The sun is high and the sun is shining.

In the easternmost part of the "Frontier Prince's Domain" of the Old World, in the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles on the edge of the world, there is a small plain hidden in it.

Several tributaries of the Howling River slowly flowed through the desolate land, eventually disappearing into the mountains.

Thanks to the abundant freshwater resources, the large forests at the foot of the mountain make it more vibrant and vibrant than the rest of the world.

In the delta formed by the confluence of two small rivers, the soil is relatively fertile and was once a gathering point for the green-skinned tribe.

Just a few days ago, the small tribe known as Broken Claw was attacked by a High Elf cavalry, and after a simple but efficient slaughter, it was all reduced to rubble.

The elves slaughtered the greenskins as fast as they could, and burned the entire camp with a single fire, along with their former masters.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

The High Elves, who had just fought with these green mushrooms, knew that if their corpses, or a severed leg or two, were left on the ground, it wouldn't be long before a new batch of green skins would grow here, endlessly.

The raging fire burned for a whole day and night, and when Shi Lezhi returned here, he could still see a few wisps of smoke rising and not dissipating.

Seeing the tribe that had lived for more than half a year being razed to the ground, leaving only piles of blackened rubble and a lingering scorching stench, he was also embarrassed.

This is the brutal and bloody world of Warhammer, where disaster strikes at any moment, and death hovers around forever.

Although the "Broken Claw Tribe" itself is not large, and it is not ranked among the many green-skinned tribes in the eastern part of the border prince's territory, it still has a scale of thousands of people, but it is not an egg, and one of them will be wiped out without paying attention.

But it can be regarded as a coincidence, since he crossed over half a year ago, Shi Lezhi has never seen his own warlord, and it is said that he took most of the orcs of the tribe to participate in a great Waaagh! Gone, leaving behind are newborn orcs and goblins they look down upon, and these people are naturally no match for the pointy-eared ones, even if the latter are much smaller in number.

The orc warriors who stayed behind did not flinch, and the result was that none of them were spared, and ironically, some weak fart spirits escaped by relying on the oil on the soles of their feet.

…………

Shi Lezhi is one of the lucky ones, and this disaster is a new beginning for him.

It's only been less than a few days, and his attributes in the system have changed a lot, and there are a few more columns.

[Name: Stone Broken Claw (Lord)]

[Race: Greenskin-Fart]

[Grade: LV2]

【Waaagh！ ：11/60】

[Equipment: None]

[Feature: "Lotus Tongue"]

[Race Characteristics: None]

Since he can speak, he naturally has to have a name, Shi Lezhi did not use his real name, the pronunciation of the Chinese name is a little too difficult for the green skin, so he changed his flower name when he first came out of the mixed society, stone.

He was lazily lying under a boulder, napping in the shade, and of course, occasionally looking up to catch a glimpse of the thin green shadows in the ruins not far away.

These little guys are less than 30 centimeters, covered in miserable green, with pointed ears and pointed noses, only a crimson rag around their waists, and their skinny upper bodies are directly exposed to the air, like a group of child laborers who have been oppressed by black-hearted capitalists.

Like the stone, they are also the fart spirits of the original "Broken Claw Tribe", but their identities at this time are very different.

In addition to these little farts spirits, there is also an old fellow who is twice as tall as them as an overseer, a black robe that cannot be seen in its original color is put on his rickety body, and he is pointing and yelling, naturally it is the wandering goblin old rotten teeth.

In the midst of his cursing, the fart spirits kept shuttling back and forth, some smashing the cracked stones and rolling them into the river, some were pouting their butts and digging pits, their faces were full of joy, and from time to time there were excited screams, and they seemed to have good morale.

Whenever the stone saw the figure that stood out from the crowd and the wooden stick in his hand, he was angry.

"I'm going! If it weren't for this old guy to complete the novice task, I would definitely have avenged yesterday's stick. ”

Of course, this is just his own inner complaint, and if he really fights, he will definitely not be able to fight.

It is said that the stone woke up in the cave that day, and just took on a new task, and before he had time to scream, he was used as a brain convulsion by this old thing, and he was beaten with a stick for no reason, and he was dizzy for another day.

Fortunately, the plot in the back is like a soap opera, with peaks and loops.

When he woke up, he pointed at the old rotten teeth and cursed, but the other party was not angry, and after being stunned for a while, he fell to the ground and shouted "Hair on top" to the stone with a reverent face, looking like a monk seeing Buddha and Allah seeing Allah.

The stone was naturally stupid, and before he could react, he received a prompt that the novice task "I want to be the boss" was completed!

10 points Waaagh! Hand! Lords Template Activated!

"Did you subdue this goblin with a mouth cannon?" The stone itself finds incredible.

Wait, when he calmed down, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have died a big death?!

No little fart has ever dared to scold a goblin like this, you must know that in the greenskin tribe, in terms of status, the goblin is the slave of the orc, and the fart is the slave of the goblin, and his behavior just now is like a puppy, one day he suddenly opened his mouth and scolded the master, I believe that what is waiting for it must be a pot of fragrant dog meat hot pot.

Fortunately, before he showed his timidity, the old rotten tooth here had already taken the initiative to speak and told him what happened after he fell into a coma, and after a long time, this old guy was still his savior.

At that time, Stone was participating in the "barrel war", fighting a wild boar cub three times his size, and when he finally won the battle, he also fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

At the same time as he won, a team of High Elves descended from the sky and began to slaughter the greenskins they saw.

When the orcs saw that someone took the initiative to come to the door, they didn't say a word and shouted that the second brother Mao was doing it, and no one paid attention to the stone that fainted in the barrel, and at that time, due to the system Waaagh! His body began to undergo abnormal changes, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he was stronger than before.

All this was seen by the old rotten teeth in the crowd, he was stupid at that time, and swore by the big feet of Brother Mao, he had never heard of a greenskin, or a fart, who could grow so much at once!

The old guy desperately saved the stone, and while the intruder's attention was attracted by the orcs, he fled with him on his back to a small cave near the camp, where he usually hid, and escaped.

In addition, a dozen or so fart slaves with slightly clever brains also fled here with him.

The stakes are high, and the old rotten tooth drove them all out of the cave to watch the wind, and then sealed the entrance of the cave, and waited alone for the stone to wake up, and then a little accident happened.

When the stone woke up again, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was the standard green language, the mouth was dirty, the level of foul language that burst out was so high, and the vocabulary was so large that even he was willing to bow down, which made him even more convinced that the little guy in front of him must have been taken by Brother Mao!

"He's not an ordinary butt boy, he's the chosen son of two great gods!"

"It was they who heard my call and sent down a miracle through my stick!"

"Brother Mao didn't abandon me! From now on, I will be the most loyal servant of the Chosen One! As long as I follow him, I will definitely be able to regain everything I lost before! ”

This was the idea of the old rotten tooth at that time, so he was willing to take the form of a goblin and take the initiative to recognize the weak fart spirit, which would be seen by other greenskins, and he would definitely have to laugh off the big tooth.

Even he was like this, not to mention the other farts outside the cave, and as soon as they saw the stone that was a cut above themselves, their eyes were immediately full of golden light, and they were willing to become his subordinates.

This is in line with the normal thinking of the green skin, as long as you are bigger and stronger than me, then you are the boss.

Well, it's that simple and crude.

In this way, the stone has completed the novice task by virtue of the characteristics obtained in a daze, and there is an additional group of subordinates, although the IQ of this group of little guys is really touching, but no matter what, these sixteen fart spirits and goblin old rotten teeth together can bring twenty-six Waaagh points to him who has just become a lord! Enough to move up one level.

In front of everyone's eyes, the little fart's body changed again, and a warm current was born out of thin air, and after quickly flowing through his body, the stone obviously felt that he was much older than before, and he could clearly feel the reverence in the eyes of the old rotten teeth and the ass that was about to overflow.

In their eyes, this tall and strong fart is like a brother Mao who has descended to earth, and they will take every word they say as a guideline.

The next step is simple, in order to complete the last novice task "Cleaning the Ruins", Stone asks a few fart spirits to go out to investigate the situation first, and make sure that the group of killing gods has left overnight, so he takes all the men and horses and sneaks back to the previous camp.

As mentioned earlier, the location of this site is excellent, surrounded by mountains in front and meandering rivers in the back, the land is fertile, the water is abundant, and it is definitely a treasure land in the barren border prince's territory.

So even though the High Elves had just raided the lair, Stone didn't want to give up here.

Besides, he didn't have a choice, with the strength of their group of rookies, in the chaotic border prince's territory, he casually encountered a warrior of another race, or a green-skinned orc of another tribe, and the end would be the same, turning into a plate of white-cut chicken.

So he decided to take a gamble, stay here and start over, just bet that those pointed ears like the devil entering the village were just passing by, not premeditated, to be honest, with the scale of the "Broken Claw Tribe" before, it was not worth anyone else's plans.

Back at the ruined camp, Stone first asks Old Rotten Tooth and the Spirits to get all the rubble into the river, and then see if he can find something useful in the field to prepare for the next farming plan.

Although the original wooden buildings were burned to the ground, Shi Shi, who had been in the Greenskins tribe for half a year, knew that some Greenskins, especially goblins, had a habit of burying good things in the ground under their beds, and I believe they should find something.