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There's a smell many haven't experienced—a slightly sour, pungent odor with a hint of decay. That's the smell of poverty. —Nameless Discipline from Another World 299941421331 (Uploader's profession and identity unknown; speculated to be a destitute wandering mage...)

Thunder City is located in the center of the world. The First Thunder Lord originally intended to rule the multiple worlds, but unfortunately, he didn't live that long. "Compared to ordinary ancestors, the First Thunder Lord was definitely great." At this moment, Loki lay on the soft bed in Inn No. 5, lost in thought.

Benjamin VI had been busy with "social engagements" these past few days. When he woke up that night, he couldn't quite remember what the basic Frost Potion "Senrens" was, or the Arcane Potion "Adams"? And other people too. The sedative effect of the quality red wine had left Benjamin feeling somewhat "dejected."

The next morning, Loki got up first and went next door to call Benjamin VI. Benjamin, hearing his brother Loki calling him from outside, knew there must be some "emergency plan" to be implemented. He immediately got up, dressed, and prepared to leave.

"How was it, Ben? Did you have fun these past few days?" Loki asked in a friendly manner at the dining table on the first floor.

"Hey, I dare not drink anymore. I've made up for all the alcohol I missed in the last couple of days!" Benjamin said, sipping hot soy milk and eating a slightly sweet pizza.

Soy milk with pizza was a special treat Loki ordered, to help him "sober up".

"Do you guys really drink high-quality dry red wine every day?" Loki asked.

"Yeah! I don't know why, but they're very generous!" Benjamin said casually, assuming they were just classmates, and wealthy ones at that.

"Benjamin, you've forgotten everything you learned in the Otherworld! Sometimes, you can't underestimate your opponent! If Elder Schopenhauer finds out, you'll be in trouble!" Loki kindly reminded him.

"Yes, Brother Loki. I was thinking of quitting drinking last night! It's too dangerous! My condition is very unstable when I'm drunk, I think I'm about to drop a level..." Benjamin VI's worries were not unfounded. In the past, many elders in other worlds, even more powerful than Elder Schopenhauer, had been defeated by red wine, specifically the "quality dry red" (purple) that Benjamin had been drinking recently. Like the great "Joona"! A "Holy Spirit Elder" who could freeze the sea, but unfortunately, he died from excessive drinking due to overwhelming grief...

"Benjamin, here's 10 gold coins. I just took it from the guild warehouse. That should be more than enough to pay for your drinks, I think. Take it! I'll put it on your tab! You can pay me back slowly. I'm not short of money for now," Loki said seriously.

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Benjamin VI nearly spit out his soy milk! He was startled, thinking Loki was joking. But after repeatedly confirming, he realized Loki wasn't.

"..." Benjamin VI was conflicted. On one hand, he didn't want to owe anyone a favor, but on the other hand, he was genuinely worried about his so-called "wine money."

"Go ahead, do as I say. Return it to your classmate. As far as I know, high-quality dry red wine is extremely sought after at auctions, a vital healing elixir on the battlefield. It takes ten bottles of 'premium dry red' (blue) to synthesize one bottle of 'high-quality dry red' (purple)! I've tasted that wine; unless you're a king, ordinary people certainly can't afford it. I can't imagine why they would choose the most expensive wine to drink?" Loki explained in detail.

After hearing Loki's brother's reasoning, the usually meticulous Benjamin suddenly "woke up." He vaguely sensed that it was something "not quite reasonable."

Benjamin accepted the 100,000 gold coins. "Wow! That's heavy!" He quickly ran to the "Hero's Bar"!

Sure enough, Sunrens (level 31) was sitting at a table outside the bar, engrossed in playing Hearthstone (a board game). He was delighted to see his old classmate Benjamin VI visiting him.

"Here we go! Ben! Let's continue today! We won't leave until we're drunk!!" Sanglen said heartily. It seemed that drinking and revelry were their only pleasures?

"No, Sunrens, this is for my drinks! I received an email from another world; I have to go on a special mission!" Benjamin VI said shrewdly. He didn't actually have any new mission; any mission he had was to find the "Marked Ones" with Loki. (World Mission)

"Oh! Is that so? Hey, what money do you need? I have something to tell you, just lend us your cards! We're a pretty famous team in Hearthstone, you know! Just to fill in the numbers, we'll return them to you in a couple of days," Sanglen said casually. Did he really have something to hide? But why borrow something so casually? And it was such an important "item"! (Hero cards are like "ID cards," which must be carried at all times. Besides, they can be used to "create a character" in the Hearthstone board game, originally a casual game in bars. They can be exchanged for real-world items! For example: rare skill books, purple weapons, artifact blueprints, etc.)

"I can't live without my own 'Hero Cards,' otherwise how can I enter the other world for 'verification'? Even though I'm a high-level mage, these personal items still need routine checks!" Benjamin had no way of lending him his. Lending him his card would be a slap in the face to "Elder Schopenhauer."

"Hey! Wait a minute! Who's there?" Just as Benjamin VI was about to turn around and leave, full of joy, he was stopped by Thornence again!

"As for the drinks? Just give them to me! I'll pass them on to the bar owner later..." Sornens said without even glancing at Benjamin.