The rain crackled on the ground outside the cave, and the stumps of the trees that had been cut down not long ago were covered with green moss, and the rain woke up many plants that had been sleeping for a long time.

Mo Yan's cow sat at the entrance of the cave with a dogtail grass in his mouth, watching the goblins in the rain building a wooden wall, the fire that rose because of the dampness, imprinted on Mo Yan's brown skin, and the wind that occasionally blew into the cave made the flames sway a little, if Mo Yan held a totem at this time, stared at the flame and said: "Mother Earth is fooling you." "It's the perfect world of woe.

This is the first time Mo Yan has seen rain since he came to this world for three months, although from the forest he is in, it should not be without rain here, but Mo Yan has not seen a drop of rain for three months, which also makes him a little panicked, but fortunately, this rain has finally fallen.

Three months is not a long time, but it is not a short time. At least in the past three months, Mo Yan has let the goblins attached to him learn some caves that Mo Yan thinks are common sense of life, as well as find out the environment of the annex. Mo Yan was now in a cave at the edge of a large forest, centered on the cave, with a mountain peak directly south of the cave that was measured to be thousands of meters above sea level, a river that was not very wide to the east, and a human village in the northeast, also downstream of the river.

Judging from the costumes and armor of the guards on the low walls of the village, as well as the peculiar architecture, it is certain that there is no ethnic group that Mo Yan knows about here. After all, it is unlikely that the races on Earth will appear in a strange place with three different colored moons in the sky this night. These villagers are unusually strong, and even women who don't look very strong don't blink an eye when they kill people, and they are completely standard fighting people. This is the conclusion reached after Mo Yan instructed two hundred goblins to storm the village, and then watched these fighting peoples chop all the invading goblins into pieces in less than twenty minutes.

You can't figure it out at all, a big aunt who has just been plowing the field (when it is about to rain, the Salts will turn the ground in advance), suddenly wields out a big sword and slashes around, and the delicate girl who is still in the grass cauliflower just now, takes out a small crossbow from under her skirt and shoots around, and a white-bearded uncle wields a sledgehammer to turn a complete goblin into minced meat.

That assault gave Mo Yan a preliminary understanding of the human combat power in this strange place. If those 200 goblins hadn't been running around to create chaos so that they could be covered by other stealing goblins, it is estimated that the battle would have ended much sooner.

"That village is probably the closest to the forest. Mo Yan continued to bite the grass root in his mouth, feeling the sweetness in his mouth. Except for the high mountain in the south, Mo Yan did not climb it because he was too troublesome, and the village in the northeast, the other directions were forests within two days' journey. "Hey, get the fire away! It's too close!"

Hearing Mo Yan's order, the fire goblin hurriedly moved the burning wood a little farther away with his hands. Because these fire goblins were allergic to water, they were fortunate enough to hide in a cave dedicated to Mo Yan. When Mo Yan was exploring the forest, Mo Yan was shocked by the wide variety of goblins that were everywhere. Mo Yan never thought that a race could develop to fully adapt to the different characteristics of various climates on land, sea and air, with brown tree goblins who are good at climbing trees, red-skinned fire goblins who are not afraid of fire but afraid of water, and green cave goblins.

Although Mo Yan has never seen the desert yet, Mo Yan thinks that even in the desert of the forbidden area of life, these goblins will be everywhere like cockroaches! But this also solves Mo Yan's labor problem, and the large number of goblins who like to cling to powerful monsters are the best coolies.

For example, now, the wall that Mo Yan is building. To fence the cave within two hundred meters, if there are no goblins that Mo Yan has subdued everywhere in the past three months, more than a thousand goblins to build, it is estimated that Mo Yan will not be able to finish it next year if he has a minotaur. "Alas...... It would be nice if it was stronger. Mo Yan sighed as he watched another goblin in the rain being smashed into meat sauce by the logs used as raw materials for the wall.

In the past three months, Mo Yan has also seen a lot of strange monsters, and many monsters that are much stronger than goblins exist. At first, Mo Yan wanted to communicate with these guys, but after killing the fifth idiot who shouted, "Beef!" and then pounced, Mo Yan gave up this naïve idea. Maybe it's the relationship between monsters that eat and be eaten, anyway, Mo Yan doesn't want to communicate with those monsters who look and have a strange IQ.

As a minotaur, Mo Yan doesn't want to NTR anyone now. From the fact that after he got the tools, the first thing he thought of was to build a wall to fence himself off, and it can be seen that Mo Yan is very insecure now. Since he has come to a strange world, it is estimated that there are many creatures stronger than him, such as dragons or something.

The attitude of human beings towards monsters is: "A dead monster is a good monster!" and the attitude of the monster towards a monster is: "There is a lone minotaur in front of him, his protein is five times that of beef, and he can eat it if he removes his head!" The former wanted to kill Mo Yan when he saw it, while the latter wanted to eat it.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to die!" Mo Yan looked up to the sky and roared: "I don't want to be killed by strange monsters or people in such a strange place!"

"Head...... Head?" The scream startled the fire goblins, who had packed the already large cavern.

"Wait for the rain to stop!Immediately give me a new hole next to me!" "Don't look at it and don't get angry, as soon as I think of the originally crazy and spacious place, which is crowded with this group of goblins who can't touch the water, a burst of fire rises in Mo Yan's heart, two hot breaths erupt from Mo Yan's nostrils, and the scarlet eyes look fierce and said, "I'm really fed up!"

"Do you hear that? In a camp in the forest, a Salter warrior asked his companion.

"Hmm. The warrior called Aruba, with a strange tremor on his scarred face, said, "It can't be wrong, it's the cry of the Minotaur." It shouldn't be very far from here. ”

"Haha......" The warrior looked at the strange twitch on Aruba's face, laughed and drank the honey wine from the horns in his hand, and said, "Do you remember the minotaur who knocked you off the cliff? ”

"Then kill him once!" Aruba snatched the horns from the warrior's hands, scooped up the mead from the barrel in the middle of the tent, took a sip and said, "My face is full of scars, but it will always remind me not to spare any minotaur!"

"By the way, Emily hasn't found her warrior yet?" the warrior looked at the heavy rain outside the tent and began to talk about family life: "She's not too young anymore. ”

"Alas......" was mentioned about his sister's marriage, and Aruba was also a little troubled: "Yes, she is already twenty years old. The girls of her age and the children are already running around the village. I've told her many times, but she just doesn't like the lads in the village. ”

"Maybe you'll take her to the city?" suggested the warrior, "There are quite a few good lads in the city who are fifteen or sixteen years old, and there should always be a suitable one." Emily's waist and chest are so good, she can definitely raise a strong warrior. ”

"In the city?" Aruba touched his chin and considered, "Maybe it's a good proposal, I heard that the Berserker Warriors have recruited a lot of good guys, maybe they can look for ...... from there"

Quack~~~ At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded not far from the tent, stopping Aruba's words.

"It's another bunch of bad guys. Aruba picked up the battle axe he had at hand, tried the blade, and said to the warrior who had already taken out the greatsword: "Listen to this cry, it is estimated that there are more than two hundred. ”

"It's so little, it's not even an exercise after a meal. The warrior twisted his slightly stiff neck with a popping sound.

"yes. Aruba lifted the curtain of the tent and looked at the grass around him, looked at the blue eyes in the grass and said with a smile, "Then Bibi Kuru." One hundred of them, whoever kills them in the end, there is no wine to drink!"

"Haha!" Kuru said with his sword on his shoulder, laughing, "Then it looks like you won't be able to drink tonight." ”

"Hmph......" Aruba said with an axe, splitting a little demon that jumped out of the grass next to him into two pieces, "I'm already one ahead now." ”

Kuru shrugged, slapped the two little devils that pounced on him to minced meat, and said, "Now I'm ahead." ”

Rain...... It had been falling, and the sound of rain on the leaves of the forest had completely covered the cries of the little devils in the rain, and the people of Satl had once again begun to clean the rainy season. ―――――――――――――――――――――――― post more comments, vote more for recommendations!