Hundreds of thousands of catties of Red Star Wodega sounded like a very amazing amount, even if it was calculated according to the lowest selling price of the Roland Empire, it was still a big amount that made these natives of the Celestial Ice Fields smack.

But when it comes to the millions of people who have fallen on all of them, it is only a little more than three taels per person, and for the Slavs, a strong nation, there is no such thing as not drinking alcohol, whether men, women, or children.

Fortunately, for this, the little dwarf Lord Modo had already been prepared, and after staying with these Slavs around him for so long, he completely understood that these people were completely walking humanoid barrels.

For them, the two most important things in life are fighting and drinking, even if the girl is in the third position for these people.

After Modo decided to take a trip to the Celestian Ice Field, he planned to buy a large amount of alcohol along the way, and after Modo waved his bottomless money bag and bought out the drinks on the market in several cities in a row, he made the wine merchants love and ruthless.

At the same time, this move also made the stock of various drinks in the space ring of Lord Modo completely be calculated by the number of one million catties, so the members of the War Bear Tribe, who are known as the most powerful and wealthy tribesmen among the Slavs, also experienced the beautiful feeling of letting go of their bellies and drinking freely for the first time in their lives.

In just one dinner, Master Modo completely conquered the millions of Slavs present, and they felt in their hearts that the so-called happy life was not to be able to eat meat and drink a lot of wine......

However, with two lifetimes of different experiences, he was able to build the barren Blackstone Wasteland into a famous steel collar, and Master Modo would never do it, only such a simple action.

Soon he used the facts to tell these natives that even with a little guidance from Master Modo, the life of the Slavs would be turned upside down......

The next morning, it was a rare fine day with a gray sun, and when the sky was just getting dark, this huge settlement seemed to wake up completely in an instant.

Everywhere there were fat Slavic aunts, with voices as loud as the roar of a lion, waking up their men and cubs, and the jingling of spatulas, the sound of preparing breakfast

There was still a lot of meat left over from last night's dinner, and the hungover Slavic women, after getting up in a rare good mood, processed it a little, and it was a rare hearty breakfast.

After they had eaten a little food, they would be driven out of the camp by the tribal elders, and would go out of the camp in the wilderness around them, collecting as much as they could to ignite and burn.

Although last night's dinner was very lively, if nothing else, even the fuel hoarded in the tribe was consumed, and if you don't go out to find some branches, or dried cow dung or something to replenish it, when the time comes, the fuel for heating will not be enough, and you will freeze to death.

It was in the midst of such a noisy sound that the little dwarf Lord Modo was awakened, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his body and body were wrapped in fur that was extremely soft, even in such cold weather, and it was extremely warm to cover them.

After a few flicks, the little dwarf began to look at the room he was in, because of the drunken pain in his head, which was supposed to be the best room for them in terms of his identity and how much the Slavs valued him, but now in the eyes of the little dwarf, it was really not much better.

This room is made of sturdy birch trees, but in the Cyrian Ice Field, in extremely bad weather, the warmth of this kind of house is much worse than the small bungalow with a steel collar.

There were only a few pieces of furniture in the room, and the strange bulky style had no other advantages than sturdiness and durability, and from the situation before him, Modo could deduce that the life of these Slavs was indeed hard.

"Your Majesty, you are awake, do you need to be washed?" asked Catherine as she pushed open the door and turned to the little gnome.

This well-built red-haired girl was holding a basin of steaming hot water in her hands, and after finishing speaking, she kept answering Mo Duo, and directly waited for Mo Duo to dress and wash.

It's just that this red-haired girl obviously hasn't served people much, and with a pair of slender fingers, she is better at lifting an axe to cut people, rather than serving the little dwarf closely.

In such a personal service, the tip of Master Modo's nose lingered with a moving girl's body fragrance, and from time to time he inadvertently touched the hot body of the red-haired girl;

Soon, Catherine found out about this, and the hot-tempered red-haired girl actually blushed rarely, and after serving the little dwarf, she escaped from the wooden house as if she had run away.

"It's not like I've never seen this kind of situation along the way, as for this? Modo spit and walked out of the cabin.

On the way here, the same red-haired girl also served as a maid, and Modo remembered that the red-haired girl encountered this situation at that time, but it was called calm.

After eating a fairly rich breakfast, Modo, accompanied by the thirteen chiefs, as well as the Great Shaman and many other high-ranking Slavs, His Majesty the Tsar, Modo, began to inspect the first tribe on the Silian Ice Field, the war bear tribe to which Konev and others belonged.

On the shore of the huge Chagan Lake with a radius of nearly 1,000 miles, the war bear tribe lives here along the shore, and at a glance, it is all low wooden houses, stretching all the way to I don't know how far it goes.

At this time, it was the most lively time of the day, all the members of the War Bear tribe came out of the wooden house, taking advantage of the rare good weather, busy with all kinds of things, those little cubs, finally had a rare time to move, chasing each other and playing, making the entire gathering place of the War Bear tribe full of popularity.

It's just that this huge settlement, in the eyes of the little dwarf, is almost like a huge slum or a garbage dump, and there is no planning at all, and even the management is carried out by a few dozen tribal elders.

It's just that with a population of millions, there are only a dozen elders and hundreds of assistants to manage it, and as a result, this so-called First Tribe of the Silian Ice Plain looks like a mess and chaos.