Chapter 22: Re-Entering the Elemental Plateau

It wasn't long since they learned the Draenei language, and Garlock had no intention of training a group of translators. After the shamans understood some basic conversations, the course was almost over.

As the number of courses gradually decreased, Nergo could feel that his free time was increasing. From preparing for the next class every day at the beginning to only having one class a week now, many shamans became idle.

People can't be idle. Once they are idle, they will want to make some big news.

Nergo didn't know if this was correct, but it was just right for these shamans.

They were going to guest play adventurers, and they were short of one, so they found Nergo.

They gathered at the blacksmith shop of Wokush. As a Blackrock orc, this guy was very smart to play his strengths. He went to the Throne of Elements to use his old profession to facilitate everyone and bring himself some extra money.

When Nergo came to the blacksmith shop again this time, Wakush, who was still lying on the blanket and bored, smiled at him after seeing him.

"Everyone is waiting for you."

Amuqwa enthusiastically handed Nergo a pot of drink.

It tasted sour and sweet, as if it was juice squeezed from some fruit.

Wakush, Amuqwa, and the two bragging shamans before...

Nergo looked at them, and there were only four words in his mind: all the wise men have come.

Five shamans, no tanks, a pure team of knives, relying entirely on output to deal damage, can this dungeon still be played?

"Are you going to form a group to hunt goats?" Nergo looked at them and said lazily.

"Hunting goats? No, no, no." The shaman who had been punched by Nergo before painted his face with white paint. His name was Yolin. Although he had the same name as their chief's son, Nergo had confirmed that his surname was not Dead Eye, nor was he the son of Kilrogg. It is worth mentioning that he and the orc Darth who boasted with him were brothers, both of them were Bleeding Ring orcs in Tanaan Jungle.

Nergo looked up and asked in surprise: "Are you really going to explore?"

"Of course." Darth said: "We have planned to go to the Elemental Highlands. The fallen elemental creatures there are almost all dead, so it's just right for us to pick up some leaks."

"It's a good idea." Nergo pretended to praise sincerely. No wonder they say that Bleeding Ring orcs are mentally ill. Mental patients have broad thinking. It's rare that he can come up with such a good idea.

"Yeah, I think so too." Wokush took a sip of the drink in the cup, "I might be able to find some ores that are contaminated with their power there, the Blood Ring brothers can get some herbs, and Amukuwa needs the core of elemental creatures. We all have things we want, which prompted us to come together."

"Then why are you looking for me? I don't have what I want." Nergo said: "And I must remind you that although many elemental creatures have died, it does not mean that there are none. In fact, those who remain may be even stronger."

"Are you afraid then?" Yolin looked at Nergo provocatively. Nergo snorted coldly: "You should understand why the Wrath of Elements will kill the corrupted elements of the Elemental Highlands."

"Of course I know." Yolin changed his face again and looked at Nergo with a smile, "We have discussed it. After we come back this time, each of us will give you some things. What do you think?"

"Dass and I will configure herbal alchemy. I believe you also know Wokush's forging technology. As for Amukuwa." He said: "His tailoring skills are still pretty good."

It's really a gathering of all the wise men? Nergo was a little surprised. It turned out that they all had their own special skills.

"Is that so? That's not bad." Nergo said as he recalled that he didn't find anything good the last time he went to the Elemental Highlands. He might get something if he went with them this time.

Besides, even if he returned empty-handed, the reward they promised him would not be small. In this regard, the moral level of the orcs can still be trusted.

"Then it's settled." Yolin said with a smile, "We'll have a good rest here tonight, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

His father was right. Sure enough, the Warsong orcs couldn't stand the trick of provoking.

When Nergo saw them laughing with their arms around each other, Amuqwa suddenly came over and took his hand and walked out.

"Wakush said he wanted to light a bonfire outside for barbecue." He whispered with a smile, "He really wanted us to see his barbecue skills."

That's right, Wakush found a few sticks as firewood, then threw a fireball to ignite it, and then everyone gathered around the bonfire to enjoy themselves amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves.

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The next morning, Nergo opened his eyes and found himself lying on the grass with a brown arm beside him. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. The bonfire had gone out. The four orcs except him were lying on the grass with their legs spread out. Even Amuqwa, who was usually the most... elegant and calm, became like a drunkard, holding a big bowl in his hand on the ground.

"You guys are playing really crazy." Nergo muttered, standing up and preparing to wake them up one by one. If they were unlucky last night, they might have seen the tragedy of orcs being taken away by wild beasts when they woke up.

But thinking carefully, it seems that there is a reason why they became like this. Thinking back to last night, everyone was enjoying the mutton, but someone suddenly wanted to drink...

"Definitely not me." Nergo woke up the last orc, Wokush, who was sleeping the deepest. Even though he was awake now, he was still talking nonsense in a daze. It was obvious how much he had drunk last night. "Hey, wake up, wake up."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nergo simply brought a gust of cool wind, who knows if he will be refreshed after a while.

After a while, Wokush was still staring straight ahead, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was facing some ferocious beast.

"Are you still awake, brother?" Yolin came up and smiled coldly, "Do you want us to prepare a drink to sober you up? I guarantee you will be refreshed immediately after drinking it."

"Yeah, yeah?" Wokush turned his head immediately, "Go away, save your drink for when you mutate."

Can ordinary people drink the things of the Blood Ring Clan? It's a small matter if there are bugs in it after drinking it, but it's a big deal if you mutate yourself.

"Then are we ready to set off now?" Amuqwa asked.

Wokush took a breath and burped. Then he spoke in his loud voice, "Let's go to the Elemental Highlands!"