Zong Shen felt a broad hand slap him on the lower back.
He already knew who it was.
The only one who could indulge in drunkenness in the camp was Dwarf Uncle Bronzebeard·Wine Fire.
Zong Shen turned around and, as expected, saw the Dwarf Uncle standing behind him.
He held a small barrel of wine, his face flushed, and wore a proud smile.
It seemed he had something joyful to share with Zong Shen.
"Lord, the materials you gave me this afternoon have all been crafted."
"A total of 67 ordinary pieces of equipment and 32 refined pieces were forged, consuming 327 units of wood."
The Dwarf Uncle reported with slight pride.
Zong Shen raised an eyebrow, revealing his delight. Refined-level equipment wasn't easy to come by!
He almost gleefully wanted to pick up the Dwarf Uncle in a hug.
Fortunately, he remembered that the Dwarf Uncle was a level 47 rare-level boss, which made him control himself.
"Wonderful!"
