Act 38 White Steel's Luck
"I'm sorry, I don't have a lot of this peanut praline, but I still have wine!"
"Wine!?"
γWine!? γ
[He has wine!] γ
There was no need to translate at all, and everyone's eyes were straight when they saw Bai Gang take out a kettle!
Maybe the kettle is filled with water!?
Joke!
Everyone is an adult, and this idea is too naΓ―ve!
And just now our Count of Monte Cristo has brought out a delicious peanut prawline chocolate, an exotic aristocratic food, since this bottle of wine is taken out with peanut praline chocolate, it must also be a high-grade wine!
"Goo."
A group of people in the expedition team are all veterans of the battlefield, and the longer they live in this kind of killing life, the more they need alcohol to numb themselves, so Sawyer, who has a lot of opinions about Bai Gang, stares directly at the kettle.
This special flask is no stranger to the ordinary soldiers of the storm base, it is filled with spirits, the type is optional, but there will be an electronic record every time the lid is opened, and there will be a flow record for every sip.
Of course, there was no such restriction for Baigang, who ransacked the supply station, and he smashed all the flow meters.
Because there was no suitable wine glass, White Steel unscrewed the flask for the aborigines to pass it on.
The captain of the expedition, Paladin Dilitan, took the wine bottle and put it to his nose, his face immediately changed, and without saying a word, he quickly poured it into his mouth.
The new domain is a war-torn world, and the long-term war has always made it impossible to have enough food here, and people are frantically collecting everything they can eat, so the high alcohol that needs to consume a lot of food is very, very precious!
Usually, everyone drinks a kind of "cold green wine" made from the weeds of "wine grass", which is full of green grass, and the alcohol in it is indeed there, but what is the taste...... Don't mention it.
The New Domain's liquor was so scarce that the dwarven ale they had just drunk could be classified as mid-range liquor, and it was only through the dwarven hot stove that it was obtained.
Different from those "cold green wine" and "dwarf ale wine" that were chilled all over after drinking, Dilit'an's whole person seemed to be burning in one sip of two pots, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
It's a taste he's never experienced before! In this damp and cold ghost place, this liquor can save lives at a critical moment! He had already made up his mind that if he could go back alive, he would buy a bottle from the White Earl, no matter how expensive it was.
After the kettle was passed around in the hands of the aborigines, the original awkward atmosphere between the two sides was gone, and except for the tangled Sawya, every aboriginal had a kind smile on their faces.
Wine, sure enough, is an artifact for men to pull relationships!
Dilletian asked Annu to put the pendant on his body, and said:
"Earl White, I heard from Annu that you plan to join the expedition, right?"
Bai Gang nodded: "That's right, I want to fight the undead with you!" β
Dilitian sighed and said:
"I am very grateful for your generous hospitality, Earl, but I must say that what we are now on is an arduous expedition, each and every one of us, and I mean each one! They all came with the determination to die, this is not an aristocratic tour!
Two expeditions have tried to destroy the Undead Portal before us, but the defenses there are so tight that they have failed. Now tell me, are you still coming!? β
Bai Gang sighed and looked at Dilitian with a determined look.
"Do you want to come? Hehe. The same question I've asked myself for almost twenty years! Ask yourself almost every day, and every time I answer the same β I'm going!
I'm rich, very rich, and if I put most of my energy into making money, buying a small country or two wouldn't be a problem at all. In China, I was greeted with great hospitality wherever I went. As long as I want, I can live the most luxurious and high-profile life in the whole world.
But my soul tells me that there is an enemy I have to face in my whole life, and that is the undead! I'm going to kill them all with my hands! For 20 years, I have been training myself all the time for this goal! β
Dilitan stared at Bai Gang's eyes for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh and said, "Now I don't doubt your determination in the slightest, at least mentally, you are a warrior like us." But...... To be honest, I'm afraid the battle on the other side of the undead portal will be very fierce, and I don't want to carry a burden, you know? In any case, you must at least prove that you are capable of self-preservation, and it is impossible for us to be distracted to take care of you when the time comes. β
"It doesn't matter." Bai Gang smiled, "No one wants to give their back to a rookie in an extremely dangerous battle, if at least it's just self-preservation, then I don't have any problem." β
"Earl White, can you tell us what you're best at?" Dillithian asked.
Bai Gang thought for a moment and replied, "Sword technique, and some alchemy products with magical effects. β
When Dilitian translated Bai Gang's statement to the others, it immediately caused a lot of discussion, especially Sawyer, who shouted something, and then caused everyone to laugh.
After everyone was quiet, Di Litean continued to ask Bai Gangdao:
"Earl White, are you really not vindictive? If you've been exercising for 20 years, you're probably not going to have no fighting spirit at all. β
White Steel shrugged.
"It's true that I can't be vindictive, but my [God-given power] is at full level."
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Dilitan doesn't know what to say, what the hell is the [Heavenly Force] full level!? This white steel is clearly blowing nonsense!
Since the creation of the [Heavenly Force] magic, no one, including its creator, has ever practiced it to the maximum level!
[Heaven-Sent Power] is the most basic one of the enhanced magic, although many high-level magic will be based on [Heaven-Sent Power] as the basic model, the better the [Heaven-Sent Power] will be practiced after the cultivation will be easier, and the corresponding high-level magic will be more powerful.
It can be said that the crude [Heavenly Divine Power] and the full-level [Heavenly Divine Power] can be dozens of times worse when cultivating to the final use of the highest level [Heavenly Divine Power]!
But...... Even though the Heaven-Sent Force is so important, it is also one of the most difficult spells to practice, easy to learn and extremely difficult to master! Without seven or eight years of constant practice day and night, it would have been impossible! What magician would have this kind of leisure, put so many better magic, don't practice, but cling to the lowest level of magic practice for seven or eight years!?
Such people have long since died on the battlefield!
The average life expectancy of Anglians is only in their thirties to forty years, and magicians are better, but for most low-level mages, it is rare for them to survive to the age of sixty or seventy, because they will go to war after the apprenticeship stage!
And [Heavenly Force] is one of the most useless mage skills on the battlefield! Of course, the battlefield in bed is different.
You can only use it for yourself (they don't rely on muscles but on brains!) ), no direct damage, the buff effect is not obvious (relative to follow-up magic), who uses it!?
The cruel living environment makes the people of the Anglia Continent quite anxious for quick success in the choice of cultivation, and only the special case of Bai Gang will always hold on to the [Heaven-Sent Power] when there is no other magic to learn, and the [Heaven-Sent Power] will be exercised to perfection by luck.