Chapter 17 Message of the Way Out

Ike put together the bodies of several old orcs, found some talents, lit a fire, and cremated them. This was his respect for the old orcs.

After finishing this, he checked his body. The skin scratched by the old orc had been scarred, and Ike stopped dealing with it, but simply bandaged it.

The old man once said before that he could reach their village by going further. Someone in the village knew how to get to Hemlock City safely, and Ike decided to ask.

Looking at the fire in front of him, Ike decided to disguise himself. Looking at the attitude of the old people before, he could guess that if he went as he was now, he would be surrounded by those village names.

I searched for my space ring and finally found some materials that could be disguised. They were all parts of Warcraft's body. Ike cleaned it up for a while, took out a mirror, and looked left and right.

The palm has been replaced with tiger claws, and the ears have become a little longer. The face and arms are full of animal hair. It should look no different from orcs. Ike has only seen a few orcs, and he doesn't know the specific difference between them and humans. He can only dress up according to his memory and existing materials. Anyway, go and try it first, which is much safer than going back the way back.

After he was ready, Ike walked along the path. He was born as a farmer. Although his family was not engaged in agriculture, he was not unfamiliar with these. Looking at the barren land on both sides of the road, the crops were withered and yellow, and only a few fruits hung on it. Ike seemed to understand something.

The planting technology in the human world is very high, and the crops are cooked twice a year. Looking at the situation here, they can only be planted once a year, and the growth is very poor. Farmers' survival cannot be solved by these crops.

When you even have a problem eating enough, but you see others eating meat and drinking, can you not be jealous? But when you go to beg for survival skills, you are kicked away fiercely. It's not ours, and its heart is better than mine.

After you work hard, you still can't get it. You can only watch others eat and drink from afar. From then on, you are no longer jealous. If you are ruthless, you launch an attack. If you can't beg, then grab it. I can't get it, and I won't let you get it. This is the source of the conflict between the Warcraft Empire and the human empire.

Of course, Ike will not comment on who is right and who is wrong. He is also a poor family, but he has never thought of robbing other people's food before, but since he became a Rubik's Cube, he has seen competition and must trample everyone under his feet to get more resources.

Once a successful man dies, the growth of every powerful Rubik's Cube is accompanied by the end of countless lives. Just like Ike wanted to get the life-breaking elixir, he had to defeat all the people who could get it.

If one day, you have to get something, but you must kill all your opponents to get it, kill or not? In the past, Ike said he would not kill, but now he will say, kill.

These thoughts are like meteors in the sky. Although they wipe out gorgeous sparks when they fall, they can only return to calm in the end and are stored in the deepest part of the heart.

After walking for more than half an hour, Ike finally saw a village with only a few figures scattered in front of the village, either washing clothes by the river, washing vegetables, or pushing carts back and forth to crushing some kind of plant.

Ike walked to the edge of the small pond in front of the village and saw an aunt squatting there washing vegetables. She looked carefully. Her hands were not like the orcs Ike had seen before. Although they were dry, they were a pair of human palms, and a pair of pointed ears were covered under the gray hair. If you ignore this pair Ears are no different from humans. It seems that orc women are very close to humans, while men have obvious Warcraft characteristics.

"Madam, hello, madam"

Ike shouted twice in a row, and the old orc turned her head to look at him. Obviously, the old girl did not find anything unusual and regarded him as an orc.

"Young man, what's the matter with you?" The old lady asked.

"Madam, I'm an adventurer from afar. I'm lost in the forest. I don't know how I got here. What is this place?"

Ike doesn't care whether there are adventurers in the Warcraft Empire or not, and randomly gives himself an identity.

"This is within the scope of Qiqihar City. This village is called Gazi Village. If you want to go to Qiqihar City, you have to go there. It takes about four days to walk."

The old man pointed in one direction and said.

Women are born with a lot more gossip than men, and even orcs are no exception. The old woman then asked Ike a lot of questions. Fortunately, Ike's fabricated ability was self-taught and successfully fooled the old woman.

"Young man, if you don't mind, come to my house"

The old orc women are very talkative and are very interested in Ike's nonsense. After all, at their age, there is no fun, and it is also a great pleasure to listen to people tell stories.

Ike also had to find the only person in the village who knew the road, so he readily agreed and took the initiative to help the old wife pick up the vegetable basket, and the two walked like the village.

When the old orc just came into contact with Ike, she smelled a smell of blood, but some of his adventurers were relieved. I think he must be a powerful warrior and has killed many spirit beasts.

Orcs are half of the blood of Warcraft, so they don't think that Warcraft is a low-level animal like humans, so they call Warcraft a spirit beast, implying that their identity is not so lowly, which is also a disguised self-hypnosis.

The old wife's house is in a corner of the village. After taking Ike into the house, the old wife moved a wooden stool for him and took a small bench by herself. The two sat at the door and continued to chat.

After chatting for a long time, Ike also learned some of the local customs here. When the time was almost over, Ike asked the old wife who had been to the devil city of the human world in the village.

Coincidentally, the old girl really knew that she pointed to a family in the village and told Ike that it was Maqimu's home. He had safely crossed the Caili Mountain and reached the human world.

Ike got the news and wanted to leave. At this time, an eight- or nine-year-old orc girl came over.

From the previous chat, Ike knew that this little girl was probably the only granddaughter of the old woman and her wife, Yaji. Her appearance is somewhat similar to the old woman, her face is beautiful, and consistent with Ike's previous conclusions. In addition to the tip of her ears, she is also a little human little girl. There is no difference.

She has a bamboo basket on her arm, which is full of mushrooms and wild vegetables. The children of poor families have been in charge of the family for a long time. Like Ike, she has been able to share responsibilities for her family.

She stared carefully at Ike and looked up and down for a long time, and then walked into the room as if nothing had happened. She didn't even say hello to Ike loudly. The old woman also seemed to feel that her granddaughter was a little strange today. Usually she was very polite.

However, she didn't want to ask her granddaughter in front of others. Ike didn't think much about it, so he said goodbye. He wanted to find the Machimu before no one found out that several old people had been killed and asked him to tell him the way. If others knew the death of several old people, he was afraid of this village. Zi will not calm down. At that time, he will be the most suspected of being a foreigner, and it is absolutely impossible to find out the news.

The old wife originally wanted to keep Ike for dinner, but she couldn't resist Ike and could only let him go. However, after Ike left, no one found a little girl secretly leaving from the back door.

"Is anyone at home?"

The door of Machimu's house was tightly closed, and Ike knocked on it and asked.

"Who"

A man's low voice came from the room, and then the footsteps sounded, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of metal on the ground. Then the door was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged orc appeared in front of Ike.

The dark gold slightly curly short hair nested on his head, and there were two bundles of long hair on the sharp ears on both sides. Two sharp teeth exposed his mouth. A pair of wolf claws were grasping the door frame. Looking down, Ike knew what the metal sound was just now, but it turned out that there was a gold prosthesis under his left leg and knee. Embedded on the leg.

"Who are you looking for," the man asked warily.

He doesn't know Ike. In this remote countryside, a stranger knocks on his door and has to make people vigilant.

"I'm looking for a man named Machimu. Is this his house?" Ike said.

"I'm Machimu. What can I do for you?"

Machimu was even more strange. He actually knew his name, so he came to find himself deliberately. He was just a disabled retired soldier. What can he do to find himself?

"I heard your name from Grandma Catherine, so I came here to see you"

Catherine is the old orc she met before. Ike deliberately said so to make Machimu misunderstand her relationship with Catherine, so that they can get closer to each other.

The orc may be because of the bloodline of ordinary Warcraft, so his mind is relatively simple compared with human beings, so Machimu naturally regarded him as a relative of Catherine's family, so he invited Ike into the house.

Machimu has just eaten at home and hasn't cleaned up yet. Ike saw two plates of vegetables on the table, a plate of wild vegetables and a plate of meat that seems to be of some kind of animal. It seems that his life is a little better than that of an ordinary family, at least better than Catherine's family.

Although Ike's clothes were cut in many places, it can still be seen that the class of the Warcraft Empire was very strict, so Maqimu did not dare to offend Ike at all.

It's just that when he heard Ike ask about the road, he couldn't help but color it.

"Pton"

Maqimu knelt down and kowtowed all the time.

"I didn't mean to hide it, just, just•••••Please forgive my life"

Machimu just didn't say a reason for a long time, and finally had to kowtow and beg for mercy.

In the Warcraft Empire, all the wealth is royal, and all secrets are also royal. Maqimu knew that there was such a way, so he had to report it, but he had recently started a business with a family in Tieshan City, so he naturally would not say it.

If you say it, you may get a poor reward. If you don't say it, you may get rich. No matter how stupid you are, people know how to choose. Such things are not uncommon in the Warcraft Empire. As long as they are not found by law enforcers, they will be safe. However, now that the east window incident has happened, it is useless for him to regret, and he can only hope I hope Ike can save his life.