"Oh——"
Mag was so frightened that he jumped back a big step and looked up at Irina who had appeared on the gatehouse at some unknown time. His face changed slightly, as if he was a little man who was caught by his wife as soon as he stepped into the red light district. , forced a smile and said: "To be honest... I really came to learn how to make wine today."
"Oh, man." Irina took out a wine gourd from somewhere, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of wine.
The beauty drinks wine to the moon, what a wonderful scene.
It's a pity... Mag really doesn't know how to appreciate it at this time.
He did come to learn how to make rum. After all, the systematically arranged task of learning how to make rum has not been completed yet. He will go back tomorrow, so why don't he rush to learn it tonight?
"You really go and learn everywhere. Why didn't I realize that you love learning so much before?" Irina put down the wine gourd and looked down at Mag's eyes.
"Learning is something that requires a lifetime of persistence, so that we can keep up with the progress of the times." Mag said sternly.
"Who said that?"
"Zhou Shuren."
"who is he?"
"Lu Xun."
"Who is Lu Xun?"
"A person who said that studying medicine cannot save China."
"Medics are really useless. Not everyone can shoot people with a chair like me."
Mag raised his eyebrows, feeling that there seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said, and then said honestly: "So this is the purpose of my coming here today. The girl inside is the best winemaker in the Fake tribe, and also The best person in the Nolan continent who makes rum, we will go back tomorrow, and I have to learn how to make rum from her tonight."
"Okay, even if you really want to do something else, I won't stop you, as long as you have the courage." Irina jumped off the door, landed directly in front of Mag, looked at him and said : "What are you going to do with that guy?"
"Put it in a sack and take it back first. When you enter the city, tell me it's a specialty you brought back. It should be fine." Mag thought for a while and said.
"Okay, I'll go out tonight and bring back some specialties." Irina nodded, turned and left.
"What to bring?" Mag confirmed looking at Irina's back.
"Before I came here, I heard that there are some guys in the Twilight Forest who like to collect elven maids." Irina said and disappeared.
Soon, a giant purple-gold beast flew over from outside the Fake tribe, and disappeared again after a while.
"What's not a good hobby? I like maids and elves." Mag sighed. It seemed that the Twilight Forest would not be too peaceful tonight.
"Tuk tuk..."
Mag stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, as soon as the door opened, a fragrant wind floated, and a figure rushed out, about to rush into Mag's arms.
"Girl, please be more reserved." Mag took two steps back and put his hand on Hannah's forehead, who was about to pounce.
Although Irina has left, who knows if she is really gone?
"I just want to express my joy at the success of the mission." Hannah said a little aggrievedly as she rubbed her forehead that was red after being poked by Mag.
"Let's go in and talk." Mag walked towards the yard a little helplessly. This girl may have lived alone for a long time and had some brain problems.
"Okay." Hannah immediately closed the door and took two quick steps to follow Mag. She looked at him expectantly and said, "The mission was successful. Are there any new arrangements for me in the organization? Have they been announced to me? New tasks and instructions?”
"The organization asks you to continue to stand by where you are." Mag said with a straight face.
"Ah..." Hannah suddenly looked helpless when she heard this. Her whole body seemed to have been drained of energy, and she almost lay down on the spot and gave up on herself.
"I lied to you." Mag couldn't help laughing, this girl was quite into the drama.
"Disgusting!~" Hannah clenched her fists, but soon looked at Mag expectantly and said, "Then what exactly are the organization planning to do with me? I can't wait to devote myself to the organization now! "
"Devotion?" Mag frowned, feeling that there was something wrong with this word.
"Yes, it is dedication." Hannah pushed her clothes to both sides, revealing her sexy collarbone, with a look of no hesitation.
"Wait... put on your clothes, that's not what dedication means..." Mag quickly took her clothes back and glanced around a little guiltily. Fortunately, Irina was already gone, otherwise he would really jump in. The Yellow River cannot even clean it.
"Isn't that true? I remember one sentence in the declaration of joining the organization: I am willing to dedicate myself to the cause of the organization!" Hannah looked at Mag with some confusion.
"Comrade Old Sim, you are ordered by the organization to immediately start teaching Comrade Mag how to brew rum." Mag said sternly, not bothering to explain to her.
"Yes! Old Sim obeys the organization's arrangements!" Hannah responded sternly, while leading Mag towards the brewing room. When he reached the door, he looked back at Mag and asked cautiously: "This mission After this is completed, how does the organization plan to arrange for me? Is it possible...I mean is it possible...or is there any hope...for me to leave here?"
Mag looked at Hannah, who was slightly stunned, and asked, "Do you want to leave the Falk tribe?"
"I..." A glimmer of light flashed in Hannah's eyes, but she quickly lowered her head and said softly: "I obey the organization's arrangements. If the organization needs me to stay here, then I will continue to stay here."
Mag looked at Hannah and suddenly felt a little distressed. Old Sim had been guarding this tribe all his life. He died, and Hannah took over his code name and continued to stay here.
For ten years, I just waited for the signal that might not sound for the rest of my life.
This kind of life is indeed quite boring.
But there is a group of people who are silently holding on.
Needless to say, Mag could also see what Hannah was thinking. After being silent for a while, he said: "The organizational arrangements have not been finalized yet. I will tell you the specific results tomorrow."
"Okay." A smile appeared on Hannah's face again, and she pushed open the door of the brewing room. A pleasant aroma of wine rushed to her face. As the oil lamp on the wall was lit, the brewing room Distillation equipment with staggered pipes appeared in front of Mag.
Although it was not a glass tube, as a half-assed designer, he naturally knew what these machines were used for.
He just didn't expect that a brewery in the orc tribe would have such advanced machinery and equipment, and the brewing technology would be close to the industrial level.
"These machines were modified when I was bored these years. The firepower of the stove was a bit insufficient, and the Fake tribe did not have much metal. They did not achieve the results I expected. Otherwise, they should be able to do better. Although the wine produced In some aspects, it cannot be as good as pure handcrafting, but it is enough to brew ordinary rum." Hannah reached out and knocked on a machine next to her, then looked back at Mag with a bright smile and said: "The most important thing Yes, it saves trouble, so I don’t have to stay here all day long to make wine.”
"This guy is definitely a mechanical genius!" Mag looked at Hannah, his eyes shining.
