Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Another day passed, and the attack on the Valando conference room did not cause any sensation. Although the entire Giant Lion Orc Tribe was under martial law for a period of time yesterday and many explosions occurred, no one died in the end.

The meeting between Kulonan and the many tribal leaders in the center of the Beast Forest went smoothly.

Since the Campbell family and the Moon Goddess Sect provided unilateral free assistance and there were no conflicts of interest involved, the orc leaders almost never rejected any proposals.

Although these orc leaders are secluded in the center of the Beast Forest, have never been harassed by humans, and have always lived a comfortable and safe life, this does not mean that they are unaware of the current situation.

They knew that the orc villages and tribes outside the Beast Forest had been plundered, that many wandering wizard teams under the command of slave owners often came to the Beast Forest to purchase goods, and that the Seth Empire had recently been making various restless moves...

The tribal leaders in the center of the Beast Forest knew everything, but they could do nothing but wait to die, praying that the soldiers of the Seth Empire would stop fighting after invading the outskirts of the Beast Forest.

They also thought about relocating the entire clan, but in the entire Walterlan continent, where else except the Beast Forest is suitable for orcs to live?

The orc tribes on the outskirts of the Beast Forest can still move to the center of the Beast Forest, but the tribes in the center of the Beast Forest have nowhere to move to. This is their last and only paradise.

The orc superiors, including Rengar, are not stupid. They know the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold". If the orc tribes outside the Beast Forest fall, they will be the next.

The gap between brute force and magic is huge and despairing after all. Those well-equipped and well-trained magic soldiers can launch long-range magic attacks from miles away, and are invincible in close combat.

Because those magic soldiers are orcs themselves, their physical fitness is very strong, and with the help of magic equipment, they can move freely in their own land!

Culronan’s visit is a redemption and the orcs’ only chance to survive. Any orc leader with a little bit of intelligence would not doubt this gentle human noble, because they have no choice!

Be it a political purpose or an economic strategy, the orcs on the desperate road don't care about Kulonan's real purpose.

What you think is not important, what is important is how you do it.

Kulonan brought a large number of advanced weapons and equipment, and gave them a lot of modern magical warfare knowledge, and the orcs didn't need to pay anything. These are facts that can save the Beast Forest from disaster.

This is enough. Even if Cullennan is actually plotting something, is there any more tragic ending than becoming a slave of war?

……

After succeeding, Leia did not rush to report, but waited for a day in a safe house somewhere in the center of the Beast Forest. If the situation was too tense, he could hide for a long time. Patience and caution have always been the secrets of Leia's survival.

But the strange thing is that he had clearly assassinated Kulonan, this big shot in the Beast Forest, but the search and martial law of the Giant Lion Tribe only lasted for half a day, and now the center of the Beast Forest was still a lively and festive scene.

This is wrong, very wrong!

In the past, after he had assassinated some important figures, the local tribes or strongholds would be nervous for a while, and the entire clan would mourn with sad faces, because the superiors of the Beast Forest Tribe were generally people of extremely high reputation and were deeply loved by the people.

The same goes for Cullennan, whose reputation is even much higher than those of the orc leaders. He is the hope of the entire Beast Forest!

The death of Cullennan will at least cause a sensation in the entire Beast Forest, and even the three major empires of mankind will be affected. The changes in the situation will be even more drastic. The power of Bai Hao Campbell is enormous, and the full-scale war in the entire Central Plains may start ahead of time.

With such a horrific impact, how could this beast forest, as the center of the storm, appear to be fine?

Rhea had many guesses in his mind. Perhaps the orc leaders in the conference room spoke with one voice and concealed the death of Cullennan together!

Perhaps Cullen's body was hidden by them, and the orc leaders intended to resurrect him through some ancient evil magic!

Maybe Cullennan wasn't dead at all?

impossible!

My scimitar had completely cut off his head, and the whole head rolled to the ground. I can even recall the dull sound when the head hit the ground, which represented the end of a life!

Another day passed, and Rea could no longer suppress his curiosity. The festive atmosphere of the Beast Forest made him feel stressed, so he decided to go out in disguise to collect some information.

As a top bounty hunter, Rea has his own connections and channels in various places. Nowadays, as long as you have money, you can buy almost anything, and convenient doors anywhere will be wide open.

Rea came to an underground tavern. This was not the Giant Lion Orc Tribe, but the Fire Rat Tribe not far away. Although they were rat orcs, they were as big as an elephant, which was why the Fire Rat could occupy the center of the Beast Forest.

Although Rea is a half-blood giant lion orc, his burly body seems a little petite and cute in front of the fire rat orcs. But it doesn't matter. The fire rat orcs do not reject outsiders, especially in a chaotic place like a tavern.

Approaching the bar, Rhea randomly picked a high chair and sat down. The fat bartender in front of him casually handed him a glass of ice-cold beer, which was given free of charge by the hospitable Fire Rat Orc Tavern and had a spicy taste.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Rea took a sip casually, then knocked on the bar counter boredly. This was some kind of secret code used by bounty hunters, with different rhythms having different meanings. Rea was obviously here to buy intelligence.

The fat bartender looked up at Rea, nodded slightly, then came to Rea and whispered, "Would you like some special wine?"

"It's a bit hot and humid today, do you have any recommendations?"

“There are good recommendations, but they are expensive. Can you afford them?”

Reya twitched his lips when he heard this, then he took out a bag of gold coins from his arms and said coldly: "If it tastes good, these are all yours."

"Hehe, please rest assured."

After saying that, the fat bartender put a sign saying he was busy on the bar, and then took Rea to a room on the second floor of the tavern. This was the place where bounty hunters traded intelligence, and it was not open to the public on weekdays.

Rea knew that the room had excellent soundproofing. Last time, a bounty hunter bought intelligence but refused to pay, and was tortured to death by the tavern owner here. But even if he shouted his throat out, no sound could be heard.

As soon as he entered the door, Rea saw a Fire Rat Orc with scars all over his face sitting by the window. He was the boss here and the intelligence chief of the entire Fire Rat Tribe, but his asking price was extremely high.

"I just want to know one piece of information, about Lord Cullennan Campbell. Is he dead?"

"One hundred gold coins." The intelligence chief looked at Rea and then said expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Rhea didn't waste any words and directly threw over a bag of gold coins.

"not dead."

When Reya heard this, his eyes flashed with disbelief for a moment, and then he asked, "But I heard that he was clearly beheaded by an assassin. How did this Cullennan not die?"

"Two hundred gold coins."

Lei Ya immediately threw over two more bags of gold coins. The intelligence chief weighed them casually and chuckled, "The leaders in the Valando meeting room all witnessed the death of Earl Campbell, but he reappeared intact an hour later. Perhaps it was some kind of substitute magic."

"Oh, by the way, there is a piece of information I can tell you for free."

The intelligence chief lit up the cigar in his hand, took a long puff, and said calmly, "The bounty hunter who cut off the earl's head has become a joke, a clown who performs a drama in front of the leaders. The earl tells this joke wherever he goes."

"Hmph, there's no need to waste time talking nonsense." Rhea said this and turned away.

Shortly after Rea left, the intelligence chief took out a peculiarly shaped microphone from the drawer. It had the Campbell family crest printed on it. Apparently, this was the latest long-distance communication device developed by Campbell Industries, called Magic Talk.

"Hey Hey hey?"

The intelligence chief awkwardly put his face close to the magic talk, and soon a voice came from inside, "Oh, yes, that's right, a bounty hunter just came to me to inquire about the earl's information. Yes, he seemed very angry after I told that joke. Yes, he is very suspicious..."