Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 2 The First Day

On the corner of Seventh Street in Manhattan, New York, a hotel suddenly appeared.

Even the oldest house cannot match the ruggedness and retro style of this hotel: the pillars are made up of more than a dozen large wooden pillars that have not even bothered to peel off their bark, and they are made up of canvas that is so old that the original color cannot be seen and wooden boards that are nailed crookedly.

There are drafty walls everywhere, and a wine bottle is painted on the signboard at the door - this kind of sign can only be seen in those medieval ports in Northern Europe.

This place was originally a vacant land, but suddenly a very distinctive hotel "grew up", but the surrounding residents seemed to have long been accustomed to it, as if this hotel had existed here for many years.

Even though this store doesn't even have a name, they all know it's called Mulgore.

"Is this time travel?"

"Or maybe I am the son of the newly chosen plane by the will of the universe?"

It's already twelve o'clock at noon, but the new hotel owner hasn't opened the door yet.

In his room, he flipped through the American citizen passport, Social Security card and land ownership certificate on the table, especially his name, which he read very carefully, repeating in a low voice: "I was born in Manhattan, New York...

…Kavus Bloodhoof (Bloodhoof Bradford)!”

He swept the documents into the drawer and turned his attention to the mirror in the room.

As the leader of the tribal clan, the shaman is the servant of the elements and the guide of the soul. He plays an immeasurable role in the battlefield by summoning the four totems. This is also the enhancement shaman's specialty...

"The inn in Bloodhoof Village has a basement? Why have I never seen it before?"

And the Tauren Shaman "Cauus" is just a trumpet he uses to make mischief - standing side by side with the real innkeeper Kaus, fooling careless players or newbies.

So this second-hand house salesman, who didn't even deserve his own name, was thrown into a completely unfamiliar world together with the Mulgore Hotel.

"Why should I use this shaman number? Is it because my Tauren Druid is not strong enough? Or is the Blood Elf Mage not handsome? Even an Undead Assassin, Troll Hunter, or Panda Monk will do..."

"Fuck!"

"Why do shamans need to learn such terrible things?"

Having been poisoned by "Xianjian XX", "Xuanyuan XX", "Jin Yong XX" and "XX Love" for many years, Kausi checked very carefully.

The hall on the first floor lost a group of idle tauren, and there was a thick wooden counter against the wall, which was filled with low-quality drinks and food. From "cool spring water" and "iced milk" to "morning dew wine", as well as from Da

Laran, dwarven, Alterac and other various flavored breads and cheeses - these are the products that should usually be sold in Mulgore hotels.

"What's this?"

However, in that book "The Power of Totem", the titles of the catalog are: "General Theory of Totem Function", "Skillful Use of Solid Geometry to Make Totems", "Totems and Circles"...

"Will you go blind?"

2. Meditate or lie down!

The basement is not small. The four walls are covered with tall bookcases, which are filled with various paper books of different thicknesses.

After being depressed for a while, he regained his energy and prepared to search the entire hotel to see if there was anything that could make him stronger.

The "Sacred Book of Concentration", "Sacred Pact of Physique" and "Sacred Pact of Tenacity" in the bookcase on the right...well, these are secret books about attribute improvement.

The familiar background music "Elders'-Hearth" slowly sounded, and the real five-foot-long bull's head of Cowus, the owner of the Bloodhoof Village inn, appeared on the screen.

As soon as he opened the catalog and saw the contents clearly by the firelight, Cauvus screamed strangely and threw the book far away.

It is roughly the same as the Mulgore Inn in Bloodhoof Village in my memory. The difference is that it has an extra second floor and its own bedroom, for a total of six rooms.

"Maybe I just had a hallucination and saw something wrong!"

The main event is here!

In the largest bookcase directly in front, there are books such as "Book of Witchcraft: Predatory Dragon", "Slate Rubbing: Power of the Earth", "Slate Rubbing: The Elegance of the Wind", "All Things Are Balanced", "Dialogue with the Soul" and so on.

The book covers all aspects of the three shamanic systems of enhancement, elemental and healing.

Full of admiration for the pioneers, he placed the burning wooden chair on the ground to form a small fire. Then he tentatively pulled out a copy of "The Power of Totem".

Mr. Shaman raised his head and tried his best not to let his tears of joy and regret fall.

Full of doubts, Kaus found the shabbiest wooden chair, lit it in the brazier in the hotel lobby, used it as a temporary torch, and carried it into the basement.

In addition, he also found a secret door on the floor of a cubicle.

As an innkeeper, making drinks and food by hand should be a necessary skill. Unfortunately, apart from these inventories, Kaus does not have any professional manufacturing capabilities now.

Although it is just a broken wooden board that creaks and rots, it is still a door.

The last player to play is the level 1 tauren shaman trumpet - "Kauus".

"Okay, even if I only have the Lightning Bolt skill, at least I still..."

"Yes! I must be hallucinating. I feel sick and want to vomit now..."

In fact, Kausu's eyesight is very good, and he did not misread any Azeroth text.

Half an hour later, he sighed softly.

Now, retribution has come!

What can a level 1 shaman do?

1,BIUBIUBIU……

Unlike the Mulgore Hotel, which was originally open to air from all sides, even at three or four o'clock in the morning, one could bravely rush in on a Kodo beast and have an unimpeded journey.

Even though he has been AFK for a long time, the other characters under his account are at least fully leveled in Legion.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​ancient books, Kausu suddenly felt a sense of loss.

He quickly touched all over his body, and even opened his eyelids in front of the mirror and took a closer look at his eyes to see if there was a system that could be projected on the retina. As for the five hearts pointing to the sky, meditating, and shouting, "Grandpa, help me."

", shouting "The master of the system will show up soon"...and a series of standard awakening postures of the golden finger of the time traveler, I have tried everything that should be tried, except for making my legs almost cramp, it has no effect.

!

From excitement to depression, Kausz got up with a sad look on his face.

The long-term social life made him almost forget that he was once a member of the Million Lords. It was not until the eve of the 124 Incident that he hurriedly opened the client that had not been updated for a long time and logged in all the characters under his account in turn.

Check them out and take screenshots of them one by one.

The most satisfying thing is that this hotel has a door!

A young blond man is reflected in the mirror. His 190cm tall figure does not appear to be thin, and his muscles are not very developed, but they can be considered to have clear lines. His fair face, handsome and three-dimensional facial features, especially the deep sky blue pupils, are enough.

Countless girls are trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

"I'm so stupid! Really..."

"Where's the experience bar? Where's the equipment bar? Where's the talent page? My spellcasting icon can't be found either..."

The next moment, Kaus suddenly panicked.

On the left are "Introduction to Mining", "Advanced Smelting Tutorial", "Secret Scroll of Burning Jewels", "Skinning Guide", "Design: Silver Scale Breastplate", "Recipe: Farmhouse"... No need to ask, these are all professionals in "that world"

Discussion of skills and related recipes.

Behind the stairs are displayed "National Geographic of Azeroth", "Illustrated Encyclopedia", "History of Feralas", "Research on Ancient Vrykul Culture", etc., focusing on introducing the customs and related materials of "that world".

"Sure enough, there is no shortcut to success? A good shaman is actually not as simple as beating a few monsters to upgrade a few levels, but going through countless studies and practices!"

Although he dislikes that he does not have black hair and black eyes, overall, Mr. Cous Bradford is still basically satisfied with his current appearance, "almost as handsome as I was before!"

"Disconnected from server..."

Kausi was in a daze for a long time before he mustered up the courage to pick up another copy of "Dialogue with the Soul".

"The transmission of information between neuron synapses can be summarized in the properties and changes of microscopic particles. Professor Nesario, a famous scientist, academician of the Dragon Academy of Sciences, and leader of biotechnology, once wrote in the article "The Soul is Entangled in the Bones"

This is discussed in detail..."

The pages of the book were not turned for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, a crystal teardrop suddenly fell on the book. The young newborn shaman covered his face and cried like a 264-month-old baby.

(End of chapter)