A strange world

Chapter 704 Chapter 101. Get the Goblin Golem

Annan sat in front of the bonfire, and the village chief of Make and Dorai sat aside.

After the party, it’s time to talk business.

Annan picked up the toast placed on the stone and handed it to the little gnome who was looking forward to it with his hands.

He ran away holding the little gnome as big as his own head. All races are cute when they are young, even goblins are ugly and cute at the same time.

Annan drafted a cooperation agreement, which provided Free City with supplies and shelter needed by the goblins, while the goblins provided ten firecrackers and a goblin golem.

At first, Annan thought that the "split" was only temporary. As a result, the goblins even divided the treasure trove. Ten blazing guns and a goblin golem were what the village chief Mark received.

Does this count as Annan single-handedly dividing the goblin community in the swamp?

The key thing is that Annan did nothing.

Originally, Annan took them back to Liberty City on the side of the cooperation alliance, but he changed his mind after Dorai's subtle reminder.

Liberty City has passed the barbaric development period, and the population is approaching steady growth. Bringing people to Liberty City without conditions will cause residents to complain - not because the quality of life will be reduced, but because of the city-state we have worked hard to build, and outsiders will always want to come in. What it takes.

It would be fine if they could make goblin golems, but when Annan asked, "Did you make goblin golems?" and "Can you make goblin golems again?", the village chief of Mark couldn't answer.

The truth they didn't want to reveal should be the reason why Annan had a "sense of separation" - how could goblins wearing dirty animal skins create that goblin golem that looked like a work of art?

You can guess...

The goblins of the Fetid Fens were not the creators of the Goblin Golems; they simply inherited the property.

The fire guns and the dust from the goblin golems in the treasure house are evidence of this.

The only thing Annan can think about right now is the twenty-nine goblin golems left in the Fetid Swamp. If he wants to take them back, he must do business and cooperate with other goblin villages.

If you want to do business and cooperate, you must let them see the benefits of doing so.

So the plan is simple, keep Chief Mark's village well fed and the unpredictable goblins will change their minds.

This is just an agreement for the time being, not counting Belludonna's witness contract.

After the village chief of Mark happily agreed, Annan asked it: "Why are you different from your tribe? Choose to believe in us?"

Its answer was that when he was wandering outside, he met a group of kind-hearted human mercenaries. They lived together for three months. It was really a wonderful time...

The memories of the past are always deep and beautiful, so its people are less interested because Annan does not represent the southern countries, but it will not.

"One more question, how do you know me?"

The village chief of Mark mysteriously took out a mirror and said it was something he stole from the treasure house when he was young.

The obscure decorative patterns on the edge of the mirror reminded Annan of the magic mirror. Then, the village chief of Mark inlaid a magic crystal the size of a fingernail on the magic mirror——

A familiar scene appeared in front of Annan's eyes. It seemed to be a theater showing Annan... or the scene of Jack and Rose embracing.

Annan couldn't help but think, damn, forget this is a magical world... How many guys are there who are prostituted to themselves like this for free?

But no matter what, this should be the reason why Mayor Mark really stands on his side.

These goblins are really acting like a child's play.

Annan simply took out a magic stone and asked Klein to show it to the goblins in the village.

"Dorai will be responsible for your affairs next," Annan said.

"it?"

Chief Mark looked at his own tribe with a mean expression.

"Don't underestimate Dole, he is the Deputy Minister of Industry of Liberty City..."

Dorai raised his head in surprise. It actually only manages a goblin factory...

"That's it when you go back." Annan smiled.

Trusting the people around him is Annan's advantage, and goblins still have to deal with goblins. And being a smart goblin, Dorai knew how to do it.

Patterns of a new world appear in mid-air, and the fog of the rancid swamp becomes a perfect carrier of magical images.

Looking at a palm-sized mirror is different from looking at a picture as big as a giant goblin golem. While Mayor Mark was obsessed, Annan was going to see how his residence was being built.

Silent Fermi and calm Dole followed.

"I'm worried that other goblins will come and steal things," Dorai said.

"can you?"

"When thinking becomes a burden, most goblins follow their instincts."

Exposing the giant goblin golem was their only smart move, but it's still stupid as hell. The only killing weapon in the entire swamp was wasted.

The strength of the various elf villages is about the same, so when they see Chief Mark's village filled with supplies, it's impossible for them to do nothing.

Either take these goblins back to Liberty City, or...

"Femi, how much hellfire can we bring to resist the goblins here?" Annan asked,

"200 people."

"enough?"

"Musketeers are least afraid of defensive warfare."

The terrain of the putrid swamp is complicated, and there are only a few bush paths connecting different villages. Other goblins launched attacks and killed many. Even if they can activate goblin golems...such large and inflexible enemies are the targets of magic artillery.

"Then do as you say."

Annan felt relieved. The Musketeers' self-confidence has been established, and they do not feel that they are weaker than the professionals.

In the open space in the center of the village, a group of humans were building a wooden house.

The people doing the work were Free City workers, who hammered arm-thick pieces of wood into the mud and then laid them over.

"Why is it hanging?"

Annan walked over and asked, and the foreman said that this was a practice in seaside fishing villages. Because of the high tide, they would build stilt houses away from the ground to avoid moisture.

"Clever idea."

Annan's praise made them work harder.

"You seem a little sad." Annan's attention returned to Dole.

Dole said that the stupidity of his people made him sad.

"Because of the curse?"

"Um……"

In ancient times, goblins established an extremely powerful empire, fought against elves and dwarves, and were finally judged by the elves and gods.

This is similar to what the goblin leader said.

Even in the presence of moisture, giant goblin golems are a testament to the goblins' past glory - even thousands of years later, they are still functional.

"I really hope you can resist the effects of the curse..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was sudden chaos in the distance - the goblins were frightened by the tide of rats in the magic image and fled in all directions.

It seems not possible.

…

The workers who built the stilt houses went back with the goblin golems and got hellfire soldiers in exchange.

They were stationed and patrolled at the edges of the villages and in the stilt houses. The honor of protecting Annan made them raise their heads high - the goblins did not want to see their faces.

Late at night, Annan in the stilt house took out the magic mirror. If you don't ask, today's opportunity will be wasted.

He asked casually: "Magical...magic mirror, magic mirror, what should I do now?"

"Do what you think you should do." The magic mirror answered casually.