Jack Ma tells you that he doesn't like money. You think this is the boss's self-effacing attitude.
To tell you that Peking University is just average is to show off as a top academic.
It's all the same whether it's a small goal, a wife who doesn't know her beauty, or a big house.
How can Zi Feiyu know the joy of fish?
If you take off the veil of philosophy, can you understand it this way - I know the shape-shifting technique: salted fish, and I can defeat you.
Your eggs are not fried well and are not fresh.
Does the cook still have to lay his own eggs?
Your tofu tastes bad.
I am a tofu grinder and I have to grow my own beans?
This performance on stage is not good.
proceed if you can!
At this time, if you really get involved, the effect of the show will explode.
Carlos was walking through the streets of Stratholme with many thoughts in his mind.
In just ten years, my traces have been lost in this world, and I feel a little lonely...
Although intellectually speaking, it is politically correct for Terenas to sing praises to Carlos on his own territory. Sculptures of the King of Knights can be seen everywhere in Auckland.
But I have sacrificed so much for the sake of all living beings, but I can't get even a little thanks. It's really lonely.
Carlos understood that there was something wrong with his mentality, but instead of meditating in a quiet room, he took to the streets.
To others, Carlos had been missing for ten years, but from Carlos's perspective, the battle with Archimonde was only a month ago.
A moment of youth, a vicissitudes of life.
The encounter with Medivh and the strange alien journey were like a magnificent dream.
Looking back again, the color of the world has changed.
Even Carlos was a little at a loss.
A month ago, he was still the general marshal of the alliance, commanding thousands of troops to fight on the battlefield.
A month later, no one knew me when I was walking in the busy city, just like a passing tourist.
how to think……
It's all Chromie's fault.
Carlos is not a man who likes to express his anger, but he is not a saint either.
The busy handling of things in the Hinterland made him deliberately forget about this for the time being.
But when Sola arranged to meet with Alonsos Fao, Carlos, who was suddenly free, was finally hit by the loneliness of his soul.
Although when walking on the street, some people would look at him sideways, but Carlos knew that they were only surprised by the strength of his Gundam, not because he was Carlos Barov.
But Carlos could only avoid the people who would be ecstatic about his return.
Because shadow and madness have quietly sneaked into the entire alliance.
This feeling drove Carlos a little crazy.
There are only a few influential cities in the entire Lordaeron region, and Stratholme is one of them. The infiltration of the Cursed Sect here is almost an inevitable result.
Although the Curse Sect is still in the latent stage of hypocrisy, it is not difficult for Carlos, a caring person, to detect clues.
After all, Holy Light is sensitive to Shadow, and vice versa.
When the spell order was first restricted, it was true that some warlocks wanted to die on their own, but Dalaran's suppression of the emerging spellcasting profession was also an important factor. In the past ten years, most of the warlocks who initially sought death have died, and the remaining ones have learned how to suppress the darkness in their hearts and hide their power. Many mages in Dalaran either lacked talent and turned to warlocks, or encountered bottlenecks and turned to warlock spells. The changes within Dalaran, a former law enforcement agency, gave the warlocks the soil to survive.
So much so that even though Carlos was more than ten meters away from the soil, he could still smell the devil's stench.
It's so outrageous, no one will care about it?
The summoning ceremony is actually being performed in a downtown area. Are all the mages in Stratholme crazy?
Carlos, who was supposed to keep a low profile, suddenly decided to obey his inner violence and do something.
But just like the mission points on the minimap when playing the game, Carlos can locate the location of the summoning ceremony, but how to get there... God knows.
Anyway, if it’s not in heaven, it’s on earth.
After shopping around the surrounding stores, even the women's products store, Carlos found nothing.
Thinking about it, secret doors and other things are so easy to be discovered, and the warlocks have been dead for a long time. It is their turn to cause trouble under their noses.
"You, come with us, someone reports you for being a hooligan in a women's product store."
Just as Carlos was sitting on a low wall in a small garden to rest for a while, three Stratholme guards surrounded him under the pointing of enthusiastic citizens.
"ha?"
Carlos made a voice filled with embarrassment.
"Did you just break into a women's store?"
"like……"
"Then come with us."
Carlos made no move, and his momentum alone made the three guards tense up and tighten their grip on the weapons in their hands.
But Carlos couldn't show off to them, and the scene was tense for a while.
Sure enough, when your brain is not working well, you should stay alone and quietly.
Carlos was already thinking about the escape route, when a voice came.
"Three of you, I'm sorry. My companion just went to find me. I'm very sorry."
He is a blond high elf.
Carlos stared at her face for a while, but no, he still couldn't recognize it, so he gave up.
Stratholme is the closest human city to Quel'Thalas, and the high elves inevitably have certain privileges.
For example, now, because an unknown high elf helped Carlos take over the pot, the guards murmured a few words, told the lady to watch her companions, and left.
"Don't you want to thank me for helping you out?"
"I didn't hear your voice."
"Uh, is this the latest way to pick up a conversation?"
"If you don't have enough energy and blood, talk less. You are actually seriously injured."
Carlos still maintained his sitting position, because this way he could look straight at the female elf in front of him. After a short observation, it was not difficult to find out that she was strong on the outside and strong on the inside.
"As expected of you, you are so sharp."
"do we know each other?"
Carlos was a little confused by the familiar tone, but he didn't recognize her.
The female elf opened her mouth and said something, but Carlos couldn't understand it, and couldn't even read her lips.
It's like his high elf face blindness is a cognitive disorder.
"It's a pity, but I'll say it again."
The female elf seemed not surprised by this result and said it again.
But the result is the same.
Carlos knew what the other party said to him, but he couldn't get any information at all.
"What do you want to convey to me? Do you need some paper and pen?"
"No need. When you find what you lost, you will naturally understand what I want to tell you. If you can't find it, then there is no point in understanding it."
"Can you explain it more clearly?"
Regarding Carlos's question, the female elf had no intention of continuing to explain, so she changed the topic.
"You are looking for a secret meeting place."
"Um?!"
"I know, there is a bakery behind the house over there, and behind a cabinet in the basement of the second floor of the house on the right is the entrance."
Following the female elf's finger, Carlos turned his head to check the direction. When he looked back, the female elf was no longer there.
The hair on Carlos's back stood up. Did he see a ghost during the day?
He didn't feel anything at all.
It was as if everything that had just happened was like hysteria.
All this was so unbelievable that Carlos decided to go and see if there was a secret gathering place that the female elves talked about.
Go verify what just happened.
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