Several big men dragged wooden carts and slowly advanced on the desert.
Rough, joyous and scolding sounds echoed in the air. This ancient language was passed into Lin Qiye's ears and automatically turned into Chinese that he could understand.
"How much wine can we ask for today?"
"It must be at least 40 kilograms, right? The last time I brought back too little, the city lord was not happy."
"Last time, wasn't it because Lao Qi secretly drank several kilograms on the way? Otherwise, there wouldn't be only 20 kilograms left when we brought him back, right?"
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu? Just say a few words, you are always acting like a stuffy person. How can we make Master Dionysus happy if you are like this?"
"Oh, forget it, he's been like this since he was a child. Let's raise our voices and put in more effort today."
"..."
As they left the city and headed towards the desert in the east, Lin Qiye's doubts became more and more intense.
Bacchus?
What it is?
After walking for about half an hour, the group of big men finally stopped in front of a dry oasis.
They put down the wooden carts behind them, gathered around the empty depression, and piled nearby branches together. One of the big men leaned over the pile of branches and drilled into the flames with all his strength.
"Everyone is ready. This time, we will use the newly rehearsed dance last night!"
The other big men were scattered in various corners as if facing a formidable enemy, staring at the dark cave in the center of the depression, and spoke solemnly.
"clear!"
Stab——!
The big man who dug into the flames successfully ignited the pile of branches. A wisp of flames ignited from the edge of the puddle, and green smoke rose into the sky.
The moment the flame appeared, the small stones scattered among the puddles trembled slightly.
Lin Qiye, who was hiding behind the dunes, let out a sigh and looked intently at the black cave in the center of the puddle.
After trembling for a few seconds, a golden wine bottle suddenly flew out of the cave and hovered over the puddle, seemingly looking for a source of fire.
At the same time, the big men surrounding the puddle squatted down like sumo wrestlers and slapped their hands heavily on their heads!
"Hey--!!"
The crisp applause and the roar of the big man immediately attracted the attention of the golden wine pot.
Then, these big men gathered around the puddle, danced their bodies powerfully, and began a masculine and beautiful dance.
Along with the roaring body movements, they opened their mouths wide and shouted out some obscure tone sonorously, like an ancient prayer song, echoing over the dry oasis.
They sang and danced, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden wine bottle above the puddle. Big beads of sweat fell from their cheeks, showing that they were working very hard.
Lin Qiye opened his mouth in shock...
What's this?
An ancient idol trainee?
What shocked Lin Qiye the most was that as these big men sang and danced, the golden wine bottle in the air seemed to get excited. It swayed its body excitedly, as if it was cheering for the big men.
Wow——!
As the movements of the jug became more and more intense, the rose-colored wine poured crazily from the top of the jug, pouring into the dry puddles, and gradually gathered into a wine pool.
The refreshing aroma of wine filled the air, and the big men singing and dancing by the puddle kept swallowing their saliva, with joy on their faces.
As the last beat fell, the big men stopped at the same time and gasped for air.
The golden wine pot jumped excitedly, as if applauding them, and with each jump, more wine spilled out.
"Congratulations to the Bacchus!"
The big men all bowed to the golden wine pot. Lao Liu, who kept the flame burning, quickly put out the fire. The wine pot happily circled in the air for half a circle before returning to his cave.
When the wine pot disappeared, the big men immediately burst into cheers, lifted the empty barrels from the wooden cart, and quickly poured the wine into the pool.
"The flask that pours out wine when excited... Is this also the artifact that Gilgamesh collected back then?"
Lin Qiye witnessed the entire process, his eyes full of shock.
The big men finished pouring the wine from the puddles and filled the wooden carts with the smiles on their faces unable to stop.
"Good guy, this time it has to be at least sixty kilograms, right?"
"It seems that the dance we rehearsed all night last night was effective."
"When we go back this time, the city lord should reward us greatly!"
"Hahahaha... let's go back to the city!"
"I, I want to go pee." Lao Liu said awkwardly.
"Tsk...go, go, let's go after we pee!"
Amidst the joyful chatter of all the big men, Lao Liu quickly left the oasis and began to look for a suitable place to go.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes, knowing that the time had come, and immediately turned into a wisp of night and followed him.
Lao Liu climbed over a sand dune and saw no one around, so he began to unbuckle his belt.
At this moment, a heavy blow hit the back of his head. His eyes rolled, and he was knocked unconscious and fell into the sand.
Lin Qiye was wearing a black cloak and stood calmly behind him. A brilliant magical light bloomed from his feet.
When the light dissipated, his appearance had completely transformed into that of Lao Liu who had fallen to the ground.
He opened his mouth, simply imitated a few words in his voice, turned around and walked towards the large army.
"Lao Liu is back, let's go!"
"Let's go back and find a place to have a drink!"
No one noticed anything strange about "Old Six", so they pulled up the fully loaded wooden cart and walked towards the city.
Following these big men, Lin Qiye successfully entered behind the dark city wall.
This city has existed in the King's Treasure House for an unknown number of years. Because it is isolated from the world, there are no strange faces from outside. If the cost is not changed, the natives who exist in the city will most likely be discovered directly.
And this "old six" who has always been taciturn is undoubtedly his best choice.
After passing through the city wall, a large number of ancient brick and stone buildings appeared in front of him. In a daze, Lin Qiye thought that he had traveled to an ancient period thousands of years ago and entered a certain grand city-state full of history.
"The wine-seeking brothers are back!"
"Hey, is it you? How was the harvest today?"
"Hai Xiang, have you seen the trucks full of wine barrels in the back? There are a full sixty kilograms today!"
"Sixty kilograms?! That much?"
"..."
The wooden cart drove on the uneven stone road, making a dull sound. Some city residents gathered around and chatted curiously with the other big men, with shock on their faces.
Perhaps he knew that Lin Qiye, the "oldest man", didn't like to talk, or perhaps it was because his popularity was not good and no one came to talk to him. This was exactly what Lin Qiye wanted.
His eyes calmly swept around, suddenly falling on the eaves of these houses, and frowned slightly.
On the door of almost every house hangs a simple copper badge with mysterious and complex patterns on its surface.
Lin Qiye recognized these badges.
When Gilgamesh first walked out of the ward, Merlin gave him a similar fragment.