Chen Stormstout was grilling the fish, while Prell was cooking the fish soup. When the pandaren distributed the grilled fish, Prell pretended to serve the fish soup and watched others eat it first.
Lestalen was a foodie. She took the grilled fish handed over by Chen Stormstout with a smile. She blew on it and couldn't wait to take a bite. Then her eyes became crescent moons: "It tastes so good!"
Prell stirred the fish soup with a spoon. When he saw that the others were eating grilled fish, he laughed and said, "Ah ha, there's going to be a show!" Chen Stormstout looked at him doubtfully, so
Prior told him again.
The Pandaren became even more confused: "Is this fish poisonous and cannot be eaten?" Prell shook his head: "Don't worry, this fish is a specialty of Sweetwater Oasis. It is called mutant fish. After eating it, your body will notice some interesting changes.
"
Before he finished speaking, a puff of white smoke came out of Lestalen's body, which frightened the snack foodie and screamed: "Ah, what's wrong with me?"
A puff of white smoke enveloped her whole body. When the white smoke dissipated, everyone except Prell was stunned. Lestalen actually turned into a white-skinned heifer with two curved black horns.
It has a light-colored tail that sways back and forth.
Of course, she is a tauren that is several sizes smaller. Prell clapped his hands and laughed: "I forgot to tell you that eating mutant fish will transform into other races. But don't worry, it won't be long."
It will disappear!”
Lestalen was so frightened that she threw away the grilled fish in her hand, and Prell quickly reached out to catch it. Everyone was still sighing at the magic of nature, and white smoke was rising from Belga's body, followed by Snoo and Chen. Stormstout
It was also shrouded in white smoke.
Belgar turned into a black wild boar man with a huge pig head. Judging from the mane on his back, he was still from the Steelmane clan. Snu turned into a low goblin with light gray skin. He lowered his head to look.
He held his arms and legs, feeling a little unhappy.
When they looked at Chen Stormstout again, everyone couldn't help laughing this time. A male night elf with long black hair and a big beard appeared in front of everyone, but he had a relationship with the elves.
A big belly that completely contradicts her slender body.
Chen Stormstout looked at his changed self carefully, laughed loudly, and asked Prell: "Then what race have I become?"
Prell explained to him, and the Pandaren nodded: "Wow, if my belly were smaller, I would look more like it!" He pointed at Prell with a laugh: "You are really a
Little slippery, you just want to see our jokes, so you didn’t eat the grilled fish, right?"
Prell said: "Don't worry, I have seen a good show, and you will watch my performance next!" He took a big bite of the grilled fish. When the white smoke dissipated, Prell turned into a bald head.
A human male with dark skin and a goatee beard.
The mutant fish does not change the height of the eater, so Prell is the same as Lestalen, except that Lestalen is a mini minotaur, and he looks like an adult human with dwarfism.
The Pandaren smiled even more happily. He lay down on the ground with his round belly in his hands and kicked up his legs. Lestalen touched his horns curiously. He seemed to have an illusory and illusory sense of reality, but when he saw that the others did not
He didn't care, so he relaxed and jumped around Prell.
She took her grilled fish from Player's hand and ate it hungrily. Only then did Player notice that it was time to teach this little girl some etiquette when eating. She probably followed Player and his group.
Affected by the kobolds, he doesn't pay any attention to his personal image when eating.
After finishing one grilled fish, Lestalen couldn't wait to take the second grilled fish handed over by the Pandaren. She felt that the Pandaren's cooking skills were really amazing!
Just as she was about to take a second bite of the second grilled fish, Lestalen's whole body was once again shrouded in white smoke, and then she transformed again, turning into a woman with long light golden hair and long golden hair sticking out of her forehead.
The elf with slender eyebrows, silver-white eyes, more pointed ears, and light white skin is different from when she turned into a tauren just now. Lestalen's wings have shrunk by a large circle, but they still remain behind her back.
Lestalen flapped her mini wings curiously and looked at Prell curiously. The same was true for others, who didn't know which race she had become.
Prell was also extremely surprised, because Lestalen actually turned into a high elf, which was slightly different from the Syndra high elf scattered in Dire Maul of Feralas in his memory, but more like the blood elf he was familiar with.
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So Prell explained a little bit. In fact, he didn't know much about the major branches of elves. What he was more curious about was that Lestalen's wings had not disappeared. He thought that maybe the harpies were spreading their ancestors.
They are high-level elves who were cursed by Elf Queen Azshara, so there may be some connection.
The next lunch turned into a transformation meeting. They realized that each mutant fish seemed to bring different transformation effects, so a group of people tasted all the fish, and the panda people couldn't stop being excited.
While the fish was grilling, Snu didn't care about eating. He took Belga to the lake and caught seven or eight fish.
Almost all the existing intelligent races in the world of Azeroth were eaten by them, including the ogres and orcs who invaded the world, as well as the female Draenei who transformed from Lestalen again.
This made Prell a little confused. He couldn't remember when the draenei came to the world of Azeroth, but judging from the transformation effect of the mutated fish, the draenei should have appeared.
Then another furbolg appeared, this time it was eaten by Snu. The pandaren stared at this miniature furbolg in confusion for a long time. After listening to Prell's introduction, he suddenly became interested and prepared to go.
He traveled to places like Ashenvale because he felt that his race might have some inexplicable connection with furbolgs.
The carnival ended after all the grilled fish took a bite. On several people, the transformation effect of the same race had appeared. Everyone was exhausted from eating and gasping for breath from laughing for too long.
, lying on the ground without any image, waiting to eat.
Just as Prell said, after almost half an hour, the transformation effect ended, and the group of people changed back to their original forms. Prell heated the cold fish soup that had been distributed, and then reheated it.
distribution.
He forgot one thing, the fish soup was also cooked with mutated fish, so the person who drank the soup began to transform again. This time Belga turned into a small, dry panda, and Chen Stormstout
Then it turned into a huge kobold with a big belly. The strong contrast made a group of people laugh even more joyfully.
Everyone was reluctant to waste the remaining grilled fish that had not yet been eaten, but only took a bite, so they kept eating the grilled fish throughout the afternoon and into the evening, and then laughed stupidly to see the transformation effect.
, play a hundred times without getting bored.
It was not until noon the next day, after hunting a drinking gazelle, that Prell and his party left the Sweetwater Oasis happily and continued to head northwest.
During this trip, Prell took his friends to almost half of the Barrens. Although he barely reached level 22, Prell felt that he had gained a lot from being able to get to know Chen. Stormstout, a panda.
rich.
So he was preparing to return to the Apalaye camp. The first short rainy season of this year was about to end. The various races in the Barrens had made sufficient food preparations. Perhaps after the dry season came again, the centaurs would take advantage of the weather.
It was so hot that they launched another attack on the tauren.
After explaining it to the pandaren, Chen Stormstout readily agreed. He felt that he had gained rare happiness from Prell in the long, lonely and boring journey, and decided to help a group of kobold friends, the tauren.
Just before noon on the third day after they left the Sweetwater Oasis, Chen Stormstout once again relied on the extremely powerful far-sightedness of the pandaren to discover the situation, and Prell also saw it through the map system.
Under a large low tree near the foot of the mountain, a group of prairie lions were attacking a small convoy of singletons. A carriage fell to the ground. The big horse pulling the cart had been attacked by the prairie lions and fell into a pool of blood.
Among them, another carriage had its load unloaded, and the black horse whose front legs were tied by the horse rope was neighing in terror.
The two green goblins leaned against the big tree, holding up their muskets, and kept shooting, cursing loudly while shooting. Chen Stormstout glanced at Prell: "Do you want to help them? I think they need our help.
help!"
Prell squinted his eyes for a while and nodded: "Then let's help them!" Chen Stormstout gave a loud drink, jumped out of the bushes where he was hiding in the distance, and rolled towards them.
Towards the prairie lions.
The two green-skinned goblins were startled, and one of them shouted: "Ah, why are there so many monsters!" Apparently he thought the pandaren were some kind of monster. When Prell rushed out with his friends,
The yelling goblin began to tremble.
"There are kobolds and harpies, brother, we are doomed!" He held up the musket, tremblingly, and raised it upside down, aiming at his head: "We are going to die! I would rather let the lion eat me!"
Prell shouted: "Hey, greenskins, don't panic, we are here to save you!" From the bottom of his heart, he felt that whether the goblins were alive or dead had nothing to do with him, but Chen Stormstout was kind-hearted.
, and he didn't want to be too ruthless in front of the panda he had deliberately befriended.
The goblin brother immediately shouted: "Cheer up, we can't die yet!" He raised his musket and fired a shot at a lion approaching them. Probably because he was too nervous, the shot had no effect.
The accurate shot, the loud noise and the white smoke coming out of the muzzle made him cough and scared the lion back.
Chen Stormstout was powerful, and Prell's small team cooperated skillfully, so the group of about seven or eight prairie lions was quickly eliminated, and the remaining lions fled in a hurry.