"What else can be remedied?" Zambit felt that Alfie's cowhide was blowing at a loss. The pool of water frozen by such a cold pillar of light was definitely harder than a rock, and unless it was bombarded with a force of more than twelve levels, it would not be able to break the hundreds of meters of ice at all.

"Do I need to tell you?" Alfie gave Zambit a blank look, and as he spoke, the entire waterhole was completely covered in ice, and the ice had even begun to spread along the rocks on the edge of the pool.

"Cut~ I think you're a dead duck with a hard mouth!" Zambit, who rarely seized a chance, returned Alfie's words that often sarcastically mocked him as they were.

"If you still want phoenix mary, go down and extinguish the flames in the space bowl, I guess there is not much left. Alfie's reminder made Zambit let out a strange scream, and he didn't care about continuing to fight with Alfie, so he flew down the stone steps and rushed towards the space stone basin.

"Remember, by the way, try to pry those gem mirrors off and take them away!" Alfie reminded in a loud voice.

Rebecca looked at Alfie with a strange gaze, but she didn't expect this guy to be a money fan who had plucked his feathers. However, in the face of the fact that he didn't say that he wanted to keep these gem mirrors to himself, Rebecca decided not to bother with him.

After all, in a sense, these gemstone mirrors are also Kenobi's legacy, and theoretically they should all belong to Rebecca. However, considering the fragile and delicate relationship between the two, Rebecca wisely chose to remain silent - besides, Alfie didn't know how many things she had stolen from Ingnier's lab, and Rebecca really didn't bother to calculate them one by one, and there would always be a day when the ledger would be settled!

In the basement of Ingnier's laboratory, the voice of the machine still sounded from time to time: "...... Miscalculations were discovered...... Remediate...... 10% of the progress of the correction...... Insufficient information...... Cannot be fully repaired...... Calculation of remedial ......"

"I'm pretty much done, let's go down. Alfie saw that Zambit had extinguished the flames in the spatial stone basin. After all fourteen jewel mirrors that had lost the energy of the phoenix were extinguished, he said to Rebecca - as for Barnett, he was already drunk, and he began to snore at some point.

"Do you really have a way to break the ice?" Rebecca realized how difficult it was after actually stepping on the ice. The bone-chilling layer of ice, even through the thick soles of her shoes, could still make the blood on her feet extremely cold.

Zambit is right, the ice frozen by such a chill is definitely comparable to the existence of rocks.

"It's not a break. Alfie corrected. As he spoke, he took out a crystal bottle filled with black-brown liquid from the spatial ring.

"Corrosive potion, does it work on ice?" Rebecca recognized at a glance the terrifying potion that had corroded the mechanical puppet in Ingnier's lab.

"Of course it works, but it needs a little bit of thinner. Alfie said confidently.

"Thinner?" Rebecca had never heard of before.

"It's wine, and how much corrosive potion would have to be wasted to corrode such a thick layer of ice, so we need some wine to dilute it. Alfie said softly shaking the crystal bottle.

"What do you mean......" Rebecca looked at Barnett, who was snoring and drooling on the stone steps, holding a wine bottle.

"It's a chance to get him rid of alcohol completely. Alfie began to give herself a high-sounding reason. He knew that trying to get an alcoholic to hand over his collection of fine wine was tantamount to pulling out his teeth, especially when he needed such a large amount.

"Really?" Rebecca looked at Alfie with suspicion in her eyes.

"Of course, it's good for his body, after all, he's not young anymore, and it's definitely not a good thing to continue drinking like this. I don't think you want any surprises to this dwarf who has a lot of intersections with Mr. Kenobi, do you?" Alfie said incessantly. If there was anyone who could get Barnett to hand over his treasured wine, it was Rebecca except the nowhere to be found in Knobi.

"How much do you need?" asked Rebecca after a moment's hesitation.

"Five hundred, no, three hundred bottles is enough. Alfie said a little embarrassed.

"So many?!" Rebecca startled, she thought a few dozen bottles would be enough, "Does Barnett have that much in stock?"

"Absolutely! Don't underestimate a drunkard's collection. Alfie said firmly.

"This ...... Can you have less?" asked Rebecca, embarrassed. She was not sure how she could convince Barnett to come up with so much wine at once.

"It can't be any less, unless you don't want to get through. Alfie shook her head in mock regret.

"Alright then, I'll try. Rebecca bit her lip and walked over to the sleeping Barnett.

"Don't you think that's too much?" Zambit asked, looking ugly, having pried off all the gem mirrors.

"It's a bit excessive, how about giving you your due?" I think that should make up for Barnett's wounded heart a little?" Alfie watched a little nervously as Rebecca shook Barnett awake, and the two exchanged whispers.

"Don't think!" exclaimed Zambit.

"Then shut up!" Seeing Rebecca walking in their direction with a staggering Barnett, Alfie gave Zambit a word of advice, and a smile was piled up on his face.

"Uh, boy, I heard you want my treasured wine?" Barnett asked after a burp.

"That's right~" Alfie rubbed his hands and smirked.

"Shi Niang has spoken, of course you can. But what can you do in exchange? These wines are worth a lot of money. Barnett rubbed his red nose.

Zambit secretly admired in his heart, who would tell him that the dwarves were loyal and honest in the future, and he would be in a hurry. Look at Barnett's philistine appearance, it is clear that he is a treacherous goblin dressed in a dwarven skin! His so-called valuable wine is the lowest rum, which is kept in the tavern, at most a copper plate and a bottle, and 300 bottles are only three gold coins (1 gold coin = 10 silver coins = 100 copper plates).

"Make a price!" Alfie didn't know that Barnett would be going to open his mouth, but given the staggering value of the corrosive potion, Alfie felt that it would be worth paying some price.

"I want that!well, after it's cleaned, of course!" Barnett said, pointing to the spatial stone basin in Zambit's hand.

"Then I might as well waste some corrosive potion!" Alfie said immediately. What are you kidding, it's a space stone basin, such a large space stone, the value is definitely far above the corrosive agent.

"That's half!" Seeing that Alfie refused so simply, Barnett immediately lowered the price.

"One in five!"

"A third!"

"A quarter! It can't be more, after all, you haven't done anything in this level, and some of this belongs to Celent and Lennie. ”

"Deal!" Barnett immediately agreed without hesitation. After all, in a sense, he did not get it for nothing.