Jin Shaolan climbed the stairs down. In the hall downstairs, there were already seven or eight guests scattered around. The corners of Jin Shaolan's eyes jumped. Most of these people are dressed in the style of Warcraft World, but from their mannerisms and expressions, it is obvious that they are modern people like Jin Shaolan. Not only that, but the two of the people carrying guns on their backs were not the steam guns or powder guns that are common in World of Warcraft, but the two semi-automatic rifles that Jin Shaolan had seen in reality - models, he was a director anyway. Obviously, they were contractors like him.

Jin Shaolan walked to the bar silently, and the tavern owner grinned at him and waved his hand; In order to avoid misunderstanding, he temporarily put down the cup in his hand when he made this action:

"Good day, sir! What do you want to do today, good sir? Lordan Lam rice is a great wake-up wine, or, perhaps, you'd like a Ford cuvée? That's ......."

With a "bang", the little girl next to him put the wine glass on the table. "Drunkard! Hum! She said, wrinkling her beautiful little nose, and then pulled the hem of her skirt and curtsy seriously: "Good day, Mr. Elf, you are so beautiful!" Would you like a drink? ”

The little girl specially bit the word "drink" very hard, and Jin Shaolan couldn't help laughing. "Good day, Orison. Good day, little lady, can you please give me a cup of mint honey tea? ”

The little girl's face suddenly opened into a bright smile, and the candle flame in the hall seemed to suddenly turn into bright sunshine. She swirled and waved her little hand like a nimble little Kali bird, and in an instant a cup of fragrant and clear honey tea was delivered to him, two cut mint leaves dripping verdant, suspended in the pale golden tea. A sweet aroma is refreshing.

"You're a good man, Mr. Elf!" The little girl did not hesitate to give him her greatest compliment, "No wonder you are so beautiful!" She jumped out of the back of the bar and led Jin Shaolan to sit in what seemed to her the best position.

"John (that's the name of Orison, the tavernkeeper) is my dad!"

The little girl said proudly that she sat opposite Jin Shaolan, and she also took a glass of juice and took a sip of it: "But he actually opened a tavern!" Wine and bar! Drunkards come and go all day long. Hum! ”

Jin Shaolan just listened quietly with a gentle smile. He had already felt the benefits of the racial disguise that the space had specially given him. Although he is a charismatic elder with three times the value of ordinary people, if he still looks like the original image of a "lackluster European strong man" (he doesn't know that he should have been disguised as the introverted Oriental in the eyes of other contractors now), I am afraid that at least the children will hide in the corner and sneak a glance at him from time to time and whisper to themselves, "Mom said that the uncles who look very kind and amiable are all stealing children"!

But he was an elf - the friendship between the High Elven Kingdom and the Human Realm was still strong at the moment, and they saw each other as reliable partners and comrades-in-arms, and most of these scholars who were obsessed with knowledge, art, and magic did have good intentions towards a short-lived race like humans. He could see that the characters he had just met not only had a great impression of him, but were also willing to take the initiative to share what they knew with him.

"Actually, I hate drunkards, Mr. Elf!"

The eight-year-old boy said to him like an adult: "When I grow up, I will be a real lady, so that the drunkards will not even dare to look at me!" I'm going to go to the big city, one of the prettiest big cities — well, probably as pretty as Dalaran where my dad took me......"

The little girl revered, her eyelashes flickering over her two big eyes:

"I'll open a store in a big city, and it's going to be the best store! It's like Daddy's shop is so great, um,"

She hesitated for a moment, then pouted again: "Of course, a shop that doesn't sell alcohol!" Don't sell alcohol, don't sell alcohol! ”

There was a good-natured laugh among the patrons in the tavern. Taking advantage of this opportunity, several eyes invariably fell on Jin Shaolan. Jin Shaolan still had a look of listening carefully, and also swept the hall with the corner of her eye.

The few guests who had gone to the door before the hostess had already gone downstairs, and like other drinkers, they had found a seat to sit down for a drink. Judging by the outfits, they should also be contractors. Just now, a few of them were just trying to figure out how much Jin Shaolan's charm value had reached when he talked and laughed with the characters in the plot so harmoniously, so they would probably consider what attitude to face him in the plot of this mission.

After all, this is a peaceful scenario. And people with high charisma and good at dealing with plot characters are always in demand - look at the goblin players in the online game World of Warcraft! At the beginning, in order to be able to refine the precious bottle of sand and let himself fly into the sky as a young dragon of sand and stone, those goblin players who had the ability to bargain with NPCs to buy the necessary materials "Burning Steel Crystal Bottle" and "Sand of Time" at a 20% discount were surrounded by enthusiastic tribal alchemists almost every day when they went online, and even the alliance players of the opposing camps also built a trumpet to ask for purchasing - they would lose some money by reselling it back through a neutral auction house, and the alliance players only saved a discount on money. But that's enough to save 2,300 glittering gold coins! The Holy Light is above! At that time, 2,300 gold coins were exchanged with other players, and they could be exchanged for a point card with a denomination of 30 yuan!

Soon, as more and more customers entered the tavern, the little daughter of the proprietor Orison ran back to the back of the bar, and although she said angrily, "I hate drunkards who get drunk early in the morning", the little girl still very seriously greeted the guests for the hostess and Orison. Because the first floor was gradually filled, the three contractors who had just entered the door saw at a glance the empty space left by the little girl when she ran away.

"Hi, hello, brother!" A cheerful white man with a big smile, a high nose, a dark complexion, and curly black hair came up to him and asked, gesturing exaggeratedly with his two hands, "I guess you might not mind if I sat here with my two buddies?" ”

"Ah, of course not. You please. Jin Shaolan said with a smile, he thought to himself that the robe on his body was only very deceptive: the aesthetics of the high elves tended to be exquisite, elegant, and gorgeous, and at the beginning in the game, the blood elves gray novice robe without attributes was equivalent to the blue (excellent) quality robe of level 20 of the human map. On the one hand, he disguises his image as an elf from head to toe in the eyes of the characters in the plot, and in the eyes of other contractors, he is a typical Oriental; On the other hand, his clothing did not change in either state.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, Jin Shaolan is an Oriental with black hair, yellow skin and black eyes, dressed in a bright red mage robe, and the collar, placket and cuffs are inlaid with a three-inch wide navy blue material, which is woven with gold threads with exquisite and elegant patterns - symbolizing noble red and gold, symbolizing elegance and deep navy blue. "Oriental Mysterious Country" refers to Jin Shaolan's motherland or the Shaolang Empire, and it is not for outsiders. Probably, there are not a few people who misunderstand him as a veteran because of this dress. (Shao Lang, The Eastern Empire in "The Forgotten Nation", the customs and civilization are similar to those of ancient China.) ）