Urban My Skills Come From The Game

Chapter 175 The Pig and the Whistle Tavern

"Ding, get a temporary attribute boost"

"Double Power"

"Twice as fast"

"Doubling your physique"

"Double Stamina"

"Double Spirit"

"The attribute improvement lasts for one week, and this attribute improvement is only valid in Azeroth"

Listening to the notification sound from the system, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This BUFF is too awesome. The only shortcoming is that it can only take effect in Azeroth. Feeling the constant resonance from the planet under his feet, Lin Feng grasped it. make a fist.

Neltharion, here I come!

Stormwind Old Town

The Pig and Whistle Hotel, where there is a smell of alcohol and cigarettes, a young man walked in.

Said: "Hey, buddy, give me a glass of the strongest liquor in Stormwind"

It was Lin Feng who came. He had been in Stormwind City for several days, but he still couldn't find the shadow of Neltharion, the lord of the black dragon.

"Oh! Lin, your drinking capacity is really good. Look, all the guys in the tavern who are drunk on strong alcohol dare not speak when they see you. You are really a bunch of cowards, hahaha" the tavern owner laughed.

Although the name of this tavern in the old town of Stormwind does not sound so elegant or imposing, it is a chef's paradise.

There are many veterans of Stormwind who have experienced the first and second Orc wars chatting. They have already become very familiar with the tavern owner, and they just pretended not to hear the tavern owner's jokes.

I still remember when Lin Feng came here for the first time a few days ago, he asked to drink the strongest wine.

And there is a custom in the Pig and Whistle Hotel, that is, no matter who wants to drink the strongest wine, he has to drink all the people present.

The ending was of course terrible. Lin Feng's physique is over ten thousand at the moment, he can't drink any wine, and everyone, including the boss, was lying on the ground that day and couldn't move.

"Don't use aggressive tactics for us, we can't drink forest," several veterans said indignantly.

The innkeeper laughed.

He poured Lin Feng a glass of Stormwind wine.

Their wine glasses are very large, made of oak trees, and a glass can hold two liters. Whether it is a dwarf, a goblin, a human, or a gnome, a glass is enough for them to drink for a long time, except for the orcs of course.

Lin Feng reached out to pick up the wine glass, and was about to taste it again.

"Wait.~!" A furry palm slapped on the bar.

"I, Chen Fengfeng Liquor don't agree with what you said, boss, I'm not a coward." It was a pandaren who came.

‘Chen Storm Spirits? How did this guy come to Stormwind City?’ Lin Feng wondered.

This is a guy who is addicted to alcohol, and he hates others to say that he can't drink, and he can't compare to others.

"Hey buddy, you should talk to Lin, right?" said the boss.

Chen Fengfeng Liquor looked at Lin Feng, the meaning was self-evident, he wanted to compete with Lin Feng for the wine emperor.

"Very happy! The boss will move out all your wine," Lin Feng said.

The eyes of veterans, tramps, and some nobles all lit up. They knew this pandaren, and the pandaren came here a few months ago. They drank all the taverns, but no one could drink him.

The general tavern rule in Azeroth is that if you drink everyone in the tavern, then you will come to the tavern to drink for free. This pandaren did it.

Soon, buckets of wine were brought out, and the pandaren started to pour the wine without saying a word.

Lin Feng is not to be outdone either.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became hot.

"My God, look at Chen, that's the hottest fire liquid, drinking it is like drinking water, he doesn't take a breath!" a homeless man said in surprise.

This kind of wine is very popular with homeless people. It is cheap and delicious. Drinking it in the cold winter will make you not afraid of the cold wind at all.

"Oh, look at Lin, the dragon is drunk! He drank a barrel in one gulp. At this time, it is said that the magic dragon drank the wine that lay down." A nobleman exclaimed.

In the Pig and Whistle Inn, no matter what your status is, as long as you enter this door, you have only one status, that is, a drunkard, all social classes no longer exist, nobles and tramps squatting together loudly punching and drinking [The bet is a few copper coins.

The tramp won these few copper coins, and he can go to buy some black bread and live a life full of stomachs for a few days.

If the nobles win the copper coin, they can be happy for several days, after all, these guys are the best at punching and drinking in the city.

But most of the time, the hobos who are proficient in this way win the most.

After drinking a glass of wine, Chen Fengfeng Liquor's stomach was already swollen, but Lin Feng didn't respond as if he was a normal person.

Lin Feng's physique is complete, even if he drinks a ton of wine into his stomach, nothing will happen, the wine will not burst his stomach at all.

The panda man's eyes turned white from drinking, alcohol began to flow from his nostrils, and everyone's booing became more and more enthusiastic.

Finally, the Storm Spirits couldn't hold it anymore, and after a puddle of wine came out of his mouth, he fell straight down and fell asleep soundly, and warm applause resounded in the hotel.

A few veterans moved the Pandaren to a corner on one side, where drunks rested, and they didn't have to worry about being thrown out.

Lin Feng poured down the wine he had won in victory, and the hot feeling made him very comfortable.

"."Is it coming?!" Lin Feng thought to himself.

In his perception, there was a young lizard squatting on a shelf in the mage area. What was different was that this lizard was black all over, with two fleshy wings on its back, and it stood with its two backs.

In the past two days, Lin Feng's mental power has always shrouded Stormwind City, and nothing can escape his eyes.

In his memory, Neltharion destroyed the mage area with a mouthful of dragon flames, so he always pays attention to every move here

"I'll pay for everyone's drinks!" Throwing down a piece of gold, Lin Feng left here.

In the past few days Lin Feng ran out of money, so he went outside the city to find thieves to attack, and the money was not lacking.

Lin Feng's figure quickly passed by the alleys in the old street of Stormwind, and (Li Hao) was like a shadow, which no one could see clearly.

After a while, they arrived at the mage area. Neltharion, Deathwing, was quietly squatting on the shelf, watching the passers-by.

No one noticed anything different about this lizard, and no one knew it was a powerful black dragon, except Lin Feng.

Neltharion was feeling everything in Stormwind City with his keen sense of smell, and he knew that the head of his daughter Onyxia was hanging on the city gate.

But that hateful human, Varian Wrynn, is no longer in this city, and his aura has gone away.

Suddenly a figure stood in front of him, looking at him quietly without speaking.

Neltharion's vertical dragon pupils stared straight at Lin Feng, wondering how this human could see him coming.

In Neltharion's eyes, humans are not worth mentioning. Their magic is learned from dragons and druids, and they are basically a race that is as useless as kobolds. .