Chapter 639: Disaster Relief in Action
Isn't anything happening to you guys in Karazhan?"
Headwind trails, looking at the bustling towns with people coming and going, Madean couldn't believe his eyes.
The area around the Karazhan Tower in this timeline, the ruins of the town that had been destroyed by its predetermined fate, leaving only countless ghosts and undead in its wake, are still bustling with people in this timeline.
Hearing this, Medivan glanced at the cheap son, "Is there anything wrong with your eyes? Looking at the natural environment along the upwind trail around you, do you think anything has happened?"
Well, the weather and light in the upwind trail area are still extremely gloomy, and it looks like it has been badly affected.
This is also where Mad'an was surprised, seeing the dark bird-like shape of the upwind trail, he knew that Karazhan in this timeline was also in trouble, but now the ruins of the towns around Karazhan have been rebuilt again, and there are still refugees who dare to come back?
"We have a secret weapon, you don't have and what can I say, we cherish our world more than your established timeline of destiny, and reconstruction and revival have always been a top priority. ”
Merry Winterwind, who was walking next to Medivan, smiled and led Madean into the halls of the Karazhan Tower.
"Wait, wait, who's the current Guardian? Is it my father or you? And the Guardian is still going on in your timeline?"
Madean was already a little confused, the gap between the two timelines was too huge, and many common sense things were completely subverted, which bothered him a lot.
"Tsk, as another of my sons, have you always been so impatient? It seems that the other me has not fulfilled my father's responsibilities and waited for lunch, we will explain to you slowly, Moros! Moros, where have you gone, open the meal!"
Hearing the call of his master, Moros, the butler who had become an undead, immediately appeared beside Medivan, and the thief's technique slipped away.
Although he became an undead, the aristocratic butler still did not lose his demeanor, wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves, and bowed to Medivan standardly.
He is also a free undead who is still retained by the Stormwind Kingdom as a noble class, except for Merry, which is extremely rare within the Alliance.
"Ah, lunch, yes, I've already ordered the kitchen, here, please. ”
"That's right, let's eat first, the situation on our side is too different from your established destiny timeline, and I will tell you slowly. ”
Merry looked at Madean, who was obviously a little nervous in the face of the undead butler Moros and the ghost servants around him, and shook his head and said.
Judging by the young man's expression, it seemed that in their timeline, the Karazan Tower had become an extremely dangerous place.
Well, Madean now feels like this timeline is really crazy.
He found himself like a mentally handicapped idiot who didn't know anything, sitting dumbfounded in the clean and tidy Karazhan ballroom, mechanically stuffing something into his mouth with a knife and fork.
Whenever the butler Moros came to his side and put down a new round of the main meal, Madean was involuntarily nervous.
He's not going to suddenly disappear and give himself a set of backstabs, right?
"Tut-tut, this timeline fusion can be regarded as harming the whole world, they are all busy fighting the flood and disaster relief, that group of orc farmers are really unlucky, and the wild boars have been washed away. ”
Mediven sat next to Mai Dean, glass of wine, staring at the goblin TV hanging on the wall of the hall, which was now broadcasting the news in real time, full of the disaster and the relief actions of the people everywhere, and the pain and wail of the old tribal chief Durotan lingered for a long time.
"The brief pain has brought rich rewards, and it is tentatively estimated that the size of the planet Azeroth has at least doubled. ”
Merry routinely checked the stability of the various spaces in the Karazan Tower, and then walked into the banquet hall and watched the live broadcast on TV.
"The stars think they only deserve to eat! Yes, that's what I'm going to say! Now it's not just the major cities of our Night Empire that are in a mess, but the major cities around the world are all in chaos, and we don't have the slightest sense of planning on that set fateful timeline!"
On TV, Aitaeus, who is being interviewed by the media, excitedly expresses his opinion, and by the way, conveys what the stars think about the matter.
Of course, the stars usually don't have much to say.
The views of Aitaeus and the stars are supported by the goblins, who have also suffered a lot in this timeline fusion, oh, I'm talking about the financial aspect.
The suspension of maritime trade business, insurance compensation, and the failure of the map due to the expansion of the area of the region, which in turn led to the failure of the map of the distribution of mineral resources in various places, in a word, the assets of the major goblin chaebols have shrunk significantly, and if there was such a thing as a stock in the world of Azeroth, the stock price of the Goblin Group would have fallen to the bottom and then locked up.
Especially venture capital companies, which have a relatively thin foundation, this group of goblins is crying at the moment, and they are about to apply for bankruptcy protection.
The reporters were clearly unwilling to listen to the goblins' complaints, so they immediately changed the direction of the interview.
"According to the latest news so far, Deathwing of the established fateful timeline is heading to the Northland Northrend continent, and the Brick family estimates that his ultimate goal is the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, and we are fortunate to have captured the Titan God Sarodar alive, Lord God!
Boss Hu, who was busy rebuilding the Great Wall of Night in the Ishara area, was forcibly pulled in front of the camera, looking impatient.
"Oh, I said you reporters are not annoying! Don't you see that I'm busy! I'm finally doing a serious job, and I'm always interrupted by you! Oh, I don't have an opinion, I don't have an opinion, Deathwing, he likes to go wherever he wants! Oh yes, everyone remember to be vigilant at all times, the people's war cannot be relaxed, once you find illegal immigrants on the timeline of the established fate, please report it immediately to the nearest Holy Religious Army stronghold or local magistrate, so that those lawless elements can feel what is called the vast sea of the people's war. ”
"Don't go, Lord Divine Venerable, we still have questions. ”
"Oh, who's that, yes, Aisara, you can answer the rest of the question for me, and introduce you to the light of our elves, look at the girl, I'm leaving. ”
Boss Hu pulled Aishara over, and the latter immediately showed a soft "kind" smile, which was called a cordial.
Like a duck listening to thunder, Mai Dean stared at the TV and stared at the dog.
This timeline seems to be terrifying, can you really continue to live here?