In this cannibalistic world, prestige is more satisfying than any food!

-- Godot's aphorisms

In the Godot Wasteland, the most important thing is not food!

People who don't live here, it's clear that the strange situation in the wasteland is beyond their imagination. Eating is a very difficult thing to do, and the word "food and clothing" is the most important thing for the people of any country, so why is the wasteland so different? There is no food produced in the Godot wasteland.

When the source of food is difficult to a certain extent, when the natives living in this land are hungry, they have been able to absorb the energy of survival from anything stuffed into their stomachs: a gray squirrel full of grass seeds provides both meat and coarse grain rice balls, termites nesting under a rotten tree are rich in protein, and even the corpses of different species are crunchy to chew after the scorching sun! In other words, why do the aborigines of the wasteland, who can eat at any time and anywhere, still pay attention to food? The key to survival is not to eat, but not to be eaten!

The natives of the wasteland pay attention to "prestige" in an alternative way.

Among the aborigines of the wasteland who live a robber-like life, people with high prestige will naturally get good food, and they will naturally be able to find good mothers-in-law and give birth to a lot of cubs, so that they can keep the land of one side and cultivate it naturally!

The acquisition of prestige naturally depends on fists, excellent fists!

"Mr. Heavy Fist" is naturally such an existence! No one may know how hard the fists of "Mr. Heavy Fist" are, but just listening to Zhuo's name, one can naturally think that his fists are very heavy and very smart, otherwise he would not be called "Mr."

"Mr. Heavy Punch" is not a man, but a combination of a goblin and a little Golon.

The people of the wasteland will find it strange to combine the greedy and cunning goblins with the dull and irascible Goron. Anything strange happens in the wasteland, and there is no surprise here, except for the natural law of "spring plowing and autumn harvest", which responds to the season.

"Fleg" means "flag" in lingua franca, which is the name given to little Goby Fitz by Fitz, the little green-skinned goblin, because he felt that little Goron was like a flag in the wind when he ran, hunting and hunting. People don't care that the children who have not grown up are called little Gorons, because the Gorons have given this name to the other kind of people in the group, the kind of Goron who does not grow up!

Flegg, as he called "Hi-Hide", did not like the sun, and preferred to pull the night curtain and run freely in the wilderness, just like now, rolling a long wave of dust behind his buttocks.

A wicker chair was tied to Fleg's rickety back, and Fitz sat on it, wielding the slingshot made of unknown origin, as proud as a general on a march, chanting "Oak." Behind them, the robbers who had been summoned by "Oak", led by three ogres, pulled out a long arrow-shaped procession, wrapped in billowing red dust, and headed straight for the fat sheep.

The "fat sheep" leaned on a baobab tree, a fat man on the tree, three sisters under the tree, and three black ones.

Fitz clamped the rattan chair tightly, waved the slingshot in his hand and yelled behind him, "Meat!!", and instigated little Goron to lead the morale-boosting team to rush to the prey.

The fat man fried the oil, the girl rubbed the oil, and the black was fried! Fiz had already thought of tonight's cooking.

Two arrows whizzed and grazed little Goron's body, and sank into the ranks behind him, and the three goblins fell in response to the arrows, and instantly disappeared into the running torrent - no goblin would stop for their dead companions.

Two more arrows slashed, taking four lives with them.

Seeing that the enemy had missed four arrows in a row, Fitz laughed at his opponent with "Oak" and "Oak", boosting his morale even more, and the slingshot in his hand swung out a piece of dirt to hit the black paint in the head, which immediately caused a large "Oak" behind him to respond.

There was no sound, and Flegg, who was running with his head down, also roared, and the penetrating sound shook off the few remaining leaves of the bread tree, and even the fat man on the tree trembled.

"Oak!"

The order to fight was given, and Fleg's limbs stomped heavily on the ground, and the shaking of the ground bounced him high above the height of the bread tree and into the sky. Flegg, who was bent on showing off his skills, let out a smug cry again, and the long and large arms he used to walk clenched into a battering ram, drew a large arc, and waved the dust brought up on the ground, and smashed the fat man with the monkey on the tree!

Out of nowhere, the fat man pulled out a huge pancake and held it up on his head, trying to stop Flegg's bombardment.

Fitz sneered, "Can a piece of pancake bribe Fleg? How whimsical!How could that pancake that only appears in the dreams of the desolate atomists tempt the sluggish little Goron?

There was a loud bang, and it shook Fitz's heart and lungs, and if he hadn't had the experience to tie himself to a wicker chair, he wouldn't know where he would have flown to.

When he regained his strength, his heart was almost shocked out of his throat! What kind of pancake was this? Could it really come from a dream? It actually blocked Flegg's "Temural Overpower"!

Before he could scold, the fat man under the pancake scolded first, "Obislachi, you black Cullen! You actually want to defend by the tree! What if the branch breaks and crushes them!"

Fitz vaguely saw a red light light light up, and three black pitch responded to the fat man's abuse with a roar!

The enemy is fighting among themselves! Fitz was overjoyed. Motioning for Flegg to let go of his hand to attack, he clenched the bullet, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent with the "Eye Tree Snake Venom" bullet.

The three ogres are also yelling, and Fitz thinks they're laughing at the stupidity of their enemies. Alas, what a stupid ogre, even mockery can only be expressed with a roar, is it difficult to shout "Oak"?

There was the sound of broken branches at Little Goron's feet, and Fitz was used to it. Goron's feet are hoof-shaped, not at all suitable for climbing trees. The bread trees in Godot Wasteland are all separated by a few large forks and no tails, so Flegg will jump on the trees to attack the enemy. However, such a thick branch could not withstand the impact of little Goron, and Fitz immediately took out the precious "Eye Tree Snake Venom" bullet from his bosom and prepared to help Fleg.

But the cunning fat man actually hid behind the big pancakes, which made Fitz hold his stomach. Just as he was thinking about whether to change the ammunition, a huge force came from under him again, which shook his slingshot and flew out, and little Goronflegg actually flew out of his hand instead of falling to the ground, but flying out inexplicably.

Flegg stood up to the wails of a smashed goblin, and with his angry roar, Fitz looked again at the fat man who had knocked Flegg into the air. I don't know where the hard pancake was received by the fat man, holding a big tree, like dancing a natural mace, knocking away the goblin warriors along the way, and actually killing alone!

Fitz looked at the fat man, as if he wanted to see through the fat body.

At this time, his mind was not in this fight at all.

Fitz is not worried about the Goblin Warriors who will die, and with the prestige of "Mr. Heavy Punch", he can summon more Goblin Warriors as followers at any time.

Fitz wasn't worried about Flegg's fight, and the adult Goron had knocked Flegg away, but "Mr. Heavy" had his prestige skyrocketing by beating that opponent.

Everything that happened around him didn't cause any burden in Fitz's heart, and now he only thought about the big pancake that appeared from the dream, the pancake from the big talk.

Since the appearance of the big word "Waiting for Godot", every once in a while, a popular "big talk" will appear in Godot Wasteland, and soon after, a big event will happen in the wasteland that matches the description of "Big Talk":

The big story of the goblin revival "The Frog Prince" really happened that a Beamon frogman fell in love with the goblin princess, and was inspired by his frog flippers to build a waterwheel to draw water from the river, which won the favor of the goblin Toast, and at the same time won the princess, he reclaimed the first fertile land in the wasteland, bringing stability to the goblins, but it also led to their demise - the jealous ogre rage wiped out the goblin tribe.

The big talk of the ogre leaping into the era of "the wolf and the seven lambs", the corresponding reality is very terrifying, seven ogre young people of different tribes meet to enter the Baiyue Forest adventure, but it attracts the greedy and powerful gray wolf and red wolf. One tribe after another was eaten by wolves, and the last remaining tribe finally repelled the twin wolves with Golon's combat power. Thankfully, there were thirteen Golon living in the wasteland like never before, and they were able to fight the two wolves in unison.

More than 300 years ago, the wife of the lord of Razor Hill was delivered by an ugly doctor on the red soil slope because of a difficult birth, and the twin daughters were born with elegant names, red roses and white roses, but the popular saying at the time said that evil dwarves would take the roses and curse their princes into bears. Later, the dwarves really came, and took the twins as a threat to ask the goblins to give up Razor Mountain......

Regardless of whether the plot is serious or insipid, from the first popular big story "Waiting for Godot", a total of 217 big words, all but the first one have been realized, which makes the aborigines of the wasteland have to be cautious in addition to talking and laughing.

Recently, the 218th big story "Baker Lord" has been spread, saying that someone can become the co-owner of the wasteland with the help of pancakes!

This has become the common pursuit of the prestige of the wasteland, and the wasteland has an undercurrent!

Now, the pancake in the dream has appeared! It is close at hand! So after Fitz yelled "pancake", all the bandits of the wasteland present went berserk. Led by three ogres, they frantically rushed into the three black pitch, and the flying flesh and blood could not make them fear the slightest, and retreated at all!

For the pancakes!

Flegg stepped up and jumped to dodge the mace, and the fat man's surprise made Fitz proud, and the other party obviously didn't understand little Goron's jumping ability. "Hi-hide Little Goron" is about his ability to jump into the sun and disappear into the dazzling sunlight!

The fat man threw away the mace in frustration, and the two sides reverted to hand-to-hand combat.

"Well done!" Fitz complimented his partner, fiddling his hands on the specially made seat, and ordered, "Fleg, Godot Storm Mode!"

Every year in the spring, the Godot Wasteland blows a sandstorm, and with Fitz's help, Flegg is now the center of the sandstorm, and his arms shoot out large clouds of sand and dust with each punch, and the fat man screams in confusion.

After the "Takijiang Low Tide Mode" ran out of mud and dust, the sand and dust bursting out of Flegg's fist turned into foul-smelling mud, and the fat man could only dodge and not attack.

Golden opportunity!

Fitz pulled out another slingshot, and the long-prepared "Eye Tree Snake Venom" caught in the green stinky water and landed on the fat man's arm. The fat man's arm was numb, and he almost fell, but he couldn't dodge Fleg's fist anymore, and the fat man was knocked out with a heavy punch.

The Eye Tree Snake, the trap on the bread tree, its venom does not spread so quickly as other snake venom, but is very condensed, and wherever it hits, it will remain paralyzed until the snake venom has evaporated after ten minutes.

Ten minutes, enough for Flegg's punch to squeeze water out of the stone!

The fat man, who had been beaten with a few punches, finally got angry, and the big pancakes appeared again, and the whole fat shrank behind.

An angry roar stunned the "Mr. Heavy Fist" who was about to grab the pancakes.

The fat man roared the "Golden Dragon Eagle"!

ps：

I like to set up a character like this, and I like to write it this way. A character's life, pursuits, and ideals are all vividly written