The orcs looked at the orc baby on the altar, and they didn't know how to describe it, the relatively thin body, limbs like thin branches, but the skin on the right arm was like a rock, and there were spiral marks.

This kind of feeling should be called disappointment, in the orc tradition, the weak individual is not having a good time, and will even be abandoned in the wilderness, left to fend for himself, even his parents will think that this is some kind of curse, think that what kind of evil they have created, to give birth to such a weak orc.

However, the old orc shaman Artur looked at the arms of the orc baby, with its rocky skin and spiral marks, and the thought came to his heart: "Maybe this child will become a powerful shaman priest in the future, after all, the blessings of the elements are so clearly displayed on him." ”

"Wait!Kokana hasn't woken up yet!" the orc swordmaster Yushuro looked frightened as he hugged the orc and tried to wake her up, and looked up at the elemental rage.

The elemental spirits didn't seem too surprised, and said calmly, "We have fulfilled our prophecy, your child has been born into our world, and he will successfully complete his mission. As for your partner, we can't help you, after all, her sleep is also her fate, whether she can wake up or not depends on herself, and we are powerless to change those fateful calamities. ”

The expression of the orc sword saint Yushuluo is complicated, there is despair, helplessness, and anger that feels deceived, and after constantly tangling, he doesn't know what to do.

The old orc shaman stood and watched helplessly, then finally turned into a sigh and bowed to the Elemental Fury and thanked him, "Thank you for the blessings of the great Elemental Fury!"

The elemental wrath nodded silently, silently dissipated, and the surroundings were calm again, the old orc's armrest rested on the orc swordmaster's shoulder, and gently persuaded: "Let's go, Yushuro, take Kokana and the child, return to the tribe, as long as you take care of Kokana, maybe one day, she can wake up on her own." ”

The body of the orc sword saint trembled slightly, just like the mood at this time, complicated and helpless, obviously looking forward to redemption, but only got his premature weak child, he stroked his partner's cheek, and whispered softly: "Kokana, you will be fine, you will definitely wake up, I believe in you, when you wake up, you will see that our child is strong and healthy, and become a great warrior with glory in his heart, I swear to you!"

At the same time, the newly born Zhou Hao's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and the turmoil continued.

"What the hell is this? I don't know very well, but the two faces I just saw, with brown skin and huge canine teeth on their jaws, what kind of people are they?"

Thinking like this, suddenly Zhou Hao seemed to think of something.

"Isn't this the orc in World of Warcraft in the game I usually play? Or is it Maghan Orc? I've traveled to Warcraft? What kind of joke!

Zhou Hao thought about it again and again, only to feel that millions of divine beasts were rushing in his heart, it turned out that there was really such a thing as crossing in this world? But to tell the truth, it is not good to travel to that, to travel to the game world, this is really not fun at all, is this world dangerous thieves, all kinds of ancient gods, fallen Titans, Burning Legions, Void Lords or something, people move their fingers or have a thought, a world will be destroyed, as a good young man who lives in the country safely and without worrying about food and clothing, he feels a tingling fear on his scalp!

Zhou Hao carefully recalled his last memory before crossing over, what did he do?

"Emmmm, I didn't do anything! I went home to eat, played on the computer, went to sleep, and woke up in my mother's womb. Did the crossing come so unexpectedly?"

Zhou Hao kept thinking about trying to sort out the situation, but in a foreign land, he inexplicably remembered his family, his parents and his sister, were they all okay? Did he die in bed, or did he say that his consciousness was some kind of fantasy? The more Zhou Hao thought about it, the more sad he became.

"I want to go home!" all his feelings turned into a sentence of longing and baby tears, and with a deep sense of exhaustion, he fell into a deep sleep again.

In the dream, he dreamed of the earth, of his home, and of his relatives, they laughed and laughed, and they were reunited, but without him, he could not feel his own existence, he felt as if he had never existed.

Zhou Hao was scared awake, he had had many dreams in his life, and only today did he find out that some dreams were so frightened, which made him feel afraid from the bottom of his heart. ”

"No! I need to calm down, I want to go back, but I need to survive first, I need to survive in this world, and then find a way home. ”

Thinking like this, Zhou Hao tried to open his eyes and observe the surrounding environment, the surroundings were not too bright, the brown curtain seemed to be some kind of cloth or leather, he was wrapped in a warm fur, his body could not move, he struggled, and finally sat up and looked up at everything in this room.

He turned his head and exclaimed, "Wow! What is this?"

To the right of Zhou Hao lay a humanoid creature with canine teeth, he looked carefully, it should be an orc, and it was a female orc.

"Could it be that this is my mother in this world?" Zhou Hao thought silently, and then carefully looked at the female orc's face.

It's not like CG anymore, like some kind of rugged and strong human, with a pair of huge canine teeth on the lower jaw exposed, and a complexion like that of a weathered Indian. Just thinking of this, he suddenly felt very tired and tired, Zhou Hao clearly felt that this exhaustion had nothing to do with sleep, it was because of hunger.

Zhou Hao tried his best to crawl towards the female orc, thinking to himself: "I have to wake her up, I need to breastfeed, although eating the breast milk of a strange woman, and it is the breast milk of the female orc in the game, this feeling is very strange, but this is a matter of survival!"

Crawling to the face of the female orc, Zhou Hao raised his hand and pinched the female orc's face, but the female orc did not react.

"Hmm, why did you sleep so dead?" Zhou Hao thought so, just as he tried to pinch the female orc's nose, a gust of cold wind poured into this space, Zhou Hao quickly looked back, and a tall figure like a giant opened the door curtain.

"I'm going! I've been discovered!" Zhou Hao shrank his hand, trying to get away from the huge figure.

Then he felt himself being held softly by a huge palm, and his body rose and left the ground. A vicious orc face was reflected in front of him.

"I'm a mother, is this still a human?" Zhou Hao thought tremblingly.

His bare upper body, muscular like a rock, and the most conspicuous thing on his slightly visible humanoid cheeks was the pair of incomparably large canine teeth, which even had two metal rings on them, all in all, he looked like some kind of fierce monster.

The monster's big face opened its mouth and began to mumble something, Zhou Hao didn't understand a word, but he knew that this male orc should be his father in this world. To be honest, Zhou Hao didn't know what to do now, how to express the idea that he was hungry?

But after a while, Zhou Hao knew that he was thinking too much, and the male orc began to feed him some kind of porridge with a bloody smell, although he didn't know what it was, but Zhou Hao didn't care at all now, he just wanted to fill his stomach first.

As the days passed, Zhou Hao realized a lot of things, first of all, his orc mother in this world is a vegetative person, it is really difficult for his orc father in this world, and secondly, his race in this world is an orc, although the spiral mark and stone skin on his arm are a little strange, but it is indeed an orc, and it feels like an orc who has not drunk the demon blood in the Warcraft plot, so the problem comes again.

"Will the orcs of this world be like in the Warcraft game, being tricked into drinking the evil blood of the Abyss Demon King, will they also commit unspeakable heinous crimes, and finally invade Azeroth and complete a series of plots like in the World of Warcraft?

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao, a loyal player of Warcraft, was excited, he was able to experience the plot in Warcraft instead of a virtual game, and there was no screenwriter to swallow books, which is really cool for a Warcraft player!

After being excited for a while, Zhou Hao calmed down, and when he thought of one thing, his face became ugly.

The fate of the orc race is not good, from the use of Draenor to launch the war to slaughter the Draenei, to the invasion of Azeroth by the Dark Gate, and the never-ending struggle between the Azeroth Alliance and the Horde, the history of the orc race is very turbulent, God knows, whether he will be in the trap that day.

Zhou Hao thought so, and then came up with this thought: "Could it be that he is the protagonist? Where have you heard of time travel except for novels and fictional works?"

Shaking his head, Zhou Hao shook off these unrealistic thoughts, no matter what, he felt that the first priority now was to survive.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care that the sky is falling apart, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, as long as he can go home, nothing is a problem, of course, if he can save the world with his feelings, it will be better. ”

Zhou Hao began to organize his thoughts and plan his current goals.

"emmmmm..... it should be before the invasion of Azeroth, and it should be observed that the orcs have not found green skin, and it should not be the group of Maghan orcs left in the outer regions after Draenor was destroyed, because this is the camp of the Fireblade Clan, so the current goal is very clear. ”

Grow up as soon as possible to become a strong orc warrior, and if you have enough ability, try to change the fate of the orcs, and then find the truth about the crossing and the way home.

After all, it's not a good thing to be part of a horrible race that is so sinful and unspeakable.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao, who was still a baby, understood what he should do now

It's time to eat, it's time to sleep, it's simple and straightforward.

The orc swordmaster Yushuro had a hard time, and he had to do everything alone, and when he brought back his sleeping companion and emaciated son from the Elemental Throne that day, everyone in the Fireblade clan knew that his life was going to be hard, and it could get harder and harder.

Yushuro himself has no complaints, he is full of fighting spirit, he believes that his partner will wake up one day, and he has never doubted his skills, as a sword master of the Fireblade Clan, this profession full of tradition and glory, it is not an insurmountable difficulty to feed two orcs, not to mention that he will never succumb to difficulties.

But despite this, he had his own doubts, which came from his newborn child, which seemed a little, um, strange, Yushuro trying to think about the word.

The other babies in the tribe either cried and made a fuss in the middle of the night, and the noisy people couldn't sleep, or they would pee and feces from time to time, making the tent stinky.

These are commonplace things, but they have never been seen in their own children, who only eat with all their strength when it is time to eat, sleep more soundly than themselves when it is time to sleep, and sometimes sit in a daze in the tent, or crawl around in a small area in the tribe.

He even observed that his children were excreting at the edge of a fixed small pit, which worried Yushuro, and he sought out the priest Artur to seek the wisdom of the elders.

"What's the matter? ”

The old shaman had always felt guilty about Yushuro since he had returned from the Elemental Throne last time, and he would always try his best to take care of this suffering family.

"Priest Artur, I have some concerns about my child, he doesn't act like a normal orc baby. ”

"Oh, and that kind of thing, I'll go and see it with you now," said the old shaman's somewhat dim eyes, with a feeling of anticipation.