Chapter 89: Post-War Celebration Bonfire

A strong grain liquor named "Dragon Slayer's Death Celebration" was poured down his throat.

The hot smell of alcohol rose up and burned Ludo's big nose red.

The name of this wine changes every once in a while. Whoever consumes the most gets the chance to get a name. There are all kinds of weird names like "Pingduzhenlu Brandenburg", "I'm Speechless", "Poison Claw and Orange" and so on.

Ludo thought it was very stupid to spend all his hard-earned money just for a wine named after himself. The taste of the wine would not change, and after a while the name of the wine would become someone else's.

He didn't understand, but the undead people enjoyed it so much that if they wanted to drink the familiar wine, they could only say "I want the old one" or "I want the one with a new name". Otherwise, looking at the menu that was so long that it made their scalps numb, they would definitely lose the confidence to order.

This time the name of the wine was changed after the lord's approval, in order to celebrate the first successful dragon slaying.

When the wine took a sip, thinking that it was actually related to the dragon, even Ludo, who had never cared about the name, couldn't help but admire it, and felt his heart filled with pride and enthusiasm.

He seemed to have a vague understanding of what the undead were pursuing, but it was too luxurious for him. Compared to the "dragon slayer's death celebration", he preferred "keeping it the same as before".

As long as you can drink it.

"Hiccup~!"

Life in Star Dragon Post was beyond imagination. Ludo, who had a good voice, did not do rough work like others. The dwarf could not do any rough work either, as he would only make people feel that he was in the way.

He now resides in the Sentry Tavern performing comedy shows and occasionally singing a few songs. Sometimes a group of undead people get together to play cards and they like him to sing beside them, saying that it creates a good atmosphere.

Ludo, who had long been accustomed to acting like a clown, didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He was an excellent actor, especially in playing annoying roles such as jesters and clowns. However, unlike in Prey Town, he would not be beaten for playing such roles in Star Dragon Post.

His main job here is singing, and occasionally he also plays and drinks with others.

If you continue to say to the undead in a treacherous tone after the performance, "Thank you for the gold coins you gave me. Give this funny and pitiful dwarf more money to buy some wine," some of the undead will give you the money while cursing.

There is a trick here, too. You have to pretend to be hesitant to say something. He found that the undead had no resistance to this expression.

There were even more than one undead who tried to give him money and asked him if he had any "hidden missions". Unfortunately, there were none. Ludo's identity was no different from those female workers. He was currently at the bottom of the Star Dragon Outpost. He was not qualified to issue missions that would make the undead jealous.

It was just the bottom, but life was not as bad as imagined. He could fill his stomach and drink. Above him were the various craftsmen valued by the lord, the middle-level people were the soldiers, and the top was the lord.

In fact, at the beginning, Ludo's task was to sing for the witch lady in the potion shop. Unfortunately, he was the one who was eliminated among the three.

The powerless dwarf can only find ways to make a living on his own. Star Dragon Outpost has no plan to keep idle people, but fortunately, there are opportunities to make a living everywhere.

There was even one time when the lord saw the dwarf Ludo cheating the undead of their money. Not only was he not angry, but he also taught him a few games and told Ludo that he could continue to work in the tavern and any other place in Star Dragon Post, but he had to pay taxes.

He raised his head and held the cup high, and the last sip of "Dragon Slayer's Death Celebration" flowed down his throat.

Leave the tavern.

Dragon meat was roasted early in the morning. The lord did not regard dragon meat as a treasure at all. Since there were not many people on the sentry post, everyone could have a taste.

When I walked to the stall, I happened to see an extremely ugly undead with dyed green hair holding a string of roasted dragon meat and shouting in an exaggerated tone: "Visit the store and you'll get a lot of money. Tell me if the white silk is real or fake..."

Ludo walked around the green-haired monster and came to the barbecue stall. The dragon meat sizzling on the strange grill gave off an enticing aroma.

"A dragon that has been living in magma will actually be roasted by flames. Sprinkle a little bit of fire tongue grass and rock salt, and the taste will explode in an instant!"

It's not an adjective, but there really is someone shouting like this next to you, and pretending that the food is delicious while shouting.

"Earth Dragon BBQ, you deserve it! Each person is limited to one skewer!"

"Hey, Ludo~" The undead who was grilling meat saw Ludo.

There are very few NPCs in Star Dragon Outpost, and each of them has been followed by the undead. The undead are very familiar with the dwarf clowns that often appear in the tavern.

Whether they have nothing to do or not, they like to get together in the pub to play cards.

Ludo rubbed his hands and said, "Look at this craftsmanship. I can already smell the delicious aroma from a distance~"

"No, that won't do. This is for the immortals! Haha, I'm just teasing you. Come on, take it!"

Today, the Lord is in a good mood, and the undead are in a good mood because the wizard profession is about to be opened, so when they meet the disgusting Ludo, they will also give him a good face. Friendly NPCs, even if they usually have foul mouths, the undead will not say anything, this is the real thing, if everyone is a nice gentleman who treats others well, what's the point.

Butter has a foul-mouthed lady, although they currently only have a foul-mouthed dwarf.

The most important point is that you don't feel bad about selling your father's land, because the dragon meat belongs to the lord, and you can enjoy it while getting task rewards and faction points. It's just barbecue, it's what we do in real life.

Thinking of this, the undead man in charge of the barbecue suddenly paused.

"I was having a barbecue in real life, thinking I could relax in the game, but when I got into the game, I was still having a barbecue..."

Ludo didn't care about his mumbling and urged him twice more. The other party came back to his senses from his dazed state and handed over the barbecue as if his life had suddenly lost hope and was ruined.

After taking a bite, Ludo's face changed.

Fragrant!
It tasted like chicken and had a slightly sweet texture. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but even when he chewed the roasted meat between his teeth, the meat seemed to be alive and was slightly struggling with his teeth, as if he had really swallowed a dragon in one bite.

The most obvious symptom is...it's hard to chew.

He stretched his neck and swallowed hard, finally managing to swallow the meat into his stomach.

"what--"

There are many people who do the same thing as him.

"No, each person can only eat one skewer!"

"I just put it in my mouth and the meat slid into my stomach without even having the time to chew it."

Ludo glanced over and saw two undead people, a man and a woman, chatting about barbecue.

The undead man in charge of the barbecue was determined, while the female undead standing in front of him was humble and flattering.

"It's delicious, just like grilled chicken breast. Give me another skewer."

"There's no point crying, you have to pay! Damn, it's just barbecue, why are you crying? I'll give it to you, give it to you, give it to you."

"You don't understand the days of eating grass, it's so delicious!" The undead woman who was holding a skewer of meat and eating it, crying at the top of her lungs, immediately became the focus.

Faintly, Ludo could hear them saying, "Oh, romantic idiot, that's something she could do."

Shaking his head, Ludo continued to move forward. Unfortunately, Star Dragon Outpost had no commercial attributes, and the lord was in charge of the business between the NPCs and the undead players.

The commercial attributes of the NPC itself can be ignored, and the undead are the type who dare not bargain, so it is difficult to develop business here.

Because there is no connection between supply and sales, and there is no intention to establish any connection, everything is run on the premise of relying on the Star Dragon Outpost.

After walking around, Ludo didn't see anything more interesting, so he found a place to sit in the small square and enjoy the excitement ahead.

The lord will give a speech today, and he didn't invite everyone to come, but everyone came here without any prior arrangement.

The female workers had been sitting nearby and whispering to each other. Life at Xinglong Sentry was getting better and better, and their dry faces were getting a little more fleshy.

The red glow of dusk filled the sky, and a ray of light slanted down to ignite the bonfire.

I don't know who started it, but some undead people have already stood up and started dancing and singing.

The main feature is that my face is not my face. On the Internet, I am a big shot and can do whatever I want.

Ludo, who had always been responsible for singing and performing for others, never dreamed that he could actually see others singing. This group of undead people might be like the elves in the story, always carefree, immortal... Then the next moment the sigh on his face disappeared and became stiff.

"Two tigers love to dance~" Strange twisting bodies and strange songs.

Some of the undead nearby shouted in unison: "Hey——!"

Forget it, worry-free life is theirs.

(End of this chapter)