Chapter 272: What a good NPC actor

The Bee Colony Dwarf House was originally called the Dwarf House District. It is said that a winemaking master from a foreign country fled to the territory of the Kingdom of Rand and lived here under an assumed name.

All the stories seem to begin in the same way, being hunted, escaping, etc. Even fairy tales begin with a princess escaping and then settling down somewhere.

Later, the brewer discovered a colony of wild bees nearby. He stole the hive and used the honey to make delicious mead.

The homeless refugees took root and developed in the low-rise area, which gradually developed into a swarm of low-rise houses.

There is a big difference between the legend and the real situation, and the biggest difference is that there were no so-called bee swarm huts or hut areas before the end of the world.

This was once a private winery of a nobleman, and there were very few people who knew this "secret", so few that only Lind had heard of it because the winery's mead had once been served on his table.

After the apocalypse, the output of various resources became even poorer, but the strange thing was that the bee swarm huts could still produce mead, and it was even more delicious than before the apocalypse.

There are many myths about mead:
For example, if you see bees flying towards the beehive house, you should take the initiative to give way, because they are the real builders of this village.

Others say that the bee that flies the lowest is covered with a heavy coat of nectar, and that by keeping an eye on this bee, winemakers can find the best hive and make the best-tasting mead.

Purchasing mead is not a difficult problem for Bai Si, the only difficulty is how to transport it. Even in the relatively "peaceful" low-rise area, it is impossible to enter the territory of the mountain goblin castle.

The new and old nobles have a tacit understanding not to disturb each other, but that doesn't mean they won't really go to war. Their positions have already determined that they will fight to the death.

Fortunately, my favorite Baisi made inquiries from various sources and found out that there actually was an undead person in the team that came to deliver wine to the area near the Troll's Castle.

We are all family, so that’s easy!
Although you are not allowed to enter the territory of the Troll Castle to trade, you can set up a small stall at the border.

Transactions between different forces cannot use currency, and most of them are conducted through barter.

"Thanks, brother!" Bai Si, who loves the most, didn't expect that the style of this group of life players would be so strange. Everyone wanted equipment through bartering, but this group of people actually wanted all kinds of materials.

"The potion can produce a variety of different nectars," said the Life Undead, "and drinking this wine can also increase experience."

"I saw it. In addition to increasing the tipsy state, it also increases experience. However, if you want to level up by drinking this thing, you will probably go bankrupt."

Favorite Baisi suddenly had an idea: "Brother, the Troll Castle has a great demand for this kind of wine, are you interested..."

You can do this business yourself.

"No chance." The other party shook his head and said, "We are just tools to help make wine. In fact, the most important step in making wine has always been done by the winemaker and we are not allowed to do so. Besides, the short house is not short of money at all."

"Are you short of money?"

"Yes, they are very rich, and no one dares to owe them debts." The Life-type Undead also found this interesting. He pointed to the southeast sky and said, "Do you know about Red Mushroom Village? The baron of Red Mushroom Village owes a lot of debts. I heard that he will be forced to pay back his debts soon. If he doesn't pay, he will use his assets to pay off his debts."

The mad deadbeat Red Mushroom Baron who imprisons the undead, and the wine-making village with a very slow pace of life, the strengths of the two sides seem to have completely reversed. The Bee Swarm House seems to have complete control of the discourse and seems to be very tough.

"I'm leaving now. If you have the chance to join you later, remember to take me with you."

"Okay, we're not going to say anything else here, we're just welcoming newcomers."

"We can just start the easy mode by following Lind. We all know that, but we are casual players, and we will feel uncomfortable if we don't get his brewing formula."

After saying goodbye to each other, beloved Bai Si found Old Pete, who was strolling in the Troll's castle like a street urchin.

Favorite White Silk feels a little off.

As Lind's bodyguard, he is also the character most familiar to the undead. As long as they are old undead, almost no one will not know Old Pete.

Just at this moment, another undead man noticed that Old Pete was unusual and asked him if he needed help.

Old Pete said, "I want some pork from Cuigang. If you can bring it to me, I can pay you."

The undead man immediately asked: "Reward, what?"

"Points from the Troll Castle."

"Fuck! New territory points, I'll go, I'll go!! Wait for me!" The undead hurried away. At this moment, Bai Si, the favorite, suddenly realized.

Ah, so you are here to purchase goods, Old Pete!
Even the moment the word "pork" was mentioned, his eyes turned from cloudy to clear, just like his expression when the word "mead" was mentioned when he accepted the task.

I thought I had found a unique mission, but after all the effort I put in it turned out to be a gathering mission.

If a normal person did this, Zui Ai Bai Si would definitely scold the other person for being greedy, but Old Pete was an NPC, and he couldn't rebuke an NPC for sending out tasks everywhere.

"Old Pete!" Beloved White Silk came to Old Pete and said, "This is the mead you asked for."

"Yes, that's it, hahaha!" Old Pete took the mead, a smile flashed across his face, and then he took out a small notebook.

"Well, you like White Silk the most?" Old Pete pulled out a charcoal pencil and flipped through several pages.

"Yes," Favorite Baisi nodded, leaned over to take a look, and found that there were a lot of words densely written on it.

A year passed, and many people were forced by Lind to learn to read and write. Although old Pete had poor learning ability, he was good at drawing. Sometimes a horizontal oval represented a word, and a vertical oval represented another word. The circles, squares, and rectangles were just like Cangjie creating characters. Old Pete had his own writing system.

Favorite White Silk watched Old Pete search for a while, then drew from it: "You will have to wait for a while before you can redeem your points."

This feeling gave Bai Si, her favorite, a strange feeling. The purely handwritten task seemed to have taken her back to the days of Star Dragon Outpost.

It seems that the Lord's development in the central region is not going very smoothly.

"Can I start asking some questions?" asked Favorite White Silk.

He was now completely certain of one thing: there was no hope for him to become a cargo dealer. Old Pete always said the same thing when he gave out tasks.

It turns out that you are such a good actor, I almost bought the mead because of your words.

"Can you tell me about the Lord's experiences over the past year?" Seeing Old Pete nod, he continued, "We were forced to leave for a year, and when we returned, we learned that the Lord had become the master of the Troll Castle. We were missing a lot of key information."

"It's the Duke!" Old Pete emphasized. He was dissatisfied with the undead's vague words. "I still remember the expression on the Lord's face when he was forced to leave Goliath. Later, he told us that he would bring us back."

"He's doing it." Favorite Bai Si was like a war correspondent, thinking about how to make this part of the video less boring.

"He will definitely do it!" Old Pete confirmed again: "He is one of the two dukes of the Land Kingdom!"

“It sounds great.”

"Not so great," Old Pete shook his head. I often hear the Lord sighing, "Do you know what those people call us? The remnants of the old times, the rebels who call themselves the new nobility, and even some who think they have broken away from the human body and are a new race. Look at our land, it can no longer grow food to fill our stomachs. There are only mutant foods that mutants can eat."

It was a long exchange, and suddenly, Favorite Baisi had an idea, and he had a new direction for his video.

But before that, he hopes to collect as much material as possible.

Just when his beloved Bai Si wanted to ask something, he suddenly found that Old Pete was looking into the distance, and then an undead man came over.

"Old Pete, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I want to taste the sour grapes of Fox Cave, but that place is not friendly to outsiders, alas."

"I can help you!" the undead man said immediately, and looked at his favorite Baisi, asking him with his eyes whether he would accept this task.

Favorite Baisi took a half step back and shook her head to indicate that she would not take it.

"Really?" Old Pete's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "If you can bring grapes from the fox cave, I'm willing to pay you!"

This is a strong sense of déjà vu.

What a good NPC.

(End of this chapter)