After Joel's order was issued, the goblins carried it out in full swing.

They put new knowledge into application, and their strong muscles did not affect the flexibility of their fingers.

"Lord Joel, what do you think?" Crassus said.

Under the dispatch of Elder Didierila, Crassus became Lord Joel's exclusive servant, listening to and conveying his instructions.

After becoming the dependent of Lord Yoel, Crassus was also proud of it. He felt that it was the goblin god who sent Lord Yoel to them to save their tribe, so he worked even harder for this.

At this moment, he was showing Lord Yoel the brand-new weapons that had just been modified by his tribe.

"Mama...huhu." Joel expressed his feelings.

The newly developed weapon is a powered shaft that fires iron spears.

Place the iron spear originally used by the goblin at the round hole, turn the handle, and bounce out after reaching the limit.

The four round holes mean that up to four can be fired at the same time, and the maximum power, which Joel has just seen, can penetrate a stone with a thickness of one foot or three meters.

In his opinion, such a weapon is just so-so. Its lethality does not make Yoel feel a fatal threat.

"As expected of Lord Joel, in your eyes, such a weapon is just an ordinary thing." Crassus praised without hesitation.

After possessing the knowledge passed down from Joel, he realized how stupid the goblins were.

Using this knowledge, in just a few days, the results of research and development reached a level that was unimaginable to them. Putting this ordinary weapon into mass production and placing it sideways on a flat ground, Crassus felt that

No matter what kind of enemy you face, you are not afraid.

"I will take all these things back and have them remodeled."

"No, that's it, it's time to leave." Joel said, although this thing can't cause any harm to him, it is enough to use it.

"Follow your instructions." Crassus bowed and retreated.

At his signal, the goblins carried their weapons and exited from both sides of the cave, while he continued to maintain a respectful posture and stayed quietly on one side.

"Crasus..."

"What are your orders, Lord Joel?"

"Aren't you going to leave? You've been standing here for twenty hours straight, and you didn't move away when I fell asleep. What I mean is that it's time for you to rest."

Joel feels that exploiting family members is a normal behavior, but this kind of exploitation already exists to a certain extent.

Staying awake for more than 20 hours in a row is a very difficult challenge.

"It is my honor to serve you, and I think I can still persist." Crassus expressed his thoughts.

This is the idea of ​​being a servant. A qualified servant should persist for his master until the last moment.

When he really can't persist, the shrewd Elder Didilila will arrange his rotation.

"Elder Didilila will make arrangements," he said.

It seemed that he wanted to challenge the sleepless record for a longer period of time, and Joel frowned.

But this is not possible. If Crassus fainted and fell to the ground because he was not sleeping, he would probably become the "violator".

"You should rest."

Crassus's body trembled slightly, he bent down and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."

Yes, he is not following the orders of Elder Didierila now. There is only one person loyal to the goblin clan, and that is Lord Yoel.

And he actually used Elder Didilila as an excuse. This is really a sin!

Lord Keyol just corrected his mistake and let him rest.

A kind king! Crassus can't find other words to describe him. As a servant, all he can do at this moment is to offer absolute loyalty.

Joel didn't understand what Crassus was thinking. He just felt that when he looked at him, there was a burning passion in his eyes.

Could it be that he discovered my plan to hide snacks behind the stone platform as a snack after waking up?

"Forget it, let's go to sleep. I hope my snacks will still be there when I wake up." Joel muttered and slowly lay down.

After he regained consciousness, Crassus was already standing next to him.

Joel slowly moved his head and glanced at the back where the snacks were stored. When he saw that the snacks were still there, he moved his head back.

"Are you ready?" Joel asked.

"Ready, dozens of iron spear chariots have been built and ready to go at any time. Do you want to inform your dragon companions?"

"Well, let's inform them and prepare some food for us."

"Of course, are there any other services needed?"

Crassus bowed deeply. He imitated the etiquette posture he got from Ignatius, like a steward, but his movements were a bit clumsy. The raised arms were not standard, and the angle of the bow almost lowered his head to the ground. The curved

Raise your waist and raise your buttocks high, which is more like a gesture of surrender than etiquette.

"...What do you mean by doing this?" Joel asked bluntly.

"Nothing...Your Excellency..."

Crassus said lightly that he felt it was necessary to further study etiquette so that he could be worthy of the status of an exclusive servant.

The jungle is synonymous with crisis.

In the dense green shade, deadly hunters may jump out at any time.

It is impossible to determine which creature is the most powerful in the jungle.

But which creature is the densest and most numerous, it must be the goblin.

It only takes a few years for Goblins to grow from childhood to adulthood. A small group of more than a dozen Goblins can reproduce into thousands of people in ten years without any other interference.

quantity.

They are the most basic creatures and the most basic food. Their role is probably to fill the food bank in the jungle.

Of course, there are exceptions, that is, when goblins are overrun, quantity will become one of their advantages.

Obviously, this is a jungle overrun with goblins.

There are not many powerful creatures in the lair adjacent to Wanzu. Wanzu should have been cleared of trees.

On the contrary, the goblins who lived in small and dark caves survived the cleaning of thousands of bodies, and they stayed nearby to reproduce.

"It's really troublesome...which batch is this?" Igna complained.

The trouble with goblins is no longer their combat power, but their low IQ.

Their actions are almost instinctive. They will not estimate their strength before attacking. They will attack their prey when they see it. If they cannot beat it, they will choose to run away. Because of this instinct, it is difficult for their numbers to spread.

"Twelve." Dacob said the answer coldly.

"..I also want to give it a try." Joel muttered.

But this muttering made the surrounding goblins listen, and they gathered around Yoel more closely.
Chapter completed!