Chapter 975: The Legend of Air-Dried Bananas (2)
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Stormwind God
- Yu Yunfei
- 1155 characters
- 2021-03-01 09:01:38
When all topics revolved around this banana, public opinion at the time could be said to have reached unprecedented heights. For example, the hawker business at the fruit stand at the Tyrande Palace in Darnassus was unprecedentedly hot, and insiders and stall owners revealed that the dried bananas on Tyrande's body were purchased from this booth.
Therefore, the business was so good that the stall owner privately hired a 500-person goblin air transport team to transport bananas. And the fans of Tyrande Palace are naturally in front of the news. There are fans who bought n baskets of bananas and showed love to Tyrande, and the business of jealous banana stall owners who promoted to Tyrande that bananas are not good cucumbers. , With a word in his mouth: cucumber! Who is who knows!
Well, to sum up, because bananas have changed the thinking and personal behavior of the majority of players, a large number of tourists and avid fans and various spies have flocked to Darnassus. Of course, the biggest harvest is the fruit stand. The owner and the residents and vendors of Darnassus, for this reason, their wallets are unprecedentedly full.
The per capita national GDP increased by 4000%. Since then, historians and economists have unanimously rated its prosperity stage: the rule of bananas.
(500 years later, in the square in front of Tyrande Palace, a huge banana-shaped monument stands. And it has been named: Azeroth's 10 wonders, and a large number of young and rebellious elves, claiming that they believe in bananas. God also preached the doctrine in front of the banana monument. Historians, humanists, and the Association for the Safeguarding of the Rights of the Male declared: This is a symbol of the rise of the elf male status ...)
of course!
The above news about air-dried bananas, in fact, what is all special?
Because air-dried bananas are a distorted history, even the later "Dried Bananas" comics were made by a few egg-ridden cartoonists based on these three vulgar stories. They are not official Azeroth at all. history.
Mao Tailand would be furious with the words 'Dried Banana'.
Duke was stunned to the end.
Tyrande seemed to be using his great willpower to forcibly suppress himself from attacking. Even because of Duke's loss of voice, it seems that Duke is gradually proving that she is the that makes her dream every midnight, but she still lacks a very crucial proof.
Tyrande was like a volcano that was about to erupt and stood in front of Duke and others. She had worked hard and kept telling herself to be calm, and to be calm.
It took a while for the undulating to calm down.
Feeling the unabashed hostility in the eyes of the maid who was obviously a heroic thief behind him, and then looked at the two queens who were ready to shoot at any time, and looked at Duke, who was still a little bit stingy, Tyrande suddenly found that he seemed to be That's a big deal.
Tyrande was annoyed Tyrande! Tyrande! No matter how suspicious Duke Marcus is, even if he claims to step down as commander, he is still the grand duke of a kingdom and the helm of that extremely powerful alliance. How could I rip off Duke for this secret personal matter.
Huo Ran shuddered all over, she was a bit afraid to imagine what would happen if the night elves had sinned against the Alliance and the Horde at the same time.
Tyrande was agitated, and her momentum faded, and she sat down a little bit again.
"Sorry, please forgive my reckless and aggressive behavior, because it involves a major private matter that is related to my reputation, so I hope to meet with His Excellency alone ..."
"Impossible!" Queen Greek pushed back firmly.
"Are you an idiot or a blind man in our alliance? Don't tell me, you haven't done anything to kill!" Jaina was cold and shameless, and passed the last layer of gauze directly through.
Even Jaina, who has always been so smooth, reacted so much, and you can imagine how Tyrande's murderousness stimulated the two queens.
"Apologize solemnly again." Tyrande considered it, and found two scrolls: "Here is my scroll with unique combat skills [Strike Aura], and an Arcanist from the upper elves that dates back to ancient times. Notes. Hope this will smooth out the anxiety and confusion I caused you just now. "
[Strike Aura] It is definitely a good thing. Sylvanas, who fought alongside Tyrande, has personally experienced how sharp the attack power increase is nearly 30%.
As for magic notes, this is even worse.
The earliest magic was unique to the blue dragon headed by Marigos. After it spread, the smoothest and oldest priest who played magic was the upper elves.
note! It was an upper elf headed by Queen Azshara more than 10,000 years ago.
The East Crossing the Endless Sea later came to Lordaeron, the elves that had been cut once and renamed the High Elves.
Sylvanas and Jaina frowned that Tyrande was absolutely abnormal. This immature approach could not be the performance that a veteran leader who has led the night elves for thousands of years.
Although the gift was prepared early, the biggest possibility was that it was originally used to give gifts to increase the personal relationship with the leader of the other party, but now it has become a remedy.
The only explanation is that the personal impact on Tyrande was very, very large, enough to make Tyrande out of control.
The two queens stared at each other, and Queen Hitch said: "We are cautiously accepting your gift of apology for the time being, but we are Duke's companion, and we do n’t think that Duke has anything to say to us. Let the rest wait We cannot accept the request for withdrawal. "
In other words, you still have a showdown, otherwise we would rather not accept gifts. And depending on your situation, decide how we and the entire league will treat you next.
This is actually driving Tyrande to the extreme.
In the end, it is important to have personal grudges, or the future and fate of the night elves, and she must make a choice.
Taking three deep breaths, Tyrande forced himself to calm down and bit his lip gently: "This is indeed a private matter, but it is very, very important to me. Please try to answer my question in good faith, because it is a problem. I have countless years of super problems. "
Duke switched back to normal, sitting upright: "You ask, it doesn't involve alliance secrets, and I don't mind answering frankly."
"How old are you ... this year? Are you a pure human?" Tyrande asked trembling.
what! ?
Tyrande's problems left Duke and the two queens scratching their heads.
Duke still answered truthfully: "A twenty-nine-year-old human, that's right! I shouldn't be half-breed or something."
Well, the age before crossing does not count. Although it is still a year to thirty, I still barely step into the field of uncle!
Tyrande seemed to be relieved: "Human life seems to be short, right?"