Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 155 Toto Plays with Me
"Boss, give me another barrel of that thing, the kind of wine that can light on fire!"

"Are you sure you want a barrel? That's a strong drink..."

"Of course, it's just a barrel. I want strong liquor. What? Do you look down on dwarves?"

In the Ice Castle Bar, Barn Furnace's face flushed and he spoke incoherently.

"I'm nowhere near drunk!"

Under normal circumstances, the person who says this is most likely already in an over-the-top state.

But the bartender still brought out a large barrel.

These dwarves drank too much and fell asleep peacefully, but if they were not given wine, there would be a lot of noise.

During the few days the dwarf tour group came to the North, they drank three times the total amount of alcohol sold in the bar in the past few weeks.

The purpose of the bar in the snow is to give guests a taste of something new. No one would drink too much. If someone falls drunk in the snow and no one finds them, they will freeze solid in two hours.

Alcohol cannot keep you warm. It just makes the drinker feel hot, which makes them more likely to freeze to death.

But the dwarves are different. They don’t come here to travel, they just come here to drink in a different place.

The bartender had never mixed cocktails like this before, so he didn't use a measuring cup. He just picked up a few bottles and poured them into the bucket. Since he didn't have a suitable stirring stick, he could only shake the bucket to mix the liquor evenly.

"Your wine." The bartender carried the barrel and walked laboriously to Barn's table.

Baines was already lying on the table, his face buried in his thick beard, and he could faintly hear snoring.

But when the barrel of wine was brought over, he raised his head and turned on the machine at the speed of light.

"1 gold coin! Who wants to challenge the greatest drinker in the Furnace Clan, the great Barn Furnace!"

He yelled from his perch on a stool.

Originally, he was not very willing to travel to the North. It was a freezing cold place. He had been there when he was young and there was nothing fun there.

As a result, many people in the tribe were so excited after seeing some magical shadow that they insisted on going to the northern border to take a look.

Although Barn is not very interested in traveling, he really likes to join in the fun. It is rare for the tribe to have a group activity for a long journey, and he would feel out of place if he didn't come.

After coming here, he found that it was not a wasted trip. At least this thing called cocktail was very much to his liking.

Not the ones mixed with fruit drinks, but the ones mixed with spirits.

Because you drink it from an ice cup, the feeling is not strong when you first take a sip, but the aftertaste is strong, making it perfect for a drinking competition.

"I'll do it!" A young dwarf from the tribe jumped onto the ice bench opposite.

The traditional way of the dwarves to compete in drinking is to use two stools and a bucket. They stand on the stools and scoop wine from the bucket facing each other to drink, and see who falls off the stool first.

It is reasonable to suspect that this method was invented because a dwarf standing on the ground could not scoop out a large bucket.

Seeing someone challenging Barn, other dwarves also gathered around. Joining in the fun and watching the fun are two indispensable parts of a dwarf's life. The clan cannot tolerate introverted dwarves.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The dwarves who were watching the fun roared in unison, making the atmosphere in the tavern lively.

Baine and his opponent followed the increasingly rapid roar and drank from the barrel.

There is no mandatory rule that requires drinking faster and faster, but the dwarves' competitive spirit does not allow them not to drink faster when their opponents speed up.

In five minutes, the barrel of wine was almost empty.

Finally, Barn's short and stocky body swayed twice and he fell off the stool.

"Oh!" The dwarves cheered as if to rip the roof off.

The victorious young dwarf cheered along.

"Oh!"

"Ugh——" He took a big gulp of wine and spat it out onto the ground.

But it had little impact, he slowed down and continued cheering.

"Haha, I almost won, if I hadn't drunk too much before."

Barn on the ground laughed at the young dwarf. He lost even though he had lost, but he still kept talking tough.

He took out a gold coin and threw it over. He couldn't do such a thing as refusing to pay his debt.

The young dwarf got the gold coins and immediately went to buy several boxes of Yu-Gi-Oh!

Now Yu-Gi-Oh cards are available in all types of shops in Winter City, highlighting a saturated distribution. Seeing that he was about to open a card pack, a large group of dwarves immediately changed their focus.

Having good luck is also having good luck. Dwarfs will compete with anything that can be compared.

Every time the young dwarf turns over a card, the onlookers will make sounds of frustration or excitement, and the emotional resonance is absolutely maximum.

For dwarves, opening cards is more exciting than playing cards.

But his luck today was obviously not very good. He opened nearly 50 packs, but only had three relatively small fluctuations. They were not very valuable cards.

Barn shook his head when he saw this, not really understanding what made these young dwarves so excited.

In his opinion, since there is no dwarf deck in Yu-Gi-Oh, there is no need to play it.

"Wow! It's the White-Eyes White Dragon!"

Someone suddenly shouted, and it was like a bomb being thrown into the water, exploding with a crackling sound and a group of fish burst into life.

"Go and identify it!"

"Yes, hold it well, don't rub it."

Barn watched as the young dwarf carefully held the White-Shard Blue-Eyes White Dragon as if it were some rare treasure, and walked out of the bar surrounded by his companions.

"It's incomprehensible," Baine curled his lips and said, "Identify it? Why is there no need to identify a card? It's not a magic scroll."

"That card is now much more valuable than an ordinary magic scroll." The bartender answered casually while mopping the floor while the dwarf was away.

He had no doubt that the gang would have another round of celebration after the dwarf identification cards came back.

"More valuable than the magic scroll, just that card?" Barn's voice became shrill with surprise.

"Yes," the bartender said enviously, "someone on the forum is offering 8 gold coins to buy a White-Shard Blue-Eyes White Dragon with a score of or above."

"Will that white scrap make this card more powerful?" asked Barn.

"will not."

"Why?"

"Because it is rare," another voice replied.

Baine looked back and suddenly smiled flatteringly: "It turns out to be Master Toto, you are here."

Baines seldom called anyone "master" in his life, but he was convinced by Toto.

Apart from the time he let Toto win, Barn currently has zero win rate against Toto in Auto Chess, and even bad luck in dealing the cards can't save him.

"As someone who recharged his Battle Pass to several thousand levels just for the Ultimate Crucible chessboard, why can't you understand that a card is worth a hundred gold coins?" Toto said.

"That's different, that's the Crucible! It's the Ultimate Crucible!" Barn retorted immediately.

"Okay, have you brought the money? I'm in a hurry."

"Of course." Barn immediately took out his purse, which was full of gold coins.

Toto took it without opening it for inspection, fully trusting Barn's character.

"Okay, log in. We have a live broadcast tonight."

Barn immediately pulled out his game console from his bag and logged into Auto Chess.

He spent a large sum of money to hire Toto so that he could participate in an auto chess event.

During the new season test period, a two-player mode has been added, and a two-player mode scoring activity has been launched.

The daily scoring champion and the overall champion will receive special rewards.

Barn is not very greedy. He just wants to get the first place in a single day, and the reward is a customized attack effect.

The dwarf and half-elf combination was quickly matched into the game.

"You can play however you want and just watch me operate." Toto spoke with a full sense of security.

But half an hour later.

"Second place."

Toto looked at the gray in the picture and fell into deep thought.

"No, it's a game of luck, try again."

(End of this chapter)