Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 177: The Stirring Up Tactics Never Go Out of Style (4k)

"What sword-forging competition?"

Barn stroked his beard, not quite understanding why Drogo suddenly did this.

"I'm here to talk about the Dwarf King's skin."

"A skin? That's hard to say. I can just send as many as you want to your account." Drogo said casually.

"No, that won't work. How can it be given to me? What I want is to draw it out. The ones given to me, bought by me, and drawn out for me by others are not drawn out by me."

Baines said seriously.

Drogo almost couldn't hold it in. This Barnforge looked so big and strong, why did he always talk nonsense?

Is there actually a little fairy boy's soul hidden under the strong and powerful arms?
"No, what's the difference between giving it to you and you drawing it?" Drogo didn't understand.

"That's a huge difference!" Barn suddenly became excited, "I'm the best craftsman among the dwarves. Can I be called a sly craftsman?"

Drogo didn't figure out whether he was the best craftsman or not, and what that had to do with whether his hands were black or not.

But he understood what Baines wanted.

He wanted to pull out the Dwarf King's skin in front of the little brats in the clan.

It is understandable that no one knows if you have drawn a card, just like walking in the night in gorgeous clothes.

"It's not impossible. We can adjust the probability slightly according to your account. As long as you want, you can specify which one will come out." Drogo came close to Barn, put his arm around his shoulder, and felt like they were good brothers now.

To be honest, the dwarf's height is most suitable for the smaller form of Drogo to rest his shoulders on.

However, when Drogo starts with this move, it is basically the time to trick people.

"Really? So easy?"

"Of course." Changing a number on the server couldn't be that much trouble. "So can we talk about the sword-forging competition now?"

"Sword forging competition? What's the point of competing? There's no one who can beat me? What a joke. I suggest you just give the trophy to me." Barn is quite confident in forging.

If someone said that his forging skills were poor, he would not be anxious at all, but would just laugh it off.

But if someone says that he is not good at playing Auto Chess, then he will get really angry.

"It's not you who will compete, but you can be the judge and send the younger generation with the most sophisticated skills in the clan to compete with the elves," Drogo explained.

"With whom!" Baines suddenly raised his voice. "You are talking about those people who never look dwarves in the eye, with thin arms and legs and pointy ears that will break if hit! Ha! The young man from our tribe will definitely win."

When Barn heard that he could compete with the elves, he immediately became interested.

For the dwarves, any victory over the elves in any field is worthy of being recorded in the family tree.

Pull up the pointed ears and your honor level will automatically increase by one.

It’s just a pity that in the gaming field where dwarves now have an absolute advantage, there are not many elves participating.

Otherwise, Master Barn would definitely be able to play auto chess so well that those pointy-eared guys couldn't even raise their heads.

I completely forgot that the current strongest gamer Toto also has half pointed ears.

The dwarves have a flexible standard for judging half-elves. When they don't like Toto, Toto is considered an elf, but when they start to worship Toto, Toto is considered a human.

As the saying goes, on the elves' side are elves, and on the human's side are humans.

flexible!

"When will this competition be held?" Barn was impatient.

"Probably in a month."

"Why so late? Are they afraid of fighting and delaying on purpose? It only takes two days, no, one day! The best dwarf boy can start the competition!"

Baines pounded his chest.

"Because we need to prepare a live broadcasting venue. When the time comes, this competition will be broadcasted all over the continent on the Magic Video."

This was Drogo's first variety show, so naturally it took some time to prepare. His previous program of passing obstacles on the water and giving away magic cameras could not be considered a serious variety show.

Although it is said to be available throughout the entire continent, in fact, only first- and second-tier cities and the exception of Winter City have the ability to see the magic vision.

However, full coverage of major cities has already achieved an unprecedented level of communication and penetration.

And the elves haven't been dealt with yet, so now he has to add an extra layer of insurance to allow the elves to play.

"Haha! With the magic vision broadcast, everyone will see the dwarves defeating the elves. It's such an honor. Why don't you let me play?" Barn was eager to try.

"Are you so sure? Does that mean the elves' forging skills are far inferior to yours? What do the dwarves think of the elves' craftsmanship?"

Drogo first poured Baan a glass of wine, choosing the one with the highest alcohol content, and then quietly activated the hidden camera in the room.

As for why there are hidden cameras in the office, we can only say that it is for emergency use, like now.

If you want to make an explosive statement during an interview, you should do it without the interviewee knowing.

After Barn drank a glass of wine, his intelligence decreased, but his courage doubled.

Drogo refilled it immediately.

Dwarves are the type who drink as much as they are poured, leaving not a drop behind.

The biggest reason for dwarf craftsmen to retire is that their hands shake severely as they get older.

"Elf, no!" Barn waved his hand, and the momentum of commanding the whole country emerged.

"The things they forge are just good-looking at best, but they are not as durable as those made by the dwarves.

"Who told the buyers to like good-looking things? That's why their stuff can be sold at a high price. I don't know where this trend comes from. Can beautiful carvings on armor increase defense?"

As Barn was speaking, he took the bottle and blew directly into it.

“So it has to be made by the dwarves. Look at today’s industrial machines, and see how much contribution the dwarves have made!
"Those pointy-eared, flashy junks should be swept into the dustbin of history!"

Drogo was very satisfied and exploded a little more.

"But then again, the elves' stuff is not completely useless. They can make such fine details. It would take a lot of skill to do it."

Drogo was dissatisfied. Why did Barn become more rational the more he drank?

It's not the same as normal people.

Barn continued to speak, "Also, the adaptation of the elves' forging to enchantments is really amazing. Unlike the things we make, sometimes the enchantment effect is not good and the yield rate is low."

He then went on to say a lot more, no longer simply belittling the elves, but instead pointing out many excellent and desirable aspects of the elves' craftsmanship.

The words reveal a feeling of heroes appreciating heroes.

Because only the dwarves and elves are so obsessed with forging, to the point that other races cannot understand.

If this were put in a story that mainly talks about love, it would probably be a pair of ironclad CPs, loving and hating each other, and being brainless and unhappy.

Drogo could understand Baan's recognition of the elves.

As old rivals with thousands of years of grievances, the two races cannot appear powerful but rather stupid by blindly belittling each other.

The opponent seems so weak in your opinion, so how come you are still evenly matched after competing for so long?

Does that mean that you and the person you are mocking are actually on the same level?

But as material for fanning the flames, Barn's remarks are totally unacceptable.

But it doesn't matter, Drogo is familiar with "The Basic Principles of Recording".

There is a lot of room for manipulation in the material just recorded.

If Barn's speech isn't powerful enough, Drogo can help him do so.

Half an hour later, the drunken Barn had finished telling several historical stories between the two tribes.

It even rose to the level of how to break the ice in the relationship between the two ethnic groups, and people were deeply saddened by the mess in history.

Although this forging competition is just a competition, it may become a bridge of communication between the two races.

Expressing infinite expectations for the cultural dissemination role of the Drogo Group.

Although force is very useful, it cannot solve all problems. Cultural exchange is also of paramount importance.

The old dwarf's sincere speech after drinking made Drogo feel a little guilty.

Wouldn't it be a bad idea to edit his words to help the Fire Spirit?

Fortunately, Drogo has no conscience.

Out of humanitarian concern, we can add a mosaic to Barn's face, but no more. "It's getting late." Barn stood up slowly.

Drogo thought he saw Gragas alive.

"Remember to let me draw out the Dwarf King!" he reminded before leaving.

"Don't worry, I won't forget. Remember to find the dwarves who will participate in the competition. Two of them will go in the first round."

Baines waved his hand to indicate that he heard him.

"No!" When he reached the door, his eyes suddenly turned, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "Since you can increase the probability of a person drawing a card, have you ever secretly lowered the probability?"

"How is that possible?" Drogo denied with a smile.

How could he do such a wicked thing!
The most he has done is reverse guarantee, which means he will not give up a certain amount of draws in advance.

Or it comes from the "excellent design" of the purchased game.

It was later cancelled because it was discovered that the advertising effect brought about by someone's good fortune could make people more likely to be addicted.

"Then can my account always maintain the higher probability?" Barn asked hesitantly.

"You mean, in all future events, no matter what you want to draw, you will get it, and then the other dwarves will watch you draw the card and be shocked, saying that you are a person favored by fate?"

Baines nodded repeatedly.

"What the hell do you want?" Drogo closed the door and sent the guest away.

It’s so troublesome, but I still want to be the lucky one forever.

After seeing Barn off, Drogo immediately began to retrieve the footage from the hidden cameras and called the post-production team, under his personal direction, to complete the editing and coding work.

After the final product was exported into the magic crystal stone, Drogo Dragon did not stop flying and came to the Silver City-State again.

It's still Kailan's home.

Mother Kailan's attitude was much better this time, and she received Drogo with courtesy and consideration.

Although she was in a hurry, she did not rush for the full version of Monument Valley.

It is rude for an elf to rush an artist to finish their work.

If it affects the final effect of the work, it is even considered a crime in the laws of the elves.

Drogo's comment on this was that the elves were too upright. If humans had such laws, there would be so many innocent people that the prisons would not be able to accommodate them all.

"Why are you here this time?" Kailan's mother asked tentatively, even using honorifics.

However, the language used is Elvish. Although most elves know the common language and many other languages, they would rather not use it if possible.

The reason is disdain.

Language is not only a common tool of elves, but also an important part of the philosophy of art.

"I want to invite the best young craftsmen in the Silver City to participate in the sword-forging competition, which is a competition program that will be broadcast on the magic viewer." Drogo replied.

"You know the situation here. If we participate in the Magic Vision program, we may not be able to recruit elves in a short period of time." Kailan's mother said.

"The opponent is a dwarf."

"There is no honor in winning a match against such rude and unaesthetic creatures."

"But the dwarves say that the elves are afraid of fighting and they want to sweep you into the dustbin of history."

Kailan's mother's hands trembled visibly, but her excellent self-control allowed her to maintain her composure.

Drogo simply took out the magic stone and started playing.

In the picture, Barn appeared with his face covered with thick mosaics.

"What is this?" Kailan's mother asked, pointing at the blocked face.

"The interviewee does not wish to reveal his identity." Drogo made up a story.

"You cowardly dwarf, are you worthy of inheriting the clan title? Each generation is worse than the last!"

"Ah?" Drogo was confused. How did this elf tell that the person in the picture was a dwarf who inherited the clan title.

As if seeing Drogo's doubt, Mother Cailan explained, "The way to braid a beard, among the dwarves, only heroes who inherit the clan title are allowed to braid their beards in this way."

The word "hero" is pronounced with particular emphasis, giving it a very sarcastic feeling.

Drogo really didn't expect that your two tribes would understand each other so well.

In the screen, questions about the views on the elf craftsmanship are asked, and the "fine-tuned" answers follow.

"The things they forge are just good-looking at best, but they are not as durable as those made by the dwarves."

"The elf stuff is useless. The details are so fine, but there is not much skill."

"Also, the adaptation of the elf forging to enchantments sometimes results in poor enchantment effects and a low yield rate."

……

"To take things out of context" is taken from "Don't take things out of context".

Remove a few words and Barn's words become offensive.

Coupled with the drunken and slightly lisp-filled pronunciation, it is extremely insulting.

"Snapped!"

The elf got anxious and slammed the table.

"Are these tasteless dwarves qualified to say that the elven forging enchantment is not effective?"

Drogo hadn't thought that elves could also be red and warm, and thought they had always had that indifferent feeling.

Whenever I came to the Silver City-State to carry out demolition before, I had never seen the elves guarding the city so anxious.

It has to be a feud.

Because my skin is so white, the redness on my face is particularly obvious.

Kailan's mother, who seemed to have a monkey's butt on her neck, stood up and said angrily: "This is a provocation, a naked provocation. I will notify the city lord!"

Drogo knew that she was of a high status, but he didn't expect that he could contact the city lord directly.

That would save a lot of trouble. I thought I would just have to wait for this matter to ferment for a few days.

It was a rare occasion for the elves to demonstrate their high efficiency.

Only three hours passed from the time the city lord learned the news to the time he organized a meeting of the elves from all the craftsmen in the city.

In the pure white hall, hundreds of elves gathered together. Instead of being quiet and solemn as usual, they were restless.

They were collectively watching the short interview video brought by Drogo.

"What right does a dwarf have to say that?"

"Jealous, a bunch of vulgar people whose works can't be sold at a high price."

"idiot!"

"Fool!"

"Rubbish!"

"You are only worthy of being reincarnated as an animal!"

The elves used the most vulgar curse words in the Elvish language to express their dissatisfaction.

It's just that these words sounded a little too offensive to Drogo.

It is recommended to go to places like Tieba for further study.

However, he still captured the rare scene of the elves swearing collectively.

What is it used for?
Of course, it is for the dwarves to see.

How can you add fuel to the fire by only adding fuel to one side?

After the short film was over, the Elf City Lord knocked his cane twice, signaling silence.

After the hall was quiet, he said, "I need to select the young craftsmen in the city and pick out the best ones to participate in the sword-forging competition to prove that the elves' craftsmanship cannot be humiliated by these lowly lunatics!"

Done!

(End of this chapter)