I lost consciousness from the flames of Katrana, and I could feel the pain of my body being scorched, but ...... I couldn't speak.

I wanted to cry or moan because of the pain, but I couldn't make a sound. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, I didn't even feel anything other than the pain, and there was no pause in the pain, and although it didn't get worse from the first slight burning pain, the pain eventually became unbearable.

I could feel the weight of my body, but I couldn't move, I knew the pain was creeping in, but I couldn't sense where I was.

This body still exists, but it doesn't seem to belong to me.

That's not darkness, it's true nothingness, that is, nothing can be seen, nothing is there, that's not darkness...... It's just nothing.

I even prayed to the gods for me to die at one point, but it didn't work, there was no response, no ...... Nothing.

Until one day I suddenly felt that my body was becoming lighter, and a feeling of weightlessness came, and I felt what it means to spin.

I was pleasantly surprised by the feeling, but then I became terrified and I couldn't stop it.

I don't know how long it took for the sensation to go away, and as I was repeatedly pulled in pain and dizziness until I lost consciousness.

Then I woke up, maybe I was woken up by pain, maybe I was woken up by an unspeakable feeling. I don't know how long it was, but one day, I suddenly felt something, no longer pain, and when I thought it was a dream and rejoiced in the real feeling of the dream, something stung my eyes fiercely.

The pins and needles pain made me wake up instantly, and I couldn't help but want to rub my eyes. I thought it was in a dream, but it wasn't...... The real touch made me want to open my eyes and see.

And when I saw outside, I quickly got up from the ground, was this a dream? The most real dream.

I rolled over and sat on the beach, gently washing my feet and legs with the water of the beach, and I looked out at the sea in the distance, blue sky, white clouds, and bright sun.

It felt like a dream, another dream. It was only when the cool sea water brushed against my skin again and again that I felt that it was all true.

I looked at my bare body, which was unclothed and a little white from the seawater. I suddenly remembered that night, the night I was burned.

I shook my head and told myself it was just a dream, the nightmare was over, but why did I get here?

Thirst followed, and I wanted to find some water, but the vast beach was empty. The midday sun was warm and harsh. I walked into the woods in the distance.

Water or wild fruits, anything that can get in your mouth. I saw silverleaf grass, and tranquilizing flowers, and I couldn't care so much about pulling them out of the ground and stuffing them into my mouth, chewing on the plants with my thirsty and slimy mouth, trying to squeeze a little juice out of them.

I know those herbs aren't poisonous, so it's okay for me to eat some herbs.

The surprise of waking up quickly passed, replaced by vertigo, and I wanted to drink water.

Do you know how important it is to find some water in the wild, a clean source? Thirsty, I could only stuff the herbs I knew into my mouth, dig out the roots of certain plants and stuff them into my mouth, and the little juice that squeezed out was as sweet as food.

Rinse the last bit of juice and spit out the dregs before continuing to chew new ones. I kept repeating this from noon to afternoon until I felt a little better.

This forest is obviously uninhabited, I am not in a hurry at all, I am not in a hurry to be naked, I don't have the slightest energy to think about getting some leaves for myself to block.

The biggest catch that day was catching a snake.

Actually, I used to dislike this kind of stuff very much, and I can describe it as extremely disgusting. But when I saw this thing I was so happy, it was the first time I'd ever seen something like this.

I grabbed the snake by the neck and slammed it into the tree, and I smashed the snake's head to pieces. Seeing that there were no fangs, I shoved my fingers directly into my soft and moist mouth.

I didn't have any iron tools, so I hung the snake on a branch, and I picked up a slightly pointed stone from the ground and ripped it on the snake. As the skin was cut by me, I peeled off the snakeskin.

Every bit of juice on it was missed, because there was no knife and I held the snake and gnawed on its back. It smells, but it keeps me alive.

The snake was more than a meter long, and I gnawed it, and I threw the rest of the entrails aside.

The feeling of hunger and thirst was relieved, and I sat down on the floor and rested for a while. Then, in order not to starve to death of thirst tomorrow because I could not find food and water, I did not dare to delay for a moment.

In order to keep my beautiful, soft feet from being pierced by an invisible spike on the ground in the woods, I kept looking for something to tie to my feet, and finally the snake's skin did a little bit of work, at least to give my left foot some protection.

But when night fell I couldn't go any further, and the mosquitoes in the woods almost killed me. I also thought about starting a fire, but it didn't work out.

The next day, the sun had just made the forest less dark, and I set out again on the road to survival. And found a stream before the sun was fully rising.

The spring water in the forest is so sweet. I lay on my stomach at the water's edge and drank slowly until I felt less thirsty and my strength slowly began to recover.

I sat by the stream, looking for something to put in my mouth. The grass didn't last me long, but it didn't starve me to death instantly.

After I got the strength, the first thing I chose was not to make a cover for myself, but to conserve my energy to get the most food.

And when I regained my strength, in addition to catching snakes and insects in the woods, the things that used to be the most annoying to me have become my survival. I had to be prepared for a while every time I ate it, but eventually I would chew it up and swallow it.

The best thing I've ever eaten during that time was bird eggs.

Finally, one day, when I found an abandoned wooden house, I knew it was time for me to return to normal human society.

The hut was a forest hunter's dwelling, and I don't know why it was abandoned, but there I finally found a very shabby outfit that covered part of my body.

I figured it out, and if I met someone, they would probably think I was a beggar, a tramp, and not a psychopath.

There was no food in the hut, no weapons, and the only useful thing was an iron hammer, or the kind used to skewer and grill food. Having is better than nothing.

I stayed in the hut for the night, and the next morning I determined my direction and continued on to the north. Finally, after walking for most of the day, I found a few houses, which were a village with people.

I pinned the iron tongs to my waist and walked slowly down the road towards the village. I don't want to be decent, not to make them like me, I just want not to scare them.

Although I brushed my hair and tidied up the beard on my face, the dirt on my body became more and more rubbed, and I felt that it was better not to rub the mud on my face. But if you don't rub it, it won't look too dark.

But when an old lady saw me coming towards her, she cried out in fright, and soon someone ran out of the house, but when they saw me, they were also astonished, and although they did not have the frame to kill me with an axe and sickle, I felt that they were ready to copy the guy at any time.

Seeing their scared looks, I stood there all at once, and spread my hands to show that I was not aggressive, "Can you give me something to eat?" I haven't eaten in two days. ”

Hearing my words, those people still looked at me with vigilant eyes, but they were not as scared as they were just now.

"Who are you? How did you get here? ”

"I'm ...... A sailor, the ship sank...... I walked all the way from the beach. Please help me. "I try to keep my voice as gentle and amiable as possible.

Everyone looked at each other, "You wait!" With that, a man in his fifties turned and entered the house. The old lady who was startled by me looked at me, "Where are you from?" ”

"Where is this?" I asked.

"Here it is...... Heim, where is this? She turned her head to look at an old man beside her.

The old man looked at me, "This used to be Alterac's place, and now it's under Stormgard's control, and we're ...... It doesn't belong to anyone. He said.

His words made me understand where I was, at least I was already in the north now, and I was in the north!

"How far is this from Nanhai Town?" I say.

"It's so far away, you have to walk for more than half a week." The old man said. "Where did your ship sink?"

"We were supposed to go to Nanhai Town, but the boat met ...... storm, I don't know where it was blown to...... When I woke up, there was nothing. I said.

The doubts on their faces have basically disappeared, and my acting skills just now are still a bit level, especially the tone and tone of my speech.

A few of them let their guard down against me, but I didn't get very close, but sat down on a wooden pier in front of them.

Soon the guy named Heim came out with a piece of bread, "You haven't told us where you're from. ”

"Stormwind Kingdom, I'm from Stormwind Kingdom!"

When they heard this, they immediately began to talk, and then suddenly became enthusiastic, "You're from the Stormwind Kingdom?" ”

I was surprised and said, "Yes." ”

The old lady just now burst into tears, "I really didn't expect to meet someone from my hometown!" ”

I'm also amazed that they turned out to be from the Stormwind Kingdom!

Then I was very well received, and they shushed me and asked me this and that. I also learned that they were refugees who fled to the north with Lothar, but they did not choose to return to their homeland after the liberation of the Stormwind Kingdom, as they had already reclaimed a large area of land here and stabilized it.

The good times were short-lived, and when the war ended, Alterac was liquidated and the kingdom was divided in an instant, and their original land, further west of the town of Southsea, had been reclaimed after they had escaped from the refugee camp after the plague.

But what they didn't expect was that the land was forcibly seized by Gilneth. Originally, they thought that groveling might be in exchange for some mercy, but their weakness and concession did not make life peaceful, but higher and higher taxes and oppression.

Just because they are storm refugees.

There is no reason to speak, and there is no place to be reasonable, and when a large number of Storm refugees return to their homeland, and some people who have joined the Northern Kingdom, people like them, who have broken away from the large collective, suffer oppression without any support.

Eventually, they chose to flee, but they no longer had enough power to return to the Stormwind Kingdom. And for those who dare to flee like them, the Gilneys are not ready to let them go.

Many people died, and eventually they fled into the forest, where they settled and survived to this day.

They are very wary of outsiders and try not to come into contact with outsiders, and outsiders rarely come to the deep mountains and dense forests like them.

That night I had roast rabbit, scones, mead, and mushroom soup. When I eat those things, I feel like it's the happiest thing in the world.

I had a good night's sleep, and then the next day, I chose to head to the town of Nanhai.

Before leaving, I asked them if they had ever thought about returning to the Stormwind Kingdom one day, and the dozen or so of them all responded with a thought.

I'm not bragging, that's what I think, and that's what I do. The dozen or so men were eventually picked up from the forest by me and boarded a ship bound for the Stormwind Kingdom in the town of Nanhai.

But that was later.

When you receive favors, you have to think about reciprocating. They helped me in my time, whether or not I was given preferential treatment because I said I was from the Stormwind Kingdom, and the guy named Heim didn't deny me food because I was dirty.

I don't know what happened to them after that, but I hope that these dozen or so kind people can regain happiness after returning to their hometown.

Ha, I really hope that good people will be rewarded.