Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Chapter 657: Gathering the Chapters

Snapped!

As soon as Jialin finished speaking, his father slapped Jialin on the forehead with a loving hand: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by sitting on the throne for thousands of years? Do you think I am such a person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat? Or do you think I am greedy for the power of the throne?"

"That's not what I meant, Father."

Jialin pretended to rub his forehead. If he didn't react at all, it would be disrespectful to his old father.

"Then what do you mean? Humans are not immortal like the high elves. Even if a few individuals can live forever, it will not change the overall human society. I don't want to be like that old elf Anasterian, who ascended the throne when Emperor Thoradin was in power, and is still on the throne after dozens of generations of the Trollbane family! Your high elf friend has been a prince for hundreds of years!"

After listening to this, Garin was a little puzzled. What did his old father mean? Why did he bring it up with the high elves?

All elves have a lifespan of thousands of years. So being a prince for hundreds of years is just like me being a prince for more than ten years now, right?

"So, father, what do you mean?"

"Humph! Varian has been married for seven years! His queen is already pregnant, and the prince of Stormwind Kingdom will be born this year. What about you?"

Solas had a look of disappointment on his face. This time he didn't slap Garin, but slapped the table so hard that the wine glasses on it bounced up.

It turns out that you have been waiting for me here after walking around for so long.

This really shows the pity for all parents in the world. I have become a god, but my father is still urging me to get married!

It seems like after urging marriage, the next step is to urge childbirth?

Since his son didn't want to ascend the throne, he set his sights on the third generation?

Father, that's enough for you!

"Father, after this trip to Lordaeron, I will go north to the High Elf Kingdom and ask the patriarch of the Windrunner family for a marriage alliance and marry the two Windrunner ladies!"

"What! Two of you!"

The old father, who was looking forward to his daughter-in-law, was suddenly shocked. "It's not impossible, but I'm afraid the mistress of the Wind Walker family will skin you alive."

"Ahaha, Father, which side are you on!"

"I'm on your side. Of course I'd like you to abduct two legendary high elves and bring them back to be the Crown Princess, but..."

Solas patted Garin on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully.

Of course, Garin knew that this was a bit difficult. Garin didn't care about the noble rules of the human side. He could change them at any time. However, the thought of marrying two daughters of other people's families at once was really a bit shocking.

Garen rested in Stromgarde for a few more days, waiting for the population of the Heart of Origin to grow.

On the day he returned, he made a rough count and found that the population of his human base had exceeded six million, while the number of night elves trained by the Ancient of War and the Ancient of Lore was close to four million. The total of the two was close to ten million.

As long as it exceeds 10 million, Garin's Heart of Origin will be able to unlock the conditions for upgrading, and then upgrade from a level 4 royal city to a level 5 imperial capital!

Among Garin's six million humans, there are 3.66 million farmers, 2.13 million low-level soldiers, 80,000 mid-level wizards, 70,000 priests, 88,000 high-level knights, 50,000 griffin knights, and 2,000 paladins.

The rest include more than 200,000 elves, 3,000 orc raiders, and 1,000 wind knights.

The population of the night elf base in Kalimdor was less than four million. Originally, there was ten thousand years to train more people. However, more than a thousand years ago, the entire Un'Goro Crater was filled with night elf archers, huntresses, and druids, plus a small number of deer and giants. Even more than 100,000 people were diverted to Eldre'Thalas during ten thousand years.

To the east of the ring mountain is the Caverns of Time, the lair of the bronze dragons, and to the west is the night elf outpost arranged by Tyrande. Smygos was also distracted by the affairs of the Bluewing Habitat and the War of the Quicksands, and was unable to find a new place to build a base to divert the population, so he stopped the training sequence of the two ancient trees.

"Ding! The population has exceeded 10 million, unlocking the upgrade sequence for the fifth-level imperial capital!"

Upgrade to Imperial City:

demand:

Unit Gold

Unit Wood

Upgrade time: 1080 hours

"Should it be upgraded to a Level 5 Imperial Capital?"

"Yes!"

The resources for this upgrade are several times more than those for the castle and the royal city, but Jialin can still afford it with a little money, that is, these 1080 hours...

This will take one and a half months!

So long!

This is too tormenting!

Some waited.

In the next few days, envoys from various countries arrived in Stromgarde one after another. There was a Kul Tiras envoy who came from the sea, led by their king Daelin Proudmoore himself, and Galen's good friend Drake Proudmoore also came.

The envoys from Stormwind Kingdom and the envoys from dwarves and gnomes came together on the subway. This underground tunnel connecting several countries was completed in the ninth year of the Dark Portal.

Sir Lothar and Varian went to Lordaeron on behalf of Stormwind, and in the twelfth year after the Dark Portal, the dwarves reunited the Three Hammers and established the Council of Three Hammers, which jointly ruled the Bronzebeard dwarves of Ironforge, the Dark Iron dwarves of Shadowforge, and the Wildhammer dwarves of Aerie Mountain.

All this is thanks to the contemporary king of the Dark Iron Dwarves, who married the Bronzebeard Dwarf princess Moira and gave birth to a prince with the blood of the two races.

The subway entrance of Stromgarde is just south of the new city, across the Faldir Mountains, and close to the dock of Stromgarde.

A burly but gray-haired Mediterranean old man with an old face walked out first with a handsome young man.

"Brother Jialin! Long time no see!" The handsome young man greeted Jialin immediately upon seeing him.

"You are... Ha! Varian!" Garin looked closely and saw the black hair tied into a sky-high braid and the familiar facial features. Garin recognized the young man.

The two have not seen each other for ten years, ever since the orcs were defeated, the Alliance recovered the lost territory of Stormwind Kingdom and rebuilt Stormwind City.

Galen was born thirteen years before the Dark Portal, and Varian was born ten years before the Dark Portal. Galen is now twenty-eight years old, and Varian is twenty-five years old. They are married and are about to become a father.

"Ha, look who this is, Galen, you seem to have grown taller!" Brothers Brian Bronzebeard and Muradin Bronzebeard walked out from behind Lothar and Varian.

Also accompanying him were Gimli and Kurland, who were traveling to Lordaeron on behalf of the dwarven Council of Three Hammers.

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