Chapter 101: The City of Hope and What Reality Is

Boss Hu has been in Stormwind City for a while, and he has found that this largest city in the southern continent has its unique charm, as well as the familiarity brought by human society.

The long, long bells of Stormwind Cathedral are slowly ringing in the early morning, the sea breeze from the harbor fills the fresh air with a hint of saltiness, and the people of the city begin their day again.

The griffon cavalry in charge of the city's defenses took off in formation, patrolling the massive city high in the air, dragging a long banner of the Stormwind Kingdom behind them, like a blue ribbon floating in the air.

The city guards began to change shifts, and these soldiers in blue and white armor had a wide range of duties, such as policing in peacetime, supervising the city's appearance, and transforming into a regular army to defend the city in wartime.

Oh, and they have to work part-time as city guides, providing directions to newcomers to Stormwind, and helping grandma cross the street from time to time.

So, these days, soldiers have to be diversified and all-round development, what reason do you have not to work hard... Ahem.

In the port terminal area, a large number of coolies, dressed in plain linen shorts and vests, gathered in twos and threes, waiting for the ships to dock, and then providing loading and unloading services.

There are also many children mixed in with the coolies, and although they are not able to do the hard work, they have their own unique livelihood.

Help with luggage, part-time tour guide, information on city trails, and even stealing.

They are all children of the ordinary class in the city, and they also have to contribute to their respective families.

Many itinerant vendors have been waiting on the pier early, and a small market has been formed to sell all kinds of breakfast and drinks.

For a few copper coins, coolies can buy a simple, crude but filling meal.

Some are fried sea fish that are not very fresh, and some are pig and whistle inn discarded overnight wolf steak and roasted wild boar legs, the variety is extremely varied and varied, depending on what the vendors have gotten.

Naturally, the foremen had more money in their hands, so they were always separated from the coolie group and gathered in twos and threes on the other side of the docks.

The food sold by the vendors here is much higher than that of the coolies.

The vendors bought overnight food from the most luxurious gold-plated rose inn in Stormwind every day, perhaps tender steaks, maybe okra mixed with pork, and a glass of leftover good ale, which the foremen ate with relish.

When the sun is fully up, the priests of Stormwind Cathedral begin their early morning singing session, and hundreds of priests sing in unison throughout the church district.

The more religious aristocrats waited in the square in front of the church in their carriages early, whispering to their acquaintances about the previous night's banquet or an interesting incident in a certain family.

Naturally, the young nobles did not want to come to the church every day to suffer, and they preferred to ride tall horses and go out of the city with a large group of guards.

The vast Elwyn Forest, though many places lurk deadly dangers, are at least safe in the vicinity of Stormwind and other towns, and the Der Spiegel Orchards or Shining Gold are their favorite places to go.

Because successive kings of the Storm Kingdom are more virtuous, these noble children do not dare to do anything like bullying the good people, or robbing the people's daughters.

Moreover, the children of the aristocracy also looked down on the arrogant and rude mentally retarded behavior, and their quality was countless times higher than that of the common class, after all, human society practiced the education of the elite of the minority.

When facing civilians, they are all polite, smiling, and will even take the initiative to give way to you, or give alms to beggars.

Of course, when you turn around, you may be a different face, and there will be no shortage of oppression and squeezing in labor.

In fact, the human aristocracy of the world of Azeroth pursued nothing more than gold coins that would not change for thousands of years, and that was to become professionals.

Those gifted nobles tend to spend a lot of money to learn various combat techniques and skills, while the more rare nobles, who find themselves gifted with the ability to sense the energy of magical elements, have a wider path, and the path of magic is the path of burning money.

This world is very realistic, there is no so-called civilian counterattack, and the poor boy has become a strong man.

If you want to become a powerful warrior or mage, you can't hide in a quiet place and practice hard with a magic book or battle manual, you need to spend a lot of gold to hire a teacher and buy various armor or magic materials.

All in all, only by constantly burning money can we continue to be strong.

As for what a poor boy civilian encounters a white-bearded old man mysterious and strong, without saying a word, he will force you to give you a peerless cheats, crying and shouting and begging you to practice, what materials and what assistance are not needed at all, just relying on their own talent and potential to become a generation of strong people.

Well, of course, you just need to go to one of the grocery stores on the side of the road and buy a folk novel.

Of course, there are no examples of success, and the former Guardian Egwene is the only one.

A peerless genius like Egwene, who was born as a commoner but the great kingdoms rushed to help her pay for her, she finally defeated many candidates and successfully won the honor of the new Guardian through hard work and ruthless scheming.

This is the only one, and there is no special example of a latecomer, after all, there will never be a product of a special era like the Guardian of Tirisfa.

So the rest of the people still honestly accept the reality, if a civilian finds that he has talent and potential, then he has two options: the first is to go to Stormstorm Fortress, apply for royal grants, and after passing, he will get a basic monthly spend.

And if you want to have a better quality of life, then go to the bounty task to earn gold coins, and if you are timid, go to help the tutor or the academy.

After completing the apprenticeship, he becomes a junior warrior or a junior mage, and then he will serve the Stormwind Kingdom for ten years, the warrior goes to the army, and the mage comes to the court.

The second way is to seek the support of the nobles, who are often much more generous, but correspondingly, they demand a greater return.

It may be to be a personal bodyguard for most of his life, or it may be an adventurer under the command of a nobleman.

Of course, if you have the potential to be a pastor of Light, then congratulations, you will be among the most relaxed groups.

The Basilica of Light in Stormwind will reimburse you for all your expenses, guide you through your studies for free, and become the official pastor of the church after completing your studies, and be respected by everyone.

The human civilization in the world of Azeroth is almost at the level of the Middle Ages and above, but with the existence of magic and martial arts, although there have been many changes, but in general, the quality of life of the people and the channels for rising are not much different from those of the Middle Ages on Earth.

Everyone needs to run desperately to make ends meet, otherwise they will soon fall into the stream of insecure beggars who die and no one cares.