Of all the races of Azeroth, few surpass the gnomes if they were to be more united. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These little men, born from the Curse of the Flesh of the Mechanical Gnomes, love life and research, and their long lifespans give them plenty of time to explore whatever interests them.

However, the most commendable thing is that in the thousands of years since the gnomes awakened, they have never had a civil war.

No warlords, no kings, poisonous just great craftsmen, the Council of Nomorigan.

Absolute cooking within the race brings endless harmony to the gnomes, and although it is a little inefficient, it is indeed the most suitable path for the gnomes for a race with universal access to higher education.

So for a long time, there has never been a situation of a dwarf fighting a dwarf - for a dwarf, even if there is a big dispute, they will not do anything to their own people.

Therefore, for the vast majority of gnomes, no one will doubt their compatriots.

But the postman is different.

The postman's mother was human - a minor human nobleman.

It is said that the postman's father took a lot of effort to catch up with his mother, and even invented a series of electric sticks......

The Postman had a happy childhood, learning a lot of stalker skills from his father, and becoming a Coalition-registered Stalker at a young age.

But when the Postman was twelve, the Orc War broke out, and the Postman's father enlisted in the army and died on the battlefield.

The postman spent his teenage years with his mother in Lordaeron, during which time he was accustomed to the deceit of mankind and matured rapidly.

The postman's mother also died young, and the postman, who was not human, lost his inheritance and had his land confiscated.

Later, a lonely postman came to Normorigen and inherited his father's legacy. Here, he felt the unity and kindness of the gnomes, learned a lot about engineering, and became known as the "postman" - of course, because of an accident, he owed a large foreign debt.

The complicated experience makes the postman not as innocent as the other gnomes, he tends to think a little more.

This time Nomorigan happened, other gnomes may not think that there is a problem with Sema Prager, and will only think that there is a problem with the experimental data, but the postman realizes that the assistant of the master craftsman may not be very reliable!

And when the postman hears the gnome alarm robot, he realizes that it is definitely a huge conspiracy.

"Nomi, run!"

Although Nomi didn't know what was happening, out of trust in his companion, Nomi followed the postman and started to return the same way.

On the way, the postman ran and told Nomi what he had found.

“…… Remember, Sema Prager must have rebelled, and only he can change the pre-installed program of the gnome alarm robot! ”

"Got it!" Nomi nodded, "Let's go!" ”

"No, there's no chance." The postman pushed Nomi away, "Hurry up, you go tell the master craftsman or Lord Loya what's going on here - the radiation here is disrupting wireless communications, I'm going to hold these damn stone palatins down!" ”

“…… Good! Nomi hesitated slightly and nodded, now is not the time to be humble, if you shirk back and forth at this moment, it will be a brain-dead to delay time!

What's more, the postman was right, it was indeed Nomi's speed.

"Hold on!" Nomi pulled a few lumps of iron from his waist and handed them to the postman, "Goblin Mines - I know you don't get along with goblins, but this thing works." ”

The postman nodded and took the mine, and Nomi turned around and walked away.

Watching Nomi roll all the way and quickly leave, the Postman began to reload his large pistol.

Ugly bastards, let you taste the postman's wrath now!

……………………

Out of the postman's sight, Nomi simply spread his little wings and began to fly close to the ground.

The situation is really serious, if it is really the same as the postman said, then the whole of Nomorigen is in danger!

So, the master craftsman Gerbin, who was directing the placement of the gnomes, saw a white figure appear at his emergency passage.

Gerbin helped his glasses, and then finally confirmed that it was indeed a young dragon that appeared in front of him.

White dragons!

The young dragon had horns and seemed to have two faint dark circles under its eyes, but before Gerbin could see it clearly, the young dragon rolled on the spot and turned into a small panda man.

"Master Artisan, Thema Prague has betrayed Nomorigan!"

The news brought by Nomi shocked Gerbin!

By this time, Gerbin had recognized Nomi's identity, and as the child of Drunken Wind and Onexia, Nomi had no reason to deceive himself - even if Nomi really lied, the dwarf could have gone to the trouble of the oath!

In this case, combined with the usual lust for power shown by Sema Prager, Gerbin is almost certain that his assistant has betrayed Nomorigan!

"Damn, all the Nomorigen Guards are assembled, everyone puts on radiation suits and armor, evacuates the crowd, and opens the gates of Nomorigen!"

"Go, call Loya over, activate the alpha emergency plan, and directly clear out Nomorigan!"

Messages were delivered in an orderly manner, and Nomi had reverted back to his young dragon state, making his way down the emergency passage to find the postman.

As soon as Gerbin was not paying attention, Nomi ran away, but he had no time to take care of Nomi.

"Let's hope he doesn't run into Sema Prag,......" Gerbin thought as he put on his own radiation-resistant armor, "and I hope Sema Praag has some scruples." ”

By the time the Nomorigen Guard was mobilized, Nomi had already returned to the passage.

Following the route he remembered, Nomi flapped his little wings as fast as he could—but unfortunately Nomi was only a young dragon, which was already the limit of his flight speed.

"I hope something doesn't happen to the postman......"

Just as Nomi was about to arrive at the postman's place, he heard the trademark muffled sound of a large pistol.

"1,2,3,4,5,6......" Nomi counted silently in his mind, "Six gunshots, the postman is out of bullets......"

Turning a corner, under the bright searchlight, a large stone palatinous monster was pounced on the postman.

"No!"

Nomi has turned back into a pandaman, and he tries to send out a fireball, but it's too late.

"Poof!"

In the seventh shot, the postman successfully knocked down the stone palatin monster in front of him.

Looking at Nomi, who rushed to him and was dumbfounded, the postman smiled.

"Don't be so nervous, the revolver has six rounds, but my big pistol has seven—there's always something more to be a big guy, isn't it?"