Chapter 2050 Taste

Wasting food is disgraceful.

So I tore open the roasted and fragrant seagull and ate it.

After tasting it carefully for a while, Bingnes exclaimed: "Looks like an airship!"

Following Bingnaisi's gaze, a huge airship was slowly approaching me.

"It's actually an airship?" Yadyan said with a look of disgust.

As I chewed on a seagull wing, I asked, "Any questions?"

Yadeyan curled his lips: "I never expected that civilization would retreat instead of advancing. Things like airships were eliminated when my grandfather was still young. I didn't expect that they would be used as transportation now. .”

"Well, I really have nothing to refute what you said." I spat out the broken bones in my mouth and said, "After all, the advanced civilization of your time has been buried in the dust of history due to the occurrence of disasters. Among them, there are only some scattered clues left now. It is already rare for human beings to rely on their own wisdom to develop civilization to the present level."

"Oh, it's really rare."

Yadyan chuckled and said contemptuously.

Perhaps it was because of the siege launched out of greed that Yadyan always had lingering contempt and deep hostility towards humans.

Regarding the reaction shown by Ya Deyan, I can only say that if you don't do it, you will die.

If human beings were not so greedy, or were not blinded by greed and clearly understood the gap in strength between the two sides, the greedy encirclement and counter-encirclement and suppression might not have happened.

The magic airship stopped on a flat beach about two hundred meters away from me. After the hatch opened, more than forty fully armed dwarves came down, as well as a dozen goblins holding precision instruments and constantly checking the data. .

I didn't understand what they were doing, so I raised my arms and shouted several times.

Hearing my voice, everyone looked at me. After seeing clearly that it was me, everyone was moved and rushed towards me.

"What do they want to do?" Yadeyan said warily: "Watch my breath."

"Stop!" I quickly reached out to stop him: "Please be merciful."

"Huh?" Yadyan turned to me: "Why did you stop me?"

"They are all my people, not enemies."

"That's right." On the side, Bingnaisi echoed, "They don't have any murderous intention at all."

A group of dwarves and goblins rushed forward, and they all looked at me with tears in their eyes. After a few seconds, they all knelt down on one knee: "My subordinates were late to pick me up, so you have to suffer!"

"Thank you." I hurried forward, bowed and helped them up one by one: "I didn't suffer at all, but I made you worry, I'm sorry."

"No, it's our fault!" One of the goblins wiped away his tears and said tremblingly: "Only after receiving the order from Master Dewey, we learned that you are on a desert island. There are no other animals here except trees and small animals. Other things, and the meat of those little beasts is also very rough, which may not meet your appetite. We were worried that you would be hungry, so we just put down all the work at hand and hurried over in an airship. Thank God, you are fine. , we can finally feel relieved.”

"Thank you for your concern for me." I wiped my eyes symbolically: "This trip is mainly out of my own selfishness. I don't want to cause trouble to everyone in the end. It is really a sin. Here, Please also accept my sincere apology, I’m sorry, everyone.”

As I said this, I bowed to everyone and apologized.

After that, I briefly introduced Yadyan and the other four elves to everyone, and the group happily boarded the airship.

After arranging the four elves into my exclusive room, I went to the hall, had a drink with the dwarves and goblins, told some of what I had seen and heard along the way, and briefly described the battle process between me and each lord.

The goblins relished the interesting things they heard, and the dwarves were excited about the battle. They were all gearing up, eager to compete with me.

I was satisfied with the enthusiasm they showed, but I refused the dwarves' requests to fight me one by one. The reason was simple, I didn't want the airship to crash.

When the dwarves heard what I said, they all scratched their heads in embarrassment. They were so excited that they forgot about their environment.

However, I still agreed to them. After the airship landed, we would go to the arena in the town where we belonged to have a battle. But I explained first that it would be one-on-one, and we could fight in wheels, but we would never allow groups to come.

The dwarves all laughed heartily.

After a delicious meal, I walked back to my room to rest. As soon as I opened the door, I was shocked by the empty wine bottles all over the floor.

I saw four elves, holding four wine bottles and pouring them into their mouths.

Oh, sorry, Bingnaisi has no hands, its bottle is held by the girl in blue feather clothes with help.

I stared at them in shock for a while, then asked, "Does the wine taste good?"

"It's not bad!" Yadeyan wiped his mouth and created a lot of sparks: "This wine is a little worse in taste than the one brewed by your clan, but it is much better than the one brewed by the dragon clan."

"As long as it feels good."

I said as I closed the door.

He leaned over and picked up the wine bottles one by one and arranged them neatly together.

Yadyan stared at me for a while and asked, "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"This has nothing to do with obsessive-compulsive disorder," I said expressionlessly, "for such a neat room to be ruined like this, I don't even think about how helpless those who tidied the room would be after seeing it."

The four elves looked around and thought about the appearance of the room when they first arrived. They felt that they had gone too far, so they all picked up the bottles in silence.

Bingnaisi's share was also taken care of by the girl in blue feather.

Not long after, the house was tidied up more neatly. I nodded with satisfaction, took out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator, and drank it slowly.

"That thing looks like" Bingnaisi, who was closest to me, couldn't help but ask: "What is that? Can I have a taste?"

I handed over the juice that I had taken a few sips of, and suddenly realized that Bingnes had no hands to take it. I smiled apologetically, tilted the mouth of the bottle, and poured the juice into its mouth.

After drinking it, Bingnaisi looked very excited: "It tastes like fruit, a very pure fruit taste!"

I thought to myself: It must taste like fruit, after all, it is juice itself.

Yadeyan grabbed the bottle, took a sip, and smashed it in his mouth: "Yes, it does have some of the charm of the juice we had at that time."

After that, it looked at me and asked, "Do you know where the fruit that makes this juice comes from?"

"I don't know, but I can ask someone when I get home."

"You must ask and remember!" Yadeyan emphasized: "This is related to whether we can return to our hometown sooner."