Chapter 132 Goblin King
The Goblin King sat in the most luxurious house in the camp, surrounded by other goblins serving him tea and water, fanning him, and looking at the bulky ogre standing at the door, he felt that he was very capable.
Being able to rule so many units means that he is a different species among these goblins, a mutant.
He is smarter than his own kind and those goblins. He can even easily learn first-level and even some second-level spells.
He is even smarter than those ogres. These wild, stupid ogres are not half as smart as normal ogres. The Goblin King only needs to summon a lightning bolt.
The wild ogres retreated in fear and were willing to obey his management.
This camp has gradually gathered a large number of monsters nearby. The Goblin King has also sent his shamans to contact some other small communities. Some communities have wavered and are willing to join their camp.
As the number of people increased, management issues naturally came to him, and the first thing to bear the brunt was naturally the food issue.
Hunting, gathering, and fishing were their main sources of food.
The Goblin King had a genius idea. They only needed to build a dam and lay multiple layers of fine fishing nets to catch everything in the river. Wouldn't they be able to collect a large amount of fish?
As for whether the family would be wiped out, he didn't think so much.
The goblins at the bottom had been driven by him to sow seeds. If it weren't for the shaman supervising these sneaky guys, the Goblin King had no doubt that these things would eat up all the seeds.
Then he fooled them and said he had done it.
Although the Goblin King was of the same race as them, his methods were extremely cruel. When he saw a few goblins digging seeds in the ground to eat.
He caught them and whipped them with a whip in front of everyone until they died.
Humans, humans always have abundant resources for them to plunder.
As long as they plunder once, they can meet their resource needs for a long time, and their territory will not worry about food or clothing. The Goblin King remembered that it was the same when he was in the forest.
He periodically took the goblins under his command to plunder human villages, burning, killing and looting.
But I don’t know when they came here, to this place full of dangerous creatures, and those rare monsters are everywhere here.
And the most common humans didn’t even see their shadows.
The Goblin King casually waved his whip and hit the goblins lying on the ground.
He must find the location of those humans and plunder them fiercely.
When he thought of getting supplies from those defenseless humans, he was already excited. Only some goblins with a large population died. These things are useless. If you eat too much, you will have to give birth. If you eat too much, you will regenerate.
But taking their lives can be exchanged for various supplies that are difficult to produce by relying on them on weekdays.
It consumes the excess population and gets supplies.
But what worries him recently is...
"What?! You only brought back half of the food from the day before yesterday."
The Goblin King stood up angrily, and the long whip in his hand fell hard on the wild ogre, one whip, one whip.
The wild ogre covered with thick skin did not feel any pain, just a little itchy.
On weekdays, the Goblin King did not dare to whip the ogres when he was angry, for fear that they would burst and punch the Goblin King. Although he learned some magic, the magic could not have too much strengthening effect on the body. This small body really could not withstand two heavy punches from the wild ogre.
The shamans and wizards surrounding him knew that the Goblin King was extremely angry at this time.
"That food is not enough for you guys!"
With the help of the ogres, they should be able to catch one accurately, and no wild animal would be a match for these guys covered with thick skin.
Until the day before yesterday, they had obtained a lot of food from hunting. Yesterday, the amount was reduced a little. Today, the amount of food obtained dropped sharply to only half of the day before yesterday.
How could this vast forest not be able to support their two thousand people!
Before he arrived here, a forest could easily support a settlement of 10,000 people.
The Goblin King felt something was wrong, but he just thought that these wild ogres were not serious, so he whipped them harder until he had no strength left.
"If it's still like this tomorrow, the food will be halved!"
The Goblin King scolded the shaman. It was the job of these shamans to communicate with wild ogres. Their underdeveloped brains made it difficult for them to understand the instructions issued by the Goblin King.
Some goblins who were collecting in the wild encountered spiders like them. When the ogres arrived, there were only corpses left on the ground. The panicked goblins were completely unable to resist these ambushers who suddenly attacked from the forest.
The goblins who were lucky enough to survive only described this spider as: very scary.
Spiders, the Goblin King had seen in the broken ancient books that goblins could ride on spiders and become cavalry.
Spider cavalry.
He thought that he might be able to conquer these spiders and make them his mounts, handsome and majestic.
He comforted himself with his future thoughts and chewed two pieces of meat, and then the Goblin King felt at ease.
