The program went well at first.

Mochi and the others succeeded in attracting the attention of the Naga army by throwing stones to detonate mines.

As the Naga army began to gather towards the explosion, Mochi and his companions moved to the pre-determined nest, while Akalin took the opportunity to enter the main hall from the other direction.

Five minutes later, Akalin had not returned. Mochi began to regret that perhaps he really shouldn't have let Akalin take the risk. In fact, they had another option - to find a place to live in seclusion, not to explore Azeroth, and to live in peace. Mochi knew a lot of places to live in seclusion, and with his knowledge of the world, it shouldn't be difficult to find a place to hide.

"It's already the safest, Mr. Mochi, don't worry too much." Seeing that Moqi was still worried, Anvena was relieved.

Is it already the safest method? There's always a safer way for a perfectionist like Mochi, if only he had been given a little more time to plan.

Fifteen minutes passed, and there was still no voice to be seen.

For a number of reasons, the Nagas became agitated - the Naga, who had "sliding" from the direction of the temple, shouted to the patrolling troops, and after a while, the otherwise slack Naga soldiers became nervous and hurried towards the temple despite the formation.

Has Akarin been found? Mochi thought uneasily. Due to the language barrier, Mochi was not sure why the Nagas had rushed back to the temple. Go to the temple and rush to rescue Akarin? There seems to be no benefit to this except to put themselves in danger.

Anvina gently placed her right hand on Mochi's clenched fist, "Mr. Mochi, don't be nervous, he won't be discovered." ”

I hope so—Mochi let out a long sigh.

Fifteen minutes later, just as Mochi had already decided to go to the temple alone to save people, Akarin appeared beside Mochi.

"I'm back!" Akalin said with a smile.

Seeing that Akalin was safe and sound, Mo Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Qi was about to speak, but Linda preemptively said to Akalin: "I'll just say you're okay, Mo Qi has been worried about you being found just now!" ”

"Don't talk about that. Anvina, let him get his things out. Mochi said to Anvina.

Anvina translated Mochi's words to Akalin, who was unhurriedly pulling out her things, and kept talking about her own experience—"You don't know, the temple is quite large, with four floors in total. I searched inside for a long time before I found what we were looking for......"

As he spoke, Akalin handed a quaint notebook to Mochi. Judging by the gilded pattern on the cover, this book should be a precious thing.

"I found it in a particularly gorgeous treasure chest." Akalin said confidently.

"That's not what we're looking for." Mochi flipped through the pages and quickly came to this unfortunate conclusion.

"What's wrong, Mr. Mockey?" Anvena asked.

"Look, I think it's a diary." Moqi came to this conclusion after comparing the formats. If it's a note about a spell, the beginning of each page should not be formatted like the year, month, and day. And I can't find any pictures related to spells in this book.,In all the spell books that Moqi has seen so far,Pictures about magic circles are unavoidable content.。

The Blood Elves and Naga originate from one branch, so there is a common part of the text, and Anvina can read nearly half of the contents of the diary.

"That's right...... It's a diary. Avena nodded.

Mochi found out how naïve he was, how fucking he wouldn't let Akalin get anything. Although he will not be discovered, he is as careless as ever in his work. Mochi should have thought that God had given Akarin such a strong talent, and Akarin was still mixed up like this - there must be a reason for this.

Anvina asked, "Mr. Mochi, what do we do now?" ”

"I can only dive in again...... Wait, have we been discovered? Mochi thought so, and when he turned his head, he suddenly saw a large area of Naga army surrounding the place.

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Warlord Crealian has never been angrier than he is today.

As Queen Azhara's most loyal subordinate, the leader of the Vicious Whip Clan. It has been a long time since his authority has been trampled on as it is today.

His secret diary was stolen. Journaling has long been an unobtainable part of Crelian's life.

Those of the people who live in the sea may have a hard time understanding Crelian's anguish.

He stayed on this "deserted beach" all year round, away from his wife and parents. To the east is the main tribal city of Orgrimmar, where life is boring and dangerous. Coupled with the fact that it is far away from Nessata, information is relatively closed. Living in this kind of place, if you don't adjust your mental state, it's easy to enter a state that is close to the "walking dead".

Crealian had heard the term "catfish effect". Sardines in the cabin can easily suffocate if they lack external stimulation. Therefore, those humans will put the catfish in it, and the sardines are very nervous when they see the catfish, rushing left and right, dodging in all directions, and speeding up their swimming. In this way, the problem of lack of oxygen in the sardines will be solved, and the sardines will not die.

Every time he hears this story, Crealian is amused by the ignorance of humans - catfish are freshwater fish, sardines are sea fish, and the story is simply nonsense.

And through the perennial state of "woodenness", Crealian found that this boredom was not terrible. The scary thing is not to be willing to be "bored" and do all kinds of attempts -

Some Naga would learn from humans to grow peas, and as a result, by counting beans for many years (the most boring year counted 8,023 beans), they discovered a boring discovery called "the law of heredity", and the devil knows what his discovery was for, anyway, those peas were all used by Crealian to cook fish;

Another Naga tried to grow apples far from the coast, and one day after being hit in the head by an apple, he claimed to have discovered a law called "gravitation", which was another useless discovery......

Some naga would write letters to themselves, put them in glass bottles like humans, and then throw them into the sea, and then pick them up dozens of times...... Well, this kind of Crelian is still acceptable, and the first two are really useless......

In short, the Naga stationed here are bored.

And Crealian is the one who knows boredom the most.

He was very aware of the energy contained in boredom, which can make or break a naga. It is necessary to use the energy of boredom in the right place to create an extraordinary career.

The way Crélian chose to write poems in his diary, and he wrote them every day, and he kept writing for more than a decade. One day, when his diary is discovered, perhaps he will be posthumously named "the greatest Naga poet in the history of Azeroth." ”

However, this is all for the future, and the current situation of the Naga art world is that "those who write poetry" are not as good as "write", and "those who write" are not as good as "shouting microphones". Moreover, the label of "literary youth" is the object of discrimination no matter what race or era.

When a naga sits at his desk all day without communicating with his colleagues, they taunt him, "Do you want to be a writer when you don't move?" ”

No one else must find out that he is writing poetry. Otherwise Crélian will become a laughing stock in the clan. But today, the diary full of poems was stolen...... It's really life-threatening. Fortunately, he had made a magic mark on his diary in advance, and Crelian secretly vowed to make the person who stole his diary pay a terrible price.

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