Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

And although the taste of my distilled alcohol is indeed strong enough, who knows if the dwarves will accept it.

After all, if it were Nalant, he would not hesitate to think that rum is more valuable in terms of cost, not just from the perspective of whether he likes it or not.

Of course, as he thought, he, Narante, was not a dwarf.

For dwarves, wine is actually worth more than gold coins.

In addition to their daily necessities, the biggest reason why they make money by forging is to buy wine.

So if they can directly exchange for the wine they like, as long as it can meet their living standards, they are willing even if they don't have gold coins.

"Human race, what's your name? Are you really going to use this kind of liquor to pay the rent? A pot of three hundred divine power crystals requires at least more than 1,600 pots. Do you really own it?"

The dwarf felt a little unfinished and was obviously tempted.

"Of course, Your Excellency Dwarf, my name is Nalant. If Your Excellency Dwarf is willing to accept it, then I can bring a sufficient amount of Dwarf Drunk to sign a contract with you later. By the way, I don't know about Your Excellency Dwarf yet. Name taboo?”

Nalant immediately patted his chest and assured that there was naturally a lot of stock of this distilled liquor, and there were only more than a thousand pots of it, so don’t be too relaxed!

"My name is Wayne Bo, a human god. I have agreed in advance that your subsequent wine must be of the same quality and intensity as the previous one. Otherwise, without the quality of the previous one, our deal will not be established!" Wayne The dwarf told Nalant seriously.

"Your Excellency Weibo, don't worry. I am planning to open a shop here. I will definitely abide by the integrity and ensure that all the dwarf wine I provide is of the same quality as the pot just now. If there is anything wrong, we will You can break the contract at any time!" Nalant promised with a smile.

Just kidding, using a mere 1,600 pots of distilled liquor in exchange for the right to use a shop for half a year is already a huge profit. Even if the shop is smaller and in a box, it is still a huge profit.

"Okay, human Nalant, then I'll wait for you to trade! Just this afternoon, is there any problem?" The dwarf received Nalant's affirmation, and he felt completely at ease at the moment.

"No problem, we'll see you in the afternoon, Mr. Wenbo!"

Then, Nalant didn't stay long and hurriedly ran out of the city. It didn't take long for him to return to his own flame continent.

After arriving in the Flame Continent, he immediately found Natasha and told her that he had made an agreement with the dwarf to exchange distilled liquor for the store.

"Is it true? Nalant, that dwarf is actually willing to sell the shop for a thousand pots of distilled wine? That's an amount of magical crystals worth a void spaceship!"

Natasha was dumbfounded in surprise after listening to Nalant's narration.

Five hundred thousand divine power crystals.

Now that she has seen the world, she naturally knows how much it is worth. In this world of gods, it is simply a huge sum of money, and no matter which god will be tempted by it.

But in the city of stars, it was only the price of a few bottles of wine.

"I actually didn't expect it to be so easy. I also wondered if the dwarf would try hard to cut the price. After all, apart from the strength and taste, the biggest weakness of our distilled wine is its divine power. The price of three hundred divine power crystals, It’s no different than robbery.”

"What I didn't expect was that the dwarf nodded directly and said that three hundred power crystals are not expensive, and there is no need to even negotiate. Haha, that's good, otherwise I would really worry about where to get so many. The magic crystal is here!"

Narant smiled and explained, revealing that he was equally shocked.

In fact, Nalant didn't know that the two of them were so shocked because they were completely frogs in the well.

Dwarves don't question the price, except because they really like good wine and spirits.

In addition, that is the terrifying speed at which dwarves make money.

Even though the shop just now was inconspicuous, it was still so small.

But dwarves earn at least tens of millions of magical crystals every year.

Because the weapons of the dwarves are still famous even in thousands of worlds.

Therefore, all gods will look for dwarves as long as they want to purchase weapons and equipment.

And even a divine dress worn by Nalant can be sold for 10,000 divine crystals. Needless to say, the price of artifacts forged by dwarves.

The minimum starting price is 50,000 to 60,000 divine power crystals, and you can get half of the profit with one handful.

Even sometimes, it is not uncommon to have a handful of hundreds of thousands or millions of divine power crystals.

Therefore, in the eyes of the dwarves, a mere five hundred thousand divine power crystals are just divine power crystals that can be obtained within a month.

If Nalant met another race, he would never treat the five hundred thousand divine power crystals as nothing.

"Narant, I'll prepare the distilled wine right away!" Natasha didn't waste any time, knowing that what Narant was most concerned about now was the plan to earn the power crystals.

"Okay, Natasha!"

Nalant nodded and asked Natasha to take care of it.

Time turned and soon came to afternoon.

Nalant put the prepared distilled wine into the storage space, and then stepped directly into the portal to the City of Stars.

When Nalant arrived at the dwarf shop in West City, the dwarf Wenbo was already waiting.

"Sir Weinbo, I'm here!" Nalant greeted the dwarf.

"Hey, Nalant human race, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Have you brought the wine?" When the dwarf saw Nalant's arrival, he stood up immediately, his eyes were a little bright. He seemed more anxious than Narant.

"Your Excellency, the dwarf, the wine has been brought, I will take it out now!" Nalant did not hesitate, knowing what the dwarf was anxious about.

So he took out the pots and bottles of distilled liquor from the storage space.

Fortunately, these distilled spirits are sealed in wooden frames and folded to prevent them from tipping during transportation, so even though the store is smaller, it can still hold thousands of bottles of wine.

"That's what it tastes like!" As the wine bottle appeared, the tip of the dwarf's nose immediately started to move, and then he couldn't help but praise it.

Nalant understood. Seeing the dwarf's hungry and thirsty look, he immediately took out a pot of loose pot from the storage space and said, "Your Excellency, Dwarf, drink a pot first, and then we can sign the contract after drinking."

"Okay, Nalant human race, you are the most friendly human race I have ever seen!" Dwarf Weinbo smiled and took the wine bottle, and then drank it.

Nalant called him a good guy. A bottle of wine can make a dwarf give such a high evaluation. Sure enough, what people said makes sense. Dwarves are all drunken brains.

After drinking a pot of wine, the dwarf Wenbur suddenly felt refreshed.

"Come on, Nalant humans, let's sign a contract!"

Afterwards, the two began to draw up a contract.

The contract is more complicated, because Nalant does not directly use the divine power crystal to deliver the goods, but uses the distilled wine of the dwarf's drunkenness.

However, the dwarf Wenber cannot open every pot and take a sip, so he needs to write a guarantee in the contract to ensure that each pot of wine must be of the same quality and intensity as the first dwarf drunk he drank.

Otherwise, it will be regarded as Nalant’s deception and the contract will be directly void.

Of course, with this restraint on Nalant, it is natural to have someone to restrain the dwarves. After all, if the dwarves have finished drinking the wine later, or if they change the package, they will come directly to say that there is something wrong with Nalant's wine. If the quality is different, then it will be hard to argue with.

Therefore, there is another item added below, that is, the dwarf god needs to swear on the honor of the dwarf ancestor that he will not lie on this matter.

This agreement seemed to be just a dispensable restriction like a vow, but Nalant knew that this was indeed enough for the dwarves.

Although these dwarves have become gods, they are very pious to their ancestors and will not do it for profit like humans. Even their faith can be abandoned in many cases.

The contract between the two parties was drawn up and then signed and pledged in duplicate.

"Human Nalant, then this shop belongs to you from now on, and these dwarf drunks belong to me!" After signing the contract, the dwarf looked very happy.

"No problem, Dwarf Wenbo, and to celebrate the success of our cooperation, I have two kinds of wine for you to taste!" Nalant put away the contract and immediately took out several wine bottles.

"Oh? Are there other wines?" Dwarves are always curious about new wines.

Nalant's Dwarf Drunk had already given him a lot of surprises, so he was very much looking forward to this new wine.

"That's right, first of all, it's the wine. Please try it, Mr. Dwarf. Although the intensity is not comparable to the drunkenness of the dwarves, it's sweeter and more delicious!" Nalant immediately handed over the wine flask.

The dwarf took the wine bottle and put it to his nose and smelled it, "There is indeed a fragrance. This should be brewed from a single potion plant fruit!"

The dwarf is indeed a master of wine tasting, and he can give an accurate evaluation just by asking.

Then the dwarf Wenbo stopped talking and started drinking directly from the spout.

After finishing a bottle of wine, the dwarf finally nodded, "It's not bad. Although it's a bit less strong and not our favorite among dwarves, the taste is really sweet. You human gods should like it!"

When Nalant saw this, he was quite satisfied. After all, he was selling the wine in the City of Stars.

Now that it can be confirmed by the dwarves, it means that there is still some market.

This is why he gave extra dwarf wine, just to let Uncle Wayne make a judgment.

After all, he was worried that gods in different worlds would have different taste requirements for wine. Now it seems that the taste of wine is still acceptable.

"Human Nalant, what about the next bottle of wine?"

At this time, the dwarf had already looked at the other silver pots, and the tip of his nose was still moving, obviously smelling some unique smell of wine.

Nalant didn't hesitate and said immediately: "Your Excellency Dwarf, this third wine is different from the other two."

"The other two are brewed with ordinary magic potions, but the third wine is brewed with the fruit of the sacred tree. This sacred tree is very precious. There is only one in our world."

The third type of wine is naturally the Black Realm Divine Wine.

However, the Black Realm Divine Wine is special. Nalant naturally has to explain it clearly to the dwarf before drinking it, otherwise it will be bad if there is a misunderstanding.

"Oh? Is it the only divine wine in your world? Then I'm really looking forward to it!" Uncle Wayne, the dwarf, became energetic.

"Your Excellency Dwarf, in addition to these, there is another thing. After drinking this wine, if you use divine power, it will be consumed faster. The effect will not disappear until it is completely consumed."

"Of course, if you don't use divine power, it can be eliminated by itself in two or three days!"

"Before drinking, I want the dwarf to consider whether it will delay your business or pose a threat to you in the next two days!"

"Huh? Why does it sound a bit familiar? However, human Nalant, this is the city of stars, and there is no need to worry about safety issues, so I am still going to give it a try!" the dwarf replied.

"Okay, Your Excellency, then you have a taste. This is this pot, the Black Domain Divine Wine, our world's most high-end wine!" Nalant directly handed over the Black Domain Divine Wine.

The dwarf took the Black Realm Divine Wine, with some doubts and scrutiny in his eyes at first, but when he smelled the smell of the Divine Wine, his eyes suddenly lit up in the next moment.

"This smells so good!"

Then, the dwarf Wenbo did not hesitate and started drinking again.

While drinking, the dwarf's eyes gradually began to shine.

To be honest, the alcohol content of this black wine is not as high as that of distilled wine, but it is much stronger than wine.

Although such intensity did not reach the limit, it definitely reached the passing line for dwarves.

As for the taste, needless to say, many gods including Nalant and the God of Hunting could not put it down after drinking it.

It was even the first time for Nalant to encounter wine that was many times more delicious than wine in this other world.

"Ha, it's so delicious, it's so delicious! This wine is simply the best wine I've ever drunk as a dwarf in my life!" After the dwarf finished drinking, the dwarf Wenber looked at Nalant with gleaming eyes, and spoke with a compliment. The sound is also endless.

"Haha, Your Excellency the Dwarf actually gave such a high evaluation. It seems that my Black Realm Divine Wine should be able to sell well in the City of Stars!" Nalant said with a smile.

And this Black Realm Holy Wine is also the signature that he plans to use as a treasure of the store.

The selling price is prepared to start from one thousand divine power crystals.

Of course, it's not a pot of a thousand divine power crystals, but just a simple cup.

Although this is suspected of killing pigs, the problem is that the Black Domain Divine Wine is indeed delicious, and the output of the Black Domain Divine Wine is not high.

There is only one sacred tree that can produce raw materials. If Nalant lowers the price and sells it, even if the business is really good, the supply will definitely exceed the demand.

Therefore, the price is set higher. If someone buys it, you will make a profit. If no one buys it, it will also increase the quality of the store.

"Not only is it a big hit, if your delicious wine is publicized, I'm afraid the drinkers will go crazy. I don't know about other races, but our fellow dwarves will definitely like it very much!"

"By the way, what are the side effects you just mentioned? Does it seem to speed up the consumption of divine power?" Upon hearing this, the dwarf Wenber immediately spoke to Nalant.

"Yes, Mr. Wenbo, of course, don't worry. This effect will disappear in two days at the latest. If you are willing to directly use your divine power to consume it, it will be faster!" (End of Chapter)