Wen Yu glared at Elvin Deka and shouted, "old man, shut up! Ruixue, don't cry. I don't want to see you cry in front of me again!"
Seeing that Wen Yu was really angry, ivandka hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands and went to a corner to squat down. He also expected Wenyu to go to the dwarf tribe. Ruixue was also stopped crying by Wenyu's roar, but tears were still falling from the corners of her eyes.
Wen Yu slowly closed his eyes and his brain ran at top speed, looking for countermeasures. For a moment, the dark room was quiet and terrible. After a long time, Wen Yumeng opened his eyes and three big words - non mainstream!
Seeing Wen Yu open his eyes with a smile, Ruixue wiped the tears off his face two or three times and asked eagerly, "brother, have you thought of a way?"
Wen Yu fondled Ruixue's cheek with pity and apologized: "I was a little impulsive and scared you just now. Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you can't cry. As long as I'm here, there's no obstacle! I've thought of a way to deal with it. Go back and talk. Old bastard, come here!"
"Boy, what can I do for you?" Elvin Descartes didn't mind Wenyu's address. On the contrary, she was happy.
Wenyu took out two pieces of paper directly from the space, handed them to Evan Deka and said, "help me create these things in three days, and use the best materials here. I'll send someone to pick them up in the evening of three days!"
Ivandka took the drawing, glanced at it and said angrily, "boy, I ivandka is a noble dwarf maker. I only make armor and weapons for soldiers and disdain --"
"Hum!" Wen Yu hums coldly, interrupting Elvin Deka's complaint. "I think you can't make it. Tut Tut, Grandpa bragges about the dwarf's making technology in front of me every day. Now it seems that's all. He can't even beat this thing!"
"Fart!" Ivan Deka was so angry that he jumped his feet, and the beard at the corners of his mouth kept shaking. "I don't care to make these messy things!"
"That's all right." Wen Yu sighed disappointedly, "originally I wanted to go to the dwarf tribe. Since the noble dwarf maker elder evandeka is not welcome, I won't go! Hey -"
Ivandka stared at Wen Yu with two big eyes and didn't say a word, "Boy, you and Brian are a virtue. If you don't succeed, you'll become a threat! Alas, poor Evan Deka, you've fallen into the hands of your sons and grandchildren all your life. I surrender and I can't fight for you! But I hope you can take this girl to the elves. As the best ally of the elves, I can't watch them destroy the family!"
"No problem, I promise you!" Wen Yu replied readily, "but you still need to wait three years! When you first came, I said that you will consider these things only when I am strong, so you must wait for me for three years. In these three years, whether you dwarves or elves are not allowed to disturb my life, otherwise don't blame me for being cold-blooded!"
"We've been waiting for decades, why not wait another three years!" evandeka agreed. "Boy, why is it so strange every time you want to build something?"
Wen Yu blinked, smiled and asked, "do you know what these things are used for? Give you a hint. You've seen and are very familiar with the things made by these things!"
Ivandka turned the two drawings upside down for a long time and didn't guess what the instruments painted on the paper were used for. He could only shake his head helplessly and said, "I can't guess!"
"I knew you couldn't guess."
"I can't guess. You let me guess. It's not intentional to play with me." Elvin Deka complained discontentedly, which made Ruixue Jiao laugh again and again. Although she didn't know what method Wenyu thought of, her heart had been put back in place safely.
"These machines have many functions, one of which is brewing!"
"Wine?!" Ivan Deka was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "boy, do you know what dwarves like to do besides being proficient in making?"
"Woman!" Wen Yu replied without thinking.
"Fart! Besides being proficient in making, dwarves also like making wine! Compared with the wine made by dwarves, your human wine is like boiled water and has no taste at all. Dwarves like making wine so much. Do you think I haven't seen the tools for making wine?"
Wen Yu stretched out his right hand and knocked on Ivan Deka's forehead, saying: "I know you're stupid. I didn't expect you to be so stupid! Who told you that you must use the brewing tools used by your dwarves to make wine? I told you, I can make spirits that can burn when touched by fire. Don't doubt me with your simple and idiot eyes. I'll let you taste wine in two months! Old bastard, what flavor do you like?"
Ivandka asked suspiciously, "can you really make wine? The more spicy wine, the more we dwarves like."
"OK, no problem. I'll brew you a big bucket of Erguotou and let you drink enough."
"Erguotou? What? Wine?"
"Well, the name of a spicy wine. Old bastard, can you make a thin needle a little thicker than your hair? The short one is as long as my middle finger, and the long one is as long as two middle fingers."
Ivandka shook his head very simply and said, "no one in magic land can make what you say. But -"
"But what? Is it the same as last time? You happen to have this kind of thing here?" Wenyu asked happily.
Elvin Deka glanced at Wen Yu, "there are so many coincidences. I mean, there is a kind of Warcraft hair that meets your requirements very much."
"The hair of Warcraft?" Wen Yu frowned slightly, and the hedgehog on the earth came to mind.
"Medium level level six Warcraft - lightning silver magic mouse! One of the most terrible Warcraft in the magic continent!"
"Lightning silver demon mouse? What are the characteristics of its hair?" Wen Yu asked curiously.
"The lightning silver magic mouse has hair as thin as hair and is full of toughness. When attacking the enemy, the hair of the whole body will shoot out very quickly. An adult lightning silver magic mouse has up to 500 or 600 hairs. Think about what it would be like if these 500 or 600 tough hairs as thin as hair shot at the enemy in an instant."
"It's really scary, but with this attack ability, how can it be called one of the most terrible Warcraft in the magic continent? No matter how much hair, it's useless to break the magic shield of fighting soldiers or magicians."
"Hundreds of them really don't work. What about thousands or even more? Don't forget that mice are social animals. The most terrible thing is that lightning silver magic mice can grow again within 30 minutes after shooting their hair."
"Shit! Isn't the lightning silver magic mouse invincible in the Warcraft forest?" Wen Yu was surprised.