She transformed into a little troll girl about ten years old and stayed low-key beside the chief of the Sandblood tribe. She took the pseudonym Romi and worked as a child laborer, taking care of his daily life.
Said he was a slave.
In fact, it's just about washing clothes, tidying up the room, and occasionally preparing food.
The chief rarely went back to his room except to sleep at night. Most of the time, he was either staying in the city hall to discuss political affairs; training himself and his soldiers on the training ground; or leading troops to hunt the Demon Rex.
, clear out the restless elements around you.
As for the troll gathering place named Zutona, the speed of development in the past year has even the well-informed Chromie boss stunned.
It was precisely because of Zutona's astonishing development speed that she never left, and she never made up her mind whether to do something.
Zutona is growing too fast.
In his entire life, Chromie had never seen a gathering place or a city of any race develop at such a fast rate on Azeroth.
Just one year.
This place has developed from a refugee camp-like place to a clean and tidy place. The house numbers of the streets are arranged in an orderly manner, and the planning of the entire city is in order. Plants on the roadside of the city will glow at night and serve as street lights.
A magical plant that absorbs harmful dust in the air and acts as a cleaner.
today.
After Chromie finished cleaning the chief's room, according to regulations and conventions, she, who was only "ten years old", had to go to class.
Get out of your room.
Chromie raised his head and glanced at the center of the city, where the statue of the chief of the Sandblood Tribe was emitting a warm glow, covering the entire Zutona.
Zutona is located in the Un'Goro Crater. Because of the abundant life breath and residual Titan power, all the plants here have grown too huge. The giant trees monopolize most of the sunlight. It is gray during the day. If there is no moonlight at night,
It can be said that you can't even see the palm of your hand.
But Zutona has no shortage of light.
The statue of the chief exudes a warm light all the time, shrouding the entire town. Although everyone calls Zutona a city, it is still small after all, and its scale is probably just a town.
In the town, as soon as Chromie walked out of the street, she heard the very loud sounds of young trolls and children studying nearby. That was where she was going now.
In the place closest to the city hall, the chief's palace, the military camp and the witch doctor's temple. According to the chief's request, a large area was transformed into a school, called Tonatiu Academy.
This is Zutona's holy land of education. The chief stipulates that all trolls must work or study there.
The old trolls act as teachers inside, passing on their hunting techniques, knowledge, and knowledge to the younger trolls;
Young or adult trolls train combat skills and learn writing here. Trolls who are talented in the spiritual and spellcasting fields must stay there and be taught spells and magic by witch doctors or teachers paid by the chiefs.
Knowledge;
Underage trolls receive more systematic instruction here. Polish their bodies, sharpen their wills, learn all the knowledge they can learn, and strengthen training at the same time;
Now.
What Chromie heard was that the trolls of the Sandblood tribe were learning a brand new language and writing.
Chromie, who is only ten years old on the outside, must also go to class when she is not working. However, she is the chief's personal attendant and has certain privileges, allowing her to arrive late and leave early.
She jumped into the classroom.
The students in the classroom are not just children. According to the chief's regulations, all adult trolls who do not have jobs must also study here. The person who teaches is initially responsible for the chief himself, and later he is the one who learns this the fastest.
This legend is attributed to several witch doctors who were responsible for the creation of speech and writing by the god Loa. Because of the large number of people, learning writing here is often divided into several classes.
Just like today.
Chromie chose the class of the old witch doctor Zangar. She entered the classroom, said hello to the teacher Zangar who was in class, and then sat in her seat obediently.
In the classroom built of logs and stones, there is a blackboard on the top of the backbone. On it are written the fifty-six initial consonants and vowels established by Tonatiu. This is what the troll students read.
At this moment, Zangar raised a wooden pointer high and pointed at the blackboard. Whenever he clicked on a letter, Zangar would pronounce a loud sound, and the adult giant squatting neatly in front of the blackboard read.
The demons and troll child students followed in unison. There were about three to four hundred trolls in this huge classroom, half of which were occupied by adults and children. The crisp sound of them studying together resounded throughout the town.
Not all trolls have participated in learning. In fact, there are many trolls whose intelligence has not reached the level of learning words and languages, especially the older non-witch doctor trolls. At the moment, learning in the classroom is all about some
Young adult trolls, and most troll children.
However, the initiator of all this, Chief Tonatiu, believes that in the near future, he will be able to learn this change from Chinese, and be transformed by the power of the system to fit the original rules of Azeroth. He named it [Holy
Language] will become a powerful support for his trolls to evolve into a civilized empire.
Just like now.
As a well-informed time dragon, Chromie realized that this kind of writing and language that had never appeared before contained great power!
"It's a very magical text, a bit similar to those Pandaren square characters. But the pronunciation is completely different..."
"And I can feel that these words and languages are very similar to the languages that the dragon learned from adults, and they contain magic power..."
"Who invented this? Such writing can only be created by adults."
"Are there really two wilderness demigods who are powerful enough to create such words and languages, and powerful enough to transform an entire ethnic group just by leaking their own breath?"
"Tona and Tiu, why can't I feel their presence at all, and I have never seen them appear in all these years!"
"Tonatiu, how many secrets are hidden in his body? He can kill me with just one toe. He looks so ordinary, so why can he create something so extraordinary?"
"So many mysteries."
"Titans on top! Aman'Thul on top! Lord Nozdormu, what should I do..."
While studying hard like an ordinary troll child, Chromie was very confused inside.
