Stratholme God

   Chapter 712 There is no war yet

   Azeroth's train travel is not as comfortable as the Harmony of the Earth Celestial Dynasty. Although it crosses the steam locomotive and goes straight to the diesel locomotive, there are many bumps in any new thing.

   First of all, the speed is not fast. A better road is to run 80 kilometers per hour, which is incomparable with the motor cars of the Chinese Dynasty.

   Then there is the rail gap issue mentioned earlier.

In the end, it is a long-distance trip. Food and beverages are indispensable, and boxed lunches came into being. Because the connection between the carriages is not beautiful enough, it is impossible to push the small car. The waiter can only hold a large plate and tie a small one to the belt. The wood is used as a fulcrum, and a sling is placed around the neck to facilitate distribution of lunch boxes and collection of money.

   The price of box lunch is rich and frugal, and it is often divided into 20 copper coins to 1 silver coin according to the grade of meat and vegetables in the box lunch.

   It’s not right to say it’s a box lunch, because the staple food of humans is still bread, but now it’s more advanced, and they provide white bread, plus some tomatoes, vegetables, potatoes, etc., the taste is not bad.

   This is the so-called train bento.

  McDonald's turned into a waiter very close to the people today, and tried the train bento. Seriously, this job is very particular about waist and abdominal strength.

  The 100-pound large bento is definitely not easy to hold. Not only is the place where you touch your hand round and smooth, but it will also increase the difficulty due to the shaking of the train caused by the turning of the rails.

   Every time I feel the bento box slide down, I have to push it up like the top lord.

"woo woo woo woo!"

   This is the sound of the wind!

   sounds a lot like a train whistle.

  Because of the violent shaking, McDonald couldn't help but clasped the handle again and pushed up hard, but accidentally spilled some sauce.

  The white one should be coconut milk mixed with a small amount of red, which is mostly tomato sauce.

   McDonald accidentally stepped on and slipped on the spot.

  McDonald sighed secretly about his unfortunate situation.

   Looking out the window, I can only feel that the wind is a little loud today, sometimes whistling in my ears, and sometimes whispering like a sympathizer, whispering in my ears.

well!

   Maybe this is life!

  McDonald pondered, isn't this just because "smoking is harmful to health" is printed on the cigarette pack, and then he couldn't help but try it?

no! How can I be so decadent?

  McDonald Struggles to Lift the Bento Box One Last Time, Injecting Soul into the Job.

When the    experience was over, he put the bento box on his bed with great pity, and breathlessly recalled the experience just now.

   Sure enough, no job in the world is easy.

   After a while, Veresa entered the carriage, and she shrugged her nose as soon as she came in, wondering, "What does this smell like?"

   Queen Xi, who was sitting opposite McDonald's, immediately flushed red.

   McDonald said earnestly: "It's the smell of heather. The latest batch of medicinal herbs sent by Western Woye is of good quality."

After   , he naturally grabbed a handful of heather from the small box next to the desk and handed it to Veresa.

   Heather and [Primary Healing Potion] can be formulated into a more advanced [Secondary Healing Potion]. This thing is no longer needed by the Stratholme military. When the pharmaceutical factory can refine potions on a large scale, soldiers will have better [healing potions], which also need heather, but the formula has been changed to add Bittergrass.

   Naturally, Veresa knew about this, she sniffed it, and she seemed to understand.

   When it was time to eat, McDonald broke the routine and did not eat in his own car, but instead proposed to go to the dining car.

   Came to Azeroth for ten years. Seriously, unless you challenge the limit and eat Cthulhu-type octopus **** like a dirty god, there is nothing you haven’t eaten from the mountains and seas.

   At this point, it pays more attention to who to eat with.

  For example, right now, there are beautiful elf girls sitting across from them, which makes it very easy to eat.

   On weekdays, the three Windrunner sisters will most likely train new rangers in their own troops. In fact, the nature of the rangers has changed, and now it has become an advance army plus special forces based on the professional skills of hunters. Whenever McDonald's travels, the three sisters will lead a considerable number of rangers to serve as McDonald's bodyguards.

  The three sisters sat opposite each other. They used to be nothing. Today, McDonald's has a little bit of fun.

   Veresa asked: "Second sister, what's wrong? I thought you were weird just now."

  Sylvanas lowered his head and took a bite: "No, nothing."

   Then she saw Alleria silently handing her a bottle of painkiller from under the table, and her face flushed on the spot.

   Fortunately, Kalia said something inadvertently: "McDonald's, is there going to be a war this year?"

  McDonald pondered: "I hope not."

   looked out the window, his thoughts drifted into the distance.

   Looking out from the train, it is full of fertile fields in Andorhal. The golden ears of wheat represent the harvest, and McDonald's eyes fall on the windmills.

   On the surface, there are wind mills that can help farmers better grind wheat into flour.

  Secretly, the upper floor of each mill is equipped with an 88-gun, reinforced bunker-level housing structure, which makes it strong and solid, and has a good shooting range.

  In the dark, McDonald's manages his site like an iron barrel.

   However, this is also limited to the territory of the Commonwealth.

   McDonald pondered: "The Scourge has an air fortress [Naxxramas]. I have been worried about this thing, because it can come anywhere in the alliance."

  This is very shameful.

   When the girls heard this, their hearts trembled on the spot.

   Liadrin asked: "Is there a way to capture the movement of that fortress?"

   McDonald shook his head: "That's the realm of the dead."

   It's not that he never sent sand sculpture players to infiltrate the Scourge again, but this time it didn't work well. It is very likely that after the fusion of Lao Taizi and Ner'zhul, the soul fluctuations have been changed. The entire Scourge Legion's control and organization mode of the undead has changed. Sand sculpture players only need to approach any intermediate-level undead, such as a wise lich, and immediately break through the gang.

   There are few deaths, the key is to lose the opportunity to detect intelligence.

   Don’t look at the fact that the alliance’s territory is now three times larger than in history, and correspondingly, the risk is also three times larger.

   There are too many sparsely populated areas that cannot be monitored at all.

  Conversely, as long as the alliance guards the city with a large number of people and a high population density, it will be a victory.

   Naxxramas killed him, but it was not the Lich King who came in person, so his destructive power was limited.

   "Sorry!"

   McDonald's didn't expect that Thrall, thousands of miles away, was also worried.

   His worries are definitely not the same as those of the Alliance.

   At this moment, in the chiefs hall, a peculiar guest was sitting across from him.

The    tribe is no stranger to this kind of existence, but Thrall can't do the same as his predecessor and face this existence calmly.

   After thinking for a long time, Thrall still sighed: "Respected Sun King Anastrian* Sunstrider Lord, I can't agree to your request for the time being."

   That's right, sitting across from him was the Sun King who had failed to jump back in Northrend and disappeared after running away.

   Today, he still looks so bad.

   (end of this chapter)