Muradin. Brass walked in the desert of Silitus, still wearing his sackcloth robes, covering his priceless body, and behind this dwarf, he carried a war hammer wrapped in cloth, which was the Creation Staff, Valanar, this dwarf concealed the divine weapon, also to avoid attracting the attention of others.

The dwarf walked quickly on the sand, and although he did not hold the Creation Scepter in his hand, the power of the holy object could make the loose quicksand under Muradin's feet condense, as if paving a way forward for the dwarf.

However, while passing through an oasis, Muradin noticed something strange.

A dozen goblins dressed in tropical desert suits, with a group of trolls carrying shovels and buckets, are sitting on their strange three-wheeled motorcycles, and they are driving into the desert with bundles of saplings in the bodies of those motorcycles, and these goblins are actually going to the desert to plant trees!

This surprised Muradin.

"What the hell."

Muradin looked at the ruts on the ground, and the group of goblins who were playing loud music and were far away, and he couldn't help but complain:

"These green-skinned dwarfs are learning how to plant trees from the druids? Are they crazy? ”

Since the direction in which the goblins were going was almost the same as the direction that Muradin was going, the slightly curious dwarves secretly followed behind the goblins, intending to see what kind of medicine these goblins were selling in their gourds.

The dwarves were more curious about what had happened that made them change their minds.

Ten minutes later, Muradin saw the goblins jump out of the car and begin to direct the trolls to dig holes in the desert, and then plant the saplings in the sand that had been treated by the druids, judging by their skillful movements, this is certainly not the first time they have planted trees in the desert.

To the dwarf's surprise, a small lush oasis had taken shape in the middle of the treated sand, and the trees in the oasis were exactly the same as those brought by the goblins, meaning that they were not the whims of the goblins.

Looking at the green forests and cisterns that had grown in the desert, the dwarf couldn't help but rub his diamond forehead, and it suddenly occurred to him that it didn't seem like the right choice for him to spend years in that place in the Storm Cliffs... During his time in seclusion, there must have been a lot of things going on in this world that he didn't know about...

Hell, even the goblins have changed their minds, what the hell is going on in this crazy world?

But curiosity aside, the dwarves finally did not disturb the happy goblins in planting trees, and after the goblins planted four or five trees, Muradin quietly left the oasis and continued his quest. He didn't come into contact with the goblins, knowing that if the goblins saw his diamond body, it would definitely cause bad trouble.

And the dwarves could feel that the forest where the goblins planted trees was not far from their destination.

Before leaving, the Diamond Dwarf looked at the busy goblins, and in his heart, he gave a big thumbs up to the goblins who were obsessed with planting trees in the desert.

Well, a goblin who knows how to plant trees and maintain the environment is definitely a good goblin!

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Well, actually, Muradin's guess wasn't entirely correct.

The group of goblins who planted trees were actually employees of the Hot Sand Foundation, and their daily task was not only to sell various goods in the oasis of the druids to make money, but also to plant 30 trees on the sandy soil planned by the druids, and each tree was planted with a subsidy from the consortium, so for the goblins, although this work was a little tiring, it was still a real good job.

But why do goblins plant trees?

That's a long story.

After the Battle of the Swarm in Silisus, the evil god Cthun was killed, and the Blightcast Druids settled in the desert, and this was no longer the inaccessible place it used to be.

In addition to cleansing Cthun's corruption of the world, the druids have also found time to create several oases in the desert, and the druids hope that the Silissus Desert will eventually become an ecological region similar to the Barrens.

But the good times didn't last long, a few years ago, on the edge of the Silisus Desert, the exploration team sent by the goblins found several underground crude oil pools with huge reserves, and there are many rich ore areas in this desert, which naturally attracted the covetousness of the hot sand consortium, and most importantly, this desert does not have a clear sovereignty, the only native species here is the endangered Qila worm, and about the goblins mining and oil extraction, the bugs will not complain.

So the goblins happily built another city in the desert and named it "Nugget City".

The Hot Sands Consortium intends to shape this desert into a new source of revenue, oil mining, mining, and tour group businesses for other races, but the earliest Blightcaller Druids are not easy to mess with, and the fact that the Darkblade Consortium was forced to shut down the oil production equipment in the Valley of Thorns under the offensive of the forest spirits has proved the attitude of the druids, who do not want the oasis they have built with great difficulty to be polluted by the sewage and sewage emitted by the goblins' money-making business.

The goblins initially planned to stealthily extract oil, which was their usual strategy, and for goblins, free stuff was always the best.

However, the actions of these little green-skinned men could not be concealed from the druids who looked out over the desert from the sky, and on a dark and windy night, a group of radical druids infiltrated the goblin camp and burned all the equipment that had just been transported there.

But the druids didn't do it all, after the fire started, they rescued the goblins in the fire, in fact, it was to scare these greedy dwarfs, but how to say, if you want to stop the goblins from chasing profits and gold coins, you can't rely on a fire alone, after this incident, the goblins of the hot sand consortium began to arm the oil extraction, and they even hired several mercenary brigades in their own mercenary market to protect their oil production plant.

The relationship between the two sides who had fought side by side against the Bugmen was extremely deteriorating, and there was even an armed conflict that caught fire, and just after the confrontation between the two sides became more and more intense, even involving the originally neutral Cenarion Council, the incident alarmed the Patriarch Moyana, who personally came to Gasison to discuss the matter with the board of directors of the Hot Sand Foundation, and after several days of negotiations, the two sides finally reached an agreement with difficulty.

The Blightcaller Druids allow the Goblins of the Hot Sand Consortium to extract oil from Silishus, and they don't need the goblin's share of the wealth, and gold doesn't mean anything to the unworldly Druids.

And the requirements of these barred druids are very simple, every day the goblins collect oil in Silisus, they have to plant 10 trees in the designated area of the druids, the type of trees is not limited, the size is not limited, and even throwing seeds can be done, but they must be planted every day!

And most importantly, the goblin oil extraction plant produces sewage every day, which cannot be discharged directly into the sea or the desert, and the goblins must design their own sewage treatment equipment.

Every morning, a team of druids will watch the goblins in the sky, and if the goblins violate the agreement between the two parties, the druids have the right to shut down the goblins' oil production plant until the goblins are willing to return to the agreement.

It stands to reason that the goblin merchants would not agree to such an overlord clause, which would greatly increase the cost of oil extraction.

But since the Blightcaller Druids don't want their money, this means that there is almost no maintenance cost for oil extraction in Silysus, except for the upfront investment and attention to environmental pollution... In recent years, due to the development of engineering in the Federation and the Empire, the price of crude oil in the market has been rising, and the Tovir people and the Rustwater Consortium have cooperated to make a lot of money from oil extraction in the Great Desert of Uldam, and the Hot Sand Consortium has long been red-eyed, and it is impossible for the goblins to give up the crude oil of Silysus under the stimulation of huge profits.

Because according to the goblin researchers, the economic dividends brought by this engineering will last for at least 50 years!

But the Blightburner Druids are strong, they are not the kind of opponents who can be scared off by the threat of one or two bombs, and the directors of the Hot Sand Consortium who were forced to be helpless privately summed up, calculated the profits and investments, and finally found out... Alas, although the profits have been reduced a lot, this business is actually barely doing it!

And these green-skinned dwarfs are not in vain, they agreed to the harsh conditions of the Blightcaller Druids, but these greenskinned scheming boys added another clause to the agreement, if other forces try to enter Silisus and fight for the right to oil extraction, then the Blightburner will be on the side of the Hot Sand Consortium!

In other words, the persistent pursuit of these green-skinned goblins... is the most profitable regional monopoly business!

Even for this they are willing to plant 30 trees a day in Silisus!

That's why these goblins who have goblins in the eyes of money are willing to plant trees in this area, and there is only one reason that can drive the goblins to do one thing with great effort, and that is gold coins, countless gold coins.

And the actions of the druids also provided an unexpected way for the goblins to make money.

This group of bastard merchants in the Empire, the Federation and Pandaria, under the guise of the Blightcaster Druids, collect donations from the entire civilized world, they have launched a "Goblin Forest" business plan, calling on the people to donate generously for the future environment of Azeroth, for every silver donated, a tree planted in your name in Silishus by the "Azeroth Environmental Vanguard" Hot Sand Foundation, you can go to the Goblin Forest at any time to see the wonders of nature!

The slogan of these goblins is "Protect the environment, start with every silver coin you donate!" ”

Well, I have to say that the goblins' fundraising is very successful, because of the name of the Blightcaster Druid, so the Empire and the Federation have not officially controlled this kind of private fundraising, which makes the goblins' fundraising offices almost every city in the world in 2 years.

In last year's quarterly profit statement of the Hot Sand Consortium, the funds raised from the fundraising completely exceeded the investment of the goblins in planting trees, and seeing the new profit growth point, the Hot Sand Consortium planned to start a new "Goblin Forest" project in the Tanaris Desert, the Bleak Lands and the barren lands of the Eastern Continent.

The Blightcaller Druids were happy to see the entire world contribute to the preservation of Azeroth's ecology, so they pinched their noses and acquiesced.

Speaking of which, this is another successful cooperation between the two organizations after the swarm war.

So you see, the goblins sell arms, they start small wars all over the world, they are speculative, they are full of the stench of money, they do anything as long as they have money, they are rude and rude, cheerful and noisy, but in reality, they are good goblins... It's not hopeless.

After all, they are also members of this world civilization, and if they can be a little better to this world while making money...

Then they are also a good civilization worthy of existence!

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"Well, this is it."

Muradin. Copperbeard said goodbye to the unforgettable Goblin Forest, and he went all the way to the deepest and most central part of the Great Desert of Silysus, which was already a truly inaccessible place that not even the druids had explored.

Standing on top of a sand dune, Muradin could see the Cenarion Fortress standing in the distance, and although the threat of the swarm had been cleared, it had not been abandoned, and the druids of the Cenarion Council still lived there, and of course, the Sentinels had evacuated.

It is said that the religious confrontation between the Blightcaller and the Cenarion Council is quite fierce right now, and both sides are trying their best to gather the believers, and if the Blightcaster is trying to transform the Great Desert, then the Cenario Druid will naturally not be left behind.

Of course, the dispute between the druids had nothing to do with Muradin, at least not for now, he stood on this active sand dune, looking left and right, listening to the mysterious call in his heart, which was beneath the earth, just below the rolling quicksand.

Muradin took the Creation Scepter from his back and held the ancestral artifact in his hand, the surge of the Titan's power made him more closely connected to the earth under his feet, and he held the scepter and walked up and down the sand dunes like an explorer holding a treasure hunting instrument.

"Ah, this should be done by Brian."

Muradin's little spit groan, indeed, this kind of thing in the desert looking for something, Brian. Copperbeard is certainly better at it than he is, but his older brother, who is said to have traveled to the distant world of Xonos, has taken his best archaeologists with him to explore the origins of the civilization of the Dreadlords, who are said to have discovered several ancient temples.

In addition, he found information on the Nasrezm demons' observation of the origin of the stars, which was very meaningful to Azeroth.

With these things in his mind, Muradin's mind was in mind, he took a step forward, and the next moment, the seemingly normal sand dune suddenly cracked a hole into the ground, which came so suddenly that a warrior like Muradin's could not react, and in the exclamation of the dwarf, his whole body fell under the desert, and between the hot winds, the rift of the quicksand was also covered up without a trace in the next moment.

Muradin...

Finally set foot on his own true destiny.