Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 78 Listening to the Sound of Rain and Drinking Tea

In the southern village, Dasa was sitting alone in a wooden house. Apart from neatly stacked clay tablets on the table, there was also a pot of hot cocoa that had just been boiled.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the wooden house, drinking hot cocoa, reviewing documents.

This is Dasa's daily life after the war.

"Great chief, these are news from Thunder and Jianjiao Village."

Lana was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and with a stack of thick mud boards in her arms, she walked through the rain and came to the Dasa wooden house.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Lana."

Dasa raised his head from the table and looked at Lana standing at the door of the wooden house, with water dripping from the bamboo hat and coir raincoat.

Lana, who took off her coir raincoat and bamboo hat, carried the pile of clay tablets to Dasa's desk.

"Great chief, these two tribes have been accepting refugees on a large scale recently. The population has surged recently and they need more food assistance from our side."

While speaking, Lana took out a clay tablet from the pile of clay tablets and handed it to Dasa's desk. She also frowned when she talked about it.

She doesn't like Yaval and Latza's behavior of reaching out to them for food. Their food is planted by themselves in the southern villages or northern villages. It is only through careful care that they harvest so much Yes, she doesn't like having these "outsiders" eat their food now.

"What? Do you have any other opinions on this kind of food aid?"

Dasa noticed Lana's expression from the corner of his eye, and he could understand the feelings of the people in the tribe directly under him.

"Of course, Great Chief. Why should the food we cultivated so hard be given to those guys for free! Obviously, our own food is just enough to eat, isn't it?"

Lana stared at Dasa with wide eyes, her expression could already explain her mood at the moment.

"Yeah, our own food supply is also a bit tight. The rainy season has just begun, and the new season's food has only just been planted. There is still a long time before the harvest season. I know all about this."

Daza put down the clay tablet in his hand, and turned to look at Lana who was beside him.

"Since you know, Great Chief, why?"

Lana couldn't understand even more, since Dasa knew why he insisted on doing this.

"Because they are all our people. Lana, now, all the troll tribes in the entire Zandalari Mountains have been united under the same banner, and there is no longer any distinction between us. Or Thunder and Wing, now we have only one tribe, the Zandalari tribe.

You are the internal affairs officer in charge of the entire tribe, and the distribution of supplies from various villages needs to go through your hands. You can no longer confine your attention to our northern villages or southern villages. "

As Dasa spoke, he pointed to the slightly rough map of the entire Zandalar mountains hanging behind him. This map was the current territory of the Zandalar tribe.

"Yes, I know about the chief."

Lana was not so quickly persuaded by Dasa's words.

"I know you haven't figured it out so quickly, but you still feel that those villages that lack food need to figure out their own solutions.

But, Lana, have you ever thought that as long as we can help them get through the difficult time ahead, the population of our tribe will be far larger than imagined, and we can have as much food and arable land as we want.

Even if we don't think about those future things, right now we are reclaiming farmland on the great plain in the northern villages, aren't the Direhorn and Thunder Lizards we need all provided by those two villages? "

Dasa took a look and still felt sorry for those Lana who helped out with food, and still explained patiently.

"Yes, Warchief. I figured it out."

When Lana heard Dasa talk about the Direhorn and Thunder Lizard used to assist in farming, Lana immediately felt that her ideas were clear, and she also had more new ideas.

As Dasa said, she is no longer the internal affairs manager of the small tribe in the past, but the internal affairs officer of an unprecedented large tribe.

In this way, she didn't have to keep transferring grain from the granaries in the southern villages.

She can collect food from various villages in the entire Zandalari tribe for deployment.

Looking at Lana who was suddenly in a good mood and ready to leave, Dasa suddenly felt confused. He didn't think that his few words could do the other party's work well.

He can only think that the emotions of females among intelligent creatures are so cloudy and uncertain.

After Lana left for a while, Zul also came to him.

Unlike Lana, who was still wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, Zuer went straight through the rain and came to Dasa's cabin without a drop of rain on his body.

Obviously, the blessings given to him by the Luo Amen still have some other effects.

"Great chief, how do you think about the proposal to build a new village in the northern village?"

Zul walked to Dasa's desk and sat down.

"Well, I want to take it easy."

Dasa raised his head from the pile of clay tablets and looked at Zul on the opposite side of the table.

"We are running out of time, Great Chief. The guys from the Antain tribe sent all the small tribes and wanderers out of the deep mountains as they went deep into the mountains. A large number of trolls are about to enter that area .”

Zuul brought some bad news.

"Who told them to do this?!"

Dasa was shocked when he heard the news, he never expected such a thing to happen.

"Who else? Bwonsamdi. Warchief, what can we do now? Divert and evacuate the population?"

Zul looked at Dasa helplessly.

"Damn Bwonsamdi! At this point, can I still evacuate those people? Hmph, let's gather all the people in the villages in the north, we will all move there in the future.

That's it, let's expand the northern village into a town.

As for the name, I think it should be Zurga. "

Dasa looked at the map and pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind to expand the village and build a city!
"Great Chief! The name of the new village has to be changed."

When Zuer heard that the new village was called such a name, he felt that it was too presumptuous.

"To correct you, it can no longer be called a village in the future, and it will be called a city in the future. As for the name, it is just a code name.

The name Zurga is quite good, after all, old man, you also contributed a lot in this war.

That's it! "

Daza stood up from the carpet with a smile, and patted Zuer's shoulder affectionately.

"You guy, okay. Since that's the case, I also hope to build a city named after you in this holy place!"

As he spoke, Zuer took out a new map from his pocket and spread it out in front of Dasa.

The most conspicuous mark on the map is a huge triangular mark.

"Holy land?! What holy land?!"

Combining the location of the map and the name of the so-called holy place in Zuer's mouth, Dasa had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"This is a special place that Chief Roka discovered when they explored the depths of the Zandalar Mountains! It is adjacent to the Zandalar Peak! The difference is that the mountains there are not naturally common mountains! Oh, me too, I can't even describe it. Would you like to see for yourself, old man?"

Zuul was extremely excited when he talked about the so-called holy land in his heart, but his poor vocabulary really couldn't describe the greatness of that holy land to Dasa clearly.

Fortunately, there are gods taught him by the loas, who can convey to Dasa what he saw at the beginning.

"Okay, let me see."

Dasa frowned, and also wanted to see what the so-called holy land that Zuer was talking about looked like.

Zul quickly cast the magic spell, and his hand held Dasa's hand tightly. The thoughts of the two became more and more erratic under the effect of the magic spell, and Dasa's vision gradually blurred until it seemed to be obscured by a layer of gray fog. shrouded in general.

Then suddenly the gray fog dissipated, and before his eyes appeared the scene of the holy land that Zuer had witnessed!

It is a group of buildings standing among the mountains and rain forests!

The most conspicuous are the three tall, straight and majestic pyramids!
Giant seal!

Looking at this scenery, Dasa recognized this place at a glance, even if he wanted to forget the three tall pyramids, it would be difficult for him.

The duration of this memory was very short. Although Dasa didn't see many details there, the three huge pyramids alone were enough for him to confirm the situation of the so-called holy place.

"How is it?! Isn't it very shocking there?"

After Zul finished casting the spell, he looked at Dasa with a shocked expression, full of joy.

In his opinion, those three miraculous buildings are very suitable to be the location of the Zandalari tribe's tent, which is far away from the Nazmir forest, and it is a matter of placing the tribe's warriors there. very safe thing.

"Yeah, it's shocking. Zuer, it's a pity that it's definitely not suitable for us to live there."

After Daza came back to his senses, he glanced at Zuer solemnly.

"What?! But why?!"

Zul looked at Dasa puzzled, he didn't understand why Dasa thought it was not suitable for trolls to live there.

Obviously, in his opinion, there are two large rivers with abundant water sources. Although it is in the mountains, there are well-arranged platforms between the three pyramids, which can be developed as farmland.

Surrounded by mountains, there is no need to worry about the invasion of any foreign enemies. If the Loa are willing to go there with them, the trolls of their Zandalari tribe really don't have any need to worry about safety.

"No reason! Zul, remember that conversation we had?! Do you think the buildings there can be built by ordinary mortals? Like those wilderness demigods can build it?! "

Dasa rudely answered Zul's question, he didn't want the trolls to build a capital on those three damned pyramids again!
The future of the trolls lies not further south in the mountains of Zandalar, but in the north!
Head north, all the way to the great lake in the middle of the continent!
Well of Eternity, there is the future of trolls!
"You mean, the buildings there, yes, were built by those gods and demons?!"

When Zuer said this, his voice was trembling.

"That's right! And there is a demon god sealed there! The danger there is far beyond our imagination."

Dasa looked at Zuer solemnly, he did not lie.The giant seal is directly related to the man-made ancient god imprisoned in Uldir - G'huun.

If it is destroyed there, let that damned deformed monster crawl out, I am afraid that the entire Zandalari mountains will no longer exist.

"Is that a sealed place?!"

Zul looked at Dasa in astonishment, he never thought that there would be a terrifying Demon God sealed under those three resplendent pyramids.

"An ancient god, I told you once, our strength is too weak now, Zul, we need stronger strength to defend this fragile world. Therefore, there must be no other tribes to know .”

Dasa looked at Zul seriously, and he decided to seal off the discovery of the giant seal, and that area must never be known by other trolls.

"I see."

Seeing that Dasa was so serious, Zul also understood the danger there, so he also decided to issue a silence order to the clansmen who had been there.

"Is there anything else, Zul?"

Dasa felt that continuing this topic about the Old God was too heavy, so he asked the other party if there was anything else.

"Others, nothing else."

Zul shook his head and got up and left Dasa.

"Hey, let's have a drink before we go."

Dasa could see a little panic and loss in his old friend's heart at the moment, and he knew it was probably because he told him the truth about the giant seal.

But there is no way, the truth is so cruel.

He got a cup of hot cocoa from the clay jug on the table and handed it to Zul.

"Thank you."

Zul took the wooden cup from Dasa, felt the warmth of the cup wall and smelled the mellow aroma of cocoa, and took a sip slowly.

The hot cocoa dispelled the coolness brought by the rain, warmed his body, and calmed his restless emotions.

"Don't worry too much, old man. I have everything, don't worry. Our future must be bright."

Daza got himself a cup of hot cocoa, clinked a cup with Zuer's and drank it on his own.

"Well, I believe you, Great Chief. Alright, I have to get on with my work. I'd better tell them about the gag order as soon as possible. I'll go first."

Zur finished his cup of hot cocoa and left Dasa's cabin.

Just now he heard that ethereal voice again.

That voice was telling him that what his old buddy said was true; then the question came, how did his old friend know, and where did he know these secrets of the world?
Although reason told him to find out, his sensibility told him to choose to trust his old buddy.

This is Dasa's own secret, and he shouldn't go to find out.

Just think of him as a prophet.

Zul walked in the rain and headed towards the altar. Next, he was going to prepare for the construction of the city.

　PS: It's Saturday, let's sleep!Everyone, take a good rest listening to the sound of rain and thunder.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)