At the end of the dinner, Sal had Fireblade take the Fenpida to the best inn in Orgrimmar. On the way, Fireblade couldn't stop complimenting Fenpida.

"Master Fenpida, I didn't expect your strength to be comparable to that of Lord Sarufar!" Fireblade continued, "Master Fenpida, I actually invited you here this time because I wanted you to give a lesson to the warlocks of Orgrimmar. ”

Class?

Fenbida looked at the Fire Blade with a confused expression, "What class?"

"To explain the basic concept of a warlock, since your Let Go of the Succubus gave warlocks a status, now all the warlocks of Orgrimmar regard this book as a must-read for warlocks. Fireblade said.

"So, there are a lot of questions in it, and I want you to answer them. ”

I see.

Fenbida nodded helplessly, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and now I am like this, lecturing?

"This is the best inn in Orgrimmar, and Grand Chief Sal has booked you a stateroom for you. Fireblade accompanied Fenpida into the inn.

This inn was run by a female orc, and when she saw Fenbida coming, she looked at him with a look of fascination, took out a copy of "Black Dragon Wings" from the cabinet, and then took out a quill, and pleaded to Fenbida, "Master Fenbida, I... I'm your reader, can you sign me for a name!"

"No problem!"

"Two copies... My daughter wants a copy too!"

"Sign a few copies!" Fenpida has never resisted his readers, and happily took the quill and signed his name on these two copies of "Wings of the Black Dragon".

Then the orc accompanied Fenbida to the room, and when he entered the room, Fenbida saw a huge bear skin, which was spread on a wooden bed, and the wild style showed the nature of the orc.

Having no concern for food and lodging, he soon took a shower and entered the rather wild bed, constantly thinking about giving lessons to the Warlocks of Orgrimmar.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Fenpida held his head and thought for a long time, but he never thought of a way.

"Class... Class, yes!Let's do it!" Fenpida suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Fenpida plans to use his clever tongue to carry out fancy tricks, how tall he is, and try to choose some things that this group of orcs can't understand to explain, so as to not only show his own compulsion, but also obey this group of orc warlocks.

"I have to come up and talk about it directly, and I'm going to confuse this group of people!" said Fenpida with a strange smile.

This tactic is the tactic used by the landlord to fight before Fenbida has not crossed, infinitely doubling the landlord, and then, coming up directly is the king bombing, blowing up the other two to doubt life, and winning in a trance, this tactic of fighting the landlord was finally carried forward by Fenbida.

"Ding, there's new news in your writer system!"

Just as Fenpida was thinking about the lecture, a voice came out of his head, almost scaring him to the ground.

"Damn it, it's always a sudden hand for me, and sooner or later I'm going to be incontinent by this system!" said Fenpida with a melancholy expression.

Click on the card universal writer system, and a virtual box of [instant information (+1)] pops up, and then clicks on this option, and a large paragraph of text appears in it.

"Congratulations, you've received a 500-point Niang Coins reward for nine glasses of wine, and thanks to the recommended votes of many readers such as the Forester, Demon Soul Venerable, Mortal Dust Mustard, whb217whb, Starry Night Space, and many others, you have earned a total of 557 reputation points, and your current reputation is 707 points. ”

it!

This second-hand author can, there are so many good brothers and sisters who support it, and there are 300 prestige points, so you can be lucky to draw a lottery!

Fenbida clicked on his [Writer's Info] to see what his current stats were.

【Writer's Information】

Name: Fenpida

Writer Grade: LV1

Experience: 0/50000

Prestige: 707

There has been an earth-shattering change in the values, which would have been unimaginable before, and the most important thing is that as long as you have 300 more reputation points, you can go to the [Lucky Draw] place and draw prizes.

"Oops, I'll go!"

"LV2 level actually requires 50,000 experience points, is this the rhythm that is going to force me to death?" Fenpida saw that the experience had actually increased fivefold, and suddenly, he felt that the world was working against him.

"I still don't look at it, it's too self-respecting. "Fenpida shut down his system of universal writers, and in the blink of an eye, he fell asleep.

...

The next day, in the early morning.

In a trance, Fenbida woke up from his sleep, put on his clothes and trousers, washed up briefly, and went out to forage for food.

"Master Fenpida... Please don't go out now, it's full of female members of Orgrimmar outside, and the hotel is already surrounded by people, and the scene is almost out of control!"

As soon as Fenpida opened the door of his room, he saw the orc proprietress of the inn running over with a anxious face, and said to herself in great horror.

"Ahh

Fenpida hurried back to her room, and through the window she saw all orcs, minotaurs, trolls, and even a few undead women below.

At this moment, the female tribesmen outside the inn, some of whom were sharp-eyed, saw Fenpida standing by the window peeking out, and shouted in surprise, "It's Master Fenpida, he is in this inn, and he is secretly watching us now!"

"Ahh

"Hurry up and rush in, we want to see Master Fenpida!"

"Yes, sisters together!"

"I'm going to give the Fenpida Master Monkey!"

In an instant, the crowd below began to boil, and the sound was higher and higher!

Oops, not good, found out!

Fenbida hurriedly retreated from the window, helpless at the group of female tribesmen below who were almost crazy.

The women of the Azeroth tribe are as star-chasing as a group of people on Earth...

"Hostess, this... This.... Does your inn have a back door?" Fenbida looked helplessly at the orc hostess.

"Follow me!"

She followed the orc proprietress to a small door, and without saying a word, left the inn, wandering cautiously around Orgrimmar, but never escaping the eyes of the female tribesmen.

"It's Master Fenpida, he's out of the inn now!"

"Oh my God, hurry up and chase it!"

"Master Fenpida, don't run away!"

"Hurry up!"

Fenbida heard a terrifying voice coming from behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a large group of female tribesmen rushing towards him, a dark place, with almost no end in sight.

"I'll go, run!"

......