year.

Chromie spent a year in Angolo Crater.

throughout the year.

She takes the form of a troll girl who is about ten years old, and stays by the side of the Sandblood chieftain under the pseudonym Romi, working as a child laborer to take care of his daily life.

Said to be a slave.

In fact, it's just a matter of doing laundry, tidying up and cleaning the room, and occasionally preparing food.

The chief seldom went back to his room except at night. Most of the time, he doesn't stay at the town hall to discuss political affairs; It is to train oneself and the soldiers on the training ground; Or lead the troops to hunt the Demon Tyrannosaurus and clear the surrounding restless.

And the troll gathering place named Zutona has developed at a speed over the past year, and even the well-informed Kromie boss is a little dumbfounded.

It is precisely because of Zutona's astonishing speed of development that she has never left, and she has never made up her mind whether to do something.

Zutona is growing too fast.

In his lifetime, Chromie had never seen a single gathering place, a city of any race, that could develop so fast in his lifetime.

It's just been a year.

It has grown from a refugee camp-like place to a clean and tidy place, with street numbers arranged in an orderly manner and the whole city planned in an orderly manner; On the roadsides of the city, there are amazing plants that glow at night and act as street lamps and during the day absorb harmful dust from the air as cleaners.

Today.

After Chromie had cleaned the chief's room, according to the rules and conventions, she was only "ten years old" and was going to class.

Get out of your room.

Chromie glanced up at the center of the city, where the statue of the Great Chief of the Sandblood Clan was emitting a warm glow that enveloped Zutona.

Zutona is located in the Angolo crater, where all the plants are too large because of the abundant breath of life and the remnants of the power of the Titans, and the giant trees monopolize most of the sunlight, and it is gray during the day, and at night if there is no moonlight, it can be said that you can't reach out to the palm of your hand.

But there is no shortage of light in Zutona.

The statue of the chief radiates a warm glow at all times, enveloping the entire town in it. Although everyone calls Zutona a city, it is still small, and the scale is probably just a town.

As soon as Chromie stepped out of the streets of the town, she heard the loud sounds of young trolls and children learning from the neighborhood, and that was where she was going.

In the closest places to the town hall, the chief's palace, the barracks and the temple of the witch doctor. At the request of the chief, a large area was converted into a school, called the Tonatiu Academy.

It is the mecca of education in Zutona. The chief decreed that all trolls were to work or study in it—

The old trolls act as teachers, passing on their hunting skills and knowledge to the younger trolls.

Young or adult trolls, in which they train their fighting skills and learn words. Trolls who are gifted in the spiritual and spell-casting fields must stay inside, taught about spells and magic by a witch doctor or a teacher paid by the chief;

Underage trolls are taught more systematically here. Polishing your body, sharpening your will, learning everything you can learn, and strengthening your training at the same time;

Right now.

What Chromie hears is the trolls of the Sandblood Clan, learning a new language and script.

Chromie, who is only ten years old on the outside, has to go to class when she is not working, but she is the personal attendant of the chief, and has certain privileges that allow late arrivals and early departures.

She bounced into the classroom.

The students in the classrooms, not just children, according to the chief's rules, all adult trolls who do not have a job, must also study here. And the people who teach, at first, the chief himself is in charge, and later the first to learn this legend is the voice and text created by the god Loa is in charge of the legend, because of the large number of people, the study of writing here is often divided into several classes.

Just like today.

Chromie chose the class of the old witch doctor Zangar, she entered the classroom, said hello to the teacher who was in class, and then honestly sat down in her seat.

In the classrooms made of logs and stones, there was a blackboard at the very center, on which were written the fifty-six initials and finals established by Tonatyiu, and they were read by the troll students.

At this moment, Zangar held up a whip made of wood, pointed at the blackboard, and every time he clicked a letter, Zangar would pronounce it loudly, and the adult trolls and troll child students who were sitting neatly in front of the blackboard read in unison, and there were about three or four hundred trolls in this huge classroom, half of them adults and half of them, and the crisp sound of them learning together resounded throughout the town.

Not all trolls are involved in learning, in fact, there are many who are not intellectually capable of learning words and languages, especially those who are old, non-witch doctor trolls. At the moment, the class is full of young adult trolls, and most of the troll children.

However, the initiator of all this, Chief Tonatyiu, believes that in the near future, he will be able to learn this variation from the Chinese language, which has been transformed by the power of the system to conform to the rules of the original sea of Azeroth, and the language he named the "Holy Language" will become a powerful support for the evolution of his trolls into a civilized empire.

Just like now.

As a well-informed time dragon, Chromie realized that this kind of writing and language, which had never appeared before, contained great power!

"It's amazing text, kind of like those panda people's square words. But the pronunciation is completely different......"

"And I can feel that these words and languages are very similar to the languages that the dragon learns from the adults, and there is magic in them......"

"Who the hell invented this? This kind of writing can only be created if it exists like that of adults. ”

"Could it really be that there are really two wilderness demigods, powerful enough to create such words and languages, so powerful that they can transform an entire race just by leaking their own breath?"

"Tonna and Tiu, why can't I feel them at all, and I haven't seen them in all these years!"

"Tonatiu, how many secrets are still hidden in him? Obviously, I can press the existence of death with one toe, and it looks so ordinary, why can I create everything that is so unusual? ”

"There are too many mysteries."

"The Titans are above! Al-Mansour is on top! Lord Nozdorm, what the hell should I do......"

While studying hard like an ordinary troll child, Chromie is very chaotic inside.