Azeroth’s Death Track

Muradin Bronzebeard was walking in the great desert of Silithus. He was still wearing his linen robe to cover his priceless body. Behind the dwarf, he was carrying a warhammer wrapped in cloth. , that is the scepter of creation-Valannar, the dwarf concealed the magic weapon, also in order not to attract the attention of others.

The dwarf walked on the sand very fast. Although he didn't hold the scepter of creation in his hand, the power emanating from the holy object could make the loose quicksand under Muradin's feet condense, as if it was specially designed for the dwarf. paved the way forward.

But when passing by an oasis, Muradin discovered something strange.

A dozen or so goblins in tropical desert suits, leading a group of monsters carrying shovels and buckets, are sitting on their weird three-wheeled motorcycles, and they are driving into the desert, and those motorcycles Judging from the bundles of saplings in the bucket, these goblins are actually going to plant trees in the desert!

This surprised Muradin.

What the hell.

Muradin looked at the ruts on the ground, and the group of goblins who were playing loud music and going away, he couldn't help complaining:

These little green-skinned dwarves actually learned how to plant trees like druids? Are they out of their minds?

Since the goblins were going in the same direction as Muradin, the somewhat curious dwarves secretly followed the group of goblins, intending to see what kind of medicine these goblins were selling in their gourds.

The dwarves were even more curious about what happened to make them change their temper.

And ten minutes later, Muradin saw the group of goblins jump out of the car, began to direct the trolls to dig holes in the desert, and then planted those saplings in the sand that had been processed by the druids. Judging by their deft movements, this is certainly not the first time they have planted trees in the desert.

What surprised the dwarves in particular was that in this treated sand, a small lush oasis had already taken shape, and the trees in the oasis were exactly the same as the trees brought in by the goblins, that is to say, this is not a goblin. It's something that they came up with on a whim.

Looking at the lush green forests and dug-out cisterns in the desert, the dwarf couldn't help but rubbed his diamond forehead. He suddenly felt that after staying in the storm cliff for several years, it seemed Not the right choice...During the time he lived in seclusion, there must have been many things happening in this world that he didn't know about...

Heck, even the goblins have turned their heads, what the hell is going on with this crazy world?

But being curious, the dwarves didn't bother the happy goblins' tree planting in the end. After the goblins planted four or five trees, Muradin quietly left the oasis and continued his search. He didn't go forward to contact the group of goblins, he knew that once the goblins saw his diamond body, it would definitely cause bad trouble again.

And the dwarves could feel that the forest where these goblins planted trees was not far away from their destination.

Before leaving, the diamond dwarf looked at the group of busy goblins, and in his heart, he gave a big thumbs up to the group of goblins who were obsessed with planting trees in the desert.

Well, a goblin who knows how to plant trees and protect the environment must be a good goblin!

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Uh, actually, Muradin's guess is not entirely correct.

The group of tree-planting goblins are actually employees of the Steamwheedle Consortium. Their daily task is not only to sell various commodities in the oasis of the druids to make money, but also to plant 30 trees on the sand planned by the druids. Trees, every tree planted has a subsidy from the consortium, so for the goblins, although this work is a bit tiring, it is still a real good job.

But why do goblins plant trees?

This is a long story.

After the swarm war in Silithus, the evil god C'Thun was killed, and after the Blightcaller Druids settled in this desert, it was no longer the original inaccessible place.

Druids who are good at healing the earth, in addition to purifying C’Thun’s corruption of the world, also took the time to create several oases in this desert. The druids hope that the Silithus Desert will eventually become an ecology similar to the barren land district.

But the good times didn't last long. A few years ago, on the edge of the Silithus Desert, the exploration team sent by the goblins discovered several underground oil pools with huge reserves, and there were many rich mineral areas in this desert. It has attracted the coveted attention of the Steamwheedle Consortium. Most importantly, this desert has no clear sovereignty. The only native species here is the endangered Qiraji. They don't complain.

So the goblins happily built another city in the desert and named it Nuggets City.

The Steamwheedle Consortium intends to turn this desert into a new source of income, oil extraction, mining, and tour group business for other races, but the earliest Blightcaller druids who took root in the local area are not easy to mess with. The fact that the Dark Blade Consortium was forced to shut down the oil extraction equipment in Stranglethorn Vale has proved the attitude of the druids. They don't want the oasis they created with great difficulty to be polluted by the sewage and pollution emitted by the goblins' money-making business. .

The goblins originally planned to steal oil, which is their consistent strategy. For goblins, free things are always best.

However, the actions of these little green-skinned men could not be hidden from the druids who were looking at the entire desert from the sky. On a dark and stormy night, a group of radical druids sneaked into the camp of the goblins and set fire to them. Burned all the equipment that had just been shipped there.

But the druids didn't do anything wrong. After the fire broke out, they rescued the goblins in the fire. In fact, they just wanted to frighten these greedy dwarves, but how can I say that they want to stop the goblins? The pursuit of profits and gold coins cannot be achieved by fire alone. After this incident, the goblins of the Steam Sand Consortium began armed oil extraction. They even hired several mercenary brigades in their own mercenary market to protect themselves oil production plant.

The relationship between the two parties who once fought side by side against the insects was extremely deteriorating, and there was even an armed conflict at one point. However, the confrontation between the two sides became more and more intense, and even the Cenarion Council, which was originally neutral, was also involved. After entering, this matter alarmed the Patriarch Moyana, who came to Gadgetzan in person to discuss this matter with the board of directors of the Steam Sand Consortium. After several days of negotiations, the two sides finally reached a difficult agreement. unanimous.

The druids of the Blightcaller allow the goblins of the Steamwheedle Consortium to extract oil in Silithus, and they don't need the wealth shared by the goblins. Gold coins are meaningless to the unsullied druids.

The requirements of these barbarian druids are very simple. Every time the goblins extract oil in Silithus, they must plant 10 trees in the area designated by the druids. The types of trees are not limited, and the size is not limited. Even tossing seeds is fine, but it has to be planted every day!

And most importantly, the sewage produced by the goblin oil production plant every day cannot be directly discharged into the sea or the desert. The goblins must design a set of sewage treatment equipment by themselves.

Every morning, a team of druids will observe the actions of the goblins in the sky. Once the goblins violate the agreement between the two parties, the druids have the right to close the oil production plants of the goblins until the goblins are willing to obey the agreement again.

It stands to reason that goblin merchants would not agree to such an overlord clause, which would greatly increase their oil production costs.

But since the Blightcaller Druids don't want their money, this means that in addition to the initial investment and attention to environmental pollution, there is almost no maintenance cost for oil extraction in Silithus... In recent years, due to The Federation and the Empire have vigorously developed engineering, which has led to a rise in the price of crude oil. The Tol'vir have cooperated with the Bilgewater Consortium to make a lot of money in oil extraction in the Uldum Great Desert. The Steamwheedle Consortium has long been envious. Stimulated by huge profits, it is impossible for the goblins to give up the crude oil of Silithus.

Because according to the researchers of the goblins, the economic dividend brought by this engineering can last at least 50 years!

But the Druids of the Blightcaller are powerful. They are not the kind of opponents who can be scared off by the threat of one or two bombs. I found out... Alas, although the profit has been reduced a lot, the business is actually barely doing well!

And the business talents of these green-skinned dwarves are not in vain. They agreed to the harsh conditions of the druids of the Blightcaller, but these green-skinned scheming boys added a clause in the agreement. If other forces try to enter Xilisu If Si and the goblins compete for oil production rights, then the Blightcaller will stand by the Steamwheedle Consortium!

In other words, the persistent pursuit of these green-skinned goblins...is the monopoly business in the most profitable area!

They are even willing to plant 30 trees in Silithus every day for this!

This is the reason why these goblins, who are interested in money, are willing to work hard to plant trees here. There is only one reason that can drive the goblins to do one thing, and that is gold coins, countless gold coins.

And the actions of the druids also provided the goblins with an unexpected source of income.

This group of bastard merchants collected donations from the entire civilized world under the guise of Blightcaller Druids in the Empire, the Federation, and Pandaria. They launched a Goblin Forest business plan, calling on the people to fight for Azeroth. For every silver coin you donate, a tree will be planted in your name in Silithus by the Steamwheedle Consortium, the Pioneer of Azeroth Environmental Protection. You can go to the Goblin Forest anytime to see A miracle of nature!

The slogan of this group of goblins is Protect the environment, start with every silver coin you donate!

Uh, I have to say that the fundraising business of the goblins was very successful. Because of the name of the druid of the Blightcaller, neither the empire nor the federation officially regulated this kind of private fundraising. This made the fundraising of the goblins Almost within 2 years, it has spread to every city in the world.

In last year's full-quarter profit statement of the Steamwheedle Consortium, the funds raised from donations completely exceeded the investment of the goblins in planting trees. Seeing a new point of profit growth, the Steamwheedle Consortium is gearing up to plan to expand the Tanaris Desert, Desolate A new Goblin Forest project has begun in the land of the land and the barren land of the eastern continent.

And the Blightcaller Druids, who were accidentally blamed, were also happy to see the whole world contribute to the maintenance of Azeroth's ecology, so they pinched their noses and acquiesced to all this.

Speaking of it, this can be regarded as another successful cooperation between the two organizations after the Swarm War.

So you see, goblins sell arms, start small wars all over the world, they speculate, they stink of money, they do anything if they make money, they're rude and brutal, gay and loud , but really, they're good goblins...not hopeless.

After all, they are also members of this world civilization, if they can treat the world better while making money...

Then they are also good civilizations worthy of existence!

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Well, it's here.

Muradin Bronzebeard bid farewell to the unforgettable goblin forest. He walked all the way to the deepest part of the Silithus desert, the center. This place is truly inaccessible, even the druids None explored here.

Standing on a sand dune, Muradin can still see the Cenarion Fortress standing in the distance. Although the threat of the swarm has been eliminated, the fortress has not been abandoned, and the druids of the Cenarion Council still live There, of course, the Sentinels had withdrawn.

It is said that the faith confrontation between the Blightcaller and the Cenarion Council is quite fierce now, and both sides are trying their best to win over believers. If the Blightcaller is trying to transform the great desert, then the Cenarion Druids will naturally not lag behind.

Of course, the dispute among the druids has nothing to do with Muradin, at least not now. He stood on this active sand dune, looked left and right, and listened to the mysterious call in his heart. Down, just under the rolling quicksand.

Muradin took down the scepter of creation from behind, and held the sacred object of the original ancestor in his hand. The surging power of the Titan made him more closely connected with the ground under his feet. Holding the scepter, he walked on the sand dunes Walking, like an explorer holding a treasure hunting instrument.

Yeah, Brian deserves to do it.

Muradin made a small complaint. Indeed, Brian Bronzebeard is definitely better at finding something in the desert. The world of Xoros, led his best archaeologists to explore the origin of the civilization of the dread demon kings. It is said that they have discovered several temples in ancient times.

Moreover, the Nathrezim demons observed the origin of the stars, which is very meaningful information for Azeroth.

With these things in his mind, Muradin took a step forward, and the next moment, the seemingly normal sand dune suddenly opened a hole leading to the ground. It came so suddenly that a warrior like Muradin would Unable to react, with the exclamation of the dwarf, his whole body fell into the desert. Between the hot wind blowing, the cracks in the quicksand were also covered up without a trace in the next moment.

Muradin...

Finally embarked on his own, true destiny.