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Mithril Fort is located in the northwest of Borean Tundra, on a slightly desolate plain, there is a large dwarf-style fortress, and Mithril Fort is located below this fortress. The structure of this city perfectly interprets the dwarf. The connection between people and the earth, ordinary people living in this underground city will always feel extremely depressed, but the dwarves will not. Living underground will make them feel at ease.

And the copper beard dwarves who migrated here probably commemorated the Ironforge, resulting in the environment of this underground city being very similar to Ironforge. The dwarves found a scorching lava lake underground, so they were in the center of Mithril Fort, A large calciner was also set up to help the temperature of this underground city to maintain a comfortable level for the dwarves with the help of the temperature of the underground magma lake.

Of course, for the pandaren, there is... hot.

Zhou Zhuo took off the fleece and replaced the scholar robe he wore in Pandaria. This time is a few hours away from the evening banquet. The scholars who can’t help themselves walk around in the Mithril Fort. Swim up.

Noisy, this is the first impression left by Mithril Castle to Zhou Zhuo.

In Pandaria, even in the most dynamic mid-level bazaar, people will not be noisy to this point, but walking on the road of Mithril Fort, Zhou Zhuo’s ears have hardly rested for a moment, and there are roars everywhere The sound of forging, there are some very loud voices of dwarves drinking and making fun, and the sound of quarrels, barking and so on.

The dwarf's loud voice and straightforward temper created the flame-like atmosphere of the city, which may not be suitable at first, but after really integrating into it, Zhou Zhuo felt a breath of life like no other. Come.

He made a few laps in the business district of Mithril Fort, and replaced some of the dwarves’ goods with the jade he carried with him. One of the handcrafted mitral silver inlaid sapphire rings made the tourman sigh. Pandaren also have their own skillful craftsmen, but seriously, in the field of metal forging, pandaren craftsmen are far less powerful than these dwarf craftsmen.

There are also "A Brief History of the Battle of the Three Hammers" written by the royal historian of the dwarf civilization, Ms. Aksenus, "The King of the Mountain and the Three Hammer Civilization", "Den Moro's Snow" and so on. These are the most precious treasures in Zhou Zhuo's eyes.

The visit of this gigantic pandaren made the old dwarf shopkeeper who was hungry very happy. This pandaren not only bought a set of books himself, but also entrusted him with a complete set of dwarf history books. Going to Pandaria's Tianchen Temple, Zhou Zhuo paid a large deposit for this, and the happy old dwarf even pulled Zhou Zhuo to drink a few glasses of wine.

Well, this is proof that the dwarf accepted a stranger...

Of course, it may also be because the old dwarf made a failed investment in Mithril Fort. Selling books in the dwarf kingdom is not a good deal. Zhou Zhuo’s generous, somehow, saved him some losses.

As an outright pandaren, Zhou Zhuo bought a book and went to another place to experience the dwarf culture in his own way...that is, a pub.

Before the pandaren appeared, the throne of Azeroth’s alcoholic leader had been monopolized by the dwarves. Now, the panda people who are also very good at drinking and drinking alcohol are born, and the pandaren represented by Zhou Zhuo are interested in drinking. Those who started to challenge the big men and the dwarves in the alcoholic world.

Probably the two most drinkable races in Azeroth, what kind of flame will burst out? And after this competition, who will become the deserved king of alcoholism in Azeroth?

Zhou Zhuo did not know, neither did the dwarves.

However, after 2 hours, the anxious Dahir. Panjiao rushed into the tavern, and he saw the drunk, calm and panda-study scholar leaning on the chair, trying to take a sip of wine, and On the ground beside the scholar, there were several dwarf drunks lying one after another, one of whom was very familiar to Dahir.

Her boss... Honorary President of the Explorers Association...Brian Bronzebeard.

"Zhou Zhuo! Zhou Zhuo! Zhou Zhuo!"

The dwarf drinkers next to them shouted Zhou Zhuo's name in a weird pronunciation.

This quirky bear man who has never been seen is a hero among alcoholics. He went down on his own and drank the few dwarves who could drink the most in the tavern, and was still challenging this pub to drink the most ale in one go.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhou Zhuo difficultly poured the last glass of wine in his hand, and then lifted up a drop of wine glass and turned it over. At this moment, the whole tavern burst into cheers, not only There were dwarfs cheering, some draenei and humans coming for a pastime, and even a few elves joined the carnival.

"Drinking...hiccup...pandaren...hiccup..."

Zhou Zhuo started to shake when he walked, but he still held up the wine glass in his hand, shouting like a general who had returned from victory:

"Pandaren, the most powerful!"

"Welcome to Pandaria, friends!"

In the carnival of the lively pub that was about to lift the ceiling, Dahir. Panjiao slapped her eyes and covered her eyes. She said to herself with some pain:

"Why are these archaeologists... all hopeless drunks!"

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Uh, in short, the banquet that was supposed to start in the evening was moved to midnight abruptly due to an unexpected wine-making battle.

And for this arrangement, the archaeological masters who attended the banquet did not show much surprise... Dwarves, that's it. Drinking is their nature, and drinking alcohol is their original sin, everyone can understand it.

After drinking too much ale, the haggard pandaren scholar came to the banquet hall danglingly. He sat on the chair and looked at the delicious food with dwarf style placed on the table in front of him, but Zhou Zhuo had a little appetite. nothing.

And just across from him, a very familiar old dwarf with a brown cowboy hat sat there with a painful face, and seemed to have no appetite.

The two men raised their heads almost simultaneously, and then saw each other's impressive face.

"It's you!"

Brian Copperbeard jumped up from the chair, pointing at Zhou Zhuo:

"Aha! A bear man who can drink, I know, you must not be a normal person! You are the one... Zhou...Zhou Zhuo, right?"

"It's a pandaren!"

Zhou Zhuo corrected Brian's false statement, and then he reached out and picked up a very clean fruit, and while biting, said:

"Yes, I am Zhou Zhuo, a scholar traveler from Pandaria, who are you? Dwarf."

"I am Brian!"

Brian Copperbeard said to Zhou Zhuo with great interest:

"I received a letter from the Earl of Barov one week ago. When the guy was young, he explored with me several times. He strongly recommended you to me, saying that his crew had seen a tour in Pandaria The scenes of scholars cleaning up antiquities are more professional than most of the so-called "explorers" in Azeroth!"

Speaking of which, the old dwarf's gaze suddenly changed, and there was a trace of inspection in his eyes.

"Although I can trust Old Barov, I still have to investigate you before absorbing you to my team."

"Survey?"

Zhou Zhuo frowned. He looked back at the people who were entangled in the banquet. He asked curiously:

"Isn't these people all invited by you? Why should we investigate?"

Zhou Zhuo came to Northrend with these explorers from all over the world. He also chatted with them during his journey. These explorers all claimed to have been invited by the Explorers Association. Of course, they just left. Zhou Zhuo of Pandaria is not clear about the status of the Explorers Association in the archaeological community of Azeroth, so it is also difficult for him to understand the pride of those people who mentioned "invitation".

Facing Zhou Zhuo's doubts, the old dwarf snorted arrogantly. He picked up a glass of juice and drank it rudely. This lowered his voice and said to Zhou Zhuo:

"Listen to their bragging...do you really think my expedition is so easy to enter? Do you know why these people are running here for thousands of miles?"

Bryan said with a sneer on his face:

"They just want to win an opportunity to work with me, and then use this to brag about their "professional" and identity. Dürr’s secret is important, and the human king will not worry about letting the dwarf examine it alone, so there must be spies from various organizations among these people!"

"Especially what the "Holy Relics Association", the crooked evil spirits created by the high elves, are a bunch of rogue eggs! Take precious cultural relics to auction, converge money, really lost their minds."

"I am doing a very sacred job, Zhou Zhuo who can drink!"

Bryan stood on the chair and said very seriously to the pandaren:

"I must ensure that my team is all first-class players. You have to know that in the face of the relics left by the Titans, only real players can guarantee that they will not drag on others and can complete their work better. The significance of this work to the dwarves is beyond the comprehension of these bastards."

"Well, you are right."

Zhou Zhuo agreed with his face, and later said with some fear:

"Before coming here, I also found a remnant of a Titan left in Kundal, Pandaria. The scene was really magnificent, but it was really scary. I just touched the button, and the one behind me The 25 people who protected me were burned to ashes by the scary monster..."

Speaking of which, Zhou Zhuo remembered his experience at the Mogushan Treasury that day, and he shivered a moment, and said with some fear:

"It's really scary!"

"what did you say?"

Brian's eyes widened. He looked at the pandaren in front of him:

"You said you inspected the remains of a Titan? Really?"

"of course!"

Zhou Zhuo took a little pride from his robe pocket and took out a palm-sized jade figurine, which was a small ornament carved into a Mogu soldier, a collection he got in the Mogushan treasure house. The jade figurine handed it to Brian, who carefully took the jade figurine in his hand, then took out a magnifying glass from the pocket he carried with him, and carefully observed the fine jade.

"Well, the handed down works have at least 7000 years of history."

The old dwarf put down the magnifying glass, took out a small instrument, and searched on the jade figurine. He whispered:

"This is an artistic style that I have never seen before. It is probably a unique civilization characteristic of Pandaria. It’s really a hell. If it’s not for Odur’s thing, I won’t be trapped here. I might Will go to Uldum, or Pandaria, to see new civilizations, new miracles, ah, those two good places, at least let me pass 200 years of boring time... etc."

Brian's vomiting was interrupted by a slight buzz, and the thing in his hand that resembled a magic ornament kept shining in a blue light, which nodded the old dwarf in satisfaction.

He put away the instrument, returned the jade figurine to Zhou Zhuo, and then said:

"There is indeed a remnant of Titan's power on this thing, which proves that you have not lied... an archaeologist who has truly inspected the remains of Titan, you have beaten 99% of the archaeologists in this world... welcome to join me Team, Mr. Zhou Zhuo..."

Facing the hand extended by the old dwarf, Zhou Zhuo shrugged and took that hand. At the same time, he looked at Brian curiously, he asked:

"I heard that you have been looking at the storm cliffs for several years. What on earth is driving you to be so persistent? I'm curious."

Zhou Zhuo's question made Brian sigh, and the old dwarf whispered:

"Do you pandaren know where you came from? I mean, do you know your origin and the story about you?"

Zhou Zhuo nodded, and Brian shrugged:

"This is the reason, Zhou Zhuo, we dwarves don’t know where we came from, we know that we take on the mission, but we don’t know what that mission is, and most importantly, the dwarves have lost their hometown, we think Recapture the Ironforge, but relying on us alone will not work."

"We still need the power of our ancestors... Alas, when it comes to this, I think of my excellent disciple, Harrison Jones, if he is here, relying on the child's strong observation power and almost instinct for archaeology. We are keenly aware that we have discovered it already."

"But it doesn't matter, now that I have you as a good helper, I believe that this puzzle will not last too long..."

"We will find Ulduar, we will enter it, and completely uncover the secret of creation! Uh, of course, before that, I have to drink wine with you again, Zhou Zhuo, come with me, let these flies themselves Play here, let's go drink!"

"This time I invite!"

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