"Woah …"
Meg jumped back in shock. He raised his head to look at Irina, who had appeared on the tower without him knowing. His expression changed slightly as though he was a little man who was caught by his wife the moment he stepped into the red-light district. He forced a smile, and said, "To be honest … I'm really here to learn how to brew wine today."
"Heh, men." Irina took out a wine gourd from nowhere, opened the cap, and took a sip of wine.
A beauty drinking wine under the moon. What a beautiful scene.
Unfortunately … Meg really didn't know how to appreciate it now.
He was indeed here to learn how to brew wine. After all, the mission that the system assigned him to learn how to brew rum hadn't been completed yet. He was going back tomorrow, so he had to hurry to learn it tonight.
"You really learn wherever you go. Why didn't I realize you were so passionate about learning in the past?" Irina put down the wine gourd, and lowered her head to look into Meg's eyes.
"Learning is something that requires a lifetime of perseverance. Only then can we keep up with the progress of the times," Meg said seriously.
"Who said so?"
"Zhou Shuren."
"Who is he?"
"Lu Xun."
"Who's Lu Xun?"
"A man who said that learning medicine can't save China."
"Medical soldiers are indeed quite useless. Not everyone can hit people with a chair like me."
Meg raised his eyebrows. He felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said, so he honestly said, "So, that's why I'm here today. The lady inside is the best brewer in the Falk Tribe, and also the person who brews rum the best on the Norland Continent. We're going back tomorrow, so I have to learn how to brew rum from her tonight."
"Alright. I won't stop you if you really want to do something else, as long as you have the guts." Irina jumped down from the door, and landed directly in front of Meg. She looked at him, and said, "What do you intend to do with that fellow?"
"Put him in a gunny sack and bring him back first. When you enter the city, just say that he's a local product that you brought back. It shouldn't be a problem," Meg said after thinking for a while.
"Alright, I'll go out tonight and bring back some specialties." Irina nodded and turned to leave.
"Bring what?" Meg looked at Irina's back and confirmed.
"Before coming here, I heard that there are a few guys in the Twilight Forest who like to collect elven maids." Irina said and disappeared.
Soon, a purplish-gold giant beast flew over from outside the Falk Tribe, and disappeared after a short while.
"What's wrong with hobbies? I like maids and elves." Meg sighed. It seemed that the Twilight Forest wouldn't be too peaceful tonight.
"Tock tock …"
Meg knocked on the door.
Not long after, the door opened and a fragrant wind drifted over. A figure had already rushed out and was about to throw herself into Meg's arms.
"Miss, please be more reserved." Meg took two steps back and reached out his hand to stop Hannah from pouncing on him.
Although Irina had already left, who knew if she was really gone or not?
Hannah rubbed her forehead that was red from being poked by Meg, and felt wronged as she said, "I just want to express my joy for the mission's success."
"Let's go in and talk." Meg walked into the yard helplessly. This maiden might have been living alone for too long, and her brain was a little wired.
"Alright." Hannah immediately closed the door and quickly caught up with Meg. She looked at him expectantly, and said, "The mission is a success. Does the organization have any new arrangements for me? Did you give me a new mission or instruction? "
"The organization wants you to continue to stay here and wait for further orders," Meg said with a straight face.
"Ah …" Hannah looked like she had nothing left to live for after hearing that. Her spirit seemed to have been sucked out, and she was just short of lying down and giving up on herself.
"I was lying to you." Meg couldn't help but laugh. This maiden was really into her role.
"Annoying!" Hannah clenched her fists, but soon looked at Meg expectantly, and said, "Then what exactly does the organization plan to do with me? I can't wait to sacrifice myself for the organization! "
"Sacrifice yourself?" Meg frowned. He felt that there was something wrong with this phrase.
"Yes, sacrifice myself." Hannah pulled her clothes to the sides, revealing her sexy collarbones. She looked duty-bound.
"Wait … Put on your clothes properly. That's not what 'sacrifice yourself' means …" Meg quickly took her clothes back and looked around guiltily. Fortunately, Irina had already left. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"It's not like this? I remember there was a sentence in the declaration when I joined the organization: I am willing to sacrifice myself for the organization's cause! "Hannah looked at Meg with some confusion.
"Comrade Old Sim, the organization orders you to immediately start teaching Comrade Meg how to brew rum." Meg couldn't be bothered to explain to her, and said seriously.
"Yes! Old Sim will obey the organization's arrangements! " Hannah also answered seriously as she led Meg to the brewing room. When she reached the door, she turned back to look at Meg, and carefully asked, "What does the organization plan to do with me after this mission is completed? Can I … I mean, is it possible … or should I say, is there any hope … for me to leave this place? "
Meg looked at Hannah, whose eyes were glowing, and was slightly stunned. He asked, "You want to leave the Falk Tribe?"
"I …" A glint flashed across Hannah's eyes, but she quickly lowered her head, and softly said, "I will obey the organization's arrangements. If the organization needs me to continue staying here, then I will continue to stay here."
Meg looked at Hannah, and suddenly felt a little heartache. Old Sim had guarded this tribe for his entire life. After he died, Hannah took over his codename and continued to guard this place.
10 years was like a day, just to wait for that secret signal that might never sound in her entire life.
Such a life was indeed rather boring.
But there was a group of people like this who were guarding this place silently.
Meg could tell what Hannah was thinking without needing to say anything. After a moment of silence, he said, "The organization's arrangements are not out yet. I will let you know the specific results tomorrow."
"Alright." A smile appeared on Hannah's face again. She pushed open the brewing room's door, and a pleasant aroma of alcohol wafted over. As the oil lamp on the wall was lit up, the distillation equipment with crisscrossing pipes in the brewing room appeared in front of Meg.
Although they weren't glass pipes, as a half-baked designer, he naturally knew what these machines were used for.
He just didn't expect a brewery in an orc tribe to already have such advanced equipment, and the brewing technology was even close to the standard of industrialization.
"These machines were modified by me when I was bored all these years. The firepower of the furnace is a little insufficient, and the Falk Tribe doesn't have too much metal, so it didn't reach my expectations. Otherwise, I would have been able to make it better. Although the alcohol produced isn't as good as handmade rum in some aspects, it's enough to make ordinary rum. " Hannah reached out to knock on a machine beside her. She turned to look at Meg with a radiant smile, and said, "The most important thing is that it saves me a lot of trouble. This way, I don't have to stay here all day to make rum."
"This is definitely a freaking mechanical genius!" Meg looked at Hannah with glowing eyes.
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