The two of them walked slowly towards Yushuro's tent, and Yushuro described what he had seen and heard to the old shaman, who also felt amazing when he heard it, and when they arrived at the tent, they saw such a scene.

A skinny orc baby, crouched on the ground, was constantly lifting a fist-sized stone up and down.

"It's like exercising. ”

The two orcs looked at each other in amazement, and when they came back to their senses, Yushuro was about to stop the child's strange behavior, but was stopped by Shaman Artur.

The old shaman motioned for a further observation, and Yushuro thought for a moment and nodded.

At this time, Zhou Hao silently counted in his heart: "11, 12", and then dropped the stone and climbed towards a dry branch, he held the branch with both hands and waved it.

Then Zhou Hao suddenly felt a strange and wonderful feeling on the mark on his left arm, he quietly shifted his gaze, and immediately noticed that the two orcs on the side of the stone in the distance were staring at him, and he trembled in fright, and then waved the branches, and screamed "Woo! Woo!" while waving the branches, pretending to be playful.

Artur and Yushuro looked at each other for a moment, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, thinking to themselves: Maybe this is really the child's unintentional fight.

Walking forward, the old shaman reached out and grabbed the little one, put him on his wide palm, and looked at the orc baby in his hand, which looked thin but very lively, and looked into the eyes of the little one.

Zhou Hao also looked at the old orc with wide eyes, and then with a wave of his small hand, the gray beard of the old shaman's chin was immediately missing.

The old shaman gasped in pain, and hurriedly used his other hand to protect his golden beard, looking at the little guy who was pinching his gray beard in his hand, the old shaman was close to his face and showed a grinning expression, trying to scare the little guy, but the little orc still grabbed his beard and danced in the old shaman's wide palm.

The old shaman pondered the previous scene for a moment, then put the little one back into Yushuro's arms, and said to Yushuro:

"This child, lively and hardly like a weak premature baby, the blessing of the elemental wrath plays its due role, and there shouldn't be any problem with that, Yushuro. ”

When Yushuro heard the old shaman talk about the elemental wrath, a trace of contempt immediately flashed in his obscure eyes, and then he thought of his own child, and said to Artur Shaman with a sincere face: "As long as it does not affect my son's health, I am relieved, thank you for your wisdom, Artur Shaman." ”

Shaman Artur stood aside and thought for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said to Yushuro: "Well, Yushuro, if you want, if you can't take care of the child during the day when you are working or hunting, you can send this little guy to me and let me take care of him." ”

When Yu Shuluo heard this, he immediately made a surprised expression and hurriedly said: "How can this be done! Elder Artur, thank you for your kindness, but my life has not been unbearable, and this little guy is quite dishonest, how can I trouble you? Not to mention that you are still the shaman of the clan, and many things need your strength, I really don't want to add unnecessary burdens to you." ”

The old orc shaman smiled and waved his hand, signaling that Yushuro had something to say.

"Hehe, Yushuro, don't worry, listen to me, I want to do this for two reasons, first, in the matter of Kokana, I, as a clan shaman, did not help you, which makes me feel guilty all the time. Second, I think your child may have a great talent for the greater good of the clan and make him a good shaman. ”

After listening to the old shaman's words, Yushuro seemed very hesitant, if it was really like what Elder Artur said, becoming a noble shaman would undoubtedly be a good thing for the orcs, because becoming a shaman meant that he could obtain all kinds of revelations from the spirits of the clan's ancestors on the sacred mountain of Woshugu, the holy land of the orcs, but Yushuro remembered what the elemental wrath had done, and he felt that this power was very unreliable, and deep in his heart he despised this ability obtained by groveling.

The old orc shaman Artur saw Yushuro's hesitation, patted the orc sword saint on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just going to say what I think, after all, the child is still too young, and it's not up to me to decide whether he can become a shaman or not." ”

Yushuro seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after hearing this, and sent the old shaman back to his lodgings, struggling in his heart along the way, and just as he arrived at the tent and was about to leave, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and held the old shaman's hand with strong hands and said:

"Elder Artur, you are the shaman of the clan and the oldest wise man, I believe in your wisdom, but the child is still too young, maybe in a few years the child will be older, I will send him to learn from you, do you think this is okay?"

After hearing this, the old shaman smiled, and immediately nodded with satisfaction, and said loudly with a smile:

"Go ahead, kid, if there's anything I need help with, even if you tell me, my old wolf still has some prestige, haha!"

Yushuro smiled, and when he was reincarnated and left, he had not gone far when he suddenly heard the voice of the Artur shaman behind him.

"Yushuro, have you thought about the names of your and Kokana's children?"

Yushuro recalled a good memory and responded with a smile: "The boy's name is Nagnosh Ichi, and the girl's name is Nagnosh Rejana, now that I think about it, it is still Kokana who is more powerful, and when I say that I gave birth to a boy, I gave birth to a fat boy for me, so I call it Izzy, Nagnosh means the heart of Nagrand, and Havalor, the hometown of the Fireblade Clan, is in this most beautiful grassland of Draenor, I hope that our children can always remember the traditional glory of the clan, and Izzy is the name of a noble ancestor in the legend."

The old shaman nodded with satisfaction when he heard Yushuro's words.

"The Heart of Nagrande? ”

At this time, Zhou Hao, who didn't know that he already had his name in another world, was still thinking about the wonderful feeling just now, and his arm seemed to hear some kind of strange wind before, telling him that someone was peeping at him.

"It's amazing! Can you hear sounds with your arms?"

Zhou Hao looked at the spiral-like mark on his stone-skinned arm, moved his right hand, and felt very puzzled, he knew that he had been reincarnated as an orc clan, and the two bare canine teeth in his mouth were the most significant features, but when would the orc clan have such a feature on his arm?

"No, neither the old orcs nor their own orc fathers in this world seem to have this kind of trait, at most they have all kinds of black tattoos on their bodies. ”

"Could it be that this is some kind of ability that is unique to him?" Zhou Hao thought with joy in his heart, and then his joy turned into melancholy.

"Nima, could it be that he is really a character in a novel by some foolish author?, or a plot NPC designed in a certain game?" Thinking bitterly, Zhou Hao sighed and cheered up again.

As the saying goes, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and instead of thinking about something useless, it is better to think about the recent problems around you.

Zhou Hao closed his eyes, recalled the feeling just now, and tried to get back the wonderful feeling, but he tried for a long time, but he never could perceive anything, but he clearly knew that his weird right arm was different from the rest of his body.

Zhou Hao suddenly showed a wry smile, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that this is the single dog unicorn arm that has not tasted the joy of fish and water for 22 years, and has been turned into a resentful one?"

Zhou Hao, who stopped thinking and worked hard for a long time, finally gave up perceiving the "plug-in" that he might have, he changed to a more hidden place and continued to exercise his body.

Zhou Hao remembered his life on earth, he once had a serious illness in junior high school, and the consequence was that his parents who were becoming more and more emaciated and helplessly separated from his friends, this painful experience made him deeply understand that the body is the capital of the revolution.

What's more, he is now in the World of Warcraft, where the strong are respected, and when he recalls those things, he thinks of the earth and his hometown, so he works harder to start his exercise plan.

"Maybe in this life, I can become a magical mage and return to Earth with teleportation spells. ”

Zhou Hao was exercising while recalling the plots in those games.

Warcraft is a game that sells well, and the plot accounts for a lot of credit, from Warcraft to World of Warcraft, Zhou Hao likes those flesh-and-blood characters with rich feelings, so he also loves the plot of Warcraft.

How did the fate of the orcs move towards degenerate enslavement in the game?(Students who are interested and don't know the plot of Warcraft,You can go to Baidu to check the words and talk about the chronicle.,It's very good-looking.,Even if you don't play the game.,It's going to be fun to see.,Here's a brief explanation.。 ）

In general, it was used by demons in various ways, and in the end, the war was lost, and his hometown of Draenor was also blown up, and he fell into a heinous crime that is beyond words.

If it weren't for the rise of our powerful world Sa, the Great Chief of Saar, it is estimated that there would be nothing to do with the orc race, thinking that such a fate would befall him one day in the future, Zhou Hao's face immediately turned white, I don't feel anything about playing tribal orc warriors in the game, but what about when the game plot becomes a reality?

"Are you kidding? I don't want my race to be shouted at and killed by everyone. ”

Zhou Hao knew in his heart that he would never sit back and watch such a thing happen, as a senior tribal player, he had to make a macro on his last mount, shouting "For the tribe!" How could he let his race degenerate and be indifferent?

And no matter from that point of view, I should try to change this tragic fate.

Thinking painfully, Zhou Hao sorted out his thoughts, thinking about what he could do now.

"I need to determine the time first, if I am born too early or too late, it will not be friendly to me, and then I need to grow healthily, expand my influence, make friends with those key story characters, and finally influence those key game events to change the fate of the orcs.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao thought of another question, if he had too deep an influence, would he make the plot change too much? What if the orcs didn't go to Azeroth, or if he angered Kilgardan and directly mobilized the Burning Legion to destroy Draenor?

At this moment, Zhou Hao was entangled, whether it was from intuition or from the rational side, Zhou Hao felt that his hope of returning home was on Azeroth, after all, it was the core world of Warcraft. But when you know in advance that disaster will befall you, what kind of person will be indifferent?

"Hey, do your best! Let's see if there's a way to change the fate of the orcs and connect Draenor and Azeroth, after all, I don't want to be green!"

Zhou Hao looked at his normal brown skin and thought viciously.

In the following days, Zhou Hao tried to adapt to the days without mobile phones, Internet access, WIFI, and water and electricity, and unconsciously, he spent 9 years, Zhou Hao learned the language of the orc race, perhaps because of the memory of his previous life, he is different from a newborn baby, like a blank piece of paper, so learning the language of the orc is not as easy as he thought, and it took him a lot of energy.

In addition, Zhou Hao also knew his name in this world.

Nagnosh Izzy, this strange name, it seems that I have heard it somewhere, Zhou Hao thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he still wanted to use the name given by his parents on the earth "Zhou Hao", but now in order not to look different, Izzy will be Izzy, it will not have much impact, as long as he can finally increase his hope of going home, he is even willing to call a cat and a dog.

So from this day on, my name will be Izzy, and maybe when I return to Earth that day, this name will be a fond memory of my time in another world, Izzy fantasizes about it.

In fact, Zhou Hao thought too much about this, he was not a real baby after all, his mind was a 22-year-old highly educated adult, and in the eyes of the rest of the Fire Blade Clan, he was a little bit of an unusual little guy.

A "strong, strange" orc cub, that's what other people think of him.

The other orc babies ate and slept, and cried when they were hungry, but Izzy didn't cry or make a fuss, but he was haunted by the tribe when he had nothing to do, and with his smart eyes and a curious look, he looked at everything in the world.

Had it not been for the clan's eldest shaman, Shaman Artur, who had said that the child had been blessed by the elements, the orcs would have thought that Yushuro's child was a mentally retarded child born prematurely.

At this moment, in a small hidden cave not far from the clan, the regular voice kept ringing: "18, 19, 20" Putting down the heavy rock the size of his head, Izzy finished today's ten sets of weightlifting exercises, he clenched his small fist, felt his body, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although he was still a child, he was physically strong and powerful, and although he was certainly not as good as an adult now, he believed that with years of scientific training from others, he would be able to gain a higher status in the future to change the fate of the orcs in the tradition of respecting the strong.

Izzy rested for a minute, and the next thing to do was to exercise his boxing, when he was on Earth, Zhou Hao would take the initiative to exercise in the early morning after that serious illness, and by chance he met an old man who also exercised.

The old man's surname is Jiang, he is an old Red Army, experienced in a hundred battles, strong in martial arts, this description is not an exaggeration at all, it is said that the old man grew up practicing the martial arts in the village since he was a child, and later left his hometown to join the Red Army.

Just like that, the old man Jiang and Zhou Hao had a good relationship, and the old man was quite optimistic about this young man who was willing to come out early in the morning to exercise, so he taught Zhou Hao a set of boxing techniques to strengthen the body, lethality? ”

"It's okay, I still remember how to fight, how to say it's also a few years of kung fu, isn't it?" Thinking so, Izzy kept waving his little fist without making any sound.

"Woo!" a hurried horn sounded and suddenly interrupted Izzy's workout.

"This is a warning call from the tribe, what's going on?"

At this time, most of the orcs of the Havalo Fireblade Clan thought so, and Izzy hurried back to the tent, waiting for his hard-working orc father to return.

The anxious sound of running quickly approached the tent, and with the wide palm of the orc sword saint Yushuro pulling open the leather curtain of the tent, Yushuro breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the slightly emaciated female orcs and small orcs in the tent were still normal.

After making sure that everything was right, Yushuro took off his hunting bow and other tools, tidied up his equipment, reached out and took off the wide war blade hanging on the tent, and stroked the sleeping Kokana with his rough hands, the expression in his eyes was complex and obvious, worried, helpless, and a trace of determination, and then he touched the head of the little orc on the side, and rushed out of the tent with a resolute and fearless look.

Izzy saw all this in his eyes and realized in his heart:

"I'm afraid something big is going to happen to the Fire Blade Clan!"

After the orc Swordmaster walked away, Izzy immediately ran out, climbed a large tree against the wall of the clan with his hands and feet, and looked in the direction where the crowd had gathered.