The online game Water Magician

Recalling the past, when I walked out of the stone house, it was already dusk outside. The tall stone fire pillar was lit. I don't know what kind of fuel was used inside. The fire was shining like a lighthouse in the real world.

All the buildings in this orc city are made of hard bluestone, and there are a lot of bluestone resources in the Feilong Mountains.

Looking back at the past, I looked around at the surrounding buildings. Although they were still inferior to human buildings, they were already decent. Especially because of the orcs' height and body shape, each building was very tall and majestic, which was very important to architects.

It's already quite difficult to say. I don't know if the orcs did it independently.

Three leather-armored werewolves came towards me, and I quickly approached the green orc who was leading the way.

However, the werewolves only glanced at Yi Xisi lightly, and chatted with the green orc in their own language. Yi Xisi curled her lips, her curiosity made her very uncomfortable.

After they said a few words, the armored werewolves continued to move forward. The armored werewolves should serve as patrols. Their vision, hearing, and sense of smell are several times stronger than humans, making them very suitable for this type of soldier.

The defense here is tight, with armored werewolves patrolling every ten minutes.

In addition to the werewolves, several tall ogres were also guarding the key points. They held huge maces in their hands. Looking back on the past, I believed that even heavily armored warriors would be easily crushed by it. Fortunately, the ogres were not very productive.

Strong, otherwise an orc force containing a large number of ogres would be like an unmatched heavily armored tank force.

There seemed to be the sound of weapons clashing and practicing in the distance, and there were also faint human voices. I recalled the past and wanted to take a look, but was stopped by the green orc.

The green orc had always been very relieved to let her go by herself. She couldn't run away in shackles. But then he suddenly stopped her and let her know that the place should be very important to the orc.

Wind magic!

The second-level wind magic can expand the user's hearing, so the sound of military drills entered her mind.

A barracks, an orc barracks. Recalling the past and guessing.

Recalling the past, he acted indifferently and continued to follow the green orc forward.

"Ahead is the residence of our orc people."

Recalling the past, she listened to the introduction of the green orcs and looked over there. Her calm face slowly turned surprised. Even if she saw that the orcs had their own army, she was not so shocked. At this time, her heart felt like a mirror being hit.

, shattered into pieces.

There was a peaceful atmosphere, with all kinds of orcs talking together. They were like human women, they liked to spend time together, and pleasant smiles actually appeared on their faces.

Some were also busy with their own affairs, polishing boulders and carrying huge trees. Even the strong orcs could not bear the heavy tasks, but everyone was very positive and their faces were full of joy.

"Do you know why they are so happy?" the green orc suddenly asked with a smile.

Looking back at the past, I shook my head. Perhaps only generous rewards would allow them to indulge in unhappiness and tire themselves out. But what kind of rewards would they want?

More food? Orcs?

"Why?" Looking back on the past, I no longer want to make illogical guesses, because the answer will never be that simple.

"Because they are building their own home, a unique home." The green orc said with gentle eyes, and his tone sounded like the best thing in the world.

Yi Xiang smiled bitterly, yes, only by building her own beautiful home would she be so happy. Yi Xiang knew why she hadn't thought of it, because she had never regarded orcs as human beings.

Orcs are savages, and they only rely on their animal nature to move around. This is engraved in the mind of the past.

The green orc continued to walk forward with memories of the past, passing through various orcs. They would look at her, but they didn't have any hatred.

"So, do you want to go to war with humans and become the rulers of the continent?" Recalling the past asked.

The green orc was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"No, no, no, not all races are like humans and want to conquer everything in the world. We just want to take back the place that belongs to us and then defend our homeland."

The hearty laughter of the green orc made Yi Xiang feel ashamed.

"Establishing an army is also a last resort measure for us. I think it is impossible to live in peace with you humans. However, there is a lack of materials here and it is not suitable for survival. Human beings have occupied some land that belongs to us. We must take it back through war and defend it.

they."

His eyes changed from gentle to extremely determined, and recalling the past can't help but be infected by him.

I remember brother Bingsheng once said: "Only the strong can survive in this world."

In this cruel world, the originally barbaric orcs can only gain a place through unity.

He sighed unconsciously as he recalled the past.

The Second World is a more annoying place than the real world.

The only difference in the real world is that the order here has not yet been established, the classes are not complete yet, and it is much easier to break the classes than in reality, so Brother Bingsheng and she, who have suffered a lot, chose to come here to give it a try.

However, the existence of immortal players will turn this place into an endless chaotic battlefield. These green orcs' so-called struggle against fate will ultimately only turn into learning points, experience, and money for the players.

Why should we give emotions and stories to creatures in this world other than players? In the past, she never thought of herself as a saintly personality, but she still felt a little sad and powerless.

In this world where players can live forever and become gods, can countless people who work hard to become strong like Brother Bingsheng really be at ease in the future?

Looking back on the past, I suddenly remembered the words of God’s left hand.

"In this sinful and dark world, the so-called balance now is an illusion, and all the pain is borne by the weak. All this is because the guild is too chaotic. If a powerful and irresistible guild appears and unifies all forces, then

There will be no more war."

Although she scorned it at the time, after finally breaking away from class rule, she was very dissatisfied with the words of God's left hand. Now it seems that maybe he was right.

Only by the emergence of a supremely powerful player guild and the establishment of rules can we hope to bring balance to the world.

"What are you thinking about?" the green orc suddenly asked. This woke up the distracted Yi Xiang.

She forced a smile and said: "If you had a good living environment, would you still attack humans?"

The green orc smiled bitterly: "If the supplies are sufficient, who would be willing to annoy you?"

That bitter smile made me blame myself for remembering the past, yes! If it weren't for the bitter and astringent tubers in this mountain range, why would they kill each other and be as barbaric and ferocious as described by the Holy Cult?

Everything is to survive.

The reason for this is that human beings can never satisfy their greed. The appearance of players makes this situation even worse.

"Can you tell me what your name is?" Yi Xiang asked sincerely.

Because of the existence of the Green Orc and Bishop Pallas, Yisi Past slowly began to accept these intelligent NPCs who were supposed to be just a bunch of data.

"Hehe, you can call me Boye."

Faced with the sudden question from the past, Boye was stunned for a moment. He was a little surprised, but he randomly said his name. The girl seemed to have begun to accept them, which was almost unexpected by him. Whether it was an alien or a human,

Everyone seems to hate and look down upon them.

Just as Boyer was sizing up the girl, the sound of a cane hitting the ground was heard not far away.

"You seemed to be having a great time chatting."

Hearing this sound, Yi Xiangsi quickly backed away, gritting his teeth in pain.

The short, fat mage covered in black robes was walking slowly, holding a wine flask in his hand.

"This place doesn't even have decent wine. It's boring."

Boye stepped aside respectfully and said, "Let the Archmage suffer."

Recalling the past, I quietly took out the staff. Although I knew that going up there would only lead to death, the scene of the bishop's death was still vivid in my mind.

The short and pudgy mage seemed to have noticed the action of recalling the past, and smiled at her: "If you don't want the mission to fail, don't be impatient. Even if you are an outsider who can be reborn, if you die, the mission should be considered a failure."

Recalling the past, his breath was stagnant, and all his hatred was frightened away by his words.

If she simply inferred that the bishop gave her a mission, she would not be surprised at all in retrospect, but what this short and fat mage said seemed to be a mission given to her by the system mastermind.

These high-level NPCs are not only aware of the existence of people from other worlds, but also seem to be aware of the existence of the system. He knows that the system gives the task of recalling the past and knows the conditions for task failure.

The concept that I had just accepted that these advanced NPCs are no less intelligent than the players has now been overturned. It seems that they are above the players and coexisting with the system.

"What are you talking about?" Boyer asked curiously.

This green orc seemed to know nothing and looked like a normal NPC. He was the only one who was so special. Looking back at the past and staring at the pudgy mage, she discovered a secret in the world that no one would believe if she told her. And she didn't have half the knowledge.

I am so excited, but now I only have fear and fear in my heart.

"Just go and do your own thing. Leave this girl to me."

Boye looked at the past, bowed to the black-robed mage, turned around and left.

Only two people, one in white and one in black, were left.

"How is it? How do you feel after hearing the story of the orcs?" the black-robed mage asked after taking a sip of wine.

Recalling the past makes me dull and silent.

"You should be very sad now and hate me." The black-robed mage smacked his lips, "Actually, I am quite sad too. After all, Pallas has been with me for more than ten years."

"You are also a member of the Holy Cult? Then why..." Looking back on the past, she felt like she was going to cry sadly again. She would never believe that the murderer was also sad.

"Then why kill him? I have already advised him to go back, but he is too stubborn, just like before." The black-robed mage wanted to drink again but found that it was gone.

He put away the wine bottle and said: "But it doesn't matter whether you die early or late, anyway..."

The man stopped suddenly and looked mysteriously at the distant mountain peaks.

"Someone broke in again. It's really strange these days. There are always guests in the wild mountains."

"You wait, I'll go take a look." The black-robed mage said.

Without waiting for a reply, he prepared to leave, but after taking a few steps, he turned around again.

"I'll take you with me. Except for Boyer, I don't worry about other monsters."

Recalling the past, she quickly wanted to refuse. Compared to the orcs, she didn't want to be with this short, fat mage. But a magic circle appeared under her feet, making her immediately feel like she was falling into an abyss.

But in the next second, it fell to the ground again, and the sky was filled with yellow sand. Looking back on the past, I opened my eyes and found that the surroundings were no longer familiar. This was the entrance to the Feilong Mountain Range.

Space magic allowed her to move here instantly.