"I'm very sorry, I don't have much of this kind of peanut chocolate, but I still have wine!"

"liquor!?"

【liquor!?】

【He has wine!】

There is no need to translate it at all. When everyone saw Bai Gang take out a kettle and everyone's eyes were straight!

Maybe the kettle contains water!?

joke!

Everyone is adults, and this idea is too naive!

And just now, our Count of Monte Cristo brought out delicious peanut sandwich chocolate, which is an exotic aristocratic food. Since this bottle of wine was taken out with peanut sandwich chocolate, it must be a fine wine of the same level!

"Gudu."

The group of people in the expedition team were veterans who came out of the battlefield. The longer they lived in this kind of killing life, the more they needed alcohol to numb themselves. So Sawy, who had a lot of objection to Baigang, stared at the kettle with his eyes fixed on him.

For ordinary soldiers at Storm Base, this special wine pot is not unfamiliar with it. It is filled with strong wine, and you can choose the types of them. However, every time you open the lid, there will be an electronic record, and every sip, there will be a traffic record.

Of course, there was no such restriction for Baigang, who robbed the supply station, and he smashed all the flow meters.

Because there was no suitable wine glass, Baigang unscrewed the wine pot and let the indigenous people drink it.

The captain of the expedition team, Paladin Dilitean, took the bottle and leaned against his nose, and his face changed immediately. Without saying a word, he quickly drank it into his mouth.

The new domain is a war-torn world. The long-term war always makes it lack of enough food here. People are frantically collecting everything they can eat, so high-level wine that requires a large amount of food is very, very precious!

Usually, everyone drinks a kind of "cold green wine" made of wild grasses, full of green grasses, and there is indeed alcohol in it, but the taste is... it's fine if you don't mention it.

The wines in the new domain are so scarce that the dwarf ale that Bai Gang and the others just drank can be classified as mid-range wines, which was only achieved through the relationship between the dwarf hot stove.

Unlike the "cold green wine" and "dwarf ale" that were cold after drinking it, Dilitean seemed to be about to burn after a mouthful of Erguotou, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a taste he has never experienced before! In this shady and cold ghost place, this kind of strong wine can help his life at critical moments! He has made up his mind that if he can go back alive, he will buy a bottle with the White Earl, no matter how expensive it is.

After the kettle was passed around in the hands of the indigenous people, the original awkward atmosphere between the two sides disappeared. Except for the entangled Soya, every indigenous person had a kind smile on his face.

Wine is indeed a magical tool for men to build relationships!

Dilitean asked Annu to pass the pendant and put it on her body, and said:

"Earl Bai, do you hear Annu say you plan to join the expedition?"

Bai Gang nodded: "That's right, I want to fight against the undead with you!"

Dilitean sighed and said:

"I am very grateful to the Count for your generous hospitality, but I have to say that what we are currently on is a arduous expedition, each of us, I mean every one! They all came with the determination to die. This is not a noble-style trip to the mountains and rivers!

Before us, two expeditions had tried to destroy the portal of the Undead, but the defense there was too tight and they all failed. Now tell me, are you going to come again!?"

Bai Gang sighed and looked at Dilit Ann with a firm look.

"Are you going to come again? Haha. I have asked myself the same question for almost twenty years! I have to ask myself almost every day, and my answer is the same every time - I want to go!

I am very rich and very rich. If I focus most of my energy on making money, it is not a problem to buy one or two small countries. In China, I will be grandly received wherever I go. As long as I think, I can live the most luxurious and most eye-catching life in the whole world.

But my soul tells me that there is an enemy that I have to face in my entire life, that is the undead! I want to kill them all with my hands! I have been training myself for this goal for twenty years!"

Dilitean stared at Bai Gang's eyes for a long time, and finally sighed long and said, "Now I will not doubt your determination at all. At least in spirit, you are the same warrior as us. But... to be honest, the battle on the Dead Portal will probably be very fierce. I don't want to bring a burden with you. Do you understand? In any case, you must at least prove that you have the ability to protect yourself. We will not be distracted to take care of you at that time."

"It doesn't matter." Bai Gang smiled, "No one is willing to hand over his back to a rookie in an extremely dangerous battle. If the minimum limit is to protect himself, then I have no problem."

"Earl White, can you tell us what you are best at?" Dilit Ann asked.

Bai Gang thought for a while and replied: "Sword technique, and some alchemy products with magical effects."

After Dilitan translated Bai Gang's statement to others, it immediately caused a lot of discussion, especially Sawyer shouted something, which attracted everyone's laughter.

After everyone was quiet, Dilitean continued to ask Bai Gangdao:

"Bai Earl, do you really not fight the angrily? If you have been practicing for twenty years, you will never be able to fight the angrily at all."

Bai Gang shrugged.

"I really don't know how to fight, but my [God-given Power] is at the maximum level."

“…”

Dilitean didn't know what to say, [God-given Power] What the hell is the maximum level? This Baigang is clearly joking!

Since the creation of [God-given Power] magic, no one has practiced to the full level, including its creator!

[God-given Power] is the most basic one of the strengthening magic. Although many advanced magics are used as the basic model afterwards, the better the practice of [God-given Power], the easier it will be to practice, and the greater the power of the corresponding high-level magic.

It can be said that the rough [Heavenly Power] and the full-level [Heavenly Power] can be dozens of times less effective when practicing until the most advanced [Heavenly Power] is finally used!

But...even if [God-given Power] is so important, it is also one of the most difficult magic to practice. It is easy to learn, but extremely difficult to master! It is impossible without seven or eight years of continuous practice day and night! Which magician has such leisure and leisure to let so many better magic be practiced without practicing but holding the lowest level of magic for seven or eight years!?

Such a person has long died on the battlefield!

The average lifespan of Anglias is only more than thirty to forty years old, and magicians are better, but for most low-level mages, it is rare to live safely to sixty or seventy years old, because they have passed the apprenticeship stage and have to go to the battlefield!

And [God-given Power] is one of the most useless mage skills on the battlefield! Of course, the battlefield on the bed is calculated separately.

You can only use it for yourself (they are magicians who do not rely on their muscles and brains!), without direct damage, and the gain effect is not obvious (relative to subsequent magic), who can use it!?
Chapter completed!