You Have Been Invited to the Auction House of the Gods - Chapter 108

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108

 

 

 

The Cowbell domestication was almost complete.

It would take time to reach 100%,

but as generations passed, the monsters’ wildness would naturally fade.

 

This was somewhat expected.

 

I never thought monsters would be tamed all at once from the beginning.

 

In the end, it was a matter of time.

 

However, there was one strange thing.

 

The Cowbell that seemed to be the leader of the herd fainted every time it saw me.

 

Aside from that, everything was going smoothly.

 

I had planned to hire low-rank Hunters until they were completely tamed, but that problem was surprisingly easily resolved.

 

‘The contract with Elder Yeondam is quite helpful.’

 

After confirming that the Cowbells had become docile in the Fountain Territory as I said, Jin Young-heon immediately headed to the Magic Tower.

Then he brought back slaves… no, Graduate Students.

 

A new horizon had opened for dungeon ecology and botanical research, which had been considered fringe fields.

 

Perhaps that’s why the Graduate Students looked bright despite being dragged here.

 

“Jin-woo.”

 

“Yes, Elder Brother.”

 

Was it thanks to Amanadiel’s Fountain?

 

Jin-woo’s response was even more cheerful.

 

“If there’s anything more we can squeeze out of the Magic Tower under the pretext of dispatch, get more.”

 

“Understood. Should I write up a list right now?”

 

“Just write the basics for now and add more depending on the results.”

 

“Understood.”

 

Was it thanks to Amanadiel’s Fountain?

Despite the added workload, Kim Jin-woo remained cheerful.

 

‘I should give work instructions here from now on.’

 

Dungeon Pepper and Cowbell Milk.

 

Dungeon Pepper and Cowbell Milk.

The supply problem for core materials was now resolved.

 

Production would stabilize again within a few weeks.

 

Although several items still remained,

Elder Yeondam could sufficiently handle them with research and Agricultural Treatise.

 

By consistently providing research topics, Elder Yeondam would naturally be absorbed into Asin as a full-time employee.

 

Conversion to permanent position based on performance evaluation.

That was the clause attached at the end of the contract.

 

‘Well, this problem is solved…’

 

I glanced once at the Cowbells munching on ore like grass, then moved on.

 

***

 

Next to the Dungeon Pepper and Cowbell Farm, a newly built Small Factory.

 

Only the exterior walls were finished, but the internal facilities were fully equipped.

 

As I opened the factory door and entered, the familiar scent of malt tickled my nose.

 

It was the Dwarf Brewery discovered after blowing up all the Underground Tunnels.

 

I had moved the entire facility here.

 

“What an absolutely ridiculous race.”

 

I clicked my tongue as I examined the equipment one by one.

 

Despite being buried underground for all those years, not a single spot of rust.

 

The exterior looked old, but the internal structure was more precise than modern factory facilities.

 

Most absurd of all was that this equipment wasn’t made of iron or stainless steel.

 

Well, I don’t know if the dwarves even had stainless steel to begin with.

 

Without being truly serious about alcohol, they couldn’t have even attempted such a thing.

 

No, even being serious about alcohol wouldn’t enable this.

 

Who would mix Mithril when making brewing equipment?

 

Even though it’s an alloy, if you melted down the mithril in here and sold it, you could probably build a small building in Seoul.

 

Moving such impressive equipment without damaging it was quite a struggle.

 

The reason I went through all that trouble to bring the brewery facilities intact was simple.

 

Golden Township needed new products to sell.

 

More precisely, among the items that customers had been requesting endlessly, beer was one of them.

 

Especially Forge That Tempers Fire’s love for beer came flying into my message box like spam mail whenever I least expected it.

No wonder his face was the first to come to mind when I saw the Dwarf Brewery.

 

I tried domestic and imported beers, but it was useless.

 

I mean, these people love cup ramen so much, so why are they so picky when it comes to beer?

 

Fortunately, what the customers wanted was clear.

 

They wanted to drink beer made by dwarves.

 

But where in the world do you find dwarves nowadays?

 

I had no choice but to send automated responses saying I’d do my best to look for them.

 

So when I saw the words “Dwarf Brewery,” I nearly went crazy.

 

I had brought both the Magic Tower Master and the Former Mage Tower Master along.

 

And now everything was ready to operate.

 

I didn’t have dwarves, but I had guild members who were just as good.

 

“Mister Kim, you’ve come.”

 

While I was looking around the equipment, one of the goblins approached me.

 

It was Pyojubak, one of the Dolsoe Family members.

 

As you could tell from his name, he was a ladle used for brewing alcohol.

 

In other words, he was an expert when it came to liquor.

 

Pyojubak was what I was counting on.

 

Dwarves? No matter how great they are, aren’t they just blacksmiths who pound metal?

 

How much could they really know about alcohol?

 

But goblins are different.

 

Their lives—no, their goblin lives—were so filled with drinking that you couldn’t tell their story without mentioning alcohol.

 

Among such heavy drinkers, what if there was a goblin who was seasoned in brewing alcohol?

And what if you added the brewing facilities of the master craftsman dwarves on top of that?

 

Couldn’t you call that liquor the alcohol of heaven?

 

“Is the alcohol ready?”

 

At my words, Pyojubak opened his mouth with a solemn expression.

 

“I made one in advance for tasting.”

 

With that, he pulled out two white porcelain bottles.

 

I took one and opened the cap.

 

Through the opened cap, a savory and deep malt aroma spread.

 

It had a deeper flavor than what I had smelled when I first set foot in the Dwarf Brewery.

 

I made eye contact with Pyojubak, then lightly clinked our bottles together.

 

Then I drank the beer straight from the bottle.

 

The moment the first sip went down, I was certain.

 

Let’s sell this.

 

My tongue, which had uniquely tasted the alcohol of gods, slowly began to react.

 

As the first sip went down my throat, my tongue tingled slightly.

The carbonation wasn’t harsh, but there was a solid strength within it.

It wasn’t too sweet, nor was the bitter taste too strong.

Perfect balance without leaning toward any extreme.

After one wave ended, what followed was the deep and savory flavor of malt.

 

After the first tasting, this was my thought:

 

‘This is a dangerous drink.’

 

If there was alcohol that kept going down without needing any side dishes, this beer was exactly that.

 

It was the kind of drink that could easily turn someone into an alcoholic.

 

“Ahh… this is what life’s about.”

 

Pyojubak furrowed his brows and smiled with satisfaction.

 

“Mister Kim, this is something I brewed, but it’s the best.”

 

I nodded at those words.

 

“Let’s start production right away.”

 

***

 

The beer’s popularity worked in Golden Township as well.

 

The two characters ” engraved in gold leaf on the black bottle and the goblin pattern.

 

The product name was Pyoju .

 

Since it was alcohol made by Pyojubak, I gave it the name Pyoju.

 

I know. I have no sense for naming.

No wonder Jinwoo doesn’t ask for my opinion whenever he names a new product.

But I’m the only one who can use a god as an advertising model.

That made sense, since the advertising model for Pyoju was a firefly.

It was a bit ambiguous to call it an advertisement, but when you select a featured product, a video plays in the description section.

A massive crater with boiling lava.

From the furnace within came the sound of hammering echoing throughout, accompanied by the majestic singing that Vikings might have sung.

And after finishing the hot work that sends sparks flying, a cool glass of beer gulped down along with the sweat streaming down.

but the vivid reaction video of Forge That Tempers Fire drinking beer after completing arduous work provided sufficient motivation to press the bid button.

 

Thanks to that, a fiery auction began.

but conversely, everything was sold within less than an hour.

 

Domestic sales were still undecided.

Domestic sales were still undecided.

There wasn’t much supply to begin with anyway.

Well, thanks to that, Ashin gained one more benefit.

“Everyone worked so hard. Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

The guild members raised their beer mugs in response to my chant.

It had been a while since we had a company dinner.

We’ve gotten quite a few new guild members too.

and weren’t Lee Seo and Rui, who had become sworn siblings, joined by Kim Jin-woo, strengthening their brotherhood with Zero Cola?

 

‘But that’s alcohol?’

 

While I had a goblin change the Pyoju in Kim Jin-woo’s cup to cider,

‘That’s alcohol, though?’

While having the goblin change the soju in Kim Jin-woo’s glass to cider,

The association president, who had downed the soju in one shot, let out a satisfied “Keuuh―” exclamation.

“This is really something.”

The association president stared at the empty glass in disbelief.

I don’t know why the association president is at our company dinner,

If you think about it that way, the same goes for the Tower Master who subtly positioned himself next to Elder Jin Yeong-heon,

Like Ahn Hyun-soo noona who’s pouring a beer mug into her mouth with both hands,

That Association President, Magic Tower Master, Former Magic Tower Master, genius sculptor, and so on.

Well, wouldn’t it be good for both of us if we enjoyed it together.

Association president, tower master, former tower master, genius sculptor, and so on.

When will we ever see such people gathered in one place again.

Besides, they were all going to be busy together soon anyway.

It’s about time for them to get in touch.

At that very thought, someone held out a bottle of liquor.

“May I fill your glass?”

It was dawn.

“Sure.”

It seemed they had finally found the giants’ dungeon.

When the wine glass was full, I raised it high.

Now it’s time to get busy again.

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