Kren shook the bottle in his hand, and Rozim's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes! Where did you do it?"
"I also killed a psionic shrimp in the kitchen."
"Okay, okay."
Rozim pulled out the wine plug directly, poured it into his small iron cup, and then raised his head and sipped it.
Hank Evans was stunned for a moment, then stammered:
"Old...Boss! You are not afraid of being poisonous!"
"Hey, is it poisonous? I can smell it by smelling it. It's okay, don't worry."
After Rozim finished speaking, he smacked his lips and glanced at the dark wine bottle.
"There are some people who are heretics who are very good at enjoying it. The wine tastes good, and it probably isn't cheap."
He gave Hank Evans a bottle and gave it to him.
"Drink less and don't just do it all."
Hank Evans poured some in doubt and tasted it, and found that Rozim was indeed right. It was mellow and sweet, silky, and it was definitely top quality.
Usually this kind of wine is supplied to the top of the nest and the empire, and it is difficult for ordinary people to touch it in their lifetime.
When he was about to have another glass, Cron snatched the bottle.
"I haven't drunk it yet."
As he said that, Cron took off his closed helmet and revealed his large square green face.
Although he was mentally prepared and probably guessed that the other party was not an individual, when he saw that Cron was actually a green skin, Hank Evans was still shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Damn, you actually are-"
"Oh, what's the fuss about it?"
Rozim interrupted Hank Evans's next words and handed him a steaming plate.
"You can't meet a few aliens in the Milky Way. Do you think you are living in heaven?"
After pouring himself a glass of wine, Kron turned to the bottle to Sinrata, who had been silent.
The other party turned his head and looked at him for a while, then reached out and took the wine glass, poured himself a glass, and then tasted it in small mouthfuls.
The long-lost meal time relaxed everyone's tense nerves, and Hank Evans tried not to care about the green skin around him and the surrounding environment, but his concerns moved to another aspect.
"Boss, what should I do next?"
Hank Evans whispered to Rozim while eating.
"Are you going down?"
Rozim snorted twice, raised his head, and replied calmly:
"Sinrata said there is a great thing here. How can we not see it? What if that thing is valuable?"
"Uh...If I heard it right, Sinrata is saying that the thing is dangerous."
"Wealth is hidden in danger. Have you never heard the ancient Terra proverb? Wealth is in danger!"
"Can--"
Hank Evans turned his head and glanced at Sinrata, and found that the other party also turned his head, and immediately dodged and turned back.
"But what about this to other places? We just insisted, these are all from the Black Legion."
"What's wrong with the Black Legion?"
Rozim put down the spoon, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and said heroically:
"Even if this place is connected to Abaddon's bedroom, I have to go up and kick the old pussy and fuck his asshole!"
"Boss, aren't you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk!"
"I'm not drunk... Now you want to fuck Abaddon's asshole. I don't dare to think about what you want to do later..."
Rozim's response was a loud hiccup.
At this time, Sinrata, who had not spoken, suddenly said:
"We're not far from that thing."
"Okay, I'll be relieved if you lead the way."
Because of Sinrata's words, everyone's meal speed increased a lot, they quickly filled their stomachs, cleaned up the scene, and set off again.
The beginning stage looked smooth, with Sinrata leading the way at the front of the team, with a very eye-catching position, and strides towards the underground maze that can echo, as if he was just going for a walk, not realizing that every step he took brought them deeper into the enemy's territory.
It is actually surprisingly easy for four people to enter the underground tunnel like a rabbit's nest. Just open a door in the corridor near the main hall kitchen and you can find the entrance to other areas.
After jumping from there and landing, Cron stretched his knee that had just been hit.
The environment here made him feel like he was back to Amyddoton, awakening his ancient instincts.
Rozim looked around and noticed some burnt metal residues on the wall, which should be the ladder leading to the exit above his head.
As they walked, they suddenly entered a darkness, as if they had fallen into a trap, and without light, Rozim's other senses began to become as sharp as usual.
The faint air flow brushed across his face gave him a sense of direction, and the echo of his footsteps pointed out where there was a wall.
"Close your eyes and stay for a while will help you adapt."
“Or we can just turn on the searchlight.”
Hank Evans finished speaking and immediately put it into practice.
The sudden light made Rozim squint his eyes, and also illuminated the narrow passage like a discotheque, with cables spread across the walls and ceiling clearly reflected.
Hank Evans hung the searchlight on his chest, freeing his hands and shooting at any time.
"Good idea, how about we sing a few more words of 'Winter Flowers' so that the enemy can hear us coming from afar."
"But, boss, we can't go anywhere in the dark."
After walking a few hundred meters, Rozim looked at Bird Buyi. They were already below 300 meters above sea level. Considering that they were in a mountain range before, they had entered the heart of the mountain in a sense.
The path ahead was blocked by a newly built stone wall, with a narrow iron door that was only one person wide.
There is also a gene lock on the door. This lock is obviously made by a technical priest who likes to modify it better than to work neatly. After Cren groped for a while, the device was waving for a while, and then the door bolt was unlocked and the door opened outwards.
"It's better to hurry up, the door will be locked again in 30 seconds."
The first to disappear into the darkness, and at his reminder, three other men entered in a row.
In the passage, there are a large number of capacitor plates embedded in the walls and ceilings, and their circuits are designed to spread their deadly charges as wide as possible.
They are not very useful in open areas, but in such an environment, it is enough to tear people who are careless enough to get close enough into a blood mist.
However, they have failed under Karen's technology.
The four of them quickly walked out of the scope of the deadly devices, and they passed through many pipes and sewers along the road.
Although Rozim was worried, the lights did not attract any malicious attention, but this did not reduce his vigilance.