Han Xing walked straight toward the tower, which was also the core area of this castle.

He followed the stairs, ascending step by step.

He walked all the way to the third floor of the tower, where there was a room about twenty square meters.

The room wasn't large, but the view was exceptionally good.

More importantly, outside this room, there was an extended structure like a small balcony.

Standing on the balcony, not only could you overlook the entire layout of the territory, but you could also see much farther.

"Sleeping here must be very comfortable!"

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to make this his bedroom.

After arranging the bed, table, stool, and other furniture, this place finally had a bit of a homey feel.

Han Xing clapped his hands, very satisfied with the bedroom.

After tidying up, he went to the small balcony area of the bedroom, grabbed a stool, and sat down to admire the night sky.

At this height, even a six-meter tall elite puppet seemed to be beneath his feet.

Han Xing looked up.

At this moment, the bright moon hung high in the night sky, clouds seeming to circle around it.

"With such a beautiful scene, if only there were some beer and skewers, it would be even more perfect," Han Xing couldn't help but think.

"Wait a minute, fine wine? I have some!"

Han Xing suddenly remembered the cask of fine wine he discovered in the cellar beneath that Lost Palace.

This cask of wine was called Black Vine Wine, one of the favorite brews of the Dwarf Race.

Moreover, according to the system's notes, this cask had over seven hundred years of maturation.

Even among the dwarf nobility, getting to drink Black Vine Wine of this vintage wasn't a simple matter.

Excitedly, Han Xing retrieved this aged brew.

He easily held the cask weighing hundreds of pounds in his arms, then gently set it down.

The cask was extremely well sealed, and even now, Han Xing couldn't smell the aroma of the liquid inside; instead, the cask itself, having spent so long in the cellar, bore an added layer of fermented scent.

With excitement, Han Xing slowly removed the seal cover.

Pop!

With a clear unsealing sound, in the next moment, a rich aroma suddenly wafted into his nostrils.

Upon smelling the aroma, Han Xing couldn't help but shiver.

"Hiss..."

Han Xing couldn't help but take a deep breath, and at that moment, it was soul-stirring!

He swore that in his entire life, he had never smelled such a rich, layered wine aroma.

"The Dwarf Race really knows how to enjoy life!" Han Xing sincerely praised.

Even he, someone who rarely drank, couldn't help but drool at this moment.

Han Xing took out a wine glass, then casually ladled out a cup of the liquid, clear and bright as it flowed within the glass.

In an instant, the rich wine aroma spread throughout the entire territory, genuinely reaching ten miles with its fragrance.

Han Xing took a small sip and instantly felt dozens of flavors bloom on his tongue.

It was a taste he had never experienced on the Blue Star; he smelled some herbal fragrance, the scent of grains, and various strange aromas.

All mixed together, they triggered a peculiar reaction.

"Hiss..."

After a sip, Han Xing couldn't help but gasp.

"This is just... too incredibly aromatic!" he babbled.

"Is this really wine? This is simply Jade Dew!"

Han Xing couldn't resist and took a second sip, completely conquered by the Black Vine Wine!

At this moment, he also admired the Dwarf Race's brewing skills, able to craft such fine wine; no wonder they were the race with the strongest brewing talent in this world.

Meanwhile, Coal Ball was curiously watching Han Xing's actions, and upon smelling the aroma, it immediately came over.

It extended its little wolf paw, gently scratching Han Xing's leather boot, seeming to want Han Xing to let it have a taste too.

Speaking of which, finding this cask of Black Vine Wine was all thanks to Coal Ball's sense of smell.

"Greedy little wolf cub."

Han Xing laughed heartily, and under Coal Ball's expectant gaze, he poured half a cup of the liquid and placed it under his foot.

Coal Ball immediately stretched out its head and started licking happily.

Slurp~ Slurp~

In no time, the Black Vine Wine in the glass was licked clean by Coal Ball.

Han Xing watched as the little wolf cub raised its head.

Its eyes were slightly red, seeming somewhat dazed.

Coal Ball's steps were unsteady, stumbling for a moment before ultimately collapsing.

"Hahaha! That's what you get for being greedy!"

Han Xing laughed loudly, having only taken two sips himself and already feeling somewhat slightly drunk.

For Coal Ball, drinking half a cup, it would be strange if it didn't pass out.

After placing Coal Ball on the sofa, Han Xing returned to the small balcony and resumed his time of enjoyment.

At this moment, Han Xing suddenly remembered that Cheng Jianyong had always liked to drink.

Back in high school, he was a complete alcoholic, though after getting married, he did tone it down quite a bit.

Han Xing suddenly felt like teasing him a bit.

So, Han Xing opened the discussion group and said, "Boys, ever had a taste of 700-year-old Lafite?"

Then, he sent the information about the Black Vine Wine to the discussion group.

Upon seeing the information that the Black Vine Wine was a full 768 years old, Cheng Jianyong exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Holy shit!!!"

"Wine aged 768 years, brewed during the Yuan Dynasty. This is just too freaking unbelievable!"

Cheng Jianyong swallowed hard and asked tentatively, "Brother Xing, where did you get it? Can you spare me some?"

Han Xing did not answer but instead described the delicious taste of the Black Vine Wine and its lingering flavor to Cheng Jianyong.

Just listening made Cheng Jianyong feel the alcohol cravings in his stomach start to stir, and his mouth began to water uncontrollably.

He pleaded in an almost begging tone, "Brother Xing! My brother! I'm begging you, give me a little, I swear, just a little!"

"Damn, since arriving in this world, I've almost forgotten what wine tastes like. Now, there's a 700-year-old vintage right in front of me; isn't this just to tantalize me to death?"

Han Xing laughed heartily, stopped teasing him, and instead poured 200 milliliters into a glass bottle and traded it to him.

This is the convenience among survivors: anything you need can be traded directly, even easier than express delivery.

Seeing only 200 milliliters, Cheng Jianyong complained somewhat resentfully, "Brother Xing, just this little?"

Han Xing nodded and said, "A little is enough. Drinking too much will make you drunk, and in this world, being drunk is very dangerous. You, this guy, have no self-control, so I can't give you too much."

Cheng Jianyong wanted to say he definitely wouldn't get drunk, but recalling several embarrassing moments from his student days, he swallowed his words.

At this time, Shen Yun also said expectantly, "Brother Xing, give me some too."

After hearing this, Han Xing gave Shen Yun 200 milliliters as well and solemnly warned, "Remember, you can only drink a little at a time; don't drink too much, or there will be trouble."

Shen Yun responded with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not like Cheng Jianyong."

A few sips down, and Han Xing heard Cheng Jianyong start to speak incoherently in the discussion group.

Han Xing didn't want to listen to this guy's drunken antics, so he directly closed the discussion group.

At this moment, Han Xing also felt a bit drowsy.

He resealed the wine jar and put it into the storage box.

Then he returned to bed to rest.

...

The next day.

The moment Han Xing opened his eyes, several notifications appeared before him.

[Spiritual Puppet crafted successfully...]

[Spiritual Puppet crafted successfully...]

Han Xing walked to the balcony and saw five metal giants, each four meters tall, newly appeared on the territory, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Currently, there are still two ordinary puppets in the crafting column that haven't been completed, which will take another 4 hours.

"Great, I'm one step closer to forming my puppet army!"

Coming down from the tower, Han Xing walked to the Spiritual Puppet's side, where a display of the puppet's attributes appeared before his eyes.

[Spiritual Puppet (One-star)]

[Level: lv7]

[Power: 48, Agility: 37, Spirit: 35, Constitution: 55 (increased by 10% due to the territory's Basic Castle bonus to all attributes)]

[Remaining Spiritual Energy: 0 (50 Spirit Cores required to inject 1 Spiritual Energy point into the puppet)]

[Spiritual Core's remaining Defense Value: 100]

[Skills: Energy Shot, Rock Body (Passive Skill, reduces 40% damage when receiving physical attacks).]

The attributes are similar to the ordinary puppets he encountered before, and with the castle's boost, it's even at a higher level.

Han Xing estimated that this level 7 Spiritual Puppet, in terms of attributes alone, probably isn't inferior to the average level 9 monster.

Considering its terrifying physical Defense, even some level 10 monsters couldn't rival it.

Han Xing replenished all the energy for these 5 puppets, consuming a total of 25,000 Spirit Cores.

Then, he put all the puppets into the storage box, aiming to feign weakness to lure out the enemy.

However, for safety's sake, he freed up 30 storage spaces specifically for placing Elite Level Puppets to prevent unexpected situations.

After that, he began his leisurely leveling up journey.

With Coal Ball, the fierce pet, plus a puppet with leader-level monster Defense aiding him, he virtually had no opponents at this stage.

Experience surged, and within half a day, Han Xing reached level 8.

Coal Ball also leveled up to 7.

After an entire day, Han Xing's Experience Value reached 40% of level 8.

The territory expanded from 2246 square meters to 3124 square meters.

On the new leaderboard, Han Xing firmly held the first place once more with a massive advantage.

And this time, there were no surprises.

Because, even the Whisperer and Black Eagle are only just reaching level 7 now.

As for other survivors, needless to say, most are at levels 5 or 6.

The vast gap made them give up struggling directly.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the sky.

Seven or eight territories, each over a thousand square meters, are gathered together.

They approached their territories, all converging on the same place.

Eight survivors sat around a table, in different corners.

And sitting at the head was the leader of Divine Whisper, the Whisperer.

At this moment, looking at the team members' appearances, the Whisperer praised, "Excellent, we've finally formed an eight-person team for our Divine Whisper in two days!"

"Next, as long as we unite, explore together, and fight together, our leveling up and expansion speed will soar!"

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