"Sir, do you want to apply for a certificate or get a certificate?"

"Get the certificate!"

"What certificate? And the name. ”

"ID card, dragon slaying. ”

"Okay, please wait a minute. ”

"Hmm. ”

The pig man waiter said politely to the dragon.

She didn't know the identity of the dragon slayer, and she didn't know all of the many high-ranking people of the [Snow Rat] tribe.

I was very serious about finding many good ID cards in the drawer.

After a long time, he took out a hard card and handed it to the waiting Dragon Slayer: "Mr. Dragon Slayer, please confirm whether the information is correct, if you have any questions, I will answer them in time." ”

"Okay. ”

Taking the smooth and hard card, Dragon Slayer saw his own message on it.

Name: Dragon Slayer

Gender: Male

Tribe: [Hyena] tribe

Birth: 0/0/0/0

Address: No. 1, Fuyun Road, Hyena Village

ID number: 103000

This is the information on the front, and after reading it, Dragon Slayer turned to the back.

What is imprinted in the eyes is the majestic and undisguised ambition of the nine big characters - the Principality of Snow Rat Resident ID Card.

There are also two lines of small print underneath.

Issuing authority: Certificate office

Validity: 0/2/0 - 2/9/10

"What does the date of birth 0/2/9 mean?"

"The date of birth is counted from the day our [Snow Mouse] tribal certificate opened. ”

"Mr. Slayer's tribe, the day I joined the [Snow Rat] tribe happened to be February 9, 0, so the date of birth is set here. ”

"I see. ”

Dragon Slayer nodded as if he didn't understand, then put the card in his pocket and turned to leave.

Walking out of the door of the certificate office, Tulong did not mean to walk slowly, but rushed to his place of work - Dream Primary School at his fastest speed.

As the first primary school in the [Snow Rat] tribe, Ling Zhan attached great importance to it.

And Tu Long, who was entrusted with an important task by Ling Zhan, became the principal of the primary school, and once he found something that needed to be improved, he immediately reported to him.

"Good morning, Headmaster!"

"Good morning!"

At 7:56, before the 8 o'clock working time, Tulong finally arrived at Dream Primary School in time.

After greeting a few security guards, Dragon Slayer walked into the school and began to patrol several classrooms.

The students study a lot of subjects every day, but everything is well thought out by Ling Zhan.

In total, it is divided into sports, politics, history, medicine, mathematics.

"The Heavenly God Continent, more than 12,000 years have passed so far, do you know when the Creation God sent down the oracle?"

On the stage, it was an elderly pig man.

He has a kind gaze, and there is no prejudice or hostility towards the children of the major tribes below.

This is a basic etiquette for being a teacher.

Each tribe has a successor who specializes in inheriting and protecting history, and these people are all invited by Ling Zhan to become the history teacher of Dream Primary School.

"I don't know!"

"I think it's around 11,000 years. ”

"Hahaha! around 11,000?"

"What's so funny about that?!," the teased nezumi asked, a little puzzled.

"Alright, let's all be quiet!"

Femont motioned for the students to be quiet.

Suddenly, there were still some noisy classrooms, and pins could be heard.

It's not that Fermont is more loved by the students, after all, they don't get along for long.

The main reason is that their parents said that if they were too naughty and let the teacher punish them, or even come to the door to complain, then their pocket money would be in vain.

So, no student dared not listen to Fermon.

If you can't get along with anyone, you can't get along with pocket money!

"The God of Creation gave his oracle in the year 200 of Genesis, or in another way, 11,800 years before Genesis. ”

The rat man kid only then understood why someone laughed at him, it turned out that he had said one less word.

"Teacher Feimeng, the history of the Heavenly God Continent is more than 12,000 years, and there is no specific number of years?"

"That's a very good question!"

Fermon, who was about to talk about history next, was suddenly interrupted by a question from a student, but he himself didn't care, and was even a little happy.

If a student is able to ask a question, it means that they have listened!

"I can tell you unequivocally that the history of the Heavenly God Continent is not only 12,000 years, it may be 20,000 years, or it may be 30,000 years. ”

"Now you must be confused. ”

"If that's the case, then why is the Book of Genesis more than 12,000 years old? and not 13,000 years, or even 14,000 years?"

"Quite simply, it wasn't until the year that the creator god sent down the oracle that someone specifically began to record these histories, and as for the more distant times, no one knows what happened. ”

"Then they didn't record it?" another student asked.

Some had already discovered the dragon slaying outside the door, but what surprised them even more was that Ling Zhan also came.

Suddenly, the students who originally dared to hang their children were all focused, and they looked like I was dedicated.

This made Fei Meng feel a little funny, nodded politely to Ling Zhan outside the window, and then began to answer the students' questions.

"It's not that there are no records, it's just that many of them have not been preserved, and they have basically disappeared into the vast river of history. ”

"Mr. Femont, what was the world like 12,000 years before Genesis? Are we orcs still in the Land of Chaos?"

"12,000 years before Genesis, what I can tell you is that at that time, there was no division between the Holy Continent and the Demon Continent, let alone any chaotic land. Warcraft and demons are not so difficult to see, and we half-orcs will not be so oppressed!"

"Then why is it like this?"

The Genesis that Fermont spoke of really aroused the curiosity of the students at this moment.

"Alas......"

Fermont sighed.

"Before the oracle was issued, the continent was still relatively peaceful, we half-orcs, we also have an empire, please remember this empire, the Dorya Empire, the only country recorded in history by our half-orcs!"

"Dorja Empire?!"

All the students muttered, and Faimon continued, "Yes, those were the glory days of our orcs!"

"You may not know that the Dorja Empire is an empire ruled by dragonmen, and it is also the only existence among our half-orcs that can be compared to orcs, elves, and humans!"

"Dragonman?"

Ling Zhan, who was outside the classroom, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't have a detailed understanding of the history of the Heavenly God Continent, and he really didn't expect that the orcs would have such a glorious time.

Moreover, there are dragonmen among the orcs, doesn't that mean that there are dragons among the orcs?

"Speaking of dragonmen, I need you to be clear that dragons are not orcs, they are a separate race. ”

"Their roots belong to Warcraft, but the Dragons do not recognize themselves as inferior Warcraft, so they establish themselves as another race. ”

"Therefore, the races actually created by the Creation God on the Celestial God Continent are five major categories composed of humans, elves, orcs, demonic beasts, and demons. ”

"As for us orcs, dragons, and fish-people, etc., they are all in large numbers or strong in the back, and they have squeezed into the ranks of the race. ”