Lord Roar

Chapter 98 is finally here
With the permission of Allen, De Niro called all the dwarf melons together and held a small meeting. Part-time job, but now the boss of the part-time job has changed, and they still don't pay wages.

The short winter melons protested collectively, but Elder De Niro dismissed it.

The dwarf melons protested collectively again, and Allen led Babylon and Cologne to violently suppress them.

The short winter melons gladly accepted the new job, and all of them had bruised noses, swollen faces and big mouths missing front teeth. They swore and confidently guaranteed that the task would be successfully completed by then, and asked the new owner to rest assured that they would definitely work overtime and try to complete the project as soon as possible. .

In this way, the dwarves of the Garnia Plain settled down in the Bloodhoof Tribe, looking forward to the stars and the moon every day, hoping that the western parish would bring the steel here soon. After they finished their busy work, they left and went to the Kingdom of Locke to do business. Hammer City is still waiting. They brought back spirits.

Allen was not idle either, and took Babylon the Big and Zack the Little to find tools and helpers all over the camp.

The fact that the dwarves were addicted to alcohol inspired him a lot, so he decided to try to make something like alcohol.

Because this thing has a wide range of uses, whether it is military or medical, it is very practical, such as combustion, anti-virus, anti-inflammatory, etc.

When it comes to wine making, Allen really knows a little bit. The materials and tools needed are nothing more than distiller's yeast, fermentation tanks, crushers, filters, etc.

But he didn't know whether the principle of alcohol was the same as that of wine making, so he had to try it first.

The dwarf elder who was still nestled in the tent every day in fear was also dragged out by Allen. After talking and drawing gestures for a long time, De Niro finally understood.

De Niro looked at Allen puzzled and asked, "What do you want to build a tank for?"

"The real Nima has no culture, this is a fermentation tank!"

"What's a fermenter for?"

"There's so much nonsense, can you make it?"

"can!"

"Go and fix!"

"it is good!"

After sending away the dwarf elders, Allen began to study the crushing tools.

Although the principle of this thing is simple, the craftsmanship is quite complicated. Not to mention the backward Bloodhoof tribe, there may not be such a sophisticated thing in the human country.

Allen thought hard for a long time and couldn't find a substitute tool or solution. The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became, and when he got upset, he didn't like anyone.

Knowing the temper of the new chief of the tribe, Babylon the Great quickly found a reason to leave, fearing that the other party would take it out on him again.

Alan, who was full of evil fire and had nowhere to spread his eyes, stared at the direction where the dwarves gathered. He was just thinking about finding two short winter melons to kick a few times to vent his anger, when he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

I don’t have any tools, but we have plenty of coolies. Aren’t those idle dwarves all ready-made coolies? When the time comes, let them take turns to hit them with hammers, and the effect is probably about the same.

A few dwarves in the distance were bragging heartlessly, and suddenly felt a cold wind hit the back of their heads. When they turned their heads and looked, they saw Alan not far away with malicious eyes, looking straight at their backs Chills.

The most difficult part is done, the rest is the filter equipment and storage utensils.

These two things are easy to solve. After Alan explained, someone will get them. However, food is also in short supply in the tribe. He doesn't dare to waste it casually. After thinking about it, he still thinks to discuss it with old Zach.

Old Zac was very happy, with a look of indifference, which means that you are the chief, you have the final say, if the tribe brothers are hungry, you can take it with you to grab it, if the human business group does not have it, go to the border of the Locke Kingdom Go to the outpost county village to rob.

Allen rolled his eyes. He couldn't imagine that one day he would open his eyes and find that Daddy Cheap had brought the kingdom's elite frontier soldiers to kill him. However, he was also deeply impressed by old Zack's theory of robbers, but he had to say that he felt It's barbaric.

In this way, while waiting for the delivery of steel from the Western Diocese, Allen led the tribal warriors to start the winemaking business.

In order to prevent these dwarf mules from stealing their teachers, Allen deliberately chose the outskirts of the camp to build a temporary workshop. In addition to letting the dwarf coolies act as human flesh grinders in the distance every day, the workshop is guarded by twelve warriors in turn, and no one is allowed. A dwarf approaches within 50 meters.

The Wilderness Brewery was officially opened, and Allen brand rye wine was officially put into production. Although there was no production license, the sky above the tribal camp was still filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Allen moved the tent to the side of the workshop, and came to stare at it every day except sleeping.

All the tribal warriors are also the masters of drinking and drinking. Even Cologne and the old Zach of Babylon stare at the wine storage jars every day, asking dozens of times a day when they can drink, if it is not for Ai Lun watched closely, guessing that these semi-finished products have long been consumed by others.

Apart from the tribal warriors in the camp, the most disturbing thing was the more than 300 dwarves in the camp. As the aroma of the wine became stronger and stronger, they could smell it so much that they couldn't see it.

The most painful thing in the life of the dwarves is nothing more than that. These few days have made them feel miserable. The smell of the wine makes them want to be immortal, but they can't drink it, but they want to die. Desperately wanting to die, they had to call their attention to the elder dwarf body.

It should be said that the last person De Niro wanted to see in the camp was Allen, but under the pressure of the tribe, the dwarf elder still found Allen in despair.

Allen lowered his head and squinted his eyes and asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

De Niro has already learned that the old Zach has already abdicated, and the unreasonable guy in front of him is the new chief. It can be said that this guy has the final say in the entire camp of this size.

And De Niro also found a problem, this new chief seems not to be a native savage at all.

However, Luo had already made Allen tidy up obediently, so there was still a trace of the demeanor of the old dwarf elders, and asked falteringly: "We want to taste the fine wine made by you, the chief, is it okay?"

"Get out" Allen turned his head and left.

De Niro hurriedly followed up with two short legs: "Don't, just one bite per person? This is too torture! Please, Chief Bloodhoof!"

"If you pull my trousers again, I'll be rough." Allen pulled his trouser waist with both hands, and the short winter melon hugged his calf, and almost pulled his trousers off.

"I beg you, Lord Chief, we dwarves drool every day when we smell such a strong aroma of wine!"

"It's none of my business, get the hell out of here." Allen quickly slapped De Niro, there is no such thing as underwear in this world, and it would be embarrassing if the pants fell off.

Dina, the former little follower, didn't know what happened recently, she followed old Zack every day, and it was rare to see a chance every day.

De Niro didn't force the other party's lust this time, but stalked him, and ran over and grabbed Allen's calf, refusing to let go.

Allen ignored him, with a dwarf hanging on his lap, and walked away on his own.

The dwarf elder De Niro was also completely shameless, and just like that, he hung on the opponent's calf and was dragged dozens of meters away without letting go.

"Okay, you are so annoying, you still have one bite per person, you have more than 300 dead scorpions, one bite per person, I still have some left?"

"Then you teach us how to brew?"

"I'll teach your mother!" Allen laughed angrily: "I don't know what kind of birds you are, and the master who teaches apprentices to starve to death?"

"Then give us some head office?"

Allen couldn't bear the dwarf elder, so he had to say: "Okay, okay, I can drink almost at night, and I will give you some."

Hearing that the other party finally agreed, De Niro was so grateful that he almost kowtowed.

Allen's heart ached terribly, and he kicked the dwarf chief's ass in vain.

Just when he was about to send this annoying dwarf mule away, Big Babylon hurried over: "Here, here, Big Babylon found a human convoy not far away. The long convoy should belong to the Western Parish. "

"It's coming, I'm so anxious." Allen lifted his pants and was just about to leave when he noticed something wrong with the big Babylon's eyes.

In fact, it is not the fault of Babylon the Great, who told him that the picture he saw just now was like this.

His new chief had a happy face, while the dwarf elder next to him looked satisfied and happy while touching his butt, and the strangest thing was that his new chief lifted his pants just now.

In an instant, Babylon the Great filled his brain with countless beautiful pictures.

(End of this chapter)