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Chapter 1612

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Alcohol was something that some people demonized.

In reality, putting aside these various restrictions, there were still many people who liked it. And in the game, it was naturally easy for people to have no scruples.

Since this grand festival was held to celebrate the great invention of alcoholic beverages, it naturally wouldn't be limited to just one city or one race. Although the Dwarves took the lead in the beginning, it had now become a festival shared by the Alliance and the Horde. Experts in brewing from all over Azeroth gathered together on this special day, learning from each other and sharing their brewing secrets.

Allergic to alcohol?

No problem, you can drink in the game without worry. You definitely won't end up in the hospital.

Like to get drunk?

No problem, you can do whatever you want. After all, this is in the game. At most, you'll just throw all your equipment on the ground and let others take advantage of it.

Don't like to drink?

If you really don't like to drink, then there's nothing much to say. But you still like to eat.

Although it was called Brewfest, how could there be no food when there was alcohol?

This was a day where all kinds of delicacies gathered. Foodies could taste all kinds of delicacies from all over the world.

Don't like to drink, don't like to eat?

Then what's the point of living!

On the long tables outside the major cities, there were free beer mugs filled with fresh, delicious, and frothy beer. Outside of Ironforge and Orgrimmar, as long as players drank a mug of beer near the booth of a winery owner, the owner's assistant would run up to you and refill your mug. The wine barrels near the winery booth could also be freely enjoyed. At Brewfest, players never had to worry about not being able to find something to drink!

During the festival, there would be festival messengers from each major city to bring you to the main venue to participate in the festival.

This festival would bring everyone very interesting items and mounts that could be used as bragging rights. Players could go through quests to experience the fun of Brewfest, earn money, win Brewfest coins, and exchange them for their favorite items.

Of course, Lu Li wouldn't miss out on such a grand event. Brewfest still had a lot of good things, and the key was that there was a certain probability of rewarding skill points.

Other mounts, equipment, and gold aside, just the possibility of rewarding skill points was enough to make combat players go crazy.

It was said that even drinking a mug of wine could give you skill points as a reward.

Trade players might not be so keen on skill points, but in the boring and tedious process of crafting, if there was a chance to relax, they probably wouldn't refuse.

As for the casual players, they would go wherever there was excitement.

The appearance of such a Brewfest in the game unintentionally caught everyone's fancy.

Lu Li aimed at the skill point.

Of course, Shi Feng wouldn't try to obtain Skill Points by drinking alcohol like ordinary players. Even extremely lucky players wouldn't necessarily be able to obtain Skill Points by drinking alcohol. For someone like Shi Feng, who was extremely unlucky, he probably wouldn't see any Skill Points even if he drank himself to death.

As a reincarnator, he had participated in Brewfest twice.

Of course, Lu Li would not let go of such a festive occasion. At the very least, he knew most of the regular quests that could be triggered by ordinary people like the back of his hand.

The most worthwhile mission was, of course, ram racing!

Ram Racing was actually a quest that all participating players of Brewfest would do. The trigger rate was almost 100%.

The rules of the ram race were very simple. Even a mentally handicapped child could understand them in a short amount of time. If one's IQ was lower than a mentally handicapped child's, then it didn't matter. After all, this quest could be repeated over and over again. Not only was there no punishment, but there was also a reward every time.

It was just that the rewards were relatively cheap. Moreover, with repeated attempts, this cheap reward would become even cheaper.

If you wanted to obtain Skill Points in the process of ram racing, then you had to obtain a good result on your first try.

In a corner outside of Iron Stove Castle, ram racing master Neil Ramsden was endlessly explaining ram racing strategies to the players. He had the typical large beard of a dwarf, but the color of his beard was red. This large beard was already thick enough to block his mouth.

Therefore, because of this big beard, Master Neil Ramsden's voice could not be heard clearly.

There were also players who squeezed through the crowd to get in front of him to listen, but everyone couldn't stand his spittle flying everywhere and the strong stench of alcohol that assaulted their nostrils.

Please don't interrupt him or point out that his voice was inappropriate. This irascible dwarf would send players flying with one kick. Although it wouldn't deal any damage, even the thick-skinned players wouldn't want to try the posture of a goose landing on the sand with its butt in the air. Not to mention the various pretentious pretentious players who wanted to appear handsome, confident, or sweet.

Therefore, players normally wouldn't listen to his long-winded ramblings.

As long as they went up and tried it once, or watched others race a few laps, they would know exactly what to do.

Many players who liked to teach others about the rules of ram racing were more than happy to teach others.

Although Lu Li had already participated in ram racing twice, he didn't know if the rules had changed with the update. Therefore, he quietly stood beside Master Neil Ramsden and listened to him explain the rules a few times.

In fact, before the actual ram racing competition, there would be a small warm-up training.

Neill Ramstein would give the players a goat, and then the players would climb onto it. The system would require the players to control their own goat to walk, jog, and sprint for eight seconds each. The description of jogging as walking was too misleading. Most of the players had to try the quest several times before they finally understood what was going on.

When the player climbed onto the ram, they would receive a ram's reins. If they didn't do anything, the ram would automatically walk forward slowly. When the player tapped the reins on the right once, the ram would enter the "walk" state, and its speed would increase. If the ram was tapped on the reins on the right four times in three seconds, the ram would enter the "jog" state, and its speed would increase again. At the same time, fatigue would begin to occur. If the ram was tapped on the reins on the right four times in three seconds, the ram would enter the "sprint" state, and its speed would be at its maximum. At the same time, fatigue would begin to occur. If the ram was tapped on the reins on the right four times in three seconds, the ram would enter the "sprint" state, and its speed would be at its maximum.

When the fatigue reached a maximum of 100 points, the ram would enter a fatigued state, and it would only be able to move forward at a speed slower than a slow walk. It would be even slower than someone who had been poisoned with the thief's Advanced Crippling Ointment.

If you want the ram to maintain a certain state, you only need to tap the reins once every 3 seconds in that state. If you stop tapping the reins in any state of acceleration (sprinting, jogging, or sprinting), the ram will return to a slower state of acceleration, all the way to a slow walking state.

When the ram returned from a faster state of acceleration to a slower state, the player would be able to maintain the state of acceleration by tapping on the reins once every three seconds.

These techniques and rules were all mastered by Lu Li in his previous life. Although it was a long time ago, as long as Lu Li recalled it, he would be able to quickly master these techniques.

In addition, there were many more detailed rules, which players needed to study for a long time to summarize. In fact, Lu Li had also slowly figured them out.

For example, when walking, the speed would increase by about 30% compared to the initial speed, and it would slowly reduce fatigue. When jogging, the speed would increase by about 60%, and the fatigue would slowly increase at a rate of 1 point per second. When sprinting, the speed would increase by about 150%, and the fatigue would increase at a rate of 5 points per second.

In addition to walking, which could reduce fatigue, if the ram could eat an apple on the road (in the apple basket along the road), which was to control the ram in the game and make contact with it, then the fatigue would be directly cleared to 0.

Eating an apple could maintain the "sprint" state throughout the whole process!

In the absence of an apple basket, "jogging" and "walking" should be the most cost-effective mode of movement.

During training, the ram was given by Neil Ramsden, but when it came to the real ram racing, the ram had to be bought.

Pall Amberstone was a dwarf, a dwarf with a red beard. It was said that the dwarves were born with beards. Even some females had beards, so everyone was used to it.

The cunning dwarf, Pall Amberstone, could earn 40 silver coins for every ram he sold.

Nowadays, the price of gold was about 30 dollars, so 0.4 gold coins was already 12 dollars. At this price, one could ride a pirate ship or bumper car at an amusement park once or twice.

The most annoying thing was that the ram could only be used by the player for five minutes. No one could run two races in five minutes, which meant that the player could only use the ram once.

Even if the player could control the ram to enter the track a second time, imagine rushing to the front for the second time. Just as they were about to become the champion, the ram suddenly turned around and ran back to its owner. The player would die of depression.

Of course, Lu Li would not be stingy with this small amount of money. In fact, as long as more than four-fifths of the players entered the top 20 during the ram racing, they would be able to earn back their money.

"Give me a ram, thank you," Lu Li said as he handed over 40 silver coins.

"Hehe, is it a ram or a female ram?" Pall Amberstone asked with a smile. This dwarf was not cute at all. If it were a female player, Pall Amberstone might have teased her a little.

"A ram, thank you," Lu Li said expressionlessly.

Seeing that Lu Li did not understand his sense of humor, Pall Amberstone could only lead a ram to Lu Li. He also gave him a whip for free. In fact, the female ram was even more beautiful. It had snow-white fur and a wreath around its neck. The player could choose according to their preference.

Beauty was a sore spot here, because the female ram was only attractive, but not useful. Of course, it could not outrun the ram.

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