Judgment and Hell Warrior on his back, which were too damaged to be used. After all the work was done, Chen Mo stumbled open the door of the hall, and then cried. He rolled into the hall like a roll.
"Boss Yiru, you have to make the decision for me!"