Mithril Castle is located in the northwest of Borean Tundra, on a slightly desolate plain. There is a large dwarf-style fortress, and Mithril Castle is located under this fortress. The structure of this city perfectly interprets the dwarf style.
The connection between people and the earth. Ordinary people living in this underground city will always feel extremely depressed, but dwarves will not. Living underground will make them feel very at ease.
Moreover, the Bronzebeard dwarves who migrated here probably came here to commemorate Ironforge. As a result, the environment of this underground city is very similar to Ironforge. The dwarves discovered a scorching magma lake underground, so they moved to the center of Mithril Castle.
A large furnace was also set up to use the temperature of the underground magma lake to maintain the temperature of this underground city at a level that would make the dwarves feel comfortable.
Of course, for the Pandaren, it's a little... hot.
Zhou Zhuo took off his plush cloak and changed back into the scholar's robe he wore in Pandaria. At this time, there were still a few hours before the evening banquet started. The wanderer who couldn't sit still walked around Mithril Castle by himself.
Started swimming.
Noisy, this was the first impression that Mithril Castle left on Zhou Zhuo.
In Pandaria, even in the most vibrant Mid-mountain Market, people would not be so noisy, but walking on the road to Mithril Castle, Zhou Zhuo's ears could hardly rest for a moment, and there was roaring everywhere.
There was the sound of forging, as well as the loud sounds of dwarves drinking and having fun, as well as the sounds of quarreling, shouting, etc.
The loud voices and straightforward tempers of the dwarves created an atmosphere that burned like a flame in this city. He may have been a little uncomfortable at first, but after truly integrating into it, Zhou Zhuo felt the breath of a different kind of life.
Come.
He walked around the business district of Mithril Castle a few times and exchanged the jade he carried with him for some dwarves' goods. One of them was a purely handmade Mithril ring inlaid with sapphires. The outstanding craftsmanship greatly amazed the traveler.
, Pandaren also have their own skilled craftsmen, but to be honest, in the field of metal forging, Pandaren craftsmen are far less powerful than these dwarf craftsmen.
There are also "A Brief History of the War of the Three Hammers", "The Mountain King and the Three Hammers Civilization", "The Snows of Dun Morogh", etc. written by the royal historian of the dwarf civilization, Ms. Axenus, etc., which depict the dwarf civilization.
and books on life attitude, these things are the most precious treasures in Zhou Zhuo's eyes.
The visit from this generous Mr. Panda made the old dwarf store manager very happy. The panda not only bought a set of books for himself, but also entrusted him to send a complete set of dwarf history books to him.
Arriving at the Tianchan Monastery in Pandaria, Zhou Zhuo paid a large deposit in advance, and the happy old dwarf even took Zhou Zhuo to drink a few glasses of wine.
Well, here's proof of a dwarf's acceptance of a stranger...
Of course, it may also be because the old dwarf made a failed investment in Mithril Castle. Selling books in the dwarf kingdom is not a good business. Zhou Zhuo's generosity allowed him to recover some losses.
As an out-and-out Pandaren, after Zhou Zhuo bought the book, he went to another place to experience the culture of the dwarves in his own way...that is, the tavern.
Before the appearance of the Pandaren, the throne of the leader in Azeroth's drinking world has always been monopolized by the dwarves. Now, Pandaren who are also good at drinking and alcoholic have emerged. Pandaren represented by Zhou Zhuo are fond of drinking.
They began to launch a fearless challenge to the dwarves, the bosses of the alcoholic world.
What kind of fire will burst out from the two races that are probably the most alcoholic in Azeroth? And after this competition, who will become the well-deserved king of alcoholism in Azeroth?
Zhou Zhuo doesn't know, and neither do the dwarves.
However, 2 hours later, Dashil Panjiao, who was looking anxious, rushed into the tavern and saw the drunken and naive Pandaren Traveler who was leaning on a chair and trying hard to drink a sip of wine.
On the ground next to the Lorewalker, there were several dwarf drunkards lying in random directions, one of whom was a person that Dashiel was very familiar with.
Her boss...the honorary president of the Explorers Association...Prince Brian Bronzebeard.
"Zhou Zhuo! Zhou Zhuo! Zhou Zhuo!"
The dwarf drinkers nearby shouted Zhou Zhuo's name in weird pronunciations.
This strange bearman that no one has ever seen is a hero among alcoholics. He single-handedly killed several of the dwarves who drank the most in the tavern, and he is also challenging the tavern's record for drinking the most ale at one time.
In full view of everyone, Zhou Zhuo poured the last glass of wine in his hand into his mouth with difficulty, then raised the glass without any drop left and turned it over. At this moment, the whole tavern erupted in cheers, not only
There were dwarves cheering, as well as some draenei and humans who came to have fun, and even a few elves joined the carnival.
"Drink...burp...pandaren...burp..."
Zhou Zhuo began to stagger when he walked, but he still held up the wine glass in his hand and shouted like a general returning from victory:
"Pandaren are the most powerful!"
"Welcome to Pandaria, friends!"
In the lively carnival that almost opened the roof of the tavern, Dashiell Panjiao slapped her eyes and said to herself in pain:
"Why are these archaeological masters...all hopeless drunkards!"
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Well, in short, due to an unexpected drinking battle, the banquet that was supposed to start in the evening was abruptly moved to midnight.
Regarding this arrangement, none of the archaeological masters who attended the banquet showed much surprise... That's it for dwarves. Drinking is their nature, and alcoholism is their original sin. Everyone can understand it.
After drinking too much ale, the haggard Pandaren traveler staggered to the banquet hall. He sat down on a chair and looked at the table full of delicious dwarf-style food in front of him. Zhou Zhuo had no appetite at all.
None.
And right opposite him, a very familiar old dwarf wearing a brown cowboy hat was sitting there with a painful look on his face, and seemed to have no appetite.
The two people raised their heads almost at the same time, and then saw each other's impressive faces.
"It's you!"
Brian Bronzebeard suddenly jumped up from his chair and pointed at Zhou Zhuo:
"Aha! You are a bear who can drink well. I knew you were definitely not an ordinary person! You are that...Zhou...Zhou Zhuo, right?"
"It's a Pandaren!"
Zhou Zhuo corrected Brian's wrong statement, then he reached out and picked up a very clean fruit, biting it, and said:
"Yes, I am Zhou Zhuo, a traveler from Pandaria. Who are you? A dwarf."
"I'm Brian!"
Brian Bronzebeard said to Zhou Zhuo with great interest:
"I received a letter from old Count Barov a week ago. That guy went on several expeditions with me when he was young. He strongly recommended you to me, saying that one of his crew members had seen the tour in Pandaria.
The scene of scholars cleaning up antiquities is more professional than most of the so-called "explorers" in Azeroth currently!"
Having said this, the old dwarf's eyes suddenly changed, and there was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes. He said to Zhou Zhuo:
"Although I trust old Barov, I still have to examine you before absorbing you into my team."
"Inspection?"
Zhou Zhuo frowned. He looked back at the people mingling with each other at the banquet. He asked curiously:
"Aren't these people all invited by you? Why do you still need to inspect them?"
Zhou Zhuo came to Northrend by boat with these explorers from all over the world. He also chatted with them during the journey. These explorers all claimed to be invited by the Explorers Association. Of course, they had just left
Zhou Zhuo of Pandaria did not know the status of the Explorers Association in the archaeological community of Azeroth, so it was difficult for him to understand the pride on those people's faces when they mentioned the "invitation".
Facing Zhou Zhuo's question, the old dwarf snorted arrogantly. He picked up a glass of juice and drank it down in a rude manner. Then he lowered his voice and said to Zhou Zhuo:
"Listen to their bragging... Do you really think my expedition team is so easy to get into? Do you know why these people come all the way here?"
Brian said with a sneer on his face:
"They just want to win an opportunity to work with me, and then use it to brag about their "professionalism" and identity. Their minds are not on archeology at all. They are just here for their own future glory and wealth, not to mention Austria.
Duer’s secret is of great importance, and the human king will not trust the dwarves to investigate it alone, so among these people, there must be spies from various organizations!"
"Especially the "Sacred Relics Association", the evil practices created by the high elves are just a bunch of rogues! It's a shame they can take precious cultural relics to be auctioned to make money."
"What I am doing is a very sacred job, Zhou Zhuo who can drink!"
Brian stood on the chair and said to the panda man very seriously:
"I must ensure that my team is composed of top-notch players. You must know that facing the relics left by the Titans, only truly skilled players can ensure that they do not drag others down and can complete their work better.
The significance of this work to the dwarves is something that these bastards chasing fame and fortune cannot understand."
"Well, you're right."
Zhou Zhuo agreed with his face, but said with some fear:
"Before coming here, I also discovered the ruins left by a titan in Kun-Lai Mountain in Pandaria. The scene was really grand, but also really scary. I just touched the button casually, and the thing behind me
The 25 people who protected me were burned to ashes by that terrifying monster..."
Speaking of this, Zhou Zhuo remembered his experience at the Mogu Mountain Treasure House that day. He suddenly trembled and said with some fear:
"It's really scary!"
"What did you say?"
Brian's eyes widened and he looked at the Pandaren in front of him:
"You said you inspected the ruins of a Titan? Really?"
"certainly!"
Zhou Zhuo felt a little proud and took out a palm-sized jade figurine from his robe pocket. It was a small ornament carved into a Mogu soldier. It was a collection he obtained in the Mogu Mountain treasure house. He took this exquisite
The jade figurine was handed to Brian, who carefully held the jade figurine in his hand, then took out a high-power magnifying glass from his pocket and carefully observed the exquisite jade.
"Well, this masterpiece has a history of at least 7,000 years."
The old dwarf put down the magnifying glass, took out a small instrument, and probed the jade figurine. He whispered:
"This is an art style that I have never seen before. It is probably a unique civilization feature of Pandaria. Damn it. If I hadn't been stumbled by the Ulduar incident, I wouldn't be trapped here. I might
I will go to Uldum or Pandaria to see new civilizations and new miracles. Ah, those two good places can help me kill at least 200 years of boring time...etc."
Brian's complaint was interrupted by a slight buzzing. The magic jewelry-like thing in his hand kept shining with blue light, which made the old dwarf nod with satisfaction.
He put away the instrument, returned the jade figurine to Zhou Zhuo, and said:
"There are indeed remnants of Titan power on this thing, which proves that you are not lying... As an archaeologist who has truly investigated the Titan ruins, you have surpassed 99% of the archaeologists in the world... You are welcome to join me
The team, Mr. Zhou Zhuo..."
Facing the old dwarf's outstretched hand, Zhou Zhuo shrugged and held it. At the same time, he looked at Brian curiously and asked:
"I heard that you have been searching for the Storm Peaks for several years. What drives you to persist so persistently? I am very curious."
Zhou Zhuo's question made Brian sigh, and the old dwarf whispered:
"Do you Pandaren know where you come from? I mean, do you know your origins and your story?"
Zhou Zhuo nodded and Brian shrugged:
"This is the reason, Zhou Zhuo, we dwarves don't know where we come from. We know that we have a mission, but we don't know what that mission is. The most important thing is that the dwarves have lost their hometown. We want to
Retake Ironforge, but we can't do it alone."
"We still need the power of our ancestors... Alas, at this point, I think of my excellent disciple, Harrison Jones. If he were here, he would rely on that child's strong observation and almost instinctive knowledge of archeology.
Keen, we probably have discovered it a long time ago."
"But it doesn't matter. Now that I have a good helper like you, I believe that this puzzle will not last much longer..."
"We will find Ulduar, we will enter it and completely reveal the secret of creation! Well, of course, before that, I have to drink with you again, Zhou Zhuo, come with me, let these flies themselves
