Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The matter of the Wildhammer joining the Alliance was finalized. There was no need to negotiate any conditions. The Alliance was established to fight against the Horde. The various races and forces within it united together to fight for survival, and most of them tried their best.

To celebrate that everyone had become one, Jialin once again took out ten barrels of wine.

The three big bosses of Wildhammer gave a thumbs up. Garin is a good brother! There is really wine at the critical moment!

"Galin, for the sake of our friendship, we must have a drink!"

The danger has receded. There are other Wildhammer lords looking after outside. The Wildhammer dwarves have also successfully joined the Alliance. The pressure on Kurdlan's heart is gone. He decides to have a drunken night with his new friend Garen today.

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Garin was a little hesitant. He seldom drank alcohol since he traveled through time. Although the humans in Azeroth liked to drink alcohol in their spare time, Garin was a minor after all.

"How can a man say he is incompetent!" Kurdlan's alcohol addiction was aroused, so how could he let go of this opportunity easily? Moreover, without Garin, Falstad and the old man Metz would definitely not let him go.

"Come on! Garin, have a glass each until one of us falls down!" Kurdlan is a crazy person. Once he gets excited, he can't stop. No wonder he will take the initiative to chase and kill adult dragons in the future!

It was he who brought out the ten barrels of wine, and it was he who created the atmosphere. In this case, should I not drink?

Garen, who was in a dilemma, looked at Sylvanas. The heroine was eager to try, but was stopped by her elder sister Alleria.

Are you kidding? You've set the fire, and it's impossible for us to help you! As an ally, I can have a couple of drinks with you, but I can't help you out.

Looking at Alleria's half-smile and Sylvanas's helpless and playful expression, Garen gave in!

"Come on, Kurdlan, let's drink to our friendship!" Let's drink, who's afraid of who? Garin is going all out, no one can expect anything good today!

"For the friendship of Stromgarde and the Wildhammer!"

"For friendship!!"

"For the future of humans and dwarves!"

"Hahaha, cheers!"

"For the Alliance!"

"Drink!"

Come on, come on, finish this glass and there’s still the next one. After you finish this one, there are still three more. That’s ten barrels of wine, don’t leave any left!

Garin drank several glasses of liquor in a row and could no longer hold on. The last ten barrels of liquor he took out were all carefully distilled liquors with a purity of 80% or even more than 90%. He named them Polar Vodka with a sense of humor.

He originally thought that even if he didn't drink it, he could use it to disinfect wounds, or at worst, as a incendiary bomb. It was simply a must-have for killing and arson.

Who knew that he would meet a dwarf who was addicted to alcohol today? This time he was in trouble. The originally clear picture in front of him began to blur and rotate. Garin used his last will to think about how to use his own ability to cheat.

Kurdlan is a heavy drinker. Dwarves reach adulthood at over a hundred years old, and Kurdlan is about two hundred years old, which means he has grown up drinking for almost a hundred years. Garin is only eighteen and this is the first time he has drunk so much. He can't beat him without cheating.

Ding!

His final moment of clarity gave him an idea!

"Cold blood!"

The powerful skill of the mage!

Jialin immediately spent money to open it, and instantly a cold feeling surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, dispelling Jialin's dizziness and confusion!

Perfect, as smart as me!

Hahaha, come on Kurdlan, let me ask you how I lost!

There was a lively atmosphere in the hall as people toasted each other. It was not just Kurdlan and Garin who were drinking. Garin had manipulated the drinking party to spread outwards. Falstad and Wildhammer elder Metz Drakreep easily joined the drinking contest.

"Beautiful lady, can I have a drink with you?" Garin invited Sylvanas under the pretense of being drunk. Sylvanas chuckled. She had been eager to try it. In such an atmosphere, she took the glass of wine handed to her by Garin.

Arathi Highlands wine is made from carefully selected highland grapes. It has excellent quality and taste, which can give people endless taste enjoyment.

Shiva took a small sip. The weight and fullness of the wine in her mouth made her beautiful eyes light up and her long golden eyebrows twitched several times.

After successfully dragging Sylvanas into the drinking battle, Alleria was also brought in.

Soon after, a group of dwarf guards began to bring up dinner, and the long table was filled with all kinds of specialties from Hinterland.

There were only five barrels of Polar Vodka left on the table. Metz Drakrip was old and could not compare to young people like Kurdlan. He was already lying on the table, drowsy.

Kurdlan and Falstad were already a little drunk. They were very surprised. They knew how good the dwarves were at drinking, but they didn't expect that Garin was also so talented!

They are all very powerful people. Large amounts of food and drinks can be digested quickly and then converted into stored energy. They are not afraid of feeling bloated for a while, but the alcohol in the drinks is not so easy to digest!

Soon after, Falstad withdrew from the battle, and Kurdlan, the king of drinking, was also a little exhausted. The only thing he had in his mind was to drink Garin down!

Jialin's eyes were clearly red and he was on the verge of falling!

"Kude...Lan, I'll drink this cup, you can do whatever you want!"

Random? There is no such thing as random at the table for Wildhammer warriors!

Kurdlan tried his best and clinked glasses with Garin again. This time he drank the wine with all his strength, with a very tragic expression.

"Ku... Delan, you are raising fish! Look, I drank it all!" Garin's speech was a little unclear, of course, he was pretending!

The duration of Ice Blood had long passed, but luckily he was quite cunning, and after using it for the first time, he directly refreshed it with Rapid Cooling. After forcing himself to activate Ice Blood for the second time to block the aftereffects of alcohol, the Rapid Cooling talent could be activated again!

After doing this many times, his brain remained clear. He had already foreseen that after dinner, the huge amount of alcohol in his body would explode and it would be enough for him to bear!

Kurdlan is done!

"Jialin! I accept you as my brother! From today on, you are my brother!"

After saying that, Kudlan seemed to have lost power. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he slumped into the chair, then began to snore loudly!

Even though Jialin had the support of cold blood, his eyes couldn't help but become a little blurry.

"Hehe! Is there anyone who can fight?"

At this moment, he seemed like a victorious king, declaring that everyone present was his defeated opponent.

"Oh? Really? Jialin, there's me too."