Eitri sat on a large barrel, smiling apologetically. "Godking, the Dwarves don't possess the powerful inherited Divine Power you have. We rely entirely on our hands, we know nothing but drinking and forging."
Eitri, who was a full four meters tall, seemed as awkward as a child in front of Aaron. His large hands had nowhere to rest. He kept squirming on the barrel, unable to get comfortable.
Aaron had originally been trying to indirectly inquire about the Divine Power of Nidavellir. However, Eitri's answer was very disappointing. At least Eitri didn't know what the power they inherited actually was and they also disliked fighting. They grew so tall for nothing.
Seeing this, a reluctant Aaron melted a portion of Eitri's hair.
[Forging Master: You have mastered the Dwarf race's forging technique, and can easily control energy to create various equipment.]
[Power of the Dwarves: You have gained the inherited wisdom and skill of forging from the Dwarf race. Your wisdom and thinking have greatly improved, your focus has strengthened, and your brain flexibility has further increased.]
So the Dwarves did have an inherited power, but this power was more about brain development.
This was not just wisdom in forging, it was just that the Dwarves preferred to use this inherited power in forging and achieved astonishing success.
In fact, this power could even be called the wisdom power of the World Tree.
The Dwarves could clearly have used it in other fields and would have achieved great improvements. However, they did not do so, completely wasting this inherited talent.
They even lost their self-protection capabilities, becoming powerless to resist external invaders once they lost Asgard's protection.
So that's how it is.
Aaron's face remained impassive.
He bid farewell to the uneasy Eitri and then approached Sif and Queen Karnilla of the Norns.
During this time, these two women had become good friends, exchanging experiences with each other.
Seeing Aaron walk towards them, their eyes lit up. The two exchanged glances, raised their wine glasses, and simultaneously approached Aaron.
Karnilla subtly glanced at the three female transformers and Quintessa.
"Are these new sisters? You are as powerful as ever."
Karnilla wasn't jealous, weakness was the original sin. As long as they accepted the fact of their own weakness, they wouldn't be angry no matter how many Aaron found.
There was nothing they could do, they had lost so completely.
Arcee, Chromia and Elita were very confused.
Quintessa was deep in thought.
Aaron shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Arcee and the others are Cybertronians. Quintessa is a life form from another planet. Strictly speaking, they are robots."
Sif was startled, looking at the four suspiciously.
Karnilla was full of disbelief. "They are clearly emitting the scent of flesh and blood, you can't fool a powerful magic user."
"Who said robots can't turn into humans?"
Aaron gently touched her forehead. "As a great sorceress, don't you know about certain animation spells or life-transformation magic?"
Karnilla rolled her eyes. "At least the Nine Realms don't have such magic."
Since Arcee and the others were robots, Karnilla relaxed, actively linking her left arm with Aaron's, and generously allowed his arm to sink in.
Karnilla winked at Sif, who hesitated for a moment before linking arms with her free hand.
Karnilla leaned close and whispered, "Maybe we can get down to some fun business."
Asgard's automatic mode activated.
Arcee's trio looked at each other.
Chromia asked softly, "Should we still follow them?"
Arcee glared at her. "What do you think?"
Elita hesitated. "Uh... is it okay for a robot and a human?"
"What are you thinking?!" Arcee was greatly alarmed.
"The creator is a robot, and those two women are humans. This is absolutely insane."
Elita's eyes flickered. "Then... is it okay for a robot and a robot?"
!!!
Elita, something is wrong with you!
Quintessa teased, "Since you're curious, why don't you go try it? They say that's the happiest thing."
"In your current human bodies, perhaps you can experience a joy that you could never feel as robots."
Her voice was like the whisper of a demon, filled with endless temptation. "Moreover... that is the great creator, you know?"
"For the great creator, offering everything, including your own bodies, should be acceptable, right?"
Elita was stirring with desire while Arcee and Chromia were greatly shocked.
Come to think of it, that makes a lot of sense.
No, this person is already abnormal!
It would be hard to face Aaron's gaze calmly ever again. The creator viewed them as his creations, yet they were thinking about how to get intimate with him.
It was truly insane!
In the end, Arcee's trio followed, but they did not barge in. They stood outside the door like three guardians.
Karnilla seemed to know about the three robot bodyguards outside and deliberately acted very wildly.
Of course, in reality, it was indeed very wild.
Listening to the sensual sounds coming through the door, the three felt strange in their bodies. It was as if they were on fire and their whole bodies felt feverish.
After an unknown amount of time passed, Aaron walked out of the room, still feeling unsatisfied.
"Let's go, we're heading to Earth now."
"Yes, creator..."
The three walked slowly.
They all kept their heads lowered, afraid to look at Aaron.
"What's wrong?"
"N-nothing!"
The three shook their heads simultaneously.
They certainly didn't dare tell the truth. However, they didn't know why but lying in front of the creator gave them a feeling of guilt, but internally, it was even more stimulating.
Quintessa had opened Pandora's Box. Yet, the three were utterly oblivious. They could only follow their instincts.
Aaron took the three, found Quintessa, and left Asgard, returning to Aaron Industries.
As for Jetfire and the others, he wasn't planning on calling them. They would represent Cybertron in building good neighborly relations with other realms.
Judging by Laufey's beaming expression, the effort was very successful.
At least this Frost Giant, whose name made people tremble, finally knew how to smile.
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"Boss?!"
Seeing Aaron return, Felicia was quite happy.
Gwen in the office, along with assistants Kitty, Anna, and Clarice, were all greatly encouraged.
And of course, there was Ava.
Ava, having shed her Ghost Suit and put on an OL professional outfit, had a distinctive charm. However, having been trained as a weapon her whole life, she was clearly still unaccustomed to this lightweight clothing.
This was because Felicia had deliberately designed it as a convenient battle uniform.
Easy to change, and also convenient for Aaron to...
Ava recalled the earnest teachings of Senior "Black Cat" in her mind.
She bit her lip and looked at Aaron. Did she really have to do that?
Thinking it over, perhaps this was a necessary action to be a good secretary.
Of course, now was not the time.