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Volume 1: The Year of the Rising Stars, Chapter 80: Wine Pot (Part 1)

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    Cecilia was grounded by the vicious housekeeper Harrison after her trip to Helen's Forest some time ago. She cursed Hugo at home. Why didn't this idiot come to see her?  A few days later, I learned that Hugo was unconscious for a long time. After lying on the bed tossing and turning until he tore the sheets, he decided to sneak out to see Hugo.  After Boem sent someone to invite Hugo, he began to praise Cecilia how much Hugo had missed her recently. He would always look at the air with a dull look on his face, and sometimes he would suddenly smile stupidly. A few days ago  Boem went to the Great Library to listen to Fox's explanation of human behavior research, which mentioned this phenomenon. Human beings call this state first love. The fundamental reason for this situation is human beings' infinite expectations for a happy life with their lover in the future.  "Of course, such expectations are usually ruthlessly broken. The reason is usually that young people are not mentally mature enough and their expectations for the future are not appropriate enough. In my opinion, they should expect their relationships to last longer rather than luxury cars and villas.  " It sounds like Fox's original words did not have such a beautiful meaning at all, and they were mostly ridiculing human beings' first love. In comparison, the pure desire of a vampire's blood-sucking impulse is closer to the ideal human love.  But Boem, as a businessman, would naturally choose something nice to say, but Boem didn¡¯t understand how¡­different the real reason for Hugo¡¯s silly smile was.  Soul fusion is a very exaggerated statement, generally used between lovers who cannot physically fuse. It can be said to be a kind of sexual intercourse with a certain degree of interactivity.  But the current situation between Hugo and Ivy seems to be described only by this word. However, compared to the legend about the soul blending and ecstasy in the lovers' world, the relationship between the two is more civilian - only spiritual power.  Just mixed together.  Ivy, who had not communicated with anyone for many years, was asking this and that in Hugo's mind all day long, just like a shriveled sponge absorbing water, quickly absorbing the knowledge of countless years later.  Although she has long been mentally prepared for the decline of magic, the embarrassing status of magicians still makes Ivy a little uncomfortable - magicians in the golden age are so noble, like a lion in a pride of lions, they can stand alone.  Now they actually have to gather together to ensure their status.  However, the emerging industry of magic machinery really attracted Ivy, which directly caused Hugo to spend time in the Copernicus Academy recently, which made Gavin blow his beard and stare in anger - the opportunity to practice in that enchantment is not just casual.  It can be obtained, but now that he knows that the element density is higher in that place, Hugo doesn't care so much. After all, he can't practice other types of magic.  When Boem's people found Hugo, Hugo was explaining the working principles and history of firearms to Ivy. When he heard that Cecilia ran out of the house and wanted to see him, Hugo's heart felt uncontrollably.  Missed a beat.  Ivy was also stunned when she heard that Hugo's little girlfriend came to him. In the past few days, Hugo had already told her about his own life that had just started. Ivy couldn't imagine what it was like to kill someone.  She feels that she has never experienced the sorrow and joy of love, but Ivy knows that she can't live without Hugo in her life.  Thinking of this, Ivy couldn't help but feel a little confused - for the first time since entering Hugo's spiritual world, Ivy felt that she and others lived in two worlds again.  Cecilia didn't come out just to see Hugo. Even if she didn't tell all the dangers she encountered in Helen Forest this time, Harrison still got furious and didn't cause trouble for Hugo and the others.  She was very restrained, so Cecilia was going to give Harrison some gifts to please him.  "Give me a wine flask." Boem suggested. Judging from the situation of those old men hanging out and drinking together, it would be more appropriate to give them a wine flask.  The hip flask was invented by the dwarves who lived in the severe cold areas of the Northeast. The dwarves were addicted to alcohol. It was best to have a sip of strong liquor anytime and anywhere, either to get over the alcohol addiction or to warm up the body.  But the former northern dwarves encountered a devastating problem when they first moved to the Berea region, which once caused the northern dwarves to abandon the rich mineral deposits in the Berea region.  "Wine! The wine is frozen!" This sentence was said by an unknown dwarf miner from the dwarf tribe who was the first to move to the Berea region when he went out to mine for the first time.  The best thing to comfort the hard-working dwarves is a mouthful of vodka that is so strong that it can make people burn. But when the miner put down his pickaxe, picked up the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, raised his head and poured wine into his mouth tragedy happened  .  God bless!  "NO!!!!!" The little miner, who had not been able to drink, let out a miserable cry as if he suddenly learned that his parents had passed away, attracting other dwarves to come and watch.  "Wine! The wine is frozen!" the little miner repeated nervously.??This sentence quickly caused panic among the entire tribe.  Can't drink at work?  Is this a punishment from the gods?  The dwarves reported this to their leader in panic.  The patriarch is a smart man and knows that the gods are not bored to this point yet. A closer look at the wine placed outside seems to be as frozen as water. This seems to be a situation that has never been seen before - the alcohol of the dwarves' wine  The alcohol concentration is very high, and the freezing point of wine is close to half of its alcohol concentration. Naturally, it will not freeze in an environment with a few degrees below zero. In the winter of Berea, more than minus 40 degrees is the norm.  The patriarch told everyone not to panic, and asked someone to bring a pot and add water to boil the wine bottle on the spot. Unfortunately, the fragile wine bottle could not withstand such fluctuations in temperature and simply shattered, causing the dwarves to panic again.  The patriarch had an idea and put the frozen wine into a pot to heat it. Soon the ice cubes turned into warm wine.  The clan leader immediately asked the most panicked little miner to take a sip. The little miner raised his head and drank a glass of it as if drinking a life-saving medicine. Well this kind of warmth is so comfortable.  Seeing the little miner's expression of enjoyment, the patriarch smiled proudly, I have not lived in vain for so many years!  "It's a pity that before the patriarch finished laughing, the little miner's expression became extremely ugly again.  "Clan Patriarch! This wine is not strong at all! It doesn't feel like it's burning when you drink it." Even though the poor patriarch has lived for hundreds of years, he can't possibly know that alcohol will evaporate quickly when heated.  Ruined a bottle of liquor for life.  The clan leader couldn't believe it and took a sip himself. The taste was really good, but it was a pity that it didn't have the taste of strong liquor at all.  "Alas" The clan leader sighed, decided to abandon the mineral deposits in the Berea area, and led the tribe back to their original place of residence.  Since then, the Berea region, which is rich in minerals, has become a cursed place among the dwarves. Within a hundred years, no tribe dared to set foot there, until the Warhammer tribe lost the battle for the position of the Dwarf King and was exiled to the cursed land of Berea.  Ya on.  Li Botie Warhammer, the son of Golden Hammer, the leader of the Warhammer tribe, left a mark in the history of the dwarves due to a theft incident.  When Li Botie was born, the Warhammer tribe had been exiled to Berea. The cold climate resulted in very little crop production, resulting in very little wine production, which in turn led to a reduction in the dwarves' effort value, which in turn led to a reduction in the dwarves' total output value.  , which in turn leads to a reduction in exports, which in turn leads to a reduction in imports In short, the dwarves have no wine to drink!  To this end, the dwarves have established a new rule-underage dwarves are prohibited from drinking.  Ever since, the underage dwarf Li Botie had never drank alcohol.  But the alcoholic nature of the dwarves will not change, especially if they occasionally meet Li Botie, a good drinker, at his father's place.  Finally one day, Li Botie stole shamelessly.  "You brat! Don't come back if you have the guts!" Li Botie ignored his father's roar, put the bottle in his arms and ran into the wind and snow.  Li Botie's father didn't care that much about this bottle of wine, but it would be difficult to handle if it caused a drinking trend among minors. He glared at the children who came around and went back to blacksmithing.  However, there was a snowstorm that night "Don't go! Patriarch! We need you! If even you die" A dwarf elder lay on the ground and pulled the golden hammer's short leg.  Prevent him from going out to find Li Botie.  "What are you talking about! He is my son!" Golden Hammer roared, his nose turning red with anger.  "Clan leader, you must put the overall situation first! Have you forgotten why you named your son Li Botie?" An elder stood up and said: "Li Botie is a good boy, and the gods will bless him!" The Golden Hammer was helpless  He sighed and fell to the ground. He knew in his heart that Li Botie probably wouldn't survive. If he had known that this would happen, he would have just given this little bastard a bottle of wine Sitting at the door of the low bungalow  , Golden Hammer watched the snow all night until dawn, his eyes were pierced by the light in the snow and he shed tears, and a string of icicles hung on his face.  "Chief, the snow has stopped, let's go find Li Botie." An elder wearing a pair of shoes with a log on the sole and a few young adults found the golden hammer.  Golden Hammer crawled out of the snow that was almost above his head, put on a pair of these shoes and walked towards the outside of the tribe.  "Clan leader, which direction are we going?" The elder felt guilty and asked cautiously.  "It should be in that small mine." Golden Hammer said. That small mine was opened by Golden Hammer and Li Botie. If they could dig deeper, maybe Li Botie would not have to die "Wait for me Golden Hammer  To ascend the throne as the dwarf king, the Giant Shield Tribe must live in a situation worse than death!" Golden Hammer secretly made up his mind.  PS: Didn¡¯t expect it, I¡¯m back again!
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