Chapter 11: Strong
When the first day of sales was completed in just a few minutes, the discussion about "Let Go of the Succubus" never stopped, and it continued to rise.
Orgrimmar, the main city of the orcs of the tribe, where countless greenskinned orcs and trolls from the Darkspear clan live, originally they lived a very monotonous and boring life, and the long-term war with the alliance and their own clan did not have any entertainment, so they lived in training and death all day long.
However, at some point in the morning, I don't know who took a book of novels from his package and set fire to this group of monotonous orcs and trolls.
"Lend me a look! Lend me a look!"
"Wait a minute, wait until I'm done, it's so beautiful!"
"Hurry up! I can't wait!"
"Reckless orcs, you have to learn to be patient!"
"Don't talk nonsense with me, you troll, read it quickly!"
Every corner of Orgrimmar was filled with a large number of people, and due to the extremely small number found on the first day, there was a scene of one person reading a book, a party of 100 people, and even a group brawl, and the loot was just to be able to watch the first book of "Let Go of the Succubus".
Not only that, but there are even pages of "Let Go of the Succubus" in the auction house, each with an auction amount of up to 10 gold coins, even if it is such a pit man, there are still people who have come to buy it, and there is a big family who has used the method of buying pages in the auction house to successfully collect all the contents of the first volume.
"It's so fascinating!"
"My favorite succubus in there is called 'Anna', it's so cute!"
"Bastard! You're an orc! You can't have that mentality!"
"Although I am a battle-hardened orc warrior, I also have the action of a girl!"
"Could it be... Are you a traitor hiding in the orc clan, giving up blood and glory?"
"Hehe... I can't hide anymore! I've decided to announce that I'm coming out!"
A small volume that has driven countless Orgrimmar orcs and trolls crazy, and even some of those who have gone crazy have hallucinated that they are the cute succubi in the book.
This is true not only of the Tribal Orgrimmar, but also of Undercity and Thunder Bluff.
In the Undercity, the first to indulge in this were the members of the Royal Apothecary Society, a group of undead who were full of vicious thoughts and evil methods, and managed to get ten copies in a limited number of albums, and the rest were all the same retention rate as Orgrimmar, maintaining a 0.01%-0.015% retention rate.
"Oh, dear Casa, it's almost time for you to give up, because you've read it all. ”
"No, please give me another five minutes!"
"Why?"
"Because, I want to have such a good time alone again, it reminds me of the good time when I didn't die. ”
"Well..."
The Undead, the least popular race in Azeroth, have been misunderstood by many, both as members of the Alliance and from other races of the same tribe.
As Sylvanas, the Queen of Darkness, said, we are the Forsaken, and anyone who dares to stand in our way will die! Because of this character, in the eyes of the undead, only living creatures are interesting, and only living creatures can prevent them from taking revenge and thus killing them all.
Right now... A magical novel has appeared, and this group of undead spirits full of hatred and pain discover that there is such a beautiful thing in Azeroth besides revenge!
Words can still be like this...
Thunder Bluff.
Stormwind.
Ironforge Castle.
Darnassus.
In the remaining cities, everyone is addicted to the story content of the first book of "Let Go of the Succubus", full of wise protagonists, the mature, charming, kind and innocent succubus, everything is so attractive!
It turns out that the succubus... Can it be so cute?!
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The next day, thanks to the efforts of the printing and binding department on Darkmoon Island, more than 200,000 copies of the novel were successfully printed, and all of them were delivered to the branches of the Darkmoon Circus and all retail outlets in the main city by daybreak.
When the first rays of sunlight hit this continent, all those who didn't buy the first book yesterday started queuing early, wanting to buy the entity of this novel as soon as possible.
"Haven't you already read it, and why do you want to come?"
"Huh? I... Well, I can't buy a collection!"
"Yes!"
"I remember, haven't you seen it too?!"
“... My reasons are the same as yours. ”
"Oh... Then let's send a team together..."
In the Darkmoon Circus of the tribal branch, Hellas was standing on the side at this time, looking at the long dragon team about several kilometers long, Hellas couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"It's so hot, this scene is so hot!"
Silas thought of the first time he had shown the Darkmoon Circus in front of the people of Azeroth, and the scene was horrific to describe, with very few people, and with the addition of free admission...
No contrast, no harm!
Hellas sighed, if this Fenpida is the one who changes the world, I really look forward to what he can go and what he can make the world change.
"Commander... Where did you find the monster? It's the first time we've ever experienced such a scene!" said the head of the tribal branch, Luo Hoof Bullhead.
"A chance encounter..."Hellas said slowly, "It seems that it won't be long before the Darkmoon Circus can't accommodate him, our pattern is too small, and his stage must be a vast starry sky, but... I'll go back to Darkmoon Island first. ”
Within twenty minutes of Silas' departure, the first volume of "Let Go of the Succubus" at the Darkmoon Circus in the southwest of Thunder Cliff was sold out again, but the number of people who came to buy it continued to increase.
This was the case throughout Azeroth, where many people began to complain because they didn't get the first volume.
"What's the matter, why is it gone? Can you print a little more in the Darkmoon Circus?"
"Yes, I didn't buy it yesterday, I didn't buy it today, what is the situation?
"Yes, give me an explanation!"
"Give an explanation! Give an explanation!"
The Darkmoon Circus and the sales points in the main cities of the two camps were surrounded by readers from all races, especially the Orcs of Orgrimmar and the drunken dwarves of Ironforge, who were about to beat up the salespeople from the Darkmoon Circus.
"Oh my God, what are we going to do? They look scary!" said a female minotaur who sells novels in Orgrimmar to another member of the staff from the Darkmoon Circus next to her, in horror.
“... Damn it, this damn novel is going to be so popular!" The male troll said with a distressed expression, "Let's stabilize their emotions first..."
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On Darkmoon Island, Hellas was once again shocked by the timing of the sale!
"Out of stock again?!"
Hellas never imagined that he had only been away for about twenty minutes when he received letters from their respective sales outlets, all of which recounted one thing.
'Captain, it's all sold out, and now the crowd is chaotic, and there may be a mass incident!'
Hellas was depressed and happy for a while, with the previous thoughts, with the population of Azeroth, the number of copies issued every day is 200,000, and there is basically no problem with selling out, but the time may be a little more, conservatively estimated in about a morning, but Hellas still underestimated the residents of Azeroth who have fallen into the devil.
At this time, just when Hellas was in pain and happy, Fenbida came to Hellas's room leisurely, pushed open the door and said with a smile, "Leader, how is the sales?
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