Chapter 11: Nighttime Dreams
It was already evening when I saw the figure again, and after a big circle in the twilight forest, and being chased by the undead and werewolves, the three of them were all embarrassed, and carefully hid in the bushes to look at the group of people who were walking not far away.
They carried lamps and torches, carried muskets on their backs, and assorted weapons pinned to their waists, and looked chaotic but very lean.
"It's Night's Watch patrol in Nightshade." Martha retracted her binoculars and nodded at the two of them, making some noise to alert the Night's Watch team before slowly walking out with her hands raised, one of which held the official Stormwind identification.
"Don't do it, we're human, directly under the Stormwind military, here is our identification." One of the Night's Watch vigilantly used his musket to close the document in Martha's hand and handed it to the leader of the Night's Watch, who did not take it, but looked at it by the light, and touched the seal of Stormwind with the badge in his hand.
Three figures appeared, and the names and appearances of Actos, Sorena, and Martha were projected onto the Stormwind City emblem, surrounded by green lights.
This is the identification method used by the Stormwind military, and it is used by most official-backed sentry posts except in a few important places, which is simple and not easy to fake.
"Okay, my own people, relax, but stay vigilant." The leader of the Night's Watch waved his hand, probably fearing that the three of them would misunderstand, and added, "This place is full of damn bones and werewolves, and it is necessary to be vigilant at all times. ”
Nodding their heads, the three of them followed the patrol, and they walked beside the captain, and although they proved their identities, the night watchmen still maintained some reasonable suspicion of the embarrassed trio, after all, anything could happen, especially in this dangerous forest.
The night watchmen didn't patrol the forest too much, but cleaned up the lone monsters near the main road, and they didn't have the ability to completely sweep away the monsters in the twilight forest. The main task of the night watchman is to ensure that the main road is not so dangerous, and the monsters that occasionally attack the passing caravans are mostly alone, and they are not much of a threat to those caravans with adventurers and mercenaries.
The choice of paths in the Twilight Forest is not arbitrarily planned, but rather travels back and forth between groups of monsters, which are often the junctions of monster territory, often with gaps of hundreds of meters. After countless battles for turf, these monsters have consciously carved out the boundaries of their own race, and these gaps are the lines of defense that keep them from going to war at will. And the people who live here gradually discover this situation, and finally form the unique traffic environment of the Twilight Forest.
Of course, there are often some monsters who do not follow this rule, and most of them are expelled or wandering too far away, and there are not many of them, so the night watchman appears, changing shifts every day to patrol the roads to ensure that the twilight forest is not isolated from the human world by monsters.
Karazan in the eastern part of the Twilight Forest is already in ruins, but many adventurers will risk their lives to explore, hoping for luck to get some leftover things, such as spell books or some equipment and treasures, but often swallowed by some terrifying and unknown things, every year countless adventurers never return, but there are also a very small number of adventurers who return with wealth, and bring bizarre stories encountered in the adventure, their deeds attract more adventurers, and let more people die here.
To the northeast is Redridge Mountain, which is barren but has been developed by Stormwind and the merchants since the Blackstone Mountain and the Molten Heart were breached, Lakeside has gathered a large labor force, and volcanic ash has brought fertile land to the Burning Plains and Redridge Mountain. According to some of the peasants who visited, the soil was literally oily, and with the druids beginning their efforts to heal the destruction inflicted by the Fire King, everyone could see that a new granary for the Alliance was about to appear.
To the south of the Twilight Forest, the Treasure Bay of the Valley of Thorns attracts all those who want to make a fortune, this is a paradise of wealth, as long as you have money, ability, and ambition, then come to the right place. "There is nothing lacking here, only the hands that take the money and the bags that hold the money!" It was a drunken goblin shouting a phrase that was the consensus of everyone in Treasure Bay.
The nearest transportation hub connecting all this is the Twilight Forest, although for various reasons the Twilight Forest is still under the control of the monsters, dangerous and terrifying, but all this can not stop the enthusiasm of the people, everyone hurriedly passes by here, and after the supply of Night Town, they rush towards their destination, and they also block the fate of Night Town from being completely swallowed by this monster forest.
At this time, the three of them were standing in this even legendary town, and Aktos, who had thought it was just an ordinary town, was completely dumbfounded, several large convoys were lining up to leave this large town, and some merchants were setting up stalls in the town to sell their goods, buying rare things in the Twilight Forest and beyond, they were all smiles, obviously satisfied with their gains.
Teams of adventurers were arranging their gear and weapons, leading horses or goats, and Actos could even see Night Elves from Kalimdor playing with their Nightblade Panthers, goblins and humans playing Hearthstone, and dwarves sleeping on the ground with huge barrels.
"Is this really the town?" Arctos looked at the bustling scene in front of him, which was too far from the night town he remembered.
Patting Actos's arm, Martha said with a grin: "This is known as the largest home of adventurers in the Eastern Kingdom, almost all adventurers who leave from Stormwind City have to pass through here to reach the world, originally it was safer to go to Red Ridge Mountain from the Elwyn Forest, but due to the problem of water resources on the way, everyone prefers to take a detour from Night Town, and they can also buy all kinds of goods from Treasure Bay and Kalimdor here, Often, many caravans here say that their goods are exchanged for goods from far away and don't even move forward, and go directly back to Stormwind, and then Stormwind sells goods or ships to Kalimdor, saving a lot of freight, and it is safer if you don't need to walk so many miles in the wilderness. In addition, due to its geographical location and history, it became almost a dominion, and over time it became a new type of trading center. ”
Aktos nodded, thinking back to his memories of the World of Warcraft game, and suddenly understood that World of Warcraft was just a game, and everything had its own set game route. And the real world is often more exciting than the game, these people living in Azeroth are not those rigid NPCs, these natives are not stupid at all, they will also change for profit, find ways to survive, and fight for faith. The evolution of Nighttown from a dilapidated town to a barely salvage town to the trading center it is today is a testament to the gap between gaming and reality.
It seems that he still hasn't fully integrated into Azeroth. Actos thought to himself: This is an impact and a warning, you can't think that you can become a high prophet with game experience, compared to these people, you are not special or noble, you are just an ordinary visitor from another world, not much different from the Draenei and orcs, but your hometown is a little farther away.
Letting go of the last vestiges of arrogance in his heart, Actos stretched out his hands, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, turned his head to look at his two teammates who were staring at him strangely, and said with a grin, "I like Azeroth, a real Azeroth!" ”
Ignoring his teammates' neurotic eyes, Arctos dragged them into Nighttown.
And just as Actos and his teammates entered Night Town, two young figures were thrown into the open space in the middle of the cemetery in a quiet cemetery south of the town.
PS: Yesterday I went to Luoyang to take pictures, this chapter was rushed out at night, it was already early in the morning after I finished writing, I stretched my waist, I thought about the time when I first played World of Warcraft, that kind of shock, I was so excited to see those magnificent buildings, I was so excited that I couldn't help myself, I stayed in the city all day when I first entered Stormwind City, and for the first time I was fascinated by the scenery of a game. The town of Night shrouded in darkness is the place that impresses me the most, when I listen to the music, when I look at the forest that is dark in an instant and the town surrounded by the forest, the whole person is not good, so scary, I feel like something is about to come out again, even in the town, I am cautious, for fear of a monster running out of nowhere.
He was even startled by the werewolf and even threw the mouse, if he was in Azeroth, he was probably stupid enough to throw away the weapon, right? (Laughter)
Later, after a long time, Night Town is not as scary as it was at the beginning, but I have been wondering, if it were the real world, what would Night Town be like?
Probably because I like this place too much, so I can't help but think about it on the bright side, which leads everyone to see the thriving night town in this article, which is a dream of mine, but I guess I can't see it in the game. Well,There's a group here:Five、One、Nine,Six,Seven,Six,Five,Four,One,Everyone has nothing to do to talk about Warcraft or something.,You can also talk about photography with light composition and equipment to complain about some photos or something.,The administrator is a big Lori.。