[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d":3,"chapter-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-51":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of All Heavens: From a Wasteland Farm to a Divine Court of Myriad Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2344244,4582,"Chapter 51: The Forge Reignites: The Dwarf","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>The \"Thornheart\" territory, like tenacious thorns growing on scorched earth, had planted its first roots amid the ruins. The steady pulse of the Heart of the Earth Vein resembled the steady breath of the land itself; orange-red light seeped through fissures, spreading warmth and hope across the once-dead hollow. Dark golden thorn root networks enveloped the core area, shielding it from the desolation and radiation of the Wasteland, forming a relatively safe sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrench entered an unprecedented state of frenzy. He darted around the Earth Vein fissure and the energy roots, his beady eyes gleaming, spittle flying from his mouth as he frantically sketched blueprints on a salvaged half-rusted metal plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look, Boss Lin Mo!” Wrench proudly displayed his doodles to Lin Mo. “Phase One of ‘Thornheart’! Core—Earth Vein Furnace! Using the fissure’s geothermal fire and the Heart of the Earth Vein’s energy to directly smelt Fire-Grain Steel! Efficiency is… uh… ten thousand times higher than before! Next to it is the ‘Root Energy Tower,’ converting Earth Vein energy into stable electricity! Beside that is the ‘Stone Wall,’ built from smelted Fire-Grain Steel! Unbreakable! And—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo looked at the crooked, wildly imaginative yet surprisingly feasible lines on the metal plate and nodded. Wrench’s mad imagination had finally found its stage now that he had a stable energy source and materials (the Fire-Grain Steel vein lay right beside the fissure). “First, solve the water supply and Ali’s injury,” he interrupted Wrench’s torrent, his voice steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Water? Easy!” Wrench slapped his head. “There’s high-temperature steam beside the Earth Vein fissure! Condense it! Filter it! Add Lingna’s ‘Starlight Moss’ to purify it! Guaranteed sweeter than old-world bottled mineral water!” He pointed to a relatively low-lying area in the hollow, once baked dry by geothermal fire, where wisps of white vapor now rose from the fissure’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Starlight Moss…” Lingna stared at the few pale-gold tender shoots stubbornly surviving at the edge of the root domain, her small face serious. “They… like warmth… they like clean steam… I can feel it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then it’s yours, Lingna,” Lin Mo said, ruffling her hair. The girl’s affinity for plants might be the second key to the territory’s revival, after the Heart of the Earth Vein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo walked over to Ali. She remained unconscious, but her breathing had steadied considerably. The wound on her chest, bathed in the lunar silver aura, no longer bled; the purple patterns along its edges had further faded. He gently placed his hand on her forehead, channeling the power of the [Seed of Life], blending it with the gentle nourishing energy of the root domain, slowly infusing it into her. He sensed a new, cold, resilient force within her battling the lingering decay and corruption—and his life energy acted like lubricant, accelerating the purification process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a rhythmic, thunderous knocking echoed through the Thorn Channel node deep within his consciousness! It was not a mental impression—it felt more like… some physical entity striking against the barrier of space?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo focused his mind, sensing the channel node. The stable channel, like a root spanning the void, connected to the dead, withered forest on the other end. Now, within the “soil” of the channel node’s spirit world side, something was desperately… digging? Knocking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be…” Lin Mo’s eyes flickered with surprise and anticipation. He guided the power of the [Seed of Life], carefully injecting it into the channel node, like offering guidance and strength to the digger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump-thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knocking grew clearer, stronger! Fine ripples began to form on the space barrier of the channel node. Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, metallic glinting conical tip violently pierced through the spirit world side of the channel node’s space barrier! Immediately after, a massive hand, wrapped in thick leather gloves, corded with muscle and scarred by burns, gripped a short-handled heavy hammer and slammed it down onto the conical shaft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like shattering glass! An irregular, one-person-wide hole, its edges shimmering with emerald thorn-light patterns, was forcibly carved open beside the channel node!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short, stout figure, reeking of smoke, oil, and rock dust, burst through the hole and landed heavily on the scorched earth of Thornheart territory!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood under one meter forty tall but was as broad as a wall. His fiery red beard, like a burning thicket, obscured most of his face, leaving only a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes—bloodshot yet blazing with intensity. He wore thick leather armor caked in grease and rock fragments, over which hung a leather apron riddled with burn holes from sparks. Two short-handled hammers, their heads square and gleaming with dull metallic luster, were crossed on his back. Most striking was his right hand—a cold, gleaming mechanical prosthetic, its intricate structure now gripping a still-smoking breach-drill cone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft! Damn space dust! Even worse than the goblin miners’ tunnels!” The dwarf spat out ash, his voice booming like a blacksmith’s hammer, shaking the air. He raised his mechanical hand, wiped his face, revealing a weathered, wrinkled but fiercely alert visage. His sharp hawk eyes swept the surroundings—the blackened earth, the dark golden thorn roots, the pulsing orange-red glow deep in the fissure, Lin Mo, Wrench, Lingna, the unconscious Ali… then locked onto the “Earth Vein Arbiter” blade planted in the ground beside him, and the energy roots surrounding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! Strong geothermal stench! And… the sour rot of spirit thorns?” The dwarf sniffed, his eyes blazing. “This is it! The beacon lit by that little girl, Liyana! And this blade… hmm, molten lava for its bones, thorns for its soul, moonlight tempered on its edge? Impressive! Who forged this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode up to Lin Mo, head raised, meeting his gaze without fear, and extended his left hand—calloused, weathered, powerful. “I’m Copperbeard! Last anvil of the Hill Clan! Following the final guidance of Priestess Liyana, I braved the withered mist and damn space rifts to find the lord of ‘Thornheart’! You’re him, boy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo looked at the dwarf radiating the resilience of stone and the heat of a forge, sensing the familiarity and reverence in his words for Liyana. His last doubts vanished. He reached out and clasped Copperbeard’s massive, calloused hand with firm strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Mo. Lord of Thornheart. Welcome, Master Copperbeard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master? Hah! I’m just a blacksmith!” Copperbeard boomed with laughter, making Lingna cover her ears. His gaze turned to the Earth Vein fissure and the surrounding Fire-Grain Steel ore, his beady eyes igniting with a heat brighter than the Heart of the Earth Vein. “Fine ore! Top-grade Fire-Grain Steel! And a ready-made geothermal furnace! Hahahaha! The heavens haven’t abandoned Copperbeard! They haven’t abandoned the legacy of the Hill Clan! Boy! I’m staying here! Tell me—what do you want forged first? Knife? Sword? Armor? Or… maybe fix this dump into something fit for humans to live in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrival of the dwarf craftsman was like an adrenaline shot to the newborn Thornheart. Copperbeard’s forging skill and experience were invaluable treasures beyond Wrench’s wild imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, another change erupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ali, who had been unconscious, suddenly convulsed violently! The lunar silver aura around her chest blazed intensely, blindingly bright! A cold, sharp, purifying force erupted uncontrollably from her body! Her eyes snapped open—her pupils were no longer deep black, but pure, icy silver! Emotionless, like two frozen full moons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—!” Ali let out a pained, stifled cry, her remaining right hand instinctively grasping the empty air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssssss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A refined, pure lunar silver blade—like a crescent moon materialized from nothing—screamed through the air with a tearing shriek, slashing instantly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Target—the crouching Lingna, who was trying to soothe her!\u003C\u002Fp>",1266,"2026-06-21T00:09:53.357Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e1c04db4b27f0b0b8169d31d4b702817356964afab22a1f932009cb409a4635c","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-52","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-50",247,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-cover.jpg"]