Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 218: Hey, can we reconcile?

After feeding dozens of subordinates, Brother Sha, as the chief, had to think about "living".

It is definitely not possible to continue to stay in the southern stream. For the first kill reward, players are like wolves seeing meat when they see wild monsters.

With just a few short ribs that can't even beat a chicken, it's easy for others to casually use them as soldiers to replace them.

But as a clerk in the advertising department of a juice company, he couldn't figure out the appropriate mine distribution even when playing an RTS game, let alone in "reality"?

Fortunately, he has loved reading historical stories since he was a child and knows the importance of teamwork.

And now, he happens to have a professional counterpart in his body.

"Mad King, what do you think?"

After the previous quarrel, the Mad King had been silent for a long time, probably because he was angry with the thief who stole his body.

After a long time, he uttered a cold sentence.

【I have no idea! 】

Yes, the best answer is directly.

There was no other way, Brother Sha had no choice but to hold a live broadcast temporarily, hoping to let the audience give him advice.

"Dear viewers, I plan to build a tribe with my goblins. You see..."

【First】

【Um? I thought the up owner didn’t live broadcast, but I didn’t expect that I could be caught even getting up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet]

[Wait a minute, isn't the anchor playing "Code Name: Yangyue"? How come he has established a tribe! ? 】

After a lot of useless comments, some serious viewers began to come up with ideas.

[The east side of the plain is a wall, and the west side is too close to the player army. I suggest we go directly north to take a look]

[I have a plan, let’s find a highland with spring water, preferably one with fewer trees, so we won’t be afraid of others making dumplings]

[Remember to patrol around more and maintain good relations with your neighbors. Don’t fall into the crosshairs of a powerful tribe]

Under the guidance of the barrage, Brother Sha successfully found a hill with sparse trees.

Although the underground plains do not have any high mountains or dangerous natural hazards, it is always good to occupy a high ground.

After some exploration by the turtle cub, a clean spring was discovered under a few rocks on the top of the mountain.

After just a little cleaning of the stones and gravel accumulated on it, a clear spring gurgled out, and the flow was not small.

"We have land and water, and we have to go to the dungeon to purchase food... That's all, let's build a tribe here!"

"Guah! Guah!"

The little greenskins immediately cheered happily, and even the Turtleback cubs were rolling around.

……

"No, don't just be happy, hurry up and help with the work!"

Brother Sha, or Lin Luo, is actually a very Buddhist person in nature.

Not to mention the reality, I don’t even have many friends on the Internet.

So in the next few days, he collected tutorials on wilderness survival while leading his tribe to build a shelter.

No matter how busy the other players were with their diplomacy and trade routes, he would only guard this three-thirds of an acre of land and farm with peace of mind.

While other players were desperately trying to find hot spots and work hard, they just set up the quietest game live broadcast room on the Internet.

Unfortunately, not many people are willing to watch a group of underpants goblins swinging axes and sweating profusely.

Not many people have the patience to watch the entire process of building an ugly stick house with vines.

Therefore, after the popularity subsided, the people who appeared in his live broadcast room and videos also became Buddhist viewers like him.

Brother Sha was also happy to do this. He chatted with the audience while working, and asked the barrage for advice when there were development problems. He had a very leisurely time.

The original "Legend of the Electronic Pet Mad King" was simply changed by him into "The Record of Survival of the Goblin Tribe in the Wilderness" starting from the fourth issue.

Until two days ago, a game-wide announcement suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of his field of vision.

"Well, finally opened a large dungeon?"

He thought for a moment and felt that since this game is essentially an online game, it would be better to participate in it and see how other people develop.

Finally, when I took a look outside the mine, I saw that the small hillside was full of people, and all of them were professionals + fully armed.

At first, a hundred players could fight three thousand goblins if they united, but now more than a thousand players unite...

"Well, I just said that our players are very powerful, so don't think about revenge."

[Get out, get out! I don't want to hear you talk! 】

Although the Mad King is still used to keeping silent these days, he can't help but make a few sentences occasionally.

Although most of the speeches were ridiculed or insulted when Brother Sha made a mistake.

But according to the psychology experts in the barrage, he was almost successful.

Brother Sha had no intention of standing out, so he didn't rush forward with all his strength and followed the large troops into the residential area.

However, the Buddhist gameplay, which mainly focused on spectators, was not without its rewards. He noticed the few unlucky ones who also chose to open the alien type.

[Are there any experts? 】

[It’s too abstract, someone really chooses this kind of opening]

[Lord Chief, these guys look like they are the talents of Wang Zuo, why don’t you win them quickly! 】

Under the teasing and teasing of everyone in the barrage, Brother Sha thought about it and finally decided to try to make contact.

And when he saw a big green-skinned man who was three meters tall, with a muscular back and a ferocious face walking over bearing the ID of [Killer Goblin].

[Troll King] Goblin, [Desert Death God] Kobold, and [Biodemon] Slime were all stunned.

"This brother...this big brother, why did you choose this kind of start?"

Brother Sha held the ax and scratched his head.

"At that time, I thought the Goblin Chief sounded very majestic, so I chose it. What about you?"

……

Yes, people choose the big green guy because he is strong.

Why would I choose this sinkhole to start! ?

Such a pointed question pierced the hearts of the three of them, almost making them cry on the spot.

He was still deprived of his title as the God of Death by [But Seeking Death], and now he can only be referred to as a dog-headed buddy with a big heart.

He shrugged angrily and laughed at himself.

"I originally wanted to have fun, but ended up having fun myself..."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's not cry."

After comforting him, Brother Sha pointed outside the cave.

"Actually, in my opinion, with our brothers' levels, there is no need to participate in the next battle."

"It just so happens that my family is quite big and I often help some little people. Why don't you come and sit at my house!"

The slime was lying on the ground, but after hearing this, he jumped up.

"your home!?"

"Yes, you may not know that I have established a small goblin tribe based on my status as chief."

"Ok?"

The dog's head also raised its voice and widened its eyes.

"Awesome, buddy, I thought your [chief] was just a blood term, but I didn't expect you actually have a territory?"

<divclass="contentadv">The troll himself was a goblin, and he slapped his thigh when he heard this.

"They're all goblins? It's so cool! I have to join the big army this time!"

Brother Sha originally wanted to recruit players to help. Seeing everyone's enthusiastic participation, he naturally hurriedly greeted him.

"Okay, no problem, let's go."

"Walk around..."

Perhaps because they were of the same demi-human race, the four of them got along pretty well while chatting along the way.

Brother Sha also gradually learned about the other party's occupation and identity in reality during this process.

The slime, which could only be packed away in a bamboo basket because it moved too slowly, was actually a young and promising doctor.

The kobold responsible for transporting him is his real-life friend, a toy designer who has recently become famous.

The goblin whose blood pressure soared when he saw the rough wooden house as soon as he came to the tribe is a Xunle blogger who is famous for building microscopic houses.

"Looking at it this way, these guys are really professional counterparts."

With the help of these few colleagues, the development of the tribe suddenly went smoothly.

With the help of various materials and tools in the mall, the architecture and planning gradually became more formal.

At least with a little squeezing, all the goblins can get into the thatched hut and sleep, instead of continuing to use the sky as their quilt and the ground as their bed, fighting to be like little Sanmao.

Of course, as a chief, Brother Sha couldn't just let others contribute.

With his help, the other three people also successfully changed their professions and became three trainee mages.

"Wait, why am I the only warrior?"

"The appearance is already very ugly. Of course, we need to balance it with the mage profession as soon as possible."

At this time, the era of running business came, and they were discovered by players running around.

"It's amazing. There is a goblin tribe here that belongs to us?"

After being surprised at the beginning, Fu Le also came up with an idea after visiting the tribe.

"In this case, I suggest that you guys just form a guild so that you can do things more easily in the future!"

"Too!"

A few of them got together to figure it out, and simply established a guild called [Mage Group].

"Wait a minute, why isn't it called Green Mood? Except for the dog's head, everyone is green."

"reject!"

Everything was developing smoothly at first, but just now, a few people suddenly came to the foot of this uncontested hillside.

Most of the warehouse was stolen, and Sheldon did not dare to report it as Ji Ming expected, but instead found a way to fill the hole on his own.

As for the method of filling holes, it is also very simple - if you learn from it, just go to other tribes and get it.

So he sent three small teams to raid those weak tribes and rob them of weapons and food.

And by chance, one of them came near the Goblin tribe.

"Huh? When was there a group of goblins here? It was obviously not there when I came last time."

The four of them each have their own jobs, and it is impossible for them to be online continuously like those professional players, so the tribe is basically in a free-range state except at night.

Moreover, in just a few days, it would be good to be able to arrange everyone's food, clothing, housing and transportation, but they did not have time to arrange defense or military training.

"What, just a bunch of skinny, defenseless goblins?"

So after sending spies around to make sure there were no strong men in the tribe, the mercenaries quickly launched an attack.

Goblins are essentially a timid species. When they saw six or seven ferocious humans rushing up the hillside, they immediately became confused.

Although there are a few stronger ones who want to resist in the chaos, who are the opponents of the mercenaries?

He couldn't get a beating at all. He could only be kicked by one person and broke his ribs, leaving him lying on the ground vomiting blood.

But the goblin resistance was easily broken down, but the mercenaries were not happy.

After all, according to ancient legends, a treasure guarded by an evil dragon must be a rare treasure in the world.

So on the other hand, what good things can a tribe that doesn't even have basic combat power have?

But after opening the strongest-looking wooden house in the tribe, almost every mercenary couldn't help but rub their eyes.

"Iron axe, iron saw, sword, shield, spear...ah?"

The squad leader frowned and personally picked up a long knife and performed two moves before he dared to confirm that it was the real guy.

"How come these wild and primitive-looking Goblins have so many good things?"

"Is it possible that a caravan nearby was robbed and some of the missing goods fell into their hands?"

The team leader didn't care so much and simply ignored the doubts and discussions of his subordinates.

"Hmph, no matter what the reason is, this batch of goods belongs to us anyway! Brothers, take it!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong golden light flashing in front of his eyes.

When his vision returned, he gradually raised his head and found an extremely tall goblin standing in front of him.

With a face full of flesh and fangs turned out, the Goblin Chief lowered his eyes, but his face showed confusion.

"Well, why are there humans in the tribe?"

Brother Sha had just returned to reality and had a takeaway meal, and he had no idea what was going on here.

But seeing their chief finally returning, the goblins who had been greatly wronged immediately started making noises.

This reminded him to look around, at a few wild monsters with red names holding [mercenaries], and then at the tribesmen who were vomiting blood...

"Huh!? You thief!"

The chief was furious and took out the double-edged axe.

Under such power, the mercenary team leader could only open his mouth wide and spit out a sentence with trembling lips.

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

"Reconciliation? At this moment? Little thing, are you kidding?"

After all, he brought out three mages and a super goblin with one-on-one tutoring from his grandfather.

With just a few stinky tomatoes and rotten potatoes, how could they be Sha Ge's opponent?

Naturally, combined with wood spells and a few punches, they were all knocked down without even using weapons.

Throwing the mercenaries together, he quickly walked towards the injured goblins.

Fortunately, those primitive and lowly creatures are often tougher, and at least judging from the status bar displayed by the system, they are not in serious trouble.

Once the crisis was over, he had time to think carefully.

No way, although it is said that game officials like to trick people, but...

This is too confusing!

My tribe has only been open for three days, can it be enough to wipe out the tribe?

And with Brother Sha's temper, everyone was blocking the door. Even if these mercenaries didn't kill them, they couldn't let them go easily!

After giving them a good meal of sandbag punching, he chopped the ax into the ground.

"Say, what are you guys here for?"

Mercenaries often have the dual nature of cunning and honesty, and now, they are obviously good boys after being beaten into pig heads.

They all explained the situation one after another, and honestly even formed several pairs of brothers-in-law on the spot.

"Stop, stop, Cao Ni Ma, I'm live broadcasting!"

Who is still writing on New Year’s Eve?

Ah, it turns out to be me. Happy New Year to everyone.