First Law

Little friend, what's your name? Karen stroked the little kobold's head, which was gray with a tuft of long hair.

Mundo.

Are the chocolate chips delicious?

The little dog-headed man nodded obediently, It's delicious, it's the best thing I've ever eaten. Are these jelly beans?

Chocolate beans, something more advanced than jelly beans. Karen smiled. Although kobolds are dirty, they are not much different from normal human children. For some reason, they have a little more affection for a kobold, Mongolian Do you have any ideals?

Well, I want to build a ranch in Goldsmiths and raise some bulls (cows) that can produce milk.

Karen laughed out loud, and at a glance, the loess was connected to the yellow sand, and the tyrannical sun squeezed out the last trace of water, except for a few thorny trees standing firm, it was extremely desolate.

Bull needs to drink water and eat grass.

But he didn't explain, Why do you want to raise Bull, do you want to drink milk?

Well, I still want to eat meat. Dad said that after drinking milk and eating meat, I can evolve into a powerful kobold warrior, so that I can protect my mother and the clansmen.

It's a very simple dream, yet another beautiful lie, but Mondo's father was right, the ability to evolve from the orc bloodline is the most terrifying talent in the entire Aegean Continent.

Have you never eaten meat?

No, no one in Gold Shining Town has eaten it. Dad said that when we have money, our whole family can eat meat.

Karen smiled, rich, when will you be rich in this barren place.

Not a shred of hope.

Karen touched Mondo's head, but she didn't know how to explain the difficulty of reality to this child, so she could only make up a lie, Don't worry, there will be meat, and there will be bread.

Will you give us something to eat? Mundo asked suddenly.

The hasty question made Karen stunned, but she didn't know how to answer it all at once.

He never sympathized with the weak, and when he saw this group of kobolds, he characterized them as the ranks of elimination.

A kobold is not as good as an ordinary skeleton, expulsion is the only result, but at this moment he doesn't want to tell the truth to a simple child, Of course, I'm your mayor.

Aren't you driving us away?

What? Karen was a little stunned when asked.

The former mayor always wanted to get rid of us. If it wasn't for Lord Churchill, our kobold tribe should have died. The little kobold knelt down directly to Karen, Master Churchill, Lord Churchill is a good man. Without him, the creatures in our Golden Town probably wouldn’t be able to live long ago, he often gave us sugar pills, and my mother said that those things were very expensive, even more expensive than water.

Little Mundo, this is an adult's business.

I know it's too much to say, but Mr. Churchill is really a good man. I think you've got him out of anger. Don't quarrel, okay?

Karen was in a bit of a dilemma. He didn't know how to explain it. Benefits cannot be replaced by a few words or a bit of kindness. When he was in a dilemma, Bunker's voice relieved him.

Mundo, come back soon, it will be noon soon. Bunker bowed to Karen, Boss, I'm sorry, children love to talk nonsense, don't mind.

It's okay, Mondo is quite cute, maybe he will become a powerful kobold warrior. Karen responded and walked towards the mouth of the well.

This is a shaft, the kind that goes straight down.

A hemp rope was tied along the well, the thickness of an arm, and it was thrown straight into the mouth of the well. Looking down along the rope, the black hole seemed to be stretched into hell.

The little kobold Mundo stood at the edge of the well, smiled at Karen, and jumped straight down with a whoosh.

Be careful. Karen hurried over, instead of jumping, she slid down the rope.

Bunker smiled and said, This little kid likes to scare people, boss, the bottom of the well should be cooler, let's go down too, when the sun is in the middle,

I guess we're all going to be jerky.

It was the first time Karen came to the wasteland, and she didn't know the horror at noon, but now her feet were starting to feel hot, like standing on a stove, and the temperature was still increasing.

Bunker, is this rope okay? He can't climb rope, and it's so high.

Bunker immediately understood what was going on, and opened his palm to reveal a thick layer of calluses, Boss, you are not used to it for the first time, but you will get used to it after climbing a lot. I will carry you down. Without waiting for Karen Agree, pull directly over the back, pull the rope with two hands, pull the rope with both hands, and slide straight down.

sand! rustle!

Although the other party is very skilled, Karen can still clearly hear the rubbing sound of the kobold's palm and the rope, and occasionally a few sparks will erupt from the rope due to the friction. His weight is three times that of Bunker. He dared to move this unknown kobold.

They are not very useful, but now I am not as useless as a kobold, and I can't climb ropes. Thinking of this, I can't help but smile bitterly, and I don't even reject the body odor from Bunker's body anymore.

As it descended, the light began to dim, and the temperature also dropped slowly. When the light became extremely dark, it finally bottomed out. When I looked up, the mouth of the well was only as big as an egg, but it was cold around me.

He had to lament the wisdom of living beings, even in such a harsh environment, they can survive with their wisdom.

Karen took a short time to look at the space at the bottom of the well. It was larger than he imagined, like a spacious hall, with stones and wardrobes piled up on the edge, and some stone tables and stools. cup, but I don't know what it is for.

The women were weaving grass rings in the corner, and the young men were resting against the wall of the well, maybe because they were too tired, too lazy to talk, lifeless.

Karen didn't say anything, they were not a group and had no common language.

Are they dealing with rum? Karen was completely at a loss for words.

Bunker nodded, Rum is a good thing. Although it is a bit rough, it can fill your stomach. They are dealing with the things we grabbed. They need to be classified here and exchanged for some things from those Forbes.

Robbery? Karen asked in a low voice.

Bunker smiled, It's nothing funny, it's the only way to survive here.

Karen didn't feel anything against it. If he had the ability to rob, it would only show the strength of the other party. Why don't you leave when it's so difficult here?

Where are you going, Human Race Federation, or Orc Race, you can either be sent to the Colosseum or be used as cannon fodder. Although it is a bit difficult here, at least you don't have to worry about your life. Bunker laughed, Karen, can I call you that? ?”

certainly.

As a person who has experienced it, I will give you a piece of advice. Try not to get in trouble with Forbes. They are very powerful here.

Karen froze for a moment, then smiled, Did you see me quarreling with Churchill?

I just saw Churchill go.

Forbes has a gang of robbers? Karen asked.

No, we can't afford robbers here, but they are the only merchants here, and they have everything we need, water, cloth, food, and they use these methods to firmly control the southwest of the wasteland. If you become the mayor of Shining Gold Town, you have to have a good relationship with them.

Karen finally understood Churchill's harsh words when he left, and he had capital.

Bunker, can you get me some water? Karen said.

I'll pour you a glass. Bunker walked over and talked with a kobold woman for a while before taking a glass of water.

Karen finally understood what the finger-thick glass was for, to hold water, and only take a sip from a glass.

But the moment he took the water glass, there was a swipe, and eyes shot at him like bullets, eager, longing, even with a hint of greed for robbery.

The kobolds leaning on the side were all staring at him.

Karen pointed to Mundo, Drink it.

Bunker stopped between the two, Boss, he has already drank it, water is very precious, you will spoil him like this, if you want to survive in the wasteland, you must control your drinking water, or he will drink water next time It just won't make it through.

Karen smiled, Only this time.

No, one time is enough for him to break the rules. Bunker's attitude was extremely tough. If you want him to live, don't pity him.