Looking at the confused green faces behind him with a little damn anticipation, Captain Cao let out a long sigh. I don't know if this is the first loss-making business I have done, and this kind of business that does not make money is almost used to by Head Cao. Thinking that he had repeatedly shouted in front of Old Man Ao that he was not the kind of person who was not kind to the soldiers, Commander Cao himself had the urge to laugh.

Captain Cao not only has the kindness of a woman, but is even softer than most women on the Pan-American continent. In the face of a strong group, Captain Cao can be ruthless. But once faced with a vulnerable group like goblins, who can't even control life and death in their own hands, the damn ruthlessness doesn't know where to go.

The only thing that has gained is that in private, Captain Cao made an excuse to pass Beverly's private collection of "Encyclopedia of Sex", and quietly put it in the saddle, it seems that he is also preparing to hide and study this kind of heirloom classic......

Beverly never called on his people at all, and after Captain Cao dropped those words, Beverly made a decision directly, and without even packing up his things, he was ready to follow Captain Cao. Beverly even designated the next patriarch, and even his own wife was generous enough to give up to his successor.

For Beverley, making such a decision was not difficult at all. After being discriminated against in the Golden State gang, Beverly was always trying to get out of such a bandit life. Beverly, who was nimble, had already found himself unfit for the bandit, and he didn't want to wait until two or three years later to be kicked out of his home.

The Realm of Exile is a paradise where the law of the jungle eats the strong, and the most important thing here is strength. When you don't have the strength, then you need to think of other ways. The shortcut Beverly could think of was to hug a thick enough thigh. The Golden State Gang's thigh Beverly was not that lucky, even if they didn't know why they were brutally before, but it wasn't Beverly who could be on the side.

Not necessarily, the thinnest of them looked much more tamped than the strongest hyena man Beverly had ever seen. Even if it's to eat leftovers behind this group. Beverly felt that it was much more reliable than the precarious days he was now.

The banished goblins have no choice but to die in the Great Wasteland, even the indigenous beasts here have a much higher status in the food chain than the lone goblins. Clusters of goblins may not be afraid of roaming beasts, but lone goblins can only become the stomach of beasts. The beasts are not a sapient race, and they do not dislike the elaborate body odor of the goblins, but the strong smell is the best navigator to attract them.

As for the other goblins, why did they come with them? Captain Cao was a little confused, so he pulled Beverly over and asked about it, only to find out the reason why it made people laugh and cry.

The goblins' calculating and calculating personalities are not groundless, and the reason why they also follow them on the road together. That's because they found out that the patriarch Beverly had left the tribe so decisively. Before, this was a situation that they could not have imagined. At all times, Beverly valued his status more than his life.

The status of the patriarch means that there is the best treatment in the tribe, women, food...... You can count the priority enjoyment of one qiē thing. In order to keep the position of the patriarch, Beverly has always done everything he can. Like today, if you abdicate without saying a word, it can almost only happen in a dream.

If this kind of unbelievable thing really happens, it means that he must have a better place to go. He must have discovered that following this guy could be more nourishing than in this tribe. They came with me for only one reason, and that was to keep Beverly alone.

Surviving in such a harsh environment, not only is there no dead huddle. On the contrary, he was suspicious, and Captain Cao could only express his admiration. But many of them have gone, and it's not bad for that, compared to orcs and hyena people. Goblins don't have a very scary appetite. If they can find a suitable position for them, Head Cao feels that this loss-making deal will not turn over one day.

The unpredictable life is so difficult, how can it not make people feel a lot of emotion. Head Cao rubbed his nose numbly. Even if the goblins were allowed to distance themselves a little, Tiangong was not beautiful, and the raiding group walking in front was just in the downwind direction, and Captain Cao even doubted whether his sense of smell could still play a role when he returned home......

Nobeier ran with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and at this moment, Nobeier even hated his deceased parents a little. There are countless names, why did you give yourself such a name? Norber, it's really enough to carry it.

As a noble magician, even if it is only the most basic magician apprentice, he should be a status that is favored by thousands of people in the human world. Once upon a time, Norbeir felt the same way, and when he was a teenager, he was identified with the potential to become a magician, which made Norbeir ecstatic.

If it is a powerful fire magician, then Nobeir may become a magician who is valued by countless forces and even spends a huge amount of money to cultivate.

Or a light magician is not bad, the light magician has always been a seedling who is highly valued by the Bright Church, the strongest religious force in the human world, as long as he has a talent for light magic, it means that he can step into the door of the Holy See. No matter how lazy and bad you are, you can mix up the status of a clergyman. Even if you can't serve in the main departments of the Holy See, it's not bad to be a priest in some remote villages, at least you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you are still admired by countless followers of the Holy See with an iron rice bowl.

But Norbeir isn't one of those sought-after talents, he's a damn alchemist. Alchemists are also a branch of the vast magic system, strictly speaking, it should be considered metal magic, but it can only be regarded as an auxiliary system. However, the magicians of this branch are not as valued as their counterparts in other branches, but rather a bit unwelcome.

The fundamental reason why this branch of magic is so unpopular is that most of the alchemy industry is engaged in research work, and the research topic is magic equipment, as well as those various types of magic arrays. This kind of auxiliary industry makes Norbeier miserable, because there are not many people with this kind of talent in the human world, but only a handful of them mix well in the end.

Because it cannot effectively provide instant combat power, it is difficult for ordinary alchemists to research any huge results in a short period of time. Therefore, this group of magicians has gradually been labeled as "eating idle food" in the human world.

The alchemy industry had an incomparably glorious era, and that was during the period of constant wars in the human world. Alchemists are able to research something that is suitable for war, so they are loved by all forces. There are countless forces vying to worship the alchemists, providing them with good treatment, and trying their best to provide them with rare metals and various materials.

However, it is not so easy for the alchemy industry to make breakthrough research, and even countless alchemists have made it difficult to make progress in this industry in their lifetimes, and this proportion can even reach 99.999 percent. Someone once said that the alchemy industry is almost at its limit, and it wants to make some breakthroughs. It is almost impossible to give birth to equipment with epoch-making magic.

In summary, this industry is infinitely close to being eliminated by the times.

Alchemists, of course, are against such arguments, but they are powerless to do anything about the real problem. The blame can only be blamed on their peers, although there are many peers, but there are very few who are angry. There are more and more doubts about alchemists, and the result is that alchemists are now difficult to become the target of those forces rushing to chase and worship.

Countless forces have also suffered enough from alchemists, and it costs even more to worship one alchemist than to worship other magicians. The materials they studied could touch all corners of the Pan-American continent, and most of them were of great value, not only to make the forces that worship them hard, but also to be prepared to spend gold coins on the water.

Such a comparison. It is much more cost-effective to enshrine those magicians who are primarily gifted with magic. The materials they need are relatively easy to obtain, and as long as they have enough financial resources to support them, even a less talented main mage can be trained into an instant combat force at the worst. They're able to cast two spells when they need to, if it's just to liven up the party. Putting off a gorgeous fireworks can also make people feel that the money is not in vain.

If you spend it on the alchemist, it is equivalent to not seeing anything. Unless the alchemists really researched something earth-shattering, which could be as huge as the impact on the era when the magic equipment was born, their expenses would be meaningful. But everybody knows. The birth of an alchemist like that can hardly be an extravagant hope, and if such talents are everywhere, not only will humanity already rule the Pan-American continent. Even the heavens and gods have taken over with them.

The reality of Pan-American is that alchemists are the most deformed branch of magicians among all the divisions. Because of the embarrassing status quo of the industry, only if an alchemist has enough reputation and has certain achievements in the industry will he attract those rich financiers to invest.

An alchemist like Nobeier, who is only an alchemy apprentice, can only get a blank eye wherever he goes. Those who don't give face, dare to poke his nose in front of Nuobeier and call him a "charlatan".

Even countless people around him have advised Nobeier not to attach too much importance to the talent of an alchemist who is not looking for boundaries. Nobir's parents died early, and they were not the kind of famous families, and alchemists needed to spend a lot of money to engage in related research even if they were the most beginners. So this talent is a beautiful blueprint that is unattainable for Nobeier. Instead of achieving nothing like his predecessors in his life, it is better to honestly find a job, marry a wife and have children, and live a down-to-earth life.

But Nobeir has long cultivated an extremely tenacious character, even if people all over the world say no, as long as he thinks it is feasible, he will definitely not give up.

Such a tenacious and stubborn personality should be a great thing to appear in the body of an alchemist. But there are no absolutes in the world, and just one thing that happened during this period of time made Nobeier wish that he had obeyed the advice and gave up the unattainable dream!

finally waited for the first spring breeze in his career, who knew that when the spring breeze was proud, the bitch of fate came to find trouble with Nobeier...... (To be continued......)