Chapter 62 Have You Ever Tasted 700-Year-Old Lafite?

Han Xing walked straight to the tower, which was also the core area of ​​the castle.

He followed the steps and climbed up.

He walked all the way to the third floor of the tower, where there was a room of about 20 square meters.

The room was not big, but the view was very good.

More importantly, there was an extended building outside the house, like a small balcony.

Standing on the balcony, you can not only have a panoramic view of the layout of the entire territory, but also see farther away.

"It must be very comfortable to sleep here!"

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to use this as his bedroom.

After placing the bed, table, stool and other furniture, there was finally some home atmosphere here.

Han Xing clapped his hands and was very satisfied with this bedroom.

After packing these, he walked to the small balcony area of ​​the bedroom, moved a stool to sit under his buttocks, and admired the starry sky at night.

At this height, even a six-meter-tall elite puppet seemed to be stepped on by him.

Han Xing looked up.

At this time, the moon was hanging high in the night sky, and the clouds seemed to be surrounding it.

"With such a beautiful view, it would be even more perfect if we had some beer and skewers at this time." Han Xing couldn't help thinking.

"Wait a minute, good wine? I have it!"

Han Xing suddenly remembered a jar of good wine he found in the cellar under the lost palace.

That jar of wine is called Black Vine Wine, one of the most popular wines of the dwarves.

Moreover, according to the system's notes, this jar of wine has a history of more than 700 years.

Even among the dwarf nobles, it is not an easy thing to drink Black Vine Wine of this year.

Han Xing took out the jar of aged wine with some excitement.

He easily held the jar of wine weighing hundreds of kilograms in his arms, and then gently put it down.

The sealing of the jar is very good. Even now, Han Xing did not smell the fragrance of the original liquid inside. On the contrary, the jar itself had a layer of fermentation smell because it had been in the cellar for too long.

With excitement, Han Xing slowly opened the lid.

Pop!

With a clear sound of opening the lid, the next moment, a hint of strong wine aroma instantly penetrated into the nose.

The moment he smelled the aroma, Han Xing couldn't help but shudder.

"Hiss..."

Han Xing couldn't help but take a deep breath, this moment, refreshing!

He swore that he had lived for most of his life and had never smelled such a mellow and layered wine aroma.

"The dwarves are really good at enjoying themselves!" Han Xing exclaimed sincerely.

Even he, who rarely drinks, couldn't help drooling at this moment.

Han Xing took out the wine glass, and then scooped out a cup of original liquid, and the clear and transparent wine flowed in the glass.

In an instant, the strong aroma of wine spread throughout the territory, and the real fragrance spread ten miles.

Han Xing took a sip and immediately felt more than a dozen flavors melting on the tip of his tongue.

It was a taste that he had never tasted on Blue Star. He smelled the fragrance of some herbs, the fragrance of grains, and all kinds of strange flavors.

After all of them were mixed together, they triggered a strange reaction.

"Hiss..."

After taking a sip, Han Xing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"This is... too damn fragrant!" He was a little incoherent.

"Is this wine? This is simply sweet jade dew!"

Han Xing couldn't help but taste the second sip, and the whole person was completely conquered by the black vine wine!

At this time, he also admired the winemaking technology of the dwarves in his heart. They were able to brew such a fine wine, and they were worthy of being the race with the strongest winemaking talent in the world.

At this time, Coal Ball was curiously watching Han Xing's movements, and after smelling the fragrance, he came over instantly.

It stretched out its little wolf claws and kept scratching Han Xing's leather boots, as if it wanted Han Xing to taste it too.

Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Coal Ball's sense of smell that he could find this jar of black vine wine.

"Greedy little wolf cub."

Han Xing laughed, and in Coal Ball's expectant eyes, he poured half a cup of the original liquid and put it under his feet.

Coal Ball immediately stuck his head out and began to lick it happily.

Slurp~ Slurp~

After a while, the black vine wine in the cup was licked clean by Coal Ball.

Han Xing saw the little wolf raised his head.

Its eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that he was a little unconscious.

Coal Ball's steps were weak, staggered for a moment, and finally fell down.

"Hahaha! I told you to be greedy!"

Han Xing laughed. He just drank two sips and felt a little tipsy.

Coal Ball drank half a cup directly, it would be strange if he didn't fall down.

After carrying Coal Ball to the sofa, Han Xing continued to return to the small balcony and began his own enjoyment time.

At this time, Han Xing suddenly remembered that Cheng Jianyong usually liked to drink.

Since high school, he was an alcoholic who loved drinking, but after getting married, he restrained himself a lot.

He suddenly had some thoughts to tease him.

So, Han Xing opened the discussion group and said, "Brothers, have you ever drunk 700-year-old Lafite?"

Then, he sent the information about Black Vine Wine to the discussion group.

When Cheng Jianyong saw the information on the Black Vine Wine, which was 768 years old, he immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "Fuck!!!"

"768 years of aging, wine brewed during the Yuan Dynasty, this is too fucking exaggerated!"

Cheng Jianyong swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Brother Xing, where did you get it? Give me some too?"

Han Xing did not answer, but described to Cheng Jianyong the delicious taste of Black Vine Wine and the endless aftertaste.

Cheng Jianyong felt the wine bug in his stomach start to stir and saliva began to secrete crazily just by listening.

He said in an almost pleading tone: "Brother Xing! My brother! Please, give me some, I swear, just a little!"

"Fuck, after coming to this world, I almost forgot what wine tastes like. Now, there is a jar of 700-year-old wine in front of me. Isn't this going to make me greedy to death?"

Han Xing laughed and stopped teasing him. Instead, he filled a glass bottle with 200 ml and traded it to him.

This is the convenience between survivors. If you need something, you can trade it directly. It is simpler than express delivery.

Seeing that it was only 200 ml, Cheng Jianyong said with some resentment: "Brother Xing, is that all?"

Han Xing nodded and said: "A little is enough. Drinking too much will make you drunk. In this world, being drunk is very dangerous. You don't have much self-control, so I can't give you too much."

Cheng Jianyong wanted to say that he would never get drunk, but thinking of the embarrassing experiences in his school days, he swallowed the words back.

At this time, Shen Yun also said with expectation: "Brother Xing, give me some too."

After hearing this, Han Xing also gave Shen Yun 200 ml and solemnly said: "Remember, you can only drink a little at a time, and you must not drink too much, or something will happen."

Shen Yun also smiled and responded: "Don't worry, I'm not that guy Cheng Jianyong."

After a few sips, Han Xing heard Cheng Jianyong start to talk nonsense in the discussion group.

Han Xing didn't want to listen to this guy getting drunk, so he closed the discussion group directly.

At this time, Han Xing was also a little sleepy.

He resealed the wine jar and put it in the storage box.

Then he went back to bed to rest.

...

The next day.

As soon as Han Xing opened his eyes, many prompts appeared in front of him.

[The psychic puppet was successfully made...]

[The psychic puppet was successfully made...]

Han Xing walked to the balcony and saw 5 four-meter-tall metal giants on the territory, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Now, there are still 2 ordinary puppets on the production column that have not been completed, and it will take 4 hours.

"Very good, one step closer to the formation of my puppet army!"

Coming down from the tower, Han Xing walked to the psychic puppet, and the attributes of the puppet appeared in front of him.

[Psychic Puppet (One Star)]

[Level: lv7]

[Strength: 48, Agility 37, Spirit 35, Constitution 55 (Benefited by the primary castle of the territory, all attributes increased by 10%)]

[Remaining psychic energy value: 0 (50 psychic cores can be injected into the puppet with 1 psychic energy value)]

[Remaining defense value of psychic core: 100]

[Skills: Energy Shot, Rock Body (Passive skill, when attacked by physical attacks, reduces the damage effect by 40%)]

The attributes are similar to the ordinary puppets he encountered before, and after being enhanced by the castle, it has been upgraded to a higher level.

Han Xing estimated that this level 7 psychic puppet, in terms of attributes alone, is probably not inferior to the general level 9 monster.

Counting its terrifying physical defense, even some level 10 monsters are not its opponents.

Han Xing filled all the energy of these 5 puppets, consuming a total of 25,000 psychic cores.

Then, Han Xing put all the puppets into the storage box, playing the role of playing the pig to eat the tiger.

However, for safety reasons, he freed up 30 slots of backpack space to place elite puppets to prevent unexpected situations.

Next, he began his easy leveling journey.

With the violent pet Coal Ball and a puppet assistant with defense comparable to that of a leader-level monster, he basically had no opponent at the current stage.

Experience soared, and in half a day, Han Xing broke through to level 8.

Coal Ball also rose to level 7.

After a whole day, Han Xing's experience value reached 40% of level 8.

The territory expanded directly from 2246 square meters to 3124 square meters.

On the new ranking list, Han Xing once again firmly occupied the first place with a huge advantage.

Moreover, there was no accident this time.

Because even the current Whisperer and Black Hawk have just reached level 7.

Not to mention the other survivors, they are generally at level 5 or 6.

The huge gap made them give up struggling directly.

At the same time, somewhere in the sky.

Seven or eight territories of more than a thousand square meters gathered together.

They moved the territories together and all converged at the same place.

Eight survivors sat around a table in different corners.

And the one sitting in the first place was the leader of God's Whisper, the Whisperer.

At this time, looking at the appearance of the team members, the Whisperer said approvingly: "Very good, it took two days for us, God's Whisper, to finally put together an eight-person team!"

"Next, as long as we unite, explore together, and fight together, our leveling and expansion speed will begin to skyrocket!"

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