Orc Tyrant

"The committee has thoroughly studied your report, and our opinion on Oak's threat is consistent with yours."

At the top of the tower of the Arcane Academy, Greenus gently put the report in his hand on the table. Opposite him is Bourbon wearing a broken mask. Many people persuaded him to replace it with a new one, but he just reported. Take silence.

"But... academic freedom and freedom of choice are the principles of the Arcane Association. We cannot interfere with the decisions of other Arcanists, let alone force them to join the army."

"Not forcing, but for calling."

A hoarse voice came from under the mask, as unpleasant as sawn wood.

"They will come again, and they will be bigger. We can't just stand by."

"There are already thirty-five arcanists in the Arcane Hall of the Military Affairs Department."

"Now, there are only thirty-four left."

Greenus sighed, perhaps for his stubbornness, perhaps for his compatriots who died in the line of duty.

He pushed aside the chair and stood up, walked to the bookshelf to the side, pulled out a leather booklet from it, and then came to Bourbon and opened it slowly.

"This is the number of students enrolled this year."

Bourbon looked down his dry hands and saw a number, 61.

"Do you remember how much your class was?"

Bourbon was silent for a while before answering this question with difficulty:

"103."

"Yes, you are the first batch of students after I took over."

Greenus closed the booklet and walked slowly to the window, looking down at the somewhat empty college.

"Medical sciences are advancing, and people's life spans will be longer and longer. How many people will remain in the future..."

Bourbon let out a deep breath between his teeth. He knew that Dean Greenus was telling the truth, but Senior Ron’s sacrifice made him hard to let go. Whenever he fell asleep at night, Oak’s horrible howl It will still echo in his mind from time to time.

"I understand. I respect the opinions of the committee, but I will still perform my duties."

After speaking, he stepped back and bowed deeply at Greenus.

"Goodbye, mentor."

Looking at the opponent's back disappearing outside the door, Greenus' eyes were extremely regretful, and at this time a bookshelf suddenly opened, and a serious-looking Kurin walked out of it.

"He is too enthusiastic about this decadent empire."

"No, he is full of enthusiasm for the entire mankind. His sense of mission surprised me. I seem to have never really understood my students."

"But he may become an alternative."

"I originally wanted to be his introducer and recommended for the group meeting. He is a very talented young man."

"He is not suitable."

The dean of the Arcane Academy sighed and did not continue the topic, but went to the back of the desk, opened the drawer, took out a thin stack of paper from the inside, and handed it to the opposite Kulin.

The other party took a look and frowned instantly.

"Evaluated as an S-level dangerous object? It's too exaggerated, is it more than those in Hanan..."

"I believe in the judgment of the Xueya Observation Team. Henry is a prudent person. Since he wrote this, he has his own basis. You can look at it later."

The other party turned the page again, and the more he looked at it, the more his brows wrinkled, and the back was almost twisted into a ball, making his wrinkled face look even older.

"Why is Oak's technological evolution so fast!? There are still spiritual drivers?"

"We underestimated these creatures too much before. Obviously they weren't as barbaric as they looked. There was a mistake in the plan. If Aswan was destroyed at that time, the Dawn plan would have to be advanced. Fortunately...the thing is still usable. "

Kulin read the report and put it back on the table. His face was grim, and it was obvious that the seriousness of the matter exceeded his expectations.

"What did the committee say."

"Before the plan is implemented to ensure that Ouke will not flood, it does not seem to be a big problem at the moment, because their leader, Guk, seems to have targeted the beasts."

"Interestingly, two wild beasts fight each other, and the hunter will eventually benefit."

It's rare to squeeze a smile on the rigid face, but it was quickly wiped out by the layers of wrinkles.

"But the plan must also speed up the progress. Those filthy ghosts are getting more and more stupid, as if... something is planning."

"The emperor's most trusted dog has been dispatched, and the committee will immediately order the engineering department to speed up the progress. Dawn is coming!"

Hearing the last four words, Kurin straightened his waist immediately, raised his right arm at 45 degrees, and said loudly:

"Dawn is coming!"

The dawn of the wasteland always comes very early. Truf took a bite of the slime on his hand and chewed the little creature to pieces with a venting attitude. With him as the center, many bodies were within a radius of hundreds of meters. The disguised kid is crawling on the ground and busy.

It has been a long time since Boss Guk gave him this task, but he hasn't been able to find any traces of Xiami so far, which makes him very annoyed.

Although most of Ouke takes a careless attitude towards the work that has been spread out, Truf is different. He has a sense of responsibility and discipline that is rare in Ouke, which also makes him and Beiruf get close. However, his approach is different from that of the gunfire group. He prefers to sneak up, and then do a good job.

I hope today will not be in vain again.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't have much confidence in it, because he had thought about it so many times, and none of it was fulfilled.

A kid carrying a big bag walked in front of him. This guy was holding a stick in his hand. There was a rope on the stick, and a fast black stone was hanging from the rope. This was an out-and-out scavenger.

Truf glanced at him, feeling a little uncomfortable. These guys are running around and can be seen there. Most of their newborn boys pick up various waste products to exchange what they need, such as weapons, protective gear or decoration. The kind of stone they use is called magnetite, which is said to be dug out from the volcanic area. It can adsorb metal on the ground. Many scavengers carry this stuff.

"I met trash guys in the morning..."

Truf whispered and stood up from the stone. If the bosses of Oak meet something that makes them uncomfortable, the first thing they think of is a fist, but Truf still has a lot of work to do. He doesn't have that much. Effort to waste.

He re-delineated an area, ready to search carefully again.

"what?"

Suddenly, the garbage guy who hadn't walked far made a startled sound. Truf turned his head and found that he was staring at the ground, shaking the stick in his hand.

"Hey! What are you doing."

"No, nothing."

His expression was a little flustered, and Truf's heart trembled. He was very familiar with these guys. They only showed this expression when they met a baby (trash), because they were afraid that other boys would **** their things, although Most guys don't look down on it.

"I have a look!"

Truf walked over, pushed the trash guy away, his eyes locked on the ground.

Located at the foothills of the mountain, this was covered with gravel, weathered rock and weeds just like the surroundings, but after looking at it, Truf found something wrong. The luster of these weathered rocks seemed too bright.

"Bring it!"

He snatched the stick from the scavenger boy and placed the stone on the ground.

Immediately, a slight tugging sensation came from the stick, and he raised it slightly, and felt a soft sticky force again.

"This!"

Truf leaned on the ground excitedly, swept away all the rubble, and carefully touched the surface with his palm.

He touched it. Although it was very concealed, there was a gap!

"Come here all!"

Calling his little brother, Truf untied the machete behind him and raised it to the ground.

Huh~~~!

The moment the rock burst, the roar of the metal impact reached Truf's ears, and his machete cut a long gap, but it didn't matter, because he saw what was under the rock.

"That's it!"

Truf remembered the grayish-white gleaming strange light in the sun clearly. It was the color of steel, and under his feet was a gate hidden by a rock!

The Oukes all around gathered around, and they crackled and chiseled, and quickly shaved off the entire ground, revealing the things underneath.

"Go! Go and inform the boss!"

Truf stared at the closed square steel gate and gave an order. A little brother next to him immediately ran towards the camp, while the trash guy cautiously moved to Truf's side and tugged at the back of his hand. .

The other party immediately turned his head, wanting to see what he said.

"I, I..."

He pointed to his face, which was missing many teeth, and pointed to the door on the ground.

"...Sent and discovered."

After Truf listened to it, he suddenly pulled out the six bangs on his waist, held his forehead, frightened him all over, and waved his hand quickly.

"I, I, I no, no more!"

"Huh! Take it!"

But Truf just frightened him, then stuffed the big gun into his trash bag, then kicked him away.

"roll!"

The scavenger kid ran away happily, kissing his new weapon as he ran, and he would be able to get out of the ranks of trash guys immediately and find a small group.