Global Survival: I opened the treasure chest until I was soft

"Even if you have confidence, you can't become a god." Wang Mo said.

The old drunk glared at him, "What do you mean?"

"Because this wine is too rubbish!"

The old drunkard immediately became angry, "What do you mean, humiliating my wine so much, don't think that you have a god behind you, so I dare not make a move, at worst, you will die if you die."

"You must apologize, otherwise I will defend my dignity even if I die."

Wang Mo sneered and said: "Hehe, you still have dignity. When Xiu Qi said that, I thought you didn't become a god, but you were really the god of food. Now it seems that it is actually your ability. It's simply not enough."

"You!" The old drunkard rushed over, but was stopped by several other demigods.

"Don't be impulsive, listen to Mr. Mundo."

"He's humiliating me, let me go, or we'll never be friends again."

Wang Mo: "This kind of wine is humiliating you, so you are really humiliating the word wine!"

As he spoke, he threw out a bottle and smashed it.

The water inside fell down and landed on the old drunkard's face and mouth. After he tasted it, his face immediately changed.

"How is it possible, this kind of taste is what I dreamed of, and it has always been an ideal taste. How could it be, how did you do it?"

The old drunkard waved his hand, and all the wine went into his mouth.

"This is the taste. I only dare to think about it, but I have never made it. Please tell me how you make it."

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Chapter 389 The True Essence of Wine

The old drunkard looked crazy, which meant that Xiu Qi and the others suppressed him tightly, so they didn't do anything.

Wang Mo walked over, "This kind of wine is just the most common to me, but it is the taste of your dreams. I can only say that you call yourself a drunkard, and you even want to use wine to become a drinker." The gods are purely your illusions."

The old drunkard didn't refute. After tasting this taste, he knew how powerful the other party was.

"Please, teach me how."

Wang Mo took out a contract, "I can teach you the method and make you a Dionysus, but you need to pay the price of freedom, this is the condition, take a look, if you agree..."

Before Wang Mo finished speaking, the old drunkard directly signed his name, and the contract was concluded.

Wang Mo was a little surprised, he didn't even look at it, he was so straightforward, it seems that this old alcoholic really loves alcohol.

"Okay, this is the method, you should understand it first!" Wang Mo taught the other party how to make several kinds of wine.

After getting it, the old alcoholic suddenly realized, "It turned out to be like this, why I never thought of it before, it's so simple, but I didn't think about it at all."

The old drunkard muttered, and then started to get busy, he was going to make wine.

Xiu Qi on one side was shocked, and he admired Mr. Mundo more and more in his heart.

When he came, he was still thinking about how the other party should persuade the old alcoholic, because he only loves alcohol, and the rest is nothing to him, and he doesn't care about it.

But what I didn't expect was that Mr. Mundo could even produce this rare wine, and just gave the old alcoholic the production method, which is really amazing.

What is certain is that this Mr. Mundo is definitely the spokesperson of the ancient gods, otherwise he would not know so many things.

The ancient gods, who were defeated by the later gods, are now going to make a comeback and occupy this world again.

Regardless of whether it will succeed or not, the world will be in chaos, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

There are countless materials and brewing equipment in this space. After the old drunkard got the brewing method, he brewed the wine soon.

"This is baijiu, try it!" The old drunkard beckoned, and a jar of wine came out and fell into the glass.

The rich aroma of wine wafted out, deeply attracting the other demigods.

They all took their cups and drank it. The aroma of the wine was too fragrant. Just like Mr. Mundo said, the wine made by the old alcoholic before was nothing compared to the current white wine.

No, it's not even as good as garbage.

"It's delicious!" Hughes said.

The rest of the demigods all nodded, and they didn't drink enough at all.

And the old drunkard continued to brew there, muttering in his mouth, and gradually, a halo appeared on his body.

A special fluctuation appeared, and the demigods all looked at it.

"The old drunkard finally succeeded!"

"Yeah, for so many years, he has been trapped in the demigod for many years. He has always been spiritless, hopeless, and downcast. He has never been able to get out of being suppressed by the god of food. Now he has finally come out. .”

"It seems that the old drunkard is the first among us to become a god."

Xiu Qi shouted: "Old drunkard, don't rush to become a god, you haven't prepared anything yet, becoming a god now is courting death."

"Yes, don't worry!"

The demigods are quite clear that there are many aspects that are indispensable in order to become a god. Although a few can be missing, after becoming a god, they need to make up for it a hundred times.

Just like the godhead, the stronger it is polished, the stronger it will be after becoming a god, and the same is true for the priesthood, the more familiar it is, the less likely it will be taken away by other gods after becoming a god.

Especially for this kingdom of God, ordinary gods would not consider it, because there are too many things needed to build a kingdom of God, and it is very difficult to gather them all in the magic world, and it will take too long.

However, once the kingdom of God is built in the magic world, after becoming a god, the minimum achievement for anyone who lifts the kingdom of God to reach the void is a middle-level god, and can even develop towards high-level divine power.

These demigods all have ambitions, so it is naturally impossible to become a god in the weakest state. In that case, they will only be cannon fodder.

The halo continued to increase, the old drunkard's body exuded radiance, and the rich aroma of wine permeated.

The power on his body is also constantly gathering.

There are auspicious clouds rising and falling in the space, countless petals falling, and the aroma of wine turning into children with wings, telling their blessings.

This is the sign of becoming a god, and then there will be a door, and after passing through, you will leave this world.

But at this time, the old drunkard's strength dissipated, he did not choose to become a god, and his own savings were too small.

When the radiance dissipated, the decadent old alcoholic had disappeared, replaced by a handsome blond man who looked like the most perfect existence.

And beside him is a wine jar with a simple shape, just like that.

The handsome man strode over and knelt down on one knee.