Now, the two troll berserkers, Delin Han, have figured out: these are the two unlucky children, and their only wish now is to return to Azeroth, to the battlefield of the undead, for the same reason - the tribe needs them!

There's a good saying - orcs are never slaves!

It can be seen from this that these two trolls who immediately put aside their orc identities after learning about Lin Han's identity as an executive officer are very eager to return home, which is also good news for Lin Han, after all, if these two troll berserkers don't cooperate, they really can't do their work.

However, the problem soon appeared, that is, Lin Han is now only in the name of an executive officer, and he has not officially reported to the unit, so it can be said that he is not even a temporary worker, and he is blind to all kinds of props required for repatriation and various procedures to go.

In desperation, Lin Han could only take Lan Qi and Mo Lang with him first, and as for the repatriation matter, he could only wait for the day when he received the report notice from the dimensional management center before discussing.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and wisps of soft moonlight sprinkle down, covering this quiet southern city with a layer of silver firs.

There is a writer of novels in another dimension (zuo, the first tone) (translated as a very good person to die) once said: There are only two kinds of people who are still wandering the streets at midnight - the thief who picks the lock at the door and the programmer ape who forcibly works overtime without typing out the code......

However, at this moment, under this bright moon, there are four guys, who have nothing to do with the above two professions, but are still inking on the streets.

"You two are really, why do you choose such a place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't."

After walking for a while, Lin Han had already raised the black line in his head.

Just now, the GPS of the "Second Goods Can Be Used" brand built into his skull reminded him: "You can walk for another hour and 35 minutes to get home!" ”

"They can't afford to rent a house, can they?"

Alice glanced at Lan Qi and Mo Lang, who were still fighting with her not long ago, but had turned into followers at this moment, and spread her hands, saying that these two people have to help out of their own pockets for dinner, and you still expect them to live in the city center?

"You too, can't you use moonlight magic to teleport us back? Even if you can't teleport, you can use a magic carpet and magic wings or something. ”

I have to say that Lin Han also worked hard to get home.

"Don't think about teleportation, do you think that teleportation in reality is the same as the data side? In the wild shop merchant, you can buy a [Return to the City Scroll] for 100 oceans and open it like you are running around the world? I'm telling you, if you really get a teleportation array, you can sell the villa and it will be just enough for the material cost. ”

Alice rolled her eyes and began to correct Lin Han's erroneous view of the other world.

"As for flying magic, you can have it, but you'll have to be prepared to have the water meter checked by the three gangs tomorrow morning."

"Huh? Three gangs? Which three groups? ”

"The traffic police, the space agency, and the Chinese Academy of Sciences." Alice said seriously, "When the time comes, I don't care if you are dragged away by a note on your head, remembering 250 points or something." ”

As soon as Lin Han heard this, cold sweat broke out instantly, but then he thought of the special villa area, and couldn't help muttering again.

"Isn't there Irina in the villa?"

"You think Irina is an invincible shield? You know what a fantasy is, don't you? It's a confusing thing, but now that technology is so advanced, people use two satellite rays to freeze you on a three-dimensional axis every minute. ”

Lin Han: "......"

"Well, let's just hang out."

It was already the second half of the night when he returned to the villa, and after taking a shower, Lin Han cleaned up a bedroom that no one lived in before, and lay down on the bed and didn't want to move anymore.

Villas, elves, gods, orcs, dimensional management centers, these bizarre experiences seem so unreal, Lin Han even suspects that when he wakes up tomorrow morning, these will become yesterday's dreams.

But no matter what, at this moment, the law can't stop him from sleeping.

"Hey, I still haven't eaten instant noodles in the end......"

Lin Han held his lower abdomen, which had already been filled by decomposed glycogen, and curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, well, in fact, it was already noon when Lin Han got up. (You see how realistic the author is)

If it weren't for the bladder king calling the police, it is estimated that a certain cold would be able to sleep until the square dance aunt starts dancing.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, shaking his spirit and obviously a little sluggish, Lin Han walked all the way from his bedroom to the bathroom on the first floor in a daze, the process was short and urgent, but Lin Han still felt that something seemed wrong.

With doubts in his heart, Lin Han lifted his pants, washed his hands and opened the bathroom door.

Then he looked at the swords and swords flying around in the living room and the night elf who was crying pear blossoms and rain, and silently closed the door again.

"It must be me who opened it the wrong way."

After reciting the "Great Compassion Mantra" three times in his heart and doing a complete set of eye exercises, Lin Han opened the bathroom door again.

Then he couldn't calm down.

The two troll warriors were like two acrobats at this moment, throwing a whole set of "eighteen weapons" over and over......

What kind of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks seem to have a pair of wings at this time, flying and dancing in the air, at first glance it is really ornamental, but the question is: this Nima is a real guy!

You know, even a troll berserker doesn't have three heads and six arms, and these two guys can hold four weapons in their hands combined, in other words, there are fourteen real knives and real guns flying in the air, and if one of them goes off, it's really not a joke.

Lin Han remembered that he had just walked over in a daze from a pile of swords and sword shadows, and cold sweat instantly broke out from the back of his head to his heels.

Since ancient times, there have been those who have been killed by random arrows, some have been poked to death by random guns, some have been beaten to death by random sticks, and some have even been hacked to death by random knives, but if you can be stoned to death by random soldiers, it is estimated that you are the only one in the world.

"What are you two doing?"

Lin Han is also the owner of this villa now, and it is inevitable that he will have to take care of these two goods when he sees them dancing with knives and guns in his house.

"¥#@&* (Azeroth)"

Lin Han is really a big one, and he has no choice but to cast a look for help from Alice, who is holding a box of toilet paper, wiping tears while translating to Lin Han with a crying voice.

"Woo woo, they said they were exercising, woo woo~~"

Lin Han was speechless, this way of exercising is really unusual, fortunately, there are no old people in the villa, and there is no reason to scare a heart attack when the time comes.

"You two will practice outside in the future, just your strength, don't accidentally tear down my house again......"

After listening to Lin Han's words, the two troll brothers immediately put away the "exercise equipment" and scratched their heads with an apologetic expression.

After educating the orcs, Lin Han silently came to Alice again, looking at the messy tissue wreckage around him, if it was a man in front of him, Lin Han would have been brought to justice for the crime of "massacre of hundreds of millions of descendants".

"What's wrong with you?"

In the face of Lin Han's question, Alice just sniffled vigorously, and her red eyes never left the TV for a moment.

"Ziwei is so pitiful, woo woo woo ......"