MTL - Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid-Chapter 314 Drektal's guess

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As the most extreme racists, Blackmoore and Farreville can be said to have similar tastes, and they have no moral burden for catching jungle trolls as slaves.

On the side of Booty Bay, Rivigaz naturally had no way of knowing that the Bloodsail Pirates had shifted their target, and only regarded it as the role of the first-class battleship of Kul Tiras.

Without any interference from external factors, the Economic Cooperation Conference ended very smoothly and successfully in Booty Bay.

However, on the second day after the signing of the cooperation agreement, Li De also learned about the news of the turmoil in the north.

"Bigowitz, it's up to you to stay here for the next period of time and decide the oil exploration work with Mr. Rivigaz. We have to leave for Alterac."

Before leaving Booty Bay, Li De did not forget to instruct Bigowitz.

"Please don't worry, the work here is left to me. You and the minister please go to the north to deal with more important affairs."

After being assured, Li De bid farewell to Daelin again and headed north with Bolvar and Drek'Thar.

Daelin was due to investigate Booty Bay for a while. As for Bolvar and Drek'Thar, because of the multi-party economic cooperation involved, the former was a representative sent by Varian, and the latter was specially sent from the Dark Came to the door.

Speaking of which, Drek'Thar's current status in Nagrand is actually a bit embarrassing. Most of the orcs who stayed in their hometown did not drink the blood of demons. So the body is not affected by fel energy, they are still authentic brown skin.

These brown-skinned orcs call themselves "Mag'har," which means "uncontaminated."

Mag'har orcs generally despise greenskin orcs who accept fel energy, but Drek'Thar is a little different.

Although he has worked as a warlock, his behavior of regaining the shamanic way is very admirable, not to mention that he is still a great hero in saving the broken world.

It's just that even though he is highly respected by the orcs in Nagrand, Drek'Thar has not taken a step forward. He is still the chief of the Frostwolf clan, representing all the orcs of Gorongas, and after all, he is still famous. Inappropriate.

Fortunately, Drek'Thar got the help of one person. In Galadar in Nagrand, the most respected one is Gaianya, who is known as the old grandmother. She is an old man who is good at communicating with the spirit of the ancestors. A priest, she is also the common mother of Frostwolf chieftain Durotan and Fenris.

Drek'Thar and this old sister can be regarded as old friends. With her support and the old shaman's own reputation, he can actually be the new chieftain.

However, Drek'Thar was unwilling. In his opinion, from the day the Horde started, the orcs have suffered one after another of misfortune.

All of this points to the possibility that the current orcs are not prepared for unity at all, and their **** for power to pursue the false name of the Great Chief will only make themselves the laughing stock of future generations.

The time for the true reunification of the orcs has not yet come. Only when the reunification of the orcs comes naturally will history assign this mission to a person. As for who this person will be, Drek'Thar does not know, but it is definitely not now. Certainly not myself.

This time, he accompanied Li De to the north because the situation in Golongas gradually stabilized, and he should return to the Alterac Valley, beside his clan.

And the news of the conflict in the north also made Drek'Thar very worried. Every orc who survived the war is lucky and should cherish his life.

After the ship arrived in Stormwind City, Bolvar disembarked with good news, and the other passenger was Nogfogg. In the past few days, he let Varian and others realize his efficiency and efficiency.

With the support of Hanhai Duhu, the batch of financialized magic iron ore, even if it has not yet produced physical objects, is still strong enough in terms of credit.

But for Norgefogg, the most important thing is to establish a banking system. He is the president of the Stormwind Construction Bank himself, enjoying a high degree of autonomy, ensuring that those greedy nobles cannot take over.

If it was just Li De and Nogfogg, they could go north directly through the portal. But with Drek'Thar as a companion, it would be difficult to handle. Stormwind City absolutely cannot accept orcs stepping into the country.

Before waiting for Norgefogg to report his work, Li De first asked with concern whether the evil energy had any bad influence on him these days, and he got a negative answer.

As long as he doesn't actively use fel energy, Nogfogg can't even perceive its existence.

"What? This gentleman has evil energy in his body?"

Drek'Thar, who was standing on the other side of the deck, came over and asked actively, but Nogfogg was frightened. This matter is only a secret that few people know.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hear it. Blind people always have a sharper hearing."

Drek'Thar hurriedly explained, and then said in a low voice to Nogfogg.

"I have devoted myself to fel energy and committed many crimes as a warlock. I can feel the anxiety in your heart."

This is the first time Nogfogg has seen Drek'Thar. He has also heard of the blind old shaman's deeds. Although the most curious thing is whether his eyes are really invisible, Nog Fergie still suppressed his curiosity and humbly asked for advice.

"You are the one who has truly defeated the evil energy. Please teach me how to expel this evil force."

Hearing this, Drek'Thar raised his head in sigh.

"Sorry, it's impossible. Fel energy is like a tarsal maggot, it involves your heart and clings to your soul. To conquer something that will never disappear is a false proposition in itself."

When the old shaman said this, Nogfogg's heart was half cold at the time, but he didn't understand, didn't the old orc in front of him just turned from a warlock back to a shaman?

"Don't be too discouraged, although it is impossible to completely defeat the expelling evil energy, it can be transformed. The evil energy will never disappear, and your heart should never slacken, and fight against it with the firmest belief. "

Nuo's all parties seem to understand this, let him transform the evil energy in his body on his own, this doesn't sound very difficult, so let's listen to the Duhu's opinion and observe it for the time being.

The group's destination was Nanhai Town. After they got off the boat, they were about to walk into the town when they heard bursts of dissatisfied yelling and scolding behind them.

"Damn it! Your boat scared the fish away!"

Li De turned around strangely and saw a young man with long hair holding a fishing rod and shouting in dissatisfaction.

"Uh, I'm sorry, we're just passengers, and we can't control the time of day when the boat enters the port. It's you, why don't you find a quiet water area to go fishing?"

Li De's words made him feel like he was insulted.

"You don't know fishing at all, only this water can catch big fish! I'm about to succeed just now!"

This was a bit confusing, and Li De began to wonder if there was something wrong with this guy's brain.

"Do you know who we are?"

Li De didn't want to entangle with him too much, and probably frightened him with a face, but he didn't want to have no effect on this fishing enthusiast.

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"With a few guards, an orc and a goblin, are you pretending to be a big guy here? Tell you, don't bluff me, I've seen a lot of big guys!"

Li De was also startled by the big words of the fishing guy, and looked at the other side up and down.

"Where did you see it?"

"What about in a dream?!"

Li De didn't know whether to laugh or cry, now he can be sure that there is something wrong with this person.

At this time, the mayor of Nanhai Town, who received the notice that Li De was going to disembark here, hurried over.

"I'm Heney Mareb, the mayor here. I'm very sorry for Li Deduhu. I was delayed by some things and didn't come here in time."

Li De smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't have to worry about it. At this time, the fisherman was still holding on, and Mareb immediately scolded him angrily.

"Nate Pagle, can you be honest, we don't have time to play with you today."

"Please call me the fishing king Nat Pagle!"

The fisherman clenched his neck and returned his mouth, and Marble helplessly supported his forehead.

"A fishing king who hardly catches any fish?"

"You know what, if I want to, I can catch fish for a whole day. Can ordinary people do it?"

At this moment, Nat Pagle's companion Hal finally ran over. He didn't even think that he was just going to buy a bottle of wine, and his friend was playing tricks here.

Hal dragged his friend to apologize to Mareb again and again. Li De indicated that this was a trivial matter, and there was no need to waste time. Mareb gave up and took Li De and others to the hotel in the town.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Nat Pagle is a bit weird. It was before the war when Nat, a teenager, caught a 22-pound fish on the beach.

Then he slept for several days. After waking up, he claimed to be the fishing king. He also said that he saw a fire and an overwhelming army in his dream. Unfortunately, he never caught any more fish in the following years. I often have strange dreams.

In short, the people in the town said he was crazy, so don't blame him. "

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional, and Li De began to believe that there might be a strange power in that guy.

However, this matter is not the focus of his trip, and he will pay more attention to it when he has the opportunity in the future.

Everyone rested in Nanhai Town for one night, and set off for Alterac early the next morning. When passing through the old battlefield during the Second World War, Li De couldn't help but pay his respects.

Although he did not participate in the Battle of Hillsbrad Hills, just looking at the skeletons and weapons that could be dug up from the old site of the battlefield, one could see the ferocity of the battle at that time.

Few people came to the place where the fierce battle took place, but Taren Mill, who was reluctant to be separated from it, could clearly see the vitality. There was the most fertile land in Hillsbrad, and most of the food produced was supplied to the scarce arable land. Alterac.

Looking at the large tracts of fertile fields makes Li De envious.

"The pumpkins we imported from Stormwind City and the blue-leaf potatoes we imported from the Barrens have already started farming, and soon we will be able to have our own crops.

However, the land of Tanaris is still too limited to cultivate the staple food, which is our eternal weakness. "

Li De reluctantly spoke to Norgefogg.

"What Tuhu considers is that although the land of Tanaris has become arable after Petra's transformation, it is still the most barren arable land. We cannot place our food security on such barren land. On the ground..."

Speaking of which, a malicious smile appeared on Nogfogg's face.

"You really shouldn't reject Your Majesty Terenas. Lordaeron has the most fertile land. If we can marry Lordaeron, we can safely entrust our food security to Lordaeron."

"Stop! Stop! Stop joking, don't you know my situation?"

The smile on Nogfogg's face gradually became lewd.

"It's not normal for a man to have multiple spouses? With your ability, it's not a problem at all to do Ms. Shandris's job."

Li De sighed and stopped talking about this topic.

"Let's get down to business, Lordaeron is separated from us by a continent, and there are too many variables in the middle. My point of view is to find a piece of land to ensure food security in Kalimdor, not far from us."

Nogfogg spread his hands.

"This is a bit difficult. The whole continent of Kalimdor gives me the feeling that long grass is more suitable than long grain. We might as well hope that Petra can further transform the land."

The content of the conversation between the two caught Drek'Thar's attention once again.

"Duhu Li De, I remember you once told me that your country was built on the desert? You actually have a way to transform the desert into arable land?!"

This matter is not a secret to the Protector of the Ocean. Anyone who goes to Tanaris will be able to see the gem embedded in the desert: the ancient city of Petra.

Li De briefly told Drektal about the ancient city of Petra, but the old shaman shook his head repeatedly after hearing it.

"Crush the rocks deep in the ground, mix the rock particles with the sand, and let the groundwater moisten them into sandy soil... Although this god-like power is great, but forcibly changing the natural environment, there is only one result, which must cause elements of imbalance.

I finally understand why you feel the unbalanced breath in you. It turns out that the problem is here. The elements of Azeroth are not as gentle as the elemental life of Gorongas. While transforming nature, please be careful not to let the element life restless, it will cause disaster. "

Counting Soul Walker and Nobleton, this is already the third shaman to say this to himself, so Li De can't help but ignore it.

"Thank you for your warning, I will definitely pay attention.

In fact, before you, the shaman of Kalimdor also visited me and told us to pay attention to the imbalance of the elements.

It's just that in our country, the understanding of shaman elements is still very lacking. If you can, I hope you can visit the Vast Sea Protector. Although I don't know when the soul walker and his companions will visit again, if they sense your presence , should be happy to talk to you.

At that time, all of you can really observe the situation in our place. If the elements are really out of balance, only the shaman can help us to eliminate the danger from the invisible. "