The physiological structures and ideas of different races are so different that it is really difficult to say.
McDonald sighed, put his hands on each other, and pushed Tyrande away while feeling the huge slip on his shoulders: "We can't. Ten thousand years later, you are still as beautiful as a flower, but I have become a cultural relic."
Tyrande was stunned for a moment, and his slender eyebrows soon started to tremble, which was caused by suppressing laughter.
Mount Hyjal trembled violently.
"What are you doing stupidly?"
"ha?"
"After saving the World Tree from Archimonde, you have become a member of the Guardians of Mount Hyjal by default. What nonsense are you talking about? Don't be stupid, you have a share of the water in the Well of Eternity.
!" Tyrande teased and tickled McDonald's nose with her finger.
McDonald's whole body became Spartan, and he was stunned on the spot.
Tyrande asked with a strange look on her face: "Why do you think the night elves enjoy eternal life and youth? This is the reward for the whole family to protect the World Tree forever!"
When McDonald heard this, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The immortality that mortals dream of can actually be achieved just like this.
Is it simple?
Not simple at all.
As a foreigner, the first condition for obtaining the water from the Eternal Well is to fight Archimonde's Burning Legion first and not die, but also to defeat Meng De as a prerequisite to reverse history and save the World Tree.
Think about it, for a mortal who has made such a great achievement, even Longmian Temple, which originally gave him the power of immortality, would be happy to see this ending.
I just felt weird after hearing the news.
McDonald suddenly thought of a possibility: "Wait a minute, aren't Sal and the others..."
It would be a bit difficult if even World Shaman could live forever. With Thrall's wisdom and long-term rule over the tribe, he would always find a chance to make a comeback.
Unexpectedly, the corner of Tyrande's mouth rose crazily: "It was Thrall himself who said that he would give up all the rewards for the battle on Mount Hyjal."
McDonald was embarrassed. At first, because he was afraid that the Alliance would do something evil after the war, Thrall, who had become cannon fodder, ran away with his younger brother.
If he knew that he was giving up not only the equipment but also his immortality, would he regret it and jump into the endless sea?
Tyrande had a follow-up: "Besides, even if they have this qualification, they still need to get approval."
"Approval? Who has the authority to review?"
Tyrande smiled like a flower and pointed at her dignified face with a jade-like finger: "I am the high priest of the Moon Goddess!"
Damn it!
After all, Thrall is still going to be played to death by you?
McDonald would bet fifty cents that if he put his hand into his mooncloth robe, he would definitely catch a fox tail!
Sure enough, it is impossible to be the leader of a wealthy clan for ten thousand years without some skills.
McDonald's was speechless.
"What's wrong? You and the heroes of the alliance will enjoy the benefits of immortality, but there are no additional conditions. I communicated with Longmian Temple, and the clan discussed it for a long time before deciding."
"Uh, no, I just feel sorry for Sal for a second."
"One second? Poof!" This time, it was Tyrande's turn to burst into laughter.
After asking carefully, I found out that the first to receive the immortality treatment were the heroes who participated in the direct siege of Archimonde. Then, those who defended the second formation had to go through careful discussions. Firstly, there were too many people, and secondly, there were some Lian Ai mixed in.
A guy that Xerath hasn’t completely characterized yet—a sandbox player.
Anyway, this is a good thing.
Catherine has been sent away for the time being, and the new enemy has not yet arrived, so McDonald's has returned to normalcy.
In September 2010 of the Dark Portal, McDonald made a plan to tour the entire federation.
There was no way, Ragnaros came out and caused widespread heating in many areas. The most direct impact was the food harvest failure in the Loch Modan area of Bronzebeard Dwarf and the Elwynn Forest of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
High temperatures and drought have destroyed the crops in many fields.
We can still save it next year, but there is nothing we can do now.
In this life, as the Western Wilderness has become the Western Fertile Wilds, the Kingdom of Stormwind has become one of the two major grain producing areas in the Alliance. It supports the Cursed Land Watch Castle with the power of one country. The Burning Plains Front Army of Alsace was still able to use its excess resources.
Grain is exported to other countries to exchange for foreign exchange, or to support the northern continent.
This year's war in Stranglethorn Vale and the troops in the Burning Plains have drained the kingdom of food reserves, and when Lager caused trouble, he tightened his belt and managed to survive casually.
It was similar to the Bronzebeard Dwarves. Searing Gorge didn't wipe out all their tank divisions, but wiped out all their food reserves. The Kingdom of Stormwind was barely able to protect itself, while Ironforge directly called for help.
Dwarf only has three territories. Dun Morogh is frozen all year round and has little food production. In the past, it relied on the Loch Modan area. Now with the newly developed wetlands, there are still more. When the traditional grain production area of Loch Modan is closed, Dwarf will
cried.
This time McDonald also smiled bitterly.
This means that the Stratholme Federation, as a nation, supports the Stratholme First Army on the Kalimdor continent, plus the development of Tanaris and Un'Goro Crater, and also helps save the dwarves.
, and go to Gilneas to help the poor.
Not to mention, the soldiers confronting Thoradin's Wall and the Golden Sword Port all need someone from Mai to deliver food.
Really...
It is a moment of joy to deploy martial arts all over the world.
They all asked for food and the alliance leader was miserable.
Fortunately, over the years, the food production in Andorhal Territory, Tirisfal Glades and Hillsbrad Hills has increased, otherwise McDonald would also cry.
This matter involves so much that McDonald must personally go and supervise it.
Not only food, but also oil.
Nowadays, running a boat is very enjoyable. The problem is that running a boat used to cost people, but now it costs fuel.
The loyal ship girls didn't mind 007, but McDonald finally couldn't bear it and gave them a wartime 996 and an eight-hour working day of five days a week. However, the ship girls were all lazy.
The little shallow oil in Stratholme Territory alone was not enough, so we had to develop the oil on the seabed off the northern coast of Tirisfal Glades. This was a technology that was completely beyond this era, and it had not made much progress.
Fortunately, oil fields have been discovered in Un'Goro Crater, Searing Gorge, and Stormsong Valley in Kul Tiras...
After thinking about it, McDonald's decision was of course - my life is good but my life is not!
Oil is a necessity for the development of industrialization. Until a sufficient amount of clean energy is obtained, this stuff is just a necessity.
Another factor in Germany's defeat in World War II was that local oil production was too little.
Another reason for McDonald's inspection is to personally check the situation in various places. After all, Azeroth is a typical feudal society, and there are too many disgusting things left over from history. If you are not careful, the guys below will get hot-headed and become emperors.
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It is not possible to fly quickly on a dragon. It must be passed slowly at a speed of no more than 30 kilometers per hour. Only then can the system record the conditions of everyone and objects within five kilometers of the surrounding area, make various recordings, and filter out useful information.
thing.
That's how McDonald's train trip came about.
Originally this was going to be a boring survey, but unexpectedly, on the first night on the train, McDonald was stopped in his compartment.
"Boom!"
It doesn’t take an appraisal to know that it is an exquisite two-thousand-year-old cultural relic. If it is too thick, it will be too thin, and if it is too short, it will be too thin.
The length of more than one meter is simply incredible.
This perfect cultural relic and another flower hand of the same year and the same perfect form a double team.
This is the legendary cultural relic level wall.
McDonald's whole body trembled and he lost his voice: "Queen, spare your life!"