New Order of Azeroth

Whether it is attacking the enemy or escaping, the giant ship is a powerful weapon. If Vanessa cannot achieve her small goal, she will be ready to imitate the sages, change her strategy, and go sailing on the sea!

The giant ship is very important, but it is unrealistic to ask her to guard it 24 hours a day.

In order to keep the giant ship firmly in her hands, Vanessa quickly found Cookie, the fish-man chef who was the first to seek refuge with her.

This guy named himself the captain after Da Fan died. The captain's position must not be given to him. How about finding a fishman to be the captain? Shame on you!

"Wow, la, la, la..." The fishman chef ran up to her with a fire stick and two dead fish eyes. He looked up at her, and it seemed strange. We just met, weren't you the one who asked me to come back? ? Why did you call me again?

"Well..." Vanessa was also a little confused. She was only thinking about cannons before, so she didn't pay attention to this language issue. How should she communicate now?

What is spoken here is not English, but a new language called Lingua Franca. The letters may be similar, but the spelling is completely different.

This universal language is only limited to most intelligent races, such as humans, orcs, elves, dwarves, and goblins. The murlocs are sorry, but they are not within the scope of the universal language.

"The dreadnought belongs to the Van Cleef family..." Before she could finish her words, she saw the fishman chef throwing a piece of cheese at her feet. What a piece of cheese it was! The appearance glowed with green light, like a puddle of roasted mud, and there was a pungent smell in it. The female thief with sensitive senses quickly covered her nose with a red mask.

The other person didn’t want to talk to you, so he threw a piece of poisoned food at you? This is what the fishman chef means when he expresses his dissatisfaction, right?

She covered her nose and changed the topic: "However, the Van Cleef family will not treat any loyal subordinates badly."

At this time, the fishman chef was seen collecting the poisonous cheese on the ground with lightning speed, and waiting for her to continue with wide eyes.

If I don't let this guy be the captain, he will poison me to death!

Vanessa secretly calculated the pros and cons. She needed a battleship, but that didn't mean she was going to go out to fight in a battleship now. In many cases, this battleship was a deterrent and a proof of inheriting the previous leader's status.

The fishman chef's desire to monopolize the battleship can be temporarily used by her, and he will block Vanessa from all black hands trying to get their hands on the battleship.

After thinking for a moment, she spoke: "The Van Cleef family needs to see your ability. You have to prove yourself. Let's give you a trial period to see if you are qualified to be the captain of the dreadnought! Now you are The captain is on probation!"

How long is the trial period? Didn't say it! Will I be formally employed after the probationary period? She didn't say anything either!

Not understanding the idioms of modern society, let alone the traps in words, the fishman chef was so happy.

"Wow la la la -"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

The language was completely incomprehensible, but it was ups and downs, full of strange rhythm, and vaguely had the meaning of singing. I saw the fishman chef running like a duck from the deck into the warehouse, one after another, and time passed. Soon he ran back again, as excited as Sun Monkey shouting, "I have a name, my name is Sun Wukong."

After successfully recruiting or deceiving her first subordinate, under the leadership of the temporary captain, Vanessa tried the cannon of this world.

There was a loud boom, and the sound spread far into the cave, and Vanessa's brows gradually relaxed.

This world possesses extraordinary power, and human physical fitness has completely surpassed her previous life.

Let’s not talk about others, let’s talk about herself. She ran 100 meters in six or seven seconds as fast as a kid. She activated the secret sprinting technique taught to her by Edwin Van Cleef, and she sprinted across the 100 meters distance in just over three seconds. .

Thieves will use something called energy value to bless themselves. Dafan taught his predecessor many techniques, all about the use of energy value. From Vanessa's modern perspective, this thing is different from the elemental energy used by mages. It doesn't matter a dime, but it's like a technique of using mental power combined with adrenaline.

For the sake of fairness in the game, everyone has 100 energy points. In reality, this is not the case. Everyone has different energy values. Some people are extremely talented and have extremely high energy values. Some people are relatively mediocre and have relatively scarce energy values. Like Da Fan, he can keep fighting in an energy-blessed state for a long time, which is a bit like bullet time. The enemies appear in slow motion in his eyes, and he is as fast as if he is flying in the eyes of the enemies.

According to Vanessa's understanding, what's flowing in Da Fan's veins is not blood, it's all adrenaline! Of course, she also has this tendency now. When her mental power is highly concentrated, she can dodge even the directional spells, not to mention the relatively fast cannonballs in this era.

But this still does not undermine the power of gunpowder weapons. There are only a few outstanding and talented people, and most ordinary people still cannot resist gunpowder.

This is a world where the technology tree is seriously distorted. Gunpowder, shotguns and swords coexist. The future alliance even cheats and creates flying battleships. UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net Does it sound familiar? The black technology of the Alliance is comparable to that of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the Marvel world!

The building was there, and there was no shortage of weapons and equipment. Vanessa was very happy, but the fluctuation of people's hearts in the mine still cast a haze on her optimistic attitude. When Da Fan died, the people here immediately dispersed.

Walking in the winding and somewhat narrow underground passage, through the dim light, Vanessa could feel the inquiring eyes from all directions. Occasionally, there were a few brotherhood members walking in the open with indifference and indifference on their faces. The daughter of the former leader walked past them.

Relying on her remaining prestige, she struggled to gather the few leaders who were still alive, or who had not yet escaped.

When Foreman Lakzuo, the general that Fan relied on most, was discovered, his head was split in half from top to bottom. There was no doubt that this ugly and greedy guy would not be able to come.

Sidney, the goblin who controlled the woodcutter, could not see anyone alive or dead. He saw that the situation was not good and ran away.

Another goblin smelter was even more ruthless. He wiped out all the gold that had been smelted in the warehouse, leaving not a single piece behind. This guy usually looks like an uncle, taking one step at a time. He relies entirely on his subordinates when working, and he is only responsible for giving guidance. He often complains to Da Fan, saying that he is old and frail and will not live long. But according to several eyewitnesses, this guy came out of the warehouse carrying a heavy backpack three times larger than his own body. His usual laziness had all disappeared. Not only could he walk, he could also run.

"Don't let me see it. If I see it, I will chop you to death!!" Vanessa was so angry that her face turned green. This should have been her gold.

When it was the turn of the last goblin under Da Fan, her face looked a little better. The green-skinned captain died in the battle, with more than ten knives in his body, and he also killed three assassins temporarily. It was considered that he lived up to Da Fan's high expectations.