Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 I was immersed in my thoughts on cooking, and Zuifeng stopped and went all the way, only to return to Stormwind City, which was still under construction, in the evening.

On the huge construction site, the workers were divided into two camps in an orderly manner: the tall tauren, under the command of the goblins, rammed the ground, laid stone slabs, layed foundations, and dig ditches in accordance with the drawings; while on the other side were the mason brothers The masons at the meeting are polishing and carving the stone.

　　 Interestingly, although the tauren people didn't say a word, they just moved the bricks silently, but the goblins and humans started to quarrel wildly whenever they had the opportunity.

　　 "Little Green Skin, why is your aesthetic so terrible? Look at the sculpture you designed! Fortunately, Lord Lothar didn't agree, otherwise it would shame the entire Stormwind City!"

　　 "Hey! I really don't know what you can be proud of, these slow-working idiots. If I were your boss, I promise to deduct your salary, and there will be no copper left!"

　　 "Shut up, idiot, don't try to expose your ignorance there, your poor little head will never figure out what fine workmanship is!"

　　 "Don't use such beautiful words to try to conceal your laziness and inefficiency, beautiful face talk and face engineering are always just excuses!"

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"It's actually quite harmonious, isn't it?" Anduin Lothar didn't know when he had come to Drunk Wind's side. "The Brotherhood of Stonemasons built the Watch Fort in just a few months last winter. I didn't expect the tauren you found to work faster than them."

　　 "You seem to be very idle?" Zuifeng still complains about being sold to fight for alcohol, "Why don't you go for a drink?"

　　 After all, he was at a loss, Lothar could only smile at this, "It's not that it is, you won, didn't you..."

　　 "I won, and then Brian said that next time their three brothers and I singled out-I singled out three of them."

　　 "Bless yourself, then you."

　　 "I asked you to be your helper, and they agreed."

　　 "My deputy Turalyon will do this for me."

　　 "Oh, he is my second helper."

　　 "Then you are destined to be hunted down by the three Windrunner sisters, Alleria has agreed to Turalyon's marriage proposal."

"I didn't expect it~ When I saw you last time, the elf still showed disdain for Turalyon. I didn't expect that silly boy really chased Alleria. Don't worry, I don't believe in Aure. Leah’s sister is satisfied with their brother-in-law, it’s not always certain who will hunt down who!"

　　 "At the beginning you promised, Turalyon caught up with Alleria's wedding to be your chef!"

　　 "No problem, as long as you help me deal with the three Bronzebeard brothers."

　　 "Ahem, the doctor said I shouldn't drink alcohol recently..."

Maybe it was because Stormwind City was finally able to regain the country, maybe it was because of an escape from the dead. After returning to Elwynn Forest, the taciturn Anduin Lothar became more and more talkative, gradually changing from the silent uncle cool. Become a talkative old man.

　　 "By the way, can Stormwind still pay for the starting wages now?" Drunk Wind remembered the Van Cleef Brotherhood in his previous life, "I don't want you to default on your wages."

"Why do you think that?" Lothar said he didn't understand Drunk Wind's thinking circuit. "After the war, other kingdoms gave Stormwind a lot of aid-it's all money! They clung to Stormwind immigrants, fighting I won’t let go of death-look at the people I brought back, but I have struggled to retain these vitality. Will I hurt the hearts of the young guys in Stormwind for a mere gold coin?"

Right! Drunk Wind realized that he was worrying too much. With Anduin Lothar in charge, the nobles of Stormwind didn't dare to die and default on their wages.

　　 "That's the same." Zuifeng nodded, "Then what are you going to do next?"

"It's okay. First help Turalyon prepare for the wedding. The kid promised me that one of his sons will inherit my surname! Then wait for the completion of Stormwind City, teach Varian..." Tan When he arrived at Varian, Lothar couldn't help but think of his two good brothers: Medivh and Ryan Wrynn, and seemed a little lost. "Although it seems that I have gained a lot of honor in this war, you also know that I lost More. All I can do is to protect this land and the people here, and stop letting them experience the pain I have experienced."

　　 "Have you forgotten one thing?"

"what?"

　　 "The Senate!"

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　　 Edwin VanCleef feels like the happiest person in the world at this time.

The orc war is finally over, and I don’t have to hide from XC anymore; the soldiers of the Kingdom of Stormwind found themselves to build a watch fort to monitor the orcs, and the brothers worked hard, and finally, Sir Lothar paid double his salary; Under the design of, a brand-new Stormwind City is about to be born; most importantly, he has a lovely little daughter, Vanessa VanCleef!

Just like the end of last year’s severe winter, Edwin Van Cleef felt that he had ushered in a new spring in his life. Just yesterday, even Ravenholdt Manor sent an invitation to himself, which shows that he has the opportunity to become A noble!

　　Of course, life is not perfect, there are still some mortal flies that make Edwin VanCleef, such as those **** goblins.

Nowadays, the Brotherhood of Masons is competing with the Ratchet City Construction Group. This is already an open secret ~www.ltnovel.com~ Both parties claim that they are the strongest in the construction industry. As the leader of the Brotherhood of Masons, Egypt Devin VanCleef was a little embarrassed to find that the speed of construction he was proud of was not the opponent of Tauren at all!

Although these tauren do not know anything about how to build, under the command of the goblins, they give full play to their strength and endurance advantages. For humans, a marble block that needs tools to be moved can be carried by a tauren with bare hands; even more exaggerated. The thing is, they can carry it continuously without even taking a break!

This exaggerated racial advantage made Edwin Van Cleef feel deeply helpless. Fortunately, most of these tauren were taciturn and would not participate in the ranks of bickering. Otherwise, imagine the goblin’s sharp teeth and the sharp mouths of the tauren. The magnificence of the Brotherhood of Masons might be completely overshadowed by the limelight.

On the other side, Gazlowe is slobbing towards the drunk wind: "Do you know what competition is? Damn, those humans are working hard! How can we start the Ratchet City Construction Group if this continues? Name? Can you tell the tauren to learn to help? Do you know how to help? It's not when I quarreled with the guy named Van Cleef, I stood aside and watched the fun!"

Drunk wind wiped the saliva sprayed on his belly, "Okay, Gazlowe, I can understand your mood, but you have to understand that our level of business is indeed inferior to the group of masons in fine decoration. , You won the quarrel, and the nobles won’t let a group of tauren and goblins do interior design for them... You’d better think of other ways-maybe it’s good to join together, I don’t think Van Cliff People who care too much about money~www.ltnovel.com~ welcome book friends to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.ltnovel.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.