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Seeing that the three uncles all looked like they were reincarnated from starvation, I did not whet their appetites and took out the hot meals that Vilas had just prepared in the morning, and then took out a few jars of good wine.

When I looked up, I saw that there was already a mess in front of me. Three barbarians were fighting for it. They were stuffing a bunch of food with their left hand and a dish with their right hand. They wanted to burst their mouths.

Seeing this scene, I realized that the dining table Shura scene that often takes place at home is still the same, whether it is the victorious general Ben Druid at the dining table, or the handsome Princess Sanwu who can't speak a mountain, and

The bottomless little ghost of the strong man and the elusive assassin Dead Dog all seemed too weak in front of these barbarians who looked like they had been hungry for thousands of years.

"Guys, there's still plenty of food to eat. Take your time."

As a result, my well-intentioned dissuasion not only failed, but had the opposite effect. As soon as they heard that there was more, they were even more impatient to finish what was in front of them, eating what was in their hands, looking at what was in the pot, and thinking about what others were eating, which was right in front of them.

The most realistic portrayal of these three evil savages.

In order to satisfy these three barbarians, I specially ordered Vilas to double the originally estimated portion. Now it seems that it is still a bit conservative. The portion is enough to feed ten barbarians. In the case of these three ancient barbarians,

In front of the hero, after just five minutes, the dishes were in a mess and all were gone. Even the sauce was licked clean.

Because he is an ancient hero, are his appetite and speed also at the level of an ancient hero?

Kelik carelessly picked his teeth and patted his belly. He almost scared me to urinate when he said "eighty percent full." Can you still eat your feelings?

After the meal, it was time to enjoy the wine. Among the three of them, Talik, who seemed honest, calm and taciturn, was the most addicted to alcohol. He would rather give up the fight for the dining table with the other two people. He was probably six to seven full after eating (according to Kolik's

(guessing the amount of food), he had already stopped, holding a jar of wine with different flavors on each side, squinting and savoring life.

It wasn't until the ten jars of wine were drunk that the three uncles looked like they were still satisfied, patted me on the shoulders, and showed encouraging and approving glances.

"Well done. I will continue to carry it forward in the future. I will increase the portion size of the food by about 40% and bring ten or eight more jars of wine. That will be enough."

"You still want to be full of love?" I rolled my eyes seriously.

"Also, is it really okay to drink so much wine? Can you really drink it? Even if you can drink it, aren't you afraid that the adventurers who come to test you will smell the smell of alcohol from your statues?"

"You don't need a little guy like you to worry about this kind of thing."

Korik and Madoc laughed loudly. After eating, they had forgotten the quarrel just now. They were drunk and hugging each other, smelling of alcohol. It seems that hunger can easily lead to a surge in anger. Look at this

The two of them had eaten and drank enough, and even their ferocious tattooed faces, which were characteristic of barbarians, were so happy that they almost melted away in peace.

Of course, Willas's craftsmanship also played an important role in this. If it were replaced by the salty hell of the little fox, they probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

"Thank you for your hospitality, little one. Remember to keep it up next time. We have definitely identified this flavor."

They patted my shoulders one by one and almost made me plant my lower body in the snow. The three well-fed men picked their teeth clean and jumped up to their respective high platforms, ready to continue cosplaying.

Statue, waiting for the arrival of the next adventure team.

With difficulty, I pulled my legs out of the snow. Seeing that they were about to enter the petrified state again, I lowered my head and thought for a moment. Did I forget something important? It was not just to send good wishes to these three uncles.

Good food and wine, right?

When I thought of the correct answer, I almost burst into tears, and stretched out my hand to persuade him to stay.

"Wait a minute, I still have something to say!"

The three barbarians who were about to be petrified stopped and looked at me with some confusion.

"Is there anything else? Oh, maybe I want to discuss the menu for next time. That's too polite, that's too polite. But since the little guy is so thoughtful, I can't put it off. I'll prepare more braised food next time."

"Are you kidding me? Barbecuing is the way to go!"

"Wine, if only there was more Sac Cristal."

The three uncles started a discussion without permission, and their faces turned red as they argued, as if that was really the case and I had already agreed to them.

"Wait a minute, you misunderstood, I never said such a thing."

"Oh, I didn't say it. Goodbye then." When the third uncle heard this, he felt very prosperous and was about to go to sleep.

"I know! I know! That's what I do! So please listen again, I still have something to say!" I was so angry that my nostrils were filled with smoke, but I couldn't help it. Who could let me ask for it?

As for people.

"That's what makes sense."

"Yes, yes, be more relaxed and act like a grown man."

"The one who is stingy will always be a little brat wearing a diaper."

The faces of the three barbarians were as clear as day, and they all showed charitable smiles. Can you really kneel down for you?

"It's like this, actually I think... didn't you say before that one day when I am strong enough, I can come back to challenge you, challenge you with all your fighting power, and if I win, give me something good,

Right, you haven’t forgotten this, right?”

I stared at the three of them closely, for fear that they would slap the back of their heads and say, ah, I don’t remember this at all, did we say such a thing? Or they laughed nonchalantly and nodded to indicate that they said such a thing, but ah,

That reward, Harrogath's heart, was cooked and eaten by us when we were really hungry.

"There is such a thing. It seems that he did say it." Kolik was not sure.

"Let me think about it. There have been a lot of geniuses in recent years. I've told several people that I can't remember clearly." Maddock held his forehead as he thought.

"I said it." Talik said concisely.

"..." Of these guys, Tarik is indeed the most reliable.

"Okay, I'll treat you like this, but... you don't want to challenge now, do you?" Kolik subconsciously touched the two-handed ax behind his back, as if to say, Damn it, I heard that you like to die?

"That's it. Please agree to my request." I took a deep breath, feeling like I would be pissed to death by the three of them if I continued. Is this their strategy to win without a fight?

"Wait a minute, let us remember carefully, when exactly did I say these words to you?" The three barbarians looked at each other for a long time, and began to feel a little uneasy.

"Remember when you first came to challenge us, you were in the pseudo-realm realm, right? You were beaten badly by us at that time."

"Yes...yes." I blushed. I was not fooled by those bastards at first. I didn't know that the test of ancient barbarians would have such a cheating setting. I am a strong enemy and the enemy is also strong. I thought that with the third

The second world's Harrogas-level combat power could easily crush him, but he was crushed by someone else's heel.

Later, I learned my lesson and used werewolf transformation. Relying on the extreme speed of werewolf transformation, I finally convinced these three people to let me go.

"It should be ten years ago."

"It's only been ten years."

"It's too short."

The three people continued to lament that for them, who had been guarding the top of Arreat for thousands of years, ten years was indeed a blink of an eye.

Ten years. It’s about the same. When I heard these words, I was in a trance. My heart was full of nostalgia. Before I knew it, ten years had passed since my first time with them. How many decades are there in life?

ah.

No, wait. It seems that for many ten years, I subconsciously brought in the ideas of the original world. It was indeed not much, but now I am an adventurer in the Dark Continent, and I have reached the realm of world power by myself.

Level. If you can take good care of your noble (?) body and don't run around and get killed, you can barely live for nearly a thousand years, or at least five or six hundred years.

It's a pity, how many adventurers can survive to die naturally? I have met so many world power level experts in the third world. So far, with the exception of Arlandlan and the three barbarians in front of me,

The hairy-legged fairy is the oldest among the people I have ever seen, and his age is only four or five hundred... uh, should we say five or six hundred? In short, he should be more than five hundred years old. Even the green dragon Druid Wei

Grandpa Kesen is also his junior.

Oh no, if it wasn’t limited to other human forms, I had forgotten that there is a little ghost. It’s a pity that this stupid saint has a reputation of long live, but she is a complaining saint who has been focusing on complaining for a hundred thousand years, and there is also a doll princess.

, if she counts, 30,000 years is more exaggerated than a little ghost. Unfortunately, he has a vicious tongue and occasionally pretends that I am an artificial intelligence and cannot understand you when he is in trouble. Ni Zoukai is so angry that he is worth his life.

Thinking about it this way, the older Saint Doll I know has quite a lot of hair on her legs. But, could it be that the older she gets, the weirder her personality becomes?

"It's just that it seems we didn't say what we said at that time." Madoc remembered something again. It seemed that his brain was not petrified or frozen by the wind and snow on the mountain top.

"That's right. Didn't I come to visit you from time to time in the future? You said this to me once when I broke through to the realm."

I also pretended to have a good memory for once, and actually started to remind the other party. This is definitely an important moment worthy of being recorded in dark history.

"Yes, yes, that's right. When you said that, my impression came to me. It was that time. But, if I calculated correctly, it was only seven or eight years since that time, right?" The three of them said

The barbarian uncles started playing arithmetic games again. Don’t they know this is my specialty?

"So, what exactly do you want to say?" Seeing the three people chattering, I couldn't help but interrupt.

"In other words, it took you less than two years to break through from the pseudo-realm to the realm of the realm?"

"Well, the pseudo-realm is just a transitional stage, nothing like it, right?"

I nodded. Now that I have become more knowledgeable, I slowly understood the nature of the pseudo-realm, and that’s why I said these words. Why is the pseudo-realm a pseudo-word, and the power of the world is not called the power of pseudo-devouring the world? The difference is here.

, the pseudo-realm is actually a part of the realm, just like the eggshell of an egg, it is a vassal existence, so the powerful angels, demons and dragons do not have this setting of a pseudo-realm in their eyes, and they are all weaklings below the second wing.

What other levels of strength are there?

In fact, it is said that in the era before the Doomsday War, when the Dark Continent had not yet been created, there was no such thing as the realm of world power. For the angels and demon dragons at that time, they were weak from the four wings down. You

You're really kidding me about grading weak chickens, right?

However, although they all have the same experience of being treated as weak chickens, the power of the world is stronger than the pseudo-realm, and it is not such a vassal existence. It is a real independent power stage, unlike the pseudo-realm.

and the relationship between domains.

Having said so much, I just want to express one idea. For geniuses, the pseudo-field is really just a transitional stage. It is difficult to break through to the pseudo-field, but after the breakthrough, it will be easier to reach the realm of the field, because you are in
To be continued...