Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 4 Chief Successor

It took a long time for Dasa to come back to his senses after finishing the communication with Rezan. He was thinking over and over again what Rezan had said to him, and only then did he realize who the other party was.

"Rezan? Isn't that the Loa who protects the royal family of Zandalari?!"

It was only at this moment that Dasa suddenly realized, but since the other party was Loa who guarded the Zandalari royal family, it must have nothing to do with his tribe.

His tribe is just a small tribe of twenty or so people, it is not worthy or possible to get Rezan's protection at all.

Besides, he is not optimistic about those loa gods; most of them are wilderness demigods living on Azeroth, perhaps they are already very powerful compared to ordinary mortals, But when Dasa thought of the demons of the Burning Legion and the ancient gods parasitic on Azeroth, it was difficult for him to feel awe of these loa.

He will respect each other, but that is just the most basic courtesy among intelligent beings.

It was impossible for him to worship the loa like other trolls.

Dasa's previous education and experience in games hardly made him feel in awe of the gods in the world of Azeroth.

As long as you dare to show your blood bar, I will stab you to death!
This was Dasa's true thoughts.

If the stabbing does not kill him, it means that he is too weak and needs to become stronger.

Of course, he was saved by Rezan this time, and he will keep such kindness in his heart. If the other party needs his help in the future, he will help him without hesitation.

As for now, it was time for him to return to the tribe. Through the sparse canopy here, he could see that the sun was already westward, and the day would be over for this day, so he had to return to the tribe before dark.

The forest at night is far more dangerous than during the day.

When the sun was about to close its last ray, Dasa finally rushed back to the tribe.

However, he was shocked by the grand welcome ceremony in front of him.

"what is happening?"

Because of the battle, Dasa, who was in a messy appearance, couldn't blend in well with the crowd in front of him, but the clansmen who came to greet him didn't dislike his current appearance, on the contrary, they were very concerned about his body.

Dasa could only ask his friend Zul what was going on now.

"The hunting team came back earlier. They successfully broke into the Deinonychus' lair and successfully brought back six eggs from the lair. Although they encountered a Deinonychus during the final transfer, the other party He was injured, so he also became the prey of the hunting team.

Mu Ke and the others also told everyone about you. I was worried about your safety at first, but now it seems that I was too worried.You are now a hero of the Horde, Dasa. "

Zul followed Dasa and explained to him the reasons for the changes in the tribe today.

"It seems that the Deinonychus are really taken over by a nest, and the safe zone of our tribe can also be expanded, which is great."

Dasa confirmed the final outcome of the Deinonychus who escaped because of Rezan from Zul's mouth, and the worries in his heart were relieved.

"So, why isn't our hero showing his face around the campfire?!"

Mu Ke came to Dasa at this time, looking at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I'm just doing it for my own revenge. I'm not a hero. Captain, no one was injured when you raided the lair?"

After listening to Mu Ke's words, Dasa recalled all the mistakes he made in this hunting operation, and the end of his almost death. He really didn't think his behavior could be called a hero.

At the same time, he also cared about the situation of other people in the hunting team.

"Don't worry, they didn't even lose a single hair. That Deinonychus was injured by you, right? We have no reason to pay a price for an injured Deinonychus. Let's go, kid, today In the evening, you can enjoy your best prey."

Mu Ke looked at the thoughtful Dasa and patted him on the shoulder, laughed and pointed to the fragrant and oily Deinonychus that had been roasted on the bonfire, and took Dasa's hand and walked over.

"Dasa."

At this time, a middle-aged male troll wearing a colorful bird feather crown came out of the crowd.

Dasa naturally knew who the other party was, Wukan, the chief of his current tribe.

"Chief."

When Wukan appeared, everyone paid tribute to him.

"You're doing a good job. I have something I want to talk to you about. Come to my room."

Wukan glanced at Dasa and nodded, then asked him to come to his room.

Because of the chief's words, everyone in the tribe once again discussed the future of Dasa, only Zul looked at his friend's back silently.

As the chief of the tribe, Wukan lived in the same wooden house as the rest of the tribe. Perhaps the only difference was the faded bird feather crown on his head.

"Chief, what can you do for me?"

Dasa sat down on a piece of animal skin under Wukan's gesture.

"I heard from Mu Ke about your hunting this time. You did a good job, very good."

Wukan sat in his seat, staring at Dasa.

Because of the lack of light in the wooden house, Dasa couldn't see the other party's expression clearly. After all, the position he was sitting in happened to be illuminated by the last ray of sunlight coming in from the west window.

"I just want to avenge Ugel, that's all."

Dasa shook his head, he didn't think his hunting action this time was so great.

"That's enough, Dasa. That's enough. Ugol and I are good friends who grew up together. I'm very happy that you can successfully avenge him. The reason I'm talking to you today is because, I I am ready to hand over the next chieftainship to you."

Wukan looked at Dasa with a serious expression. He actually made this decision not long ago.

"what?!"

Dasa was shocked by Wukan's decision. It's not like he didn't think that he might lead such a group of trolls in the future, but when this future was really spoken out from the mouth of the current chief, it was another matter. something happened.

"What? You seem surprised."

Wukan looked at Dasa's reaction under the sun, and found it very interesting; thinking back to when he heard that he was going to be the successor when the previous chief was alive, his astonished expression at that time was almost the same as that of Dasa now. the same.

"I, what can He De do?"

Dasa hesitated, quickly passing through his mind the difficulties he might face after becoming a chief, and suddenly felt that the position of chief may not be so easy to do.

After listening to Dasa's words, Wukan was silent for a moment, then suddenly coughed violently.

"Ahem, Dasa. Just because you successfully killed the Deinonychus threatening the safety of the tribe this time, you are enough to become the chief of the tribe."

As Wukan spoke, he coughed violently again, looking at Dasa opposite him, worried for a while.

"Ugel left first, then the witches in the tribe, and now it's almost time for me. I must make the necessary preparations before I face death."

Wukan reached out his hand to stop Dasa from going in, and he continued.

"I understand, but Chief, you're not that old yet, are you? Are you too anxious to decide now?"

Dasa sat on the animal skin and stared at Wukan. He didn't think that Wukan, who was only in his forties, would die. Ugel died because he was besieged by Deinonychus, and the witches in the tribe died. It is because he is nearly two hundred years old.

But the troll chief in front of him didn't die so soon.

"Wu, please explain to our hero."

Wukan noticed Dasa's puzzled look,
Just when Dasa was wondering, the wooden door of the house was pushed open, and Zuer walked in with a serious expression.

He glanced at his friend, then nodded to Wukan.

In the tribe, the status of the witch is equal to that of the chief, and even in some tribes that have the protection of the loa gods, the chief also obeys the command of the witch.

"Dasa, let me make a long story short. The chief is ill, and it is a disease that I cannot cure. Therefore, we need to determine the candidate for the next chief."

Zul sat in another vacant place in the room, looked at Dasa who was illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, and briefly talked about the current situation in Wukan.

"What's wrong?"

Dasa wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"I don't know for sure. I only know that the chief suffered from this disease when the previous generation of witches was still alive. At that time, the previous generation of witches also had nothing to do about it."

Zuer truthfully explained Wukan's current physical condition to Dasa, and he also wanted to cure the other's illness, but he didn't have the ability.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are what all living beings have to face. You have tried your best, Wu. Then Dasa, knowing this reality, what are you going to do? Cough cough cough!"

As Wukan spoke, he coughed violently again, he even coughed up blood.

"I will find a way to cure your illness, chief. Anyway, as long as you are still the chief, I will not become the new chief, will I?"

After staring at Wukan for a while, Dasa thought a lot, but he finally decided to agree.

"Okay, I'll trust you, you slippery fellow. Now let me, the patient, take a good rest."

After Wukan finished speaking, he was ready to drive people away.

Dasa and Zul left Wukan's wooden house in this way. The outside of the wooden house was full of tribesmen, and they all wanted to know what Dasa had talked with the chief when he was called in.

Seeing the curious gazes of the tribesmen, Dasa wanted to have a laugh and pass by, but Zuer pulled his arm up.

"Everyone! Dasa will become the heir to the chief of our tribe! This is a joint decision between the chief and myself."

Zul's behavior stunned Dasa. He didn't expect that his friend would immediately announce the heir to the chiefdom at this time. He originally thought that after Wukan was cured, he would let the other party think about it. .

But who would have thought, his friends will be announced at this time!
It is useless to say anything now, Dasa is very clear that with Wukan's imperial support, he is destined to take over the chief of this troll tribe in the future. Tools and some living habits used in the tribe.

After Ugel's death, he joined the hunting team, and today he cleaned up the Deinonychus colony entrenched around the tribe.

With these achievements, he is enough to become the successor of the chief of the tribe.

Therefore, now that Wukan has announced all these, the people of the tribe are not surprised.

When the clansmen dispersed, Dasa held a piece of roasted meat in one hand and took Zuer to the experimental field he opened outside the tribe. Although it was already dark, Dasa still insisted on bringing Zuer Er came here.

"I actually wanted to ask a long time ago, what exactly is in this area that you have always attached great importance to?"

Zuul didn't understand why Dasa brought him to this experimental field.

"Here lies the future of our tribe's development."

While talking, Dasa gnawed at the barbecue in his hand, and at the same time he squatted down and carefully observed the plants planted here with the dim light.

The plants planted here seemed to Zuer to be weeds that could be seen everywhere, which was why he didn't understand why Dasa cared so much about this place.

After hearing his friend's explanation, he was even more confused.

"I know you are wondering now, wondering why I planted a bunch of weeds that seem to be everywhere here, or you can't understand why I planted these plants in the soil. It's not even clear why I made these A tool specially designed for digging soil."

Dasa saw doubts on Zul's face, but he still decided to patiently explain his future plans to this friend.

Because, he is actually the heir to the chief of this tribe; while the other party is the witch in the tribe.

"I really don't understand. You said that here is the future of the tribe, but I think the tribe needs more people to have a better future, but to have more people, we need more food. I I don't understand why you spend your time digging holes in the soil and playing with weeds. No way, those weeds will become food.

With all due respect, Dasa, that grass is not edible. "

Zuer also squatted down and carefully observed the weeds planted in the experimental field. He learned herbal medicine from the previous generation of witches, and he recognized this weed.

It is nothing more than a fruity grass plant, without any medicinal value, and the stem of the plant is extremely difficult to digest.

Trolls have no chance of eating this grass.

"What if I have a way to make these weeds produce food?"

Dasa felt very relieved when he saw the weed in his hand. He smiled and looked at Dasa who was squatting aside.

"How is it possible? Unless we have the help of the loa gods."

Zuul didn't believe Dasa's words.

"Hey man; I've said this many times, but I'll say it again; we can live without the loa, and we can live well. Believe me, if we stick together, then this Nothing in the world can stop us."

Dasa smiled happily as he looked at the four-seed weed in his hand.

He succeeded, he successfully domesticated this weed for the first time with the existing rough conditions; he tried to reproduce the experience of human domestication of wheat in the history of the earth in the world of Azeroth.

And the weed in his hand that has produced four seeds is the best proof.

Zuer and Dasa didn't stay in the experimental field for too long. On the way back, Dasa still told Zuer about Rezan, and then he found that his friend's expression became serious again, and said He will unconditionally support all of Dasa's demands in the future.

Dasa immediately decided to hand over the work of taking care of the plants in the experimental field to Zuer.

He still has to go hunting!
Dasa is very busy, but Zul is very free, so idlers should make good use of it.

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