paranoianovel Chapter 597: Orcs Charging For The Drama
Chapter 597: Orcs Charging For The Drama
"Chief, this messenger is really good. He even cooked porridge for us in case we were hungry. The key is that it's so cheap, and more importantly, vegetables are added to it!"
An orc picked out the vegetables from the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth with a drunken expression on his face.
Orcs like to eat meat, but they often don't eat much meat.
When the demihuman empire was still around, they would choose to hunt demihumans.
The meat of demi-humans is very delicious and does not smell sour like humans.
But later, as the demi-human empire was destroyed, and now it was merged into the current Winter Empire, they could only attack some animals in the desert.
But how many animals are there in the Desert of Death?
Venom dragons, kodos and camels are all good transportation tools and cannot be killed.
In addition, desert rabbits, sand foxes, sand wolves and even scorpions with some meat in the sand are almost extinct by them.
Later, in the harsh living environment, future generations of orcs preferred to eat human rice. This was the highest-priority material they could exchange for the crystal cores from hunting monsters.
"Yeah, this human is really good."
Pate nodded in agreement, showing off the rye bread in his hand.
I don’t know how these humans managed to make rye bread that was harder than bricks so soft.
A group of orcs gathered around the bonfire, eating in front of the stars and the moon while singing melodious songs. The songs were filled with the flavor of wilderness and freedom.
They still remembered their special status, so they sang in goblin language.
In this place far away from home, they rarely experienced a sense of comfort.
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The next morning, Bart was shaken awake by Pat while he was sleeping soundly.
It is only five o'clock in the morning, the sun has not yet risen, and at the end of the horizon, the brilliance of the morning light is still hidden behind the mountains.
"Ouch! Damn it! Peter, you'd better give me a reason to say it!"
Bart slapped the ground angrily, his loud voice also waking up the other orcs.
"An orc cannot go into battle without enough sleep, it will kill him!"
"We don't need to go to war yet."
Pate pulled Bart up from the ground and retorted with a silly smile, "Everyone, get up. We have to go to Most City to buy the last batch of tickets. Yesterday I asked the messenger and Most City opened its gates at six in the morning. This is The best time to buy drama tickets is to buy the tickets, let's go to Grandma Yuan's bean soup and rice show off, and then spend 10 silver coins to enjoy a series of foot massage services. Isn't this a beautiful thing?"
The orcs thought about the blueprint drawn by Pate for them, and they felt that their eyes were bright!
They were no longer sleepy immediately, and a carp jumped up from the ground.
"I think you're obsessed, Pat!"
Bart was still resentful, but he muttered and said nothing more.
The orcs simply tidied themselves up to make themselves look as decent as possible. Although their boots were still exposed to the toes and their bodies were still covered in dust, at least their faces were clean.
At about 5:30 in the morning, they arrived at the gate of Most City.
The knight guarding the gate was having breakfast when he saw a group of strong men coming out of the darkness. He was so frightened that he almost dropped the buns in his hands and quickly drew his sword in a warning posture.
"Don't panic! We're one of our own, Your Excellency the Knight!" Pate showed what he thought was a kind smile, but he didn't know that this smile would make the knights even more nervous.
Perhaps due to the shift change, the knights guarding the door today were no longer the two knights from yesterday. Pate could only take out the medal of the leader of the Wild Beast Mercenary Group again.
"Look, I am the leader of the Wild Beast Mercenary Group. I registered yesterday!"
One of the knights took out the registration form and checked it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
They were a little sleepy early in the morning, but they were completely exhausted by this group of strong men.
"Just wait, the clock in Most City strikes three and we will open the door immediately."
After saying that, the knight returned the badge to Pate, but seeing that Pate was still looking at him eagerly, he patiently asked curiously:
"Do you have anything else to do? There aren't many people around now, so I'm still willing to answer some of your questions."
Pate smiled dryly, rubbed his hands, and said sheepishly: "That's right, Lord Knight, can we really get tickets for the play at six o'clock? Why don't you be accommodating and let us go in early? Look at our two hundred There are so many people, what a pity it would be if two or three didn’t get tickets and couldn’t get in.”
"What tickets are you trying to grab? The theater has no tickets left."
The knight gave Pate a strange look.
Theater tickets are usually sold out within three days. It's been a week now and the play is about to be released. Where can I still get tickets?
"How is that possible? The messenger told me yesterday that a standing ticket costs 50 silver coins!" Pate looked stunned.
"Standing ticket?" The two knights looked at each other, almost laughing.
One of the knights laughed and explained:
"As long as you go early enough, you don't have to buy standing tickets, because the windows outside the theater are public areas. If you stop in advance, no one can chase you away. Only some vendors tricked foreigners and offered standing tickets. , they actually hire people to occupy a spot in advance, and then sell this so-called spot to outsiders who don’t know anything.”
"Ah! That's how it is!" Pate felt unhappy about being deceived.
Did Bryant lie to them?
Or does Bryant himself not know these things?
Pate was a little confused, but soon this confusion and discomfort were diluted by the joy of being able to watch the drama for free with a "standing ticket" today!
The time came to six o'clock in the morning.
The clock in Mostel struck three.
As the gate of Most City slowly opened, the breathing of the orcs became heavier and heavier, and they even carried a faint murderous aura.
Looking at the gap that was getting bigger and bigger, until it was enough to accommodate an orc, Pate raised his hands and roared with a ferocious face:
"Charge! For the drama!"
"Come on! For the drama! For the glory of the drama! The drama will never be a slave!"
The orcs roared at the same time, like vicious dogs out of their cages. They rushed in the direction of the theater according to the map, moving forward with majestic momentum.
At this time, many small shops were already open on the street.
A girl selling tea saw a group of fierce and strong men charging and was so frightened that she quickly closed the door.
"Oh! My dear, bandits are attacking the city!"
She screamed and ran upstairs.
Now she needs that warm and strong embrace, not her lover. Her lover is good for nothing except being handsome and can't protect her at all.
Similar things happened everywhere in Most.
In front of the theater, many vendors had already arrived in advance, including the messenger.
"Mr. Val, I heard that you hired about two hundred workers yesterday and made a lot of money?"
"Hahaha, it's nothing, it's just a little money." The messenger waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Boom boom boom——"
Suddenly, the sound of thousands of horses galloping came from the street corner.
The sound was getting louder and closer.
There was light moving smoke in Most City.
As the figure of the first strong man swayed out of the street corner, there was a large group of people behind him! The green smoke is actually the dust they kicked up as they ran wildly!
It's those stupid guys!
Could it be that things were exposed?
The messenger was stunned for a moment, and then broke into a cold sweat.
"Ouch, I suddenly remembered that I haven't pooped yet this morning. Let's discuss this business next time..."
He made an excuse, greased the soles of his feet, and hurried away.