Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Yes Yes……"

Stephanie lowered her gaze a little guilty, and she could hear what Chen Mo said. If he really had any thoughts about goblins, then he should have been deprived of the right to control his body now, how could he be so free? talk...

"However, since we don't want to start a war, what are we doing here?"

"Walk around casually, just treat it as a relaxation..."

Chen Mo looked back at Stephanie while talking, and the latter had the expression of you coaxing ghosts, so he spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, let me be honest, what do you think of this city, Your Majesty?" ?”

"Great."

While the two were talking, they had already walked into the city gate of the goblin capital. Because Hardenfell was at a depth of [-] meters underground, not even a city guard or patrolling soldier could be seen in the entire capital. People easily entered the capital.

"I feel great in all aspects... Whether it's architectural style or urban layout, it's much better than Elchea."

As a responsible king who is determined to manage the country well, although she is not reconciled, Stephanie still truthfully expressed her views on the goblin capital.

"Then, Your Majesty, do you want Elchea to be like this?"

"Of course I do!"

"That's why I brought you here today."

Chen Mo said with a smile while talking: "Throughout the ages, countries and countries, races and races, in addition to plundering each other, can also befriend each other and benefit each other."

……

Ten minutes later, Stephanie, on behalf of the Kingdom of Elchea, met with the goblin plenipotentiary agent, Vig Dorabnir, and was warmly received by the other party after explaining her intentions.

As a high-ranking race that has lived underground for a long time, goblins are not interested in things like competing for territorial hegemony. Not to mention hostility.

At the same moment, Chen Mo left the banquet.

He didn't lie to Stephanie. He really didn't intend to take away the opponent's race chess piece when he came to the goblin territory this time.

But from another point of view, he also deceived Stephanie.

"Mutual friendship, mutual benefit and reciprocity" have always been the idiomatic phrases of double standards in the mouths of politicians...

Chapter 35 God Slayer

No one knows how long the Godslayer Tavern has been open, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years.

The reason why it is called the Godslayer is because the goblins once possessed a weapon that claimed to be able to kill gods [Marrow Blast]. In that battle of gods, the goblins did not really kill the gods, and this tavern was only a souvenir for future generations to commemorate the lost glory of the war of gods, not to praise some unwarranted achievements.

"People say that the mechanical engineering skills and magic theory of the goblins are unique, but now it seems that the wine you make is not inferior to your mechanical craftsmanship."

The hustle and bustle of the guests in the Godslayer Tavern was blocked by the soundproof barrier in the lobby on the first floor, and there were only two figures sitting opposite each other on the second floor pushing glasses and changing glasses.

"Fragrant but not greasy, mellow but not strong..."

Chen Mo breathed out a mouthful of strong alcohol, his cheeks flushed a little, as if he was too strong to drink: "Good wine!"

"No matter how good the wine is, it takes someone who knows how to taste and appreciate it to know the benefits of it... Come, have a few more glasses!"

Vig Dorabnier laughed, seemingly heroic, but in fact his eyes were full of sly and sensitive eyes.

"I'm afraid drinking will cause trouble..." Chen Mo half picked up the wine glass, staring at the man in front of him who was persuading him to drink with a hesitant expression.

"The rule of our goblins is to say everything at the wine table."

Vig Dorabnier drank it in one gulp. After rectification, there is at least [-] to [-] degrees of spirits. After drinking the whole glass, he didn't even have the slightest extra expression, which is obviously easy.

"Okay, let's have another drink."

Seeing the other party's bold attitude, Chen Mo had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, his face flushed from the neck to the roots of the ears, and the three-point drunk immediately turned into seven-point.

"Haha! Good drinker, come again!"

As soon as Chen Mo finished drinking, Vig Dorabnier filled another glass for him, and of course, he also filled a glass for himself.

The clear, slightly golden wine was swirling in the glass, Chen Mo gasped heavily with drunken eyes, and his voice became intermittent when he spoke: "Again, drink again...you will get drunk... His Majesty personally ordered, there are still important matters... to discuss with, His Majesty Vig..."

"Well... Since it's an important matter, let's talk about it first and then have a drink."

Vig Dorabnier nodded, and put down his glass slightly, but then he changed the subject and said, "But I've already poured this glass of wine for you, if you don't drink it, you won't give it to me, Vig Doraubnier face!"

"No...don't dare! Don't dare!"

Seeing Vige getting angry, Chen Mo was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

A weak country has no diplomacy. As the weakest race ranked sixteenth, even if the human race came as a guest with the stand of establishing diplomatic relations with allies, it still has no right to speak when facing the goblin race, especially at this moment. On the two sides at the wine table, one side is the king of the goblin species, Vig Dorabnir, and the other side is just a "diplomat" who came with the king of the human species, Stephanie, and of course there is no point of view. waited.

Chen Mo was terrified, Vig Dorabnier laughed, and drank one glass after another. The seven-point drunk soon turned into a complete drunk. Chen Mo couldn't even hold the glass, letting it go empty The cup rolled down under the table, and the whole person was lying on the table like a soft mud, talking in a daze of nonsense that no one could understand.

"call……"

On the opposite side of the wine table, Vig gently put down his wine glass, and dozens of empty wine bottles were randomly placed at his feet. For humans, the amount of alcohol was enough to get drunk, but in his eyes, it was nothing more than idleness.

There is no difference between a glass of wine and a jug of wine, and a jug of wine is no different from a jug of wine. If Vig is really determined to drink, even if he drinks non-stop for a month, he will not be the slightest bit drunk.

The goblin species ranked eighth in the race sequence, and its physical fitness has already reached the level of a "monster".

Looking at Chen Mo, who was sleeping soundly on the wine table, and occasionally talking in sleep, Vig tapped the table with his right hand, making a sound of "du, du".

Not stupid.

This is his evaluation of Chen Mo in his heart.