Azeroth Hoag Biography

Fuslag has completely forgotten how he returned to his factory from the coyote demigod. In this afternoon, he experienced the process of shattering his three views and then recasting them again. Obviously, all this has It made him physically and mentally exhausted, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in front of his workbench in a daze, with the already cold dinner in front of him, and Benzi was lying in a corner of the factory shouting. To sleep, Fuslag quickly stepped forward and pushed Banzai awake, who was sleeping heartlessly with his head in his arms.

"Our recruitment strategy needs to be adjusted. Those goblin engineers who can work alone are obviously unlikely to become our partners. After all, the most we can offer is an increase in salary levels and benefits, but For these goblin engineers who are already successful in their careers, this condition is actually not very attractive. After all, these engineers are asked to abandon their current stable jobs, and then drag their families with them to start a business in a place where no one knows, and with To maintain the current work and life status quo stably, between these two options, it is obvious that any gnome with a right mind knows how to choose." After waking up Benzi, Fuslag did not care about the sleepy Benzi. Whether he was listening to himself or not, he said all the things that were on his mind.

"Of course you don't know it's three o'clock in the morning, right? And what do you think I was doing when you were chatting with the coyote demigod?" Banzai was obviously in a very bad mood after being woken up. It angrily pushed Fuslag aside, who was giving orders, and then slapped a small stack of neat manuscripts placed in the corner of the workbench in front of Fuslag.

On it, the chat content between Coyote Demigod and Forslag was neatly recorded. Obviously, this is the job of Benzi who was listening in the whole process. However, recording the conversation requires fast writing. For Coyote's clumsy big body, Claws are obviously not an easy job, but Benzi still uses his paws to record everything he heard in the afternoon on paper.

"As for the recruitment of engineering apprentices, I have already notified the Jackals in Gadgetzan after I came back in the afternoon. The new recruitment notice must have been posted now!" What Fuslag could see, Ben Of course Banzai had noticed it a long time ago, so when Forslag was still in chaos, Banzai had already notified the jackals in Gadgetzan to let them adjust their recruitment strategy.

In fact, Banzai did more than just this. He also took out Sherlock who was being held in the guard team according to the order of the coyote demigod. According to Fuslag, this goblin profiteer was obviously a A pretty good engineer, so the coyote demigod had some ideas about the knowledge in the brain of this goblin profiteer. It came up with a good idea to extract the memory about engineering from the brain of this goblin, and then implanted it into In the brains of those jackal engineering apprentices, wouldn't this be enough to mass-produce engineering apprentices?As for the outcome of the unlucky Sherlock, the hyena demigod didn't care.

"If you ask me, everything should be done step by step, and at this time you should take a good rest and get a good sleep before you can face the busier work tomorrow." See Fuslag His expression had calmed down, and Banzai gave advice to this impatient goblin.

"Maybe you're right, but I'm so excited right now that I don't have any sleepiness at all." Although Fuslag didn't have much sleepiness due to being overly excited, the goblin's stomach was already growling. He began to scream and protest. Obviously, the excitement could not let Fuslag ignore the normal physiological reaction, so Fuslag's old face turned red: "Okay! I think we should eat something first."

"By the way, the coyote demigod asked me to tell you that he will take away your apprentices for a while." Looking at Fuslag's back holding dinner, Banzai suddenly remembered something and said to said the goblin.

"What is it taking my apprentice to do?" Forslag, who was taking out the already cold dinner one by one by the furnace and reheating it, asked without looking back.

"It didn't say what it was going to do, but it just said that when your apprentice comes back, there will be a big surprise waiting for you!" Banzai was mysterious and obviously deliberately whetted Fuslag's appetite.

"What's the surprise? Could it be that the coyote demigod can make my stupid apprentices smarter?" Fuslag responded nonchalantly. He had already given up on his apprentices. Hope, but because these jackals were relatively strong and willing to endure hardship, they accepted them as apprentices, but in fact Fuslag had always used them as small laborers.

"I believe in the coyote demigod. He has never disappointed anyone, so since he said there will be surprises, there will definitely be surprises!" Seeing Fuslag's unconcerned look, Banzai was not angry at all. It just smiled, then turned and left. Now that Fuslag has returned to normal, it does not need to continue to look at this goblin. As a coyote who wears many hats and is busy as a dog, it still has many important things. There is a lot of work to be done, but fortunately the coyote is very strong and will not die suddenly due to lack of sleep.

Not to mention Banzai who is being crazily squeezed by various jobs, on the other side of the Endless Sea, in the former territory of the Kingdom of Stormwind, in the Elwynn Forest, there is a rough fortress city with a strong orc architectural style, where orc peons are working. Built bit by bit with hard work, this is the orcs' forward fortress in Azeroth - Sid's Death. Obviously, the name is to commemorate the unlucky Dragonmaw clan and their leader Zulu Xi. Virtue.

In the battle hall in the center of Cid's Death Fortress, the orc warchief Orgrim was receiving Garona who had returned from Redridge Mountain. To be honest, Orgrim didn't have much favorable impression of Garona. In the eyes of the warchief, the mere existence of this hybrid represented an unbearable history. How did the orcs repay the draenei who had helped them thrive in the wilderness? But Orgrim also knew very well that García Lorna did not owe anything to the tribe. On the contrary, the tribe had been taking advantage of this mixed-blood compatriot, first Gul'dan, and then Orgrim. The tribe did not do a good job in treating Garona, a hard-working and accomplished Rogue. unfair.