My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

Leah Blackzhen quickly identified our current location from the sketch I drew.

Curiosity drove her to browse the rest of the sketch.

"Don't look at my sketch yet. I'm going to ask a series of questions. Please answer them with yes or no at the first try."

Liya Heizhen sneered and covered her lips with her left hand.

"How old are you and still playing quick quiz games?"

If the person asking the question cannot remain serious, the guiding role played by the question will be greatly reduced.

He asked the first question with a serious look.

"Do you have any experience in command?"

"Yes"

Despite her previous playful smile, Liya Heizhen now stood up straight and answered my questions quickly.

"In a war of attrition, as a commander you want well-trained reserve troops?"

"Yes"

"Your mid-level officers and your staff recommend some talents to you almost at the same time. Will you pay too much attention to others?"

"no"

At this point in the Q&A, Leah Blackjewel understood the purpose of Countess Liadrin sending her and me out of Silvermoon City for an adventure.

"Please allow me to say just one thing. You and I have won the special attention of Garrosh, the Great Chieftain of the Horde. Other people in Silvermoon City are relatively free from the control of Garrosh, the Great Chieftain of the Horde."

Although I understand one of the meanings, I still want to ask a question.

"If you have a weapon that is controllable and has great destructive power, will you attack your opponent before he has complete information about it?"

"Yes"

In order to avoid being exposed in front of Eitrigg, I decided to use words to reveal to Leah Blackjean what was going to happen.

"When two armies are at war, would you allow the other side to completely control a neutral area?"

"no"

"Suppose you have a disposable weapon of mass destruction. Would you use it as a smokescreen to cover up your true strategic intentions?"

"Yes"

I drew the soon-to-be-discovered continent of Pandaria between the two continents.

In connection with my previous question, Leah Heizhen asked a key question.

"Is this Pandaria continent a neutral area?"

I marked the continent of Pandaria as neutral.

"Garrosh, the Horde warchief, will use a disposable weapon of mass destruction as bait."

Leah Blackzhen snatched the pen from my hand.

She circled several strategic locations with a pen.

"These are the places that would be possible targets for a one-time weapon of mass destruction."

"So, Liya Blackjean, which place do you think is most likely to be hit by a one-time weapon of mass destruction?"

Combining the common sense of the Shankoushan game world that I gave her in the magic barrier, she pointed out Theramore.

"Why do you think Theramore would be hit by a one-shot weapon of mass destruction?"

"On the western continent of Kalimdor, the power of the Horde is greater than that of the Alliance."

I nodded to signal Leah Heizhen to continue.

"Although the Alliance has actual control over the Horde, especially the north and south sides of Durotar, Theramore in the south is too weak."

A fork is struck above the word "Theramore" on the sketch.

"This Theramore is a piece of meat on the lips of the Horde."

I handed the tribe's latest battle report to Leah Blackzhen.

Leah Blackzhen took the latest battle report from the tribe and read it carefully.

She also looked at the sketches I drew from time to time.

"The latest war report from the Horde said that the tauren camp closest to Theramore was suddenly attacked by the Alliance."

I darkened a Horde camp next to Theramore in the sketch.

"After investigation, no one survived the sudden attack on the Tauren camp by the Alliance."

After taking back the tribe's latest battle report, I rolled up my sketch.

"If I were Garrosh, Warchief of the Horde, I would destroy Theramore with a single-use weapon of mass destruction."

Liya Heizhen looked around and confirmed that there was no one else around before continuing.

"While the Alliance was paying attention to Theramore, I, as the chieftain of the Horde, sent my elite troops to completely occupy the neutral continent of Pandaria."

“Good idea,” I commented. “I have a better idea.”

“What’s a better way?”

"I cannot tell you yet. Once we reach Durondar, the other orc will be more eager to know my thoughts."

Seeing that I was keeping her in suspense, Leah Blackjean did not take the initiative to talk to me during the rest of the journey to Durondal.

Seeing the Durotar that was being rebuilt, Leah Blackzhen couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"This is a building that suits my taste." Liya Heizhen pointed to the slightly shabby tent and said, "Those rubbish should be eliminated."

In order to prevent those who liked the original style of Durondar from hearing Leah Blackjean's careless remarks, I quickly blocked her mouth.

“It seems that the new Durondar is very popular among young people.”

An old orc came up from behind Leah Blackzhen and me.

"No, no, I am young. I still love the original Durotar."

"It's hilarious that an undead dares to call himself a young man."

It turned out to be Mr. Itrig, the elder of the tribe.

"Excuse me, Mr. Eitrigg, how did you find us?"

Eitrigg gave a wry smile and replied, "You two stand out."

"In the eyes of orcs, blood elves and undead are not in line with orc aesthetics?"

Eitrigg waved his hand in denial, motioning for us to follow him. "No, each race in the tribe has its own aesthetic, but there is no distinction between high and low."

I took Leah Blackjewel's hand and quickly chased after Eitrigg.

"The weather in Durotar is bad today, with strong winds and thunderstorms. Many blood elves and undead ran to the crossroads to buy umbrellas."

Liya Heizhen looked up at the blazing sun and retorted, "Nonsense, it's a sunny day here."

After sighing, I whispered to Leah Black-Jane, "Mr. Eitrigg compared the current xenophobic political situation in Durodar to severe weather with strong winds and heavy rain."

Realizing that she had spoken out of turn, Leah Heizhen remained silent.

After entering a hotel, Eitrig took us into a private room.

After closing the door, I asked bluntly, "Has Warchief Garrosh of the Horde recently planned to destroy Theramore with the Focusing Iris?"

"I didn't expect that the undead priest who has been hiding in Silvermoon City would be so well-informed." Eitrigg took out a detailed map from his arms.

"No, Master Eitrigg. I believe it will take more than a map to stop the madness of Warchief Garrosh."

I took out the crystal grit of the Red Dragon Orb from my backpack.

Seeing the crystal grit of the Red Dragon Orb in my hand, Eitrigg understood what I was trying to do. "You mean you need a recommendation from the tribe's think tank?"