With the chirping of seagulls and the sound of sails, the 186th boat of the day docked at the pier in Zutiu in the afternoon when the sun was beginning to wane.

In the shore command tower, a goblin quickly waved the flag in his hand, directing the ship to enter the harbor, and shouted while directing him: "Berth No. 13 at the left pier, number 3576, the berthing period is limited to half a month, and the berthing fee is one Aztec gold coin per sunrise!" ”

There are more than 30 command posts like this goblin at the docks, and their task is to guide ships returning from the open sea to anchor in the port of Zutiu to avoid chaos. It is probably like a traffic light or traffic police that directs traffic near an intersection on Earth.

There is no need for this kind of navigation guard at the general small pier, but such a large pier like Zutiu is necessary due to the large number of ships, in order to avoid competing for berths and reduce time consumption.

Just like the port of Zutiu today, the one hundred and eighty-sixth ship berthed into the "smooth sailing".

The "Smooth Sailing" is a typical goblin ship, large and unaesthetic, but rugged and inexpensive, and can withstand the storms of the sea.

This is a passenger and cargo ship, in addition to pulling goods, the ship also pulls a lot of passengers, the cargo will be moved down later, and now the first to get off the ship are the passengers on board.

A large number of passengers streamed down from the deck, on the bridge provided by the tender ship, and in a short time more than 100 passengers were basically unloaded.

Flor, who had stepped on solid ground and had grown a light beard on his chin, looked out of the harbor, and the desert outside the city looked a little excited.

"Ahh It's finally back! Honestly, although Zandalar is magnificent. But it was humid and muggy, and I still loved Tanaris! "Behind Flor's proven tall, strong troll stood a thick, little chubby dwarf—a strong-bodied dwarf in a tuxedo and top hat.

"That's right! I don't like Zandalar either, it rains so often! Behind the dwarf followed two goblins, one of whom continued, "What do you think, Tigul? ”

"Mason, I don't like the climate. I love the gold there, though! If only I could dig up a piece of gold! Another goblin said.

Among the six adventurers who walked together, only the strong and tall Flor and the gnoll Hogg remained, and the tall and slender Nagg at the back of the group did not speak.

Hearing the three companions say this, the elite warrior Flor subconsciously glanced at the female troll Naji, and saw that she didn't react before he said, "Hehe! I think it's all about the same. Zandalar feels more bustling, trolls, more and more lively. But I still like Zutona – well, the desert is good! ”

When the other members were about to say something, Naji, who had a calm face, finally spoke: "Don't waste time here!" Hurry up and get into town! I want to go back to Zutona soon! I haven't seen my nieces and nephews in four months! ”

"Hey! All right. Then go back to Zutona first, I also miss the time wine at the Time Hotel! Dwarven explorer Brian said.

"We're not going!" Mason said.

"It's only half a month later. We will go to Zutona to meet you! Tigul also said.

"I'm with Hogg, and we're going to Zutona." Brian said.

"Yes." Tall and strong jackals.

"That's it!" Naji made the final decision, "The team disperses here first!" Meet at Time Hotel Zutona in half a month! ”

"Agreed!"

"No problem!"

"I've been tired for half a year. It's time to take a good break! ”

“……”

After a little deliberation, the group of adventurers who had followed the expeditionary force to Zandalar months earlier, and who had made some contributions behind enemy lines and the defense of the city, finally returned to their familiar territory.

Like them, most of the mercenary squads who had followed Chromie, the president of the Azeroth Adventurer Association, on their expedition to Zandalar on their adventures had also returned to Tanaris.

Because President Chromie has been very busy over there, the Adventurers' Guild branch on Zandalara's side has not been established, and the adventurers can only take some official troll missions there, and then go on adventures in the forest.

However, Zandala Island is much more dangerous than Tanaris, and the benefits are not much, and after the orcs are defeated, the adventurers find that they have not made as much money as here! In addition, the Zandalar trolls are indeed a bit xenophobic, so the tens of thousands of adventurers who had been with them in the past gradually left.

The adventurer team of the dwarf Brian Copperbeard, after a few months of working there, saw that there was really no profit to be earned, so they followed back to Tanaris.

Soon, the team left the port and officially entered the city of Zutiu.

The six members who saw it all felt that after more than four months of absence, Zutiu seemed to have become a little more prosperous.

Bags of cloth, spices, and sugar from the Orient were piled up from the shops into the streets, loaded with merchants driving horse-drawn carts to and fro. The air is filled with the fragrance of a blend of spices.

It's a bustling city next to an oasis, with the sound of thumping and looms, and business in the workshops of artisans.

The banner of the heir of Farachi, the god king of the Zur Empire, hangs on the gate of the town, symbolizing his protection. The local residents live happily, the trolls come to the elves to the minotaurs, and there are even many wild boars and jackals quarreling, and many residents are watching, a peaceful and stable scene.

"Hey!" Goblin Mason jokes about the gnoll warriors on the team. "Hogg. Look, your companions are arguing with the boar people! ”

Zutiu is an open city, so you can prove that you have nothing bad to do with Zutiu and that you can have a place here - whether it's for business, sightseeing, or as an adventurer.

Therefore, even the slightly civilized gnolls and wild boar people, as long as they are civilized and polite, can enter Zutiu. And if they obey the law, the goblin guards and troll guards all over the city won't do anything to them.

"You are my companions." Hogg didn't even look at the gnolls. "They aren't."

Most of the gnolls are in the eastern continent, there are very few gnolls on Kalimdor's side, and Hogg himself came from the eastern continent.

"That's right! Mason, Hogg is a good gnoll and a companion to us! Brian exclaimed.

"Listen to what they're arguing about!" Tigul screamed. "It seems to be arguing about something related to Silysus in the South! How? Are the bugs moving again? ”

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