"A different life?"

"Yes!"

Fenpida nodded vigorously and said with a sincere face, "It's not for you to go to the battlefield to kill, but this is more challenging than killing on the battlefield, and it allows you to conquer all of Azeroth!"

Conquer Azeroth?

Samuro was slightly moved, since the moment he took up his arms, wasn't it just to conquer the enemy? If what Fenpida said was true, the conquest of Azeroth made him yearn even more.

"What exactly are you talking about?" asked Samuro.

"Don't ask what it is, Samuro, do you have a heart?" Fenbida stared at the somewhat old orc in front of him, wanting to see his expression at the moment.

"Your words really touched me a little!"

"Good!"

Fenpida smiled at this time, "Actually, do you think your voice is very unique?

Sound?

Samuro was stunned, he had never paid attention to his situation, and then tried to speak for a while, but he didn't feel anything, and felt that his voice was very ordinary.

"No!" Samuro shook his head.

"That's because you hear your own voice a lot, so you don't feel anything. "When I first heard your voice, I was completely blown away..."

"Wait a minute!"

Samuro noticed something was wrong, "The first time you heard my voice, how did you know about me before that?"

Belch!

Intelligence is a bit high!

Fenbida was stunned, thought for a moment and then said, "This... I received a prompting from the gods to come to Orgrimmar to find Samuro... The gods say you're the best in Azeroth!"

Anything that is difficult to explain, as long as it is pushed to the gods, becomes very easy to explain and more convincing. Especially in the particular world of Azeroth, almost everyone believes in this absurdity.

"Gods!"

Samuro was stunned, completely unaware that he had been approved by the gods.

"Come with me to Booty Bay, Samuro!" Fimpida was convinced when he saw Samuro, and immediately hit the railroad while it was hot, "I will organize a band, and I will control the lyrics and composition by myself, and I will make your band the best band in Azeroth!"

"You will conquer all the people of Azeroth with your voice, they will be excited for you, they will scream for you!"

"Trust me Samuro, I can do it all!

Every word of Fenpida was pronounced very clearly, which made Samuro listen to it with some enthusiasm, although it was not as exciting as killing people on the battlefield, but this kind of thing that all Azeroth admired, Samuro still liked very much.

"Yes! I agree to your request!"

Samuro nodded.

It's done?

Fenbida looked at Samuro in surprise, and seeing that he didn't lie, he immediately shook his hand, "Thank you for joining our team!"

"I hope you keep your word!" Samuro said.

"Don't worry!"

"All the plans have been prepared!" said Fenbida with a smile, "Samuro, don't publicize this matter for the time being, at least don't mention it to anyone in Orgrimmar for now!"

"Why? Is it so hard to talk about?" said Samuro, puzzled.

Have a bone in one's throat?

It's not just as simple as saying it... If Thrall and the others knew that they had fooled them again, they would probably be dead on the streets of Orgrimmar.

"This... It's classified, and we're going to make sure your band shows up in the most powerful way possible...", Fenpida snorted, "That's it anyway... Whenever someone asks about you, you just say, 'No comment'!"

"Good!"

"When are we leaving?" asked Samuro.

"Tomorrow in the middle of the night!" said Fenpida with a serious face, "In the middle of the night, we will take the goblin airship to Camp Gromgo, and then take the bipedal wyvern from Camp Gromgao and fly directly to Treasure Bay!"

Midnight?

Samuro was amazed, why couldn't he leave Orgrimmar in the open, but secretly left in the middle of the night?

"It's... May I ask why?" asked Samuro, a slightly furrowed brow, with a puzzled expression.

it!

How so many why?

Are I going to give you a copy of "100,000 Whys"?

Fenbida was about to be driven crazy by Samuro's various reasons, but he was forced to ask others, so he had to patiently explain that if he were a person who didn't know each other and didn't have any force, he would have used the 'unicorn arm' to throw the other party a few big mouths.

"You don't understand... We're doing this to keep the mystery alive...," Fenpida laughed hurriedly, "and I'll tell you something... You think, you mysteriously disappeared in Orgrimmar, and when everyone was wondering, you suddenly appeared! and conquered them with a powerful song... Did you feel refreshed?"

Fenpida's idea of painting bread to satisfy hunger and battle was very effective, and Samuro was fascinated by this fictional picture.

"Well... Everything is up to you!"

...

Night.

Sal really held a banquet for Fenpida, the scale of which was about the same as last time, and at first Sal was very reluctant to hold a banquet for Fenpida, but under Woking's persuasion, it still went on as usual.

In Woking's words, Fenbida's personal report on Samuro will help to improve the overall image of the tribe, and the former image of evil, violent, and bloodthirsty will become hot-blooded, loyal, and unyielding.

Sal thought that was indeed the case... That's why we had a barbecue banquet in the evening.

"Fenpida... When will your Fenpida World War Report be published, Samuro's personal feature?" Sal asked, looking at Fenpida.

"Hmm... Well... Great Chief, you can be as long as you want!" Fenbida smiled slightly, "Now I serve the tribe!"

Serving the tribe?

Sal had 10,000 reasons not to believe Fimpida's words, first of all, his appearance was no longer convincing Sal, not because he was human, but because Fimpida's shameless smile.

"As soon as possible... I don't embarrass you. Sal asked.

"I have to listen to the words of the Great Chief!" Fenbida held up the ale in his hand, "I will work hard for the future of the tribe!"

With a sip, Fenpida put down the ale in his hand and said, "Great Chief... In the future, if something happens, don't take it to heart, I'm all for the tribe!"

Hearing that Fenpida seemed to have something to say, Saldi had a hunch that Fenpida was about to wreak havoc again, and asked in surprise, "What's the matter?" Are you going to do something again?"

"No, no, no!"

"Look... You've misunderstood again—" said Fenbida with a helpless expression, "am I that kind of person? You see that Kane, the Minotaur Chieftain, was able to develop their herbalism not long ago because of my help..."

"Anyway, big chief, you just need to remember one thing, everything I do is for everyone's good!"

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