I Captivate the Player

"Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" also played the corresponding music, "I'm Not Going to Hell". The orcs danced very tacitly, obviously they had rehearsed many times.

Although, this kind of thing is very shameful, it is completely humiliating the warriors of the orc tribe.

The orcs of the Beast Tribe wanted to sternly and loudly refuse...but the new shaman gave too much food!

After performing an ax dance, the other orcs of the Black Mountain tribe were dumbfounded, and "Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" breathed a sigh of relief, finally satisfied.

He twisted and twisted and continued to move forward, and suddenly stopped in front of the most luxurious yurt, saw a row of shamans standing, and said loudly: "Oh, look, who are these? This is not the Montenegro tribe Master shamans?"

"Why is everyone so sad?"

"Why don't you just smile first?"

"I'm here to negotiate terms, not to kill people."

The old shaman sighed first, and then he really smiled first: "You were a slave from our tribe at the beginning, I didn't expect you to become a shaman now, the will of the God of Skywrath is incomprehensible. ...Come in, I just have a lot to ask you."

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes" was also taken aback. He found that the old shaman was actually more gentle than he had imagined. In fact, "scrambled eggs with tomatoes" didn't want to drive out all the orcs.

He thought about it, shrugged, and didn't pull it on purpose.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes" sat in a yurt with several Shamans of the Montenegrin tribe, and the two sides began to negotiate.

The old shaman personally brought milk wine from a special cow, and calmly handed over "scrambled eggs with tomatoes" with both hands. This kind of snow cow has thick fur, sufficient milk, and hard weird horns. It is important for every tribe. the property of.

"You are here on behalf of the Imperials... What do you guys want to do?"

"No, I only represent myself and my ally, Baron Samuel of Andochir."

"Baron Samuel..."

The old shaman thought of a guy who called himself a 'mentor' who had come before. He looked like an elf in appearance. He claimed that he wanted to avenge Samael, but he didn't know where he went now.

Perhaps that person was also sent by Samael to confuse them...

The old shaman knew the truth before he knew it. He was confused about the player's tactics before, not because he was really stupid, but because he had never been exposed to it.

"Tell me about your conditions."

"Our conditions are actually quite generous."

"Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" represented "Baron Samuel" offered various conditions that were really generous, even so rich that the orc shamans felt a little unbelievable.

Because this condition is not like a request to surrender, but more like a cooperation agreement.

The shamans had already considered the worst. If the imperials asked half of the orcs in the tribe to become slaves, they would grit their teeth and admit it.

But in fact the conditions are not so strict, no one needs to be a slave, they just need to do some work.

Chen Ye needs more labor, and he doesn't want to engage in any radical extermination, and in this way, players can also logically choose orcs as the initial race.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes" didn't think so much, he just simply completed the task.

Most of the shamans showed joyful expressions, because this kind of treatment was much better than they thought, and it could be said that it was the best treatment that the defeated in the orc history could get.

What's not to accept?

"You're not a real orc, are you?"

"Uh."

"Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" was taken aback for a moment. This guy didn't follow the routine, but actually exposed his identity. What's going on with this plot design?

"It seems that I guessed right, I am very curious about you."

The old shaman smiled lightly and said, "Then can you tell me, what are you guys?"

"We are players."

"Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" gave the answer in Orc language decisively and without pressure. He felt that it didn't matter if he said it. What if the NPC knew the truth?

And "Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" is also very curious. The NPCs in "Origin" are very intelligent. If they know that there is actually another world, and people from the other world come here to play Noah Continent as a game, they will What do you think?

Although he didn't know what would happen, he found it very interesting to think about what a well-known "little cheap" had done, so "scrambled eggs with tomatoes" simply blew his identity.

"Player? What's that?"

This is a special vocabulary that has never been heard before, which made the eyes of the old shaman brighten. He repeatedly chewed and thought in his heart, players...players...they are playing what?

I have never heard of this term before. The old shaman thought about it for a long time, but he could only shake his head.

"Then we should be on the verge of talking?"

The other shamans nodded quickly, and they looked at the old shaman with joyful faces, waiting for his final decision.

Happy to everyone!

However, the old shaman just said calmly: "Monster named 'Player', do you want to completely destroy the dignity and pride of the orc race? Humans, what benefits have they given you?"

"Once upon a time, giant dragons lived with human beings, and dragon knights terrified all races, but later humans also betrayed giant dragons, and the dragon clan left the mainland in a rage and went to the islands in the sea... History has proved that no matter what People can't believe it."

"You are helping the imperial people now, and sooner or later, the imperial people will betray you."

The old shaman continued: "I have already understood how to distinguish the real orc from the fake, but unfortunately, I understood too late, and the current Black Mountain tribe has no chance of turning the tables."

"A soldier brought back your damaged body. There is no hot blood in your body, and there is no real body. As long as you use self-injury, you can actually identify the real orc."