Lord, I’m A Lizardman

"If you continue to refuse, will Simon make a move on this sudden human being?"

An Mubai whispered in his heart, looking at Simon, who seemed to be kindly chuckling in front of him, but had a long sword in his hand, and looked at the dead body of the flame tiger, as well as the car toe and the three scales.

The Shallow Pit Lizardmen did not refuse Simon's qualifications at all, not to mention that they had just experienced a fight with the low-level monster, the Flame Tiger, and died of a high-level Lizardman and two middle-level Lizardmen.

"system!"

An Mubai recited the call in his heart, and in the sight of his golden vertical pupils, the task panel of the system was condensed.

"Mission: Kill a thousand people, truth is only in force, how can a qualified territory not have its own qualified force value, force is the guarantee of all truth in the world."

"One thousand medium lizardmen, 1 breeds or owns 30 medium lizardmen, reward: corrosive acid spraying lizardmen breeding method."

"Mission: Kill a hundred people, cultivate or have a hundred superior lizardmen."

"1. Cultivate or own ten high-ranking lizardmen. Reward: The method of cultivating lizardmen sword and shield soldiers."

"Mission, planting crops, and plundering are not long-term solutions. You may be able to survive a food crisis or two in your clan by means of plundering."

"But the long-term occurrence of any territory will depend on the stable output of its own territory. Please find three kinds of crops suitable for lizardmen to eat and plant."

"Reward: an immature low-level potion."

The "territorial planning" task on the system task panel has disappeared, but three territory tasks have been refreshed.

"The guests who come, I hope they are really guests."

An Mubai looked at him and sighed in his heart, then looked at Simon, who was smiling softly and kindly in front of him, and nodded.

"You can only live in this forest, and you can't disturb or hurt my people."

"Hahaha, my friend, don't worry, I am Swat, Simon is a friend of all of you Lizardmen."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Simon laughed loudly, and gave An Mubai a happy reassurance. After he finished speaking, he picked up the bone tool hanging around his neck again, and started blowing with laughter.

In the words of the lizardmen, the whine made by the skin is exactly the whine of making friends and cheering each other.

An Mu's white-gold vertical pupils looked at him, and he sighed again in his heart, then turned to the toe of the car, and the three scales looked at them.

"Chetoe, Sanscale, this human will live in the jungle. Don't let the tribesmen come to disturb him or attack him in the future."

"Yes, Patriarch, Big Brother Heiyu!"

Che Toe, San Scale and the others nodded, looking at Simon with doubts and alertness.

"Uuuu... My name is Simon, and I'm a friend of your patriarch. Can I be friends with you?"

Simon Sheng smiled and faced the toe of the car, Sanscale and the others, happily blowing the bone tools in their hands, making a whimpering lizardman voice.

San Scale, Che Toe and the others looked at An Mubai with eyes and doubts, and relaxed their guard against Simon.

An Mubai looked calm and didn't say a word. He looked at Simon, who smiled kindly and seemed to be playing with cats and dogs. His mind was still full of alertness and tension.

"There's nothing in the shallow depression, it's just our group of lizardmen who have no resistance to Simon."

"Why did Simon want to live in the shallow pit, and why did he show kindness to himself and Sanscale and the others? Is there any plan?"

An Mubai lightly squeezed the gold coin in his hand with his right paw, the pupils in his eyes narrowed, he looked away from Simon and looked towards the corpse of the flaming tiger.

Flame Tiger and Simon rushed out one after another. In order to stop the Flame Tiger, An Mubai did not check the "Arriving Guest" reward on the system task panel in time.

In my heart, I'm not very sure. Who are the "guests" between the Flaming Tiger and Simon, and is Simon really the one who just killed the Flaming Tiger before rushing out of the jungle?

"Simon is an extraordinary human of level 17. If he really has any plans for the shallow pit lizardmen, he can only think about whether he can escape from Simon."

An Mubai looked at the corpse of the flaming tiger, the long wound on his right back thigh, thinking about the worst in his heart, and stopped thinking about Simon's problem.

After looking back at the injuries on his body, he started to walk towards the corpse of the flaming tiger.

Monsters are extraordinary creatures, and their flesh and blood contain extraordinary magic power, and their nutrients and energy are far richer than ordinary beast meat.

It can be said that it is also another kind of "magic potion" or "magic stone" that can walk. Of course, the final result is whether you eat it or it eats you, it depends on who lives and who dies.

"But will snakes die if they eat food poisoned by themselves, or will lizardmen be poisoned if they eat food poisoned by themselves?"

An Mubai looked at the corpse of the flame tiger that died of poisoning in the system panel, a question suddenly popped up in his heart, and then he looked at Sanscale.

He remembered that when he killed the flaming tiger, not only did he drink a lot of tiger blood, but the three scales also seemed to have bitten off a lot of the poison that contained his poison, and the flaming tiger ate its flesh and blood.

"What happened to Big Brother Black?"

Three Scales walked towards An Mubai suspiciously. The mottled lizard scales reflected some saw-scales, broken fingers, flat tails, and the flames burning on their bodies.

The shallow depression was already the sky of sunset and dusk, and it was still dim at this time.

"It's alright, I'll bring you bone scales, Flathorn and the others to find some firewood. Don't let sawscales, broken fingers, and flattails burn and extinguish the flames. They will also send someone to take care of them at night."

An Mubai shook his head lightly, lifted the corpse of the flaming tiger, looked at the flames burning on the corpses of Sawscale and the others, and spoke to Sanscale.

If it is said that the land is in An Mubai's heart, it is a bright bud of civilization development, then the flame in An Mubai's heart is a beacon of civilization development.

The Shallow Pit Lizardmen did not have flames, and they only ate raw food with blood. An Mubai planned to see how to ignite a flame in the Shallow Pit.

I didn't think that the arrival of the flaming tiger would solve this problem. Although An Mubai is extraordinary, he does not have the extraordinary ability to make fire, and drilling wood to make fire is only in the previous life. Watch some wild survival videos. Pass.

From this point of view, the Flaming Tiger is really a bit like an "arriving guest" rewarded by the system.

"Yes, Big Brother Heiyu!"

San Scale nodded, not much afraid of the flames, only a little puzzled, why did An Mubai ignite these easily hurtful flames.

Although there are no flames in the shallow depressions, flames are not uncommon in the Wanye Mountains, and even some human-like races have flames burning.

"Flame?"

With a little curiosity in Simon's eyes, he put down the sounding bone tool in his hand and looked at An Mubai.

In his research, the Lizardmen are not a race that likes flames. Of course, some Lizardmen who often come into contact with humans can also see flames burning.

Such as the Lizardmen in the Red Rock Swamp.

​​

​​