Chapter 422: Power Through Paper.

Lofty ideals can't solve the hunger, nor can they solve the physical fatigue.

After being tormented by the beast yesterday, the wooden box fell over and a lot of millet was blown away. He now lives a frugal life.

After a difficult journey, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain through all the potholes.

As soon as he came up, he saw a group of buildings from a distance. The scale of the buildings was not small, and there was a smell of wine.

He didn't dare to rush forward, so he hid the wooden box and the half string of copper coins inside, and then walked forward carefully.

When he got closer, he could hear the noisy sound inside. It seemed that there were many people here, and it was very lively.

"Oh."

The cry came from inside, and he stopped in surprise, a little at a loss.

This sound is so similar to that of the beast, and when you hear this sound, you can feel the words: let go more.

What's going on? Is this a beast's den?

His legs trembled, and then he slowly retreated.

"Who are you?"

The sudden voice startled him. He looked over and saw a figure walking out of the courtyard.

The man was tall and strong, wearing linen clothes, with a stone knife on his back. From the exposed half, you can see that the stone knife is wrapped in red copper.

Red Copper Warriors, this is the elite team of the Fire Totem Alliance, how come they are here? Are they hunting beasts?

Various speculations came one after another, making him forget to answer. The man asked again, and he woke up.

"I'm a student of the dojo, I got lost."

This was a less than reliable excuse, but it was better than saying that he was here to buy black water.

You know, the Bronze Warriors never lack money, and he didn't believe that this winery was a black water factory. At this moment, he guessed that he had probably walked to the legendary Fire Tribe Alliance Winery.

Although the Fire Tribe Alliance has completely banned alcohol, the Tao Tribe is an exception. They love wine, and when they were invited to join the Fire Tribe Alliance, they were promised to provide alcohol.

Not only that, in addition to the Tao Tribe, some tribal leaders also love wine, which allows the Fire Tribe Alliance to produce wine while banning alcohol.

It's weird, but power can explain everything.

In fact, no one thought this was a problem. The Fifth Xuan had never said, "Only the officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps," so people basically didn't have this idea. The

upper echelons have privileges, which is recognized by everyone. If you want to change, you just need to become an upper echelon.

There are ways for witches and leaders to enter. Although the former is more difficult, the door to the upper echelons is not closed. If you have the ability to compete on your own, no one will stop you.

The answer of the bronze warrior frowned. He looked up and down at the young man in front of him for a while, and let him enter the winery after making sure that he was not a threat.

In fact, he didn't want to go in. If this was really the Fire Tribe Alliance Winery, then it would be better not to mention the matter of buying wine. He didn't want to die yet.

If not, those who dared to deal with the beast would eat him up with his flesh and bones.

Entering the winery, one can see a huge pool with thick smoke coming out of it. One can see a totem fire cage covering the pool. This totem fire should be used to heat the winery.

He widened his eyes, and once again saw the pair of sea-blue torch-like eyes. It was the beast that had tied him up.

"This... there is a beast here."

He said tremblingly.

"Shut up, this is Lord Ba Xia."

The bronze warrior behind him raised his foot and kicked him on the butt to tell him to shut up.

He did not shut his mouth, but opened it wide. If one stood in front of him, one could clearly see the small tongue in his throat.

Lord Ba Xia?

The Lord Ba Xia who hibernated on the altar for a long time, carrying the God of Fire, the Eight Diagrams Space and all the totems?

He was really confused. He had communicated with Lord Ba Xia and was even thrown by Lord Ba Xia affectionately. This was enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.

Just as he stared blankly with his eyes wide open, Ba Xia's head suddenly stretched out, stared at the silly boy carefully for a while, said "It's a spoon", and then retracted his head.

He swam freely in the pool full of the aroma of wine, opened his mouth from time to time to swallow a mouthful of wine, and then made a satisfied smacking sound.

"Meat, meat, meat."

When he finished drinking and smacking his lips, he would roar like this.

At this time, a totem warrior would throw the roasted meat next to him to his mouth. He would bite it, chew it thoroughly in his mouth, and then swallow it.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not knowing whether it was because of the roasted meat or the wine, or both.

"Go forward and see how the Flint Wizard will deal with you."

The voice of the Copper Warrior came from behind him. He looked back and walked in the direction he pointed.

That location passed by the big wine pit. He deliberately walked a little closer and tried to look at the thick mist on Lord Ba Xia. It is said that the gods live there, and he wanted to take a look.

Just as he walked past the wine pit, Ba Xia's head suddenly emerged from the water, and then wine spurted out of his mouth, rushing on him and knocking him down directly.

"Ah..."

He screamed and slipped and fell into the wine pit.

"Plop, plop..."

He struggled twice and stabilized his body.

He was from Donghai City, and most people in Donghai City knew how to swim.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

He kept coughing. He knew how to swim, but he had never swum in alcohol. When he fell in just now, he gulped down several big mouthfuls, which made him choke uncomfortably.

"Which beast do you believe in now?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two large sea-blue eyes waiting in front of him. Lord Ba Xia began to ask questions.

His mind raced, and he immediately spoke: "Wolf Totem, Tree Totem, Great Ferocious White Tiger, Great Ferocious Giant Dog."

"Huh?"

Ba Xia asked in dissatisfaction, looking at the boy in front of him with a playful look.

"Lord Ba Xia, you are a god, not a beast. If you ask me which god beast I believe in, I will definitely say them. If you ask me which god I believe in, I will definitely believe in you."

He looked at the blue power that spread towards him along with the wine in horror. When he finished speaking, the power slowly stopped.

Ba Xia stopped, and the thick mist above him flashed, and a big face appeared on the thick mist. If anyone has seen the Fifth Xuan, they will know that this is his face shape.

"This young man's flattery is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper."

The Fifth Xuan started speaking in the standard Fire Tribe Alliance language.

Nowadays, the Fire Tribe Alliance language is somewhat similar to Mandarin. It is not exactly the same, but it has been greatly improved.

Ever since the Fifth Xuan tried to speak with thick fog to form human organs, communication has become easier and easier, but he rarely uses this method. He is currently studying the power of faith and rarely manages tribal affairs.

"God of Fire... Gululu..."

The young man was so excited that he wanted to kneel in the water, and naturally he drowned in the water.

The warriors who were observing around couldn't help but laugh. They were all warriors who had been guarding Baxia for many years, so they were not terrified to see the Fifth Xuan appear. After a long time of contact, they also knew that the God of Fire was a friendly god and didn't like them to be reserved.

A sea-blue power emerged from Baxia's body, and he was dragged up by this power and floated on the water.

"This child can talk, God of Fire, I want to reward him."

Baxia likes to be flattered the most, and Diwu Xuandu said that this young man flattered him so hard that he naturally had to express his gratitude.

"Okay, what do you want?"

Rewarding a tribe member is a trivial matter for Diwu Xuan. If it were in Huodu, he couldn't violate the rules he set too much, but here it doesn't matter.

This is a wine factory built specifically for Baxia. This guy tortured Diwu Xuan for a long time before he got what he wanted.

It's a place without rules, so it's good to relax.

"I..."

He was stunned for a moment. This is the wish of the God of Fire. It sounds like he is the protagonist in the story of the magic lamp.

"I want a pot of wine."

He said this for some unknown reason.

Not to mention him, even Diwu Xuan was stunned after saying this. I installed a magic lamp here, and you want Ba Xia's bath water?

The warriors around him couldn't help laughing. This boy was too funny.

"Yes, I want a pot of wine."

He was a bachelor. Since he said it, he would not regret it.

"Okay, then I'll give you a pot of wine."

Diwu Xuan didn't say anything else. He answered directly and then slowly disappeared into the thick mist.

The boy knelt down on Ba Xia's blue power to thank him, and was then thrown out by Ba Xia.

"Are you still sending him to the Flint Witch?"

A warrior asked Ba Xia in a low voice.

The Flint Witch is the witch who is responsible for following Diwu Xuan. He is somewhat like a security captain and a life nanny.

"No, give him some wine and let him go."

Baxia hated trivial matters, and even more so trouble. The young man made him feel comfortable when he was patted, and he didn't want to cause trouble to the young man.

"Thank you, Lord Baxia, can you give me some more food? My millet was blown away by the wind."

It wasn't that he was asking for more, but he couldn't go back without food.

"Here you go."

Baxia said, and his head had already dived into the pit, swallowing it up with a gulp.

He looked really unpresentable, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and was taken away by the warrior next to him.

"You, with such a good opportunity, why don't you enter the Bagua space and get the power of a leader."

The bronze warrior who sent Hao out said with regret. He felt sorry for the young man for exchanging such a rare opportunity for a pot of wine.

"That requires military merit, and I don't have any."

The answer was met with a roll of the eyes from the Bronze Warrior.

"And I want to be a great wizard. I don't want the power of a leader, I want the power of a fourth-generation wizard."

The fourth-generation wizard is still the most admired wizard by people, and the most brilliant among all the wizards in history.

The Bronze Warrior was completely speechless. Although there was no conflict between warriors and wizards, they were like trains running on two different tracks, especially when it didn't involve high-level people, there was even less communication.

So the Bronze Warrior felt that he had nothing to talk about with this young man who was determined to become a great wizard, so he kicked him out and turned back to the winery that belonged to Baxia.

Holding the wine jar, he left contentedly. He came to the place where he had buried the wooden box, carefully put the wine jar in, and looked at the half string of copper wire that had not been spent. He was very satisfied.

He turned around and untied the animal skin bag behind him. This was his food. He opened it and found that it was half roasted meat and half fried millet. The portion was sufficient.

He looked back gratefully, knowing that the copper warrior did not give him all the roasted meat because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist eating it all on the way back, resulting in a lack of food halfway. He

put the food into the wooden box, filled it with snow, carried the wooden box on his back, took a last look at the largest blackwater factory, and turned around and walked into the wind and snow.