434 Chapter 337: Master Winemaker
The troop dispersed in all directions.
They began to search for traces of the white-tailed cat race.
The aerial units were fast, and flat plains surrounded them. Richard thought they could track them down very quickly.
But unexpectedly. the search area expanded from 10 kilometers to 20 kilometers and 30 kilometers in the last 50 kilometers.
The white-tailed cat race seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and there was no trace of them.
Richard waited for news at the base of the white-tailed cat race and lost his thoughts.
The fatty meat in his mouth flew away.
They transferred together the old, weak, sick, and disabled since they left in a hurry. How could there be no traces left?
He did a second search in the village as he thought.
A detail made his heart skip a beat after he looked through most of the houses and buildings.
They found many wine-making tools in the village but none good wine. There wasn't even a wine jar.
"Those white-tailed cats left in a hurry. How could they have moved the brewed wine away so quickly? It's impossible to do it under ordinary circumstances...
"They either have a spatial storage treasure or... They aren't far. They hid on the spot."
The white-tailed cat race is the vassal of the orcs. The probability of precious spatial storage treasures is low. It's more likely they hid the wine.
Richard's thoughts got increasingly clear.
"Since you can hide the wine, can you also hide the person?"
"No matter how fast the white-tailed cat race is, it's impossible for them to escape from the search of the flying units without leaving any traces... The undead doesn't use their eyes to search."
Richard looked around the village again for possible hiding spots and finally walked to the spring as he pondered.
The spring pool was about 30 meters wide, and they built the surrounding area neatly. Countless bubbles accompanied the water and gushed out. It was impossible to see the bottom of the lake.
His heart moved when he saw this. The yellow sand light on his body surged and scattered toward the bottom of the pool.
However, he felt unique energy that blocked his way just as his perception penetrated the water's surface for a few meters.
His eyes immediately lit up.
There was indeed a problem!
Richard didn't jump into the water when he sensed something wrong.
Alves silently followed them and spoke in a deep voice.
"Lord, do you need me to go underwater?"
He turned to look at the vast monster and shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Could this small pool hold you if you go down?
Richard waved his hand and told him to wait at the side.
Then, the sand on both sides of the stream flowed down from the spring water. It suddenly rose to the surface with a wave of his hand.
A moment later, it condensed into a sandman over eight meters in size.
'Plop!'
The sandman stepped on the water and finally jumped into the spring after its formation.
'Bang!'
The water surface splashed up.
The sandman didn't sink but stood in the lake.
It was like it stepped on transparent glass.
Richard's heart skipped a beat, and the sandman bent down. Its arms wriggled and formed a sharp awl.
Then, it plunged into the water.
'Bang!'
The waves on the water's surface splashed even more.
The sandman was like a perpetual motion machine. It continuously attacked hundreds of times.
Finally, after it reached a limit...
'Crack!'
The crisp sound of porcelain breaking pierced through the water.
Richard's eyes brightened, and he immediately increased the sandman's strength.
The next second, they heard a voice filled with fear.
"Respected powerhouse, stop attacking. We'll come out now...
As expected, it was inside!
Richard laughed.
The sandman floated up and left the water with a wave of his hand.
A moment later.
'Hulala!'
Bubbles appeared on the surface of the water, and a transparent ball slowly rose from the bottom of the water.
What surprised Richard was that he could see through the ball, and there seemed to be no one inside.
However, he could vaguely see the light and shadow through the crack when the other side turned around,
The transparent ball was only 10 meters in diameter. How could this thing hold so many people?
Richard watched as the ball rolled to the shore, where a small opening appeared.
An old-looking cat with furry ears and a long white tail walked out.
When Richard appeared and the even more terrifying Alves behind him, he subconsciously glanced at the eight-meter-tall sandman.
Its body stiffened on the spot. It couldn't suppress the shock in its heart even after taking a few deep breaths.
Finally, he stepped forward. It trembled and saluted Richard in the most respectful way possible.
"Respected powerhouse... I, Brook Whitetail, extend my most respectful greetings to you."
Richard nodded.
"Your clansmen are all hiding inside? You're pretty smart."
The old-faced Brook Whitetail smiled wryly. Richard would not have found it if it were truly smart.
However, he didn't dare to say anything and responded carefully.
"Yes, my Lord."
Richard looked at Brook curiously.
"It took me less than half an hour to trample the orcs. You were tens of kilometers away. How did you get the news?"
Brook Whitetail's face turned pale.
"You trampled the orcs flat?"
Brook felt increasingly uneasy.
It said carefully.
"The chief once gave us a magic item. Once one input magic power, the color of the magic item will change...
Richard finally understood.
This thing was not bad as a warning.
Brook asked in a low voice after it took a deep breath.
"My respected Lord, the chieftain, it..."
Richard chuckled.
"Your protector is me now.
"You could see its corpse, as for the orc chieftain, if you return with me now."
It still shocked Brook to hear it from Richard's mouth, although it had already guessed something went wrong with the Orc City.
How long had it been since such a powerful force had appeared? Could it just disappear just like that?
Richard did not explain when he saw that Brook was still in a daze.
He looked at the transparent ball.
"Ask your clansmen to come out."
Brook's heart skipped a beat but did not refuse. It forced him to look more energetic and it slowly turned around. Then, it whispered something to the door.
The white-tailed cat race members came out uneasily after a while.
The number of people by the spring exceeded 200 not long after.
Richard couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. Could that ball be the glorious holy weapon? The motorcycle of India?
He opened the attribute panel and checked them one by one.
The attributes of these white-tailed cats were almost the same, but their race characteristics were very special–they were master winemakers.
[Master Winemaker]
[It has a special way of the materials used to make wine. It can make top-tier wine with a 50% increase in taste and a 50% decrease in the adverse effects of alcohol.]
Richard was excited.
This race was good at making wine, as [Steamed Bun Lover] said.
"How could it not be proficient? Even its race's innate talent was like this.
"Brook, where's the wine that your race brewed?"
Old-faced Brook, as the leader of the white-tailed cats, knew better than anyone else that the uttermost thing to survive in this world was to have power.
The white-tailed cat race did not have a strong power, so they could only rely on other forces.
They had no choice now that the terrifying existence of the dragon slayed the orcs.
As for loyalty to the orcs... "I'm sorry, there's no such thing between the extinction of a race and inheritance."
The white-tailed cat race had long used to rely on the mighty...
Brook immediately adjusted its attitude and said respectfully, "Lord, there are still 50 jars of 100 kg in there. We brewed them before, but we haven't had time to send them to the orcs."
"I'll get someone to get it for you immediately."
Richard looked at Brook with interest when he sensed the change in its attitude.
"Bring me the best jar."
"Yes."
A moment later, two young white-tailed cats came out and carried a fat wooden bucket half the height of a man. They placed it in front of Richard.
Richard skillfully opened the lid of the wooden barrel after he sought permission.
The rich fragrance of fine wine hit his face in an instant.
This smell was like the wind that blew in the wilderness, fresh and comfortable, unlike the pungent smell of ordinary alcohol.
It was not an ordinary item.
With some anticipation, he opened the system panel and the attributes of the wine immediately appeared.
[White-Tailed Wine]
[Level: 4-stars]
[Taste: 90]
[Intensity: 52]
[Fragrance: 92]
[Special Property: 1. After drinking, increases life recovery speed by 50%. Duration: 30 minutes]
[2. Excessive consumption will not have any sequelae or adverse effects.]
[Description: A specialty of the white-tailed cat race. There's no other specialty other than this.]
"Wow, it's a 4-stars wine."
Richard's eyes lit up.
The attributes of wine were different from weapons and equipment.
However, the data looked very outstanding.
And what satisfied him the most was the introduction at the back–white-tailed unique brew, only one with no other branches.
He was in a good mood as he looked at the nervous white-tailed cat race.
This time, he had finally found a gigantic treasure.
As long as they could manage it properly, these guys would be chickens that could lay golden eggs.
