I, Li Mu, Xilia Mingguang, a teacher who traveled to the real Azeroth, got a disease - Mary's disease.
In this world where the Alliance and the Horde regard human life as nothing, and even "resurrection" requires a miraculous price, I, who always want to save everyone, have become the biggest alien.
They fight for camp, I milk for life.
So, in the cold despair of the undead natural disaster, I founded the "Cradle of Hope" to prop up the only oasis of peace amidst the artillery fire. The top leaders of the Alliance regard me as a potential threat, and Garrosh, the new warchief of the Horde, angrily denounces me as a "traitor of the Horde" because in his creed of "power is truth", the "mercy" and "neutrality" I represent are more eyesores than the enemy.
From the tragic villain in Shattered Outland, to Arthas on the Frozen Throne of Northrend; from the cataclysm that tore the world apart, to the peaceful land of Pandaria polluted by evil... I thought my "classroom" was the entire Azeroth, and the student I had the most difficulty "teaching" was the orc chief who was full of glory.
Until in the dusty mirror of Karazhan, I met the soul who was burdened with the sins of the world and exiled himself in the long river of time - the last guardian, Medivh.
At that moment, I understood that my "graduation exam" was to heal the world, and... Heal a god.
This is a teacher who uses the way of nature and balance to dim the holy light and make the leaders of the two major camps sit down and listen to his story of key points.
**The point is: life comes first! **
Purpose: Adventure is the main thing, love is the supplement