Green Monster Epic

Chapter 299: The Old Man in the Dream (10,000+ Words Update, Seeking Tickets!!)

The matter quickly came to light. As the protagonists of the Green Field Tribe's first case of corruption, Lacy and her partner Hanji were clearly unqualified.

Allen didn't even resort to any cruel methods of coercion. He simply stared into Lacy's eyes with his cold, merciless gaze and questioned her, scaring her into confessing everything she and her accomplices had done, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. The various displays of power and methods of Chief Allen were still etched in her mind. Lacy completely failed to understand the truth for a qualified corrupt official: confess and receive leniency, spend your days in prison; resist and face severity, go home for the New Year.

After arriving at Thornsburg and witnessing the wonders of the outside world, Lacy and Hanji ultimately couldn't resist the many temptations of the outside world, sinking into a life that was unimaginable in the wilderness.

Luxurious and magnificent brocade clothing, exquisite and beautiful jewelry, and a life full of enjoyment and being meticulously served – that was the life a goblin with aspirations should live!!

Gradually, Lacy began to have the idea of setting up a business and leaving the Green Field Tribe to live in the Elven Kingdom, hoping to live there permanently.

When she told her partner Hanji about this idea, it coincided with Hanji's own lack of affection for the Green Field Tribe. In any case, both Hanji and Lacy had excellent cooking skills. As long as they could raise enough funds to open a restaurant or small shop, life in the Elven Kingdom wouldn't be too difficult for them.

The success of Allen Noodle House gave Lacy and Hanji a strong sense of confidence. Even though they didn't know the recipe for the noodle house's secret sauce, they believed that ordinary dishes didn't necessarily need those things to capture people's hearts.

However, establishing a foothold and setting up a business in the cities of the Elven Kingdom required funds that Lacy and Hanji, who had only been the supervisors and chefs of the noodle house for two or three years, couldn't easily accumulate. As time went by, and with the five-year term of supervisor coming to an end, they hadn't saved much money, so they began to have wicked thoughts.

Of course, with Lacy and Hanji's brains and courage, they probably wouldn't have embarked on this path of no return if no one had instigated them.

After all, Allen's image as a powerful and shrewd chief had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. As someone who had watched the tribe grow to its current size, Lacy knew the hardships involved after personally managing a small noodle house. The wilderness's cruel methods for dealing with traitors also lingered in Lacy's mind, repeatedly pouring cold water on her restless heart.

However, when a human appeared around Lacy and Hanji, all obstacles and doubts became insignificant in the face of the other party's eloquent tongue.

Humans, a greedy and imaginative race. Warren Kanli, a traveler from afar in the Elven Kingdom, already had a bad reputation in his homeland because his numerous business ventures had unfortunately failed. He was forced to flee to this distant Elven Kingdom by creditors seeking repayment, hoping to start a new life.

However, the unfamiliar Elven Kingdom was not friendly. Warren, who had never suffered much hardship, was fired from several jobs for various reasons. After spending more than a month idly in Thornsburg, Warren, out of curiosity, took out his newly issued salary and stepped into this bustling restaurant filled with the tempting aroma of food to celebrate his 32nd birthday. A plate of fried sauce noodles costing only 50 copper coins immediately captured Warren's heart.

In the days that followed, Warren sought various temporary part-time jobs while saving his meager salary, trying almost all the food in Allen Noodle House in the west of the city. Every dish was so delicious and tempting that he had the idea of learning the craft.

However, the Green Field tribesmen had already received Chief Allen's stern warning, forbidding anyone from privately leaking or teaching the tribe's cooking skills to outsiders. Even when Warren knelt on the ground and begged to work as a free laborer without pay, he couldn't move Lacy's heart.

Repeated tasting sessions filled Warren with confidence in the prospects of Allen Noodles. He believed that as long as he could learn this skill and bring it back to his human homeland, it would definitely help him make a comeback.

Finally, after secretly observing and understanding for a long time, Warren finally figured out the inner needs of Lacy, this bear goblin who still seemed a bit simple, and then took the initiative to advise Lacy and her partner, telling them how to falsify the accounts. What Warren himself gained was the opportunity to set foot in the West City Noodle House by helping Lacy and her partner create pretexts and change the income in the accounts, thus beginning his career of secretly learning the craft.

Three dwarf goblin accomplices who participated in the corruption were identified. Allen instructed the remaining innocent goblins to lock them up with Lacy and her partner, and then began to interrogate the human accomplice who could be said to be the main culprit.

At this time, Warren, the human, had been subdued by the dwarf goblin accomplices and was kneeling directly in front of Allen.

"Respected Chief Allen, I am very sorry for everything I have done."

Warren was now slumped on the ground, completely without dignity, his clothes disheveled by the goblins' rough movements. However, there was no panic in his eyes. He remained very calm when facing Allen.

"But I can redeem myself. I know everything Lacy and Supervisor Lacy have done. I have also made detailed accounts of every penny of embezzled funds, and I will now show them to you for your review."

"…"

Allen was silent. The human's expression and actions were completely beyond his expectations. After thinking for a while, he suppressed the various emotions in his heart, preparing to see what unexpected things the human in front of him would do.

After obtaining Allen's consent, Warren headed to his residence under Bush's custody.

As early as when he was helping Lacy devise plans, Warren had already made a second-hand preparation because he knew that his ability to do accounts was really impossible to hide from those professionals, that is, he felt that the Green Field Tribe, this wilderness aborigine, might not be so professional, and he could speculate.

However, before helping to devise plans to do these things, Warren also privately recorded every time the numbers were tampered with and the original files, just in case this matter was exposed one day, so that he could reduce the guilt he suffered.

After Allen received the accounts written by Warren, the more he read, the more angry he felt. Regarding Lacy and her partner's death-seeking behavior, he even had the heart to kill them on the spot.

However, he finally managed to restrain himself. Thornsburg, as a city of elven civilization, has its own rules. Allen can't do whatever he wants. Killing people without authorization will be questioned by the city officials.

Therefore, Allen needed to suppress his murderous intent and take these two dogs, along with the guys they had led astray, back to the wilderness before dealing with them.

Allen was already planning how to make the best use of these two guys, using the most vicious means to warn those restless guys in the tribe, so that they would know how miserable the end of betraying the tribe would be.

"…"

"Very good, I can spare your life in this matter, but the necessary punishment is still necessary."

Allen's cold eyes looked down at Warren on the ground, and a terrifying aura emanated, preparing to beat the guy up, cripple his hands and feet, and vent the anger in his heart.

There were too many rules in Thornsburg. Allen couldn't kill or seize as he pleased as in the wilderness. All he could do was cripple half of this human's life and then throw him out of the noodle house to fend for himself.

Although, as long as Allen was ruthless and did it cleanly, killing this bastard with one knife in the restaurant and then throwing the body in a dark corner of Thornsburg, the city's garrison troops and security personnel might not come to his door, but Allen, who had always been accustomed to being prudent, still decided not to easily put the noodle house in a passive state for a trivial matter.

The more revenue the noodle house has, the more important its position in the Green Field Tribe is. As the chief, he must not let his tribe's only source of income fall into danger!

"Chief Allen, I have something to say!!"

Seeing that Allen was about to get up and glare at him with unkind eyes, Warren quickly begged for mercy, knowing that things were not good.

"I joined your noodle house because I wanted to learn the craft of making noodles and then return to our Lionheart Kingdom to open a noodle house."

"If Chief Allen is interested in obtaining more benefits, I think we can cooperate together."

“Our country has always been exclusive towards foreigners. It would be especially difficult for a foreigner, particularly a lowly greenskin, to open a noodle shop in the Lionheart Kingdom. But as a native, it's different. With enough financial support and manpower, I'm confident I can plant the 'Alan Noodle House' brand in major cities of our Lionheart Kingdom in a short time.”

“When that time comes, Clan Chief Alan only needs to…”

Clearly, Worlen's words weren't something he came up with on the spur of the moment; he had already planned it in his heart. As he spoke to Alan, a thoughtful expression appeared in Alan's eyes, as if he was truly moved by Worlen.

“…As long as Clan Chief Alan is willing to cooperate with me, we can sign a magic contract to allocate our profits. Then, the rest can be left entirely to me.”

Worlen spoke until his mouth was dry, his eyes constantly darting towards Alan, paying attention to his every move, his heart full of anticipation and trepidation.

“… ”

“Well, I'll have to consider this.”

Alan glared at the human before him expressionlessly, his eyes deep and unfathomable, not revealing too much to Worlen. Then, he waved his hand and instructed the nearby goblin assistant, “Find him a room and settle him in properly. I'll be back in a few days.”

“Yes, sir.”

The goblin assistant nodded slightly, while Worlen, on the side, was overjoyed. Although he didn't receive a direct response from Alan, the change in Alan's attitude was genuine, and he must have been persuaded.

“Yes, yes, this matter needs careful consideration. I'm not in a hurry, Clan Chief Alan. You're busy, you're busy!”

It is said that humans are greedy enough and intelligent enough, and sometimes even bolder than the wilderness natives. This incident alone shows some of that.

On the way back, Alan's thoughts wandered, his mind filled with everything Worlen had said earlier. The other party's words were truly tempting. If it could really succeed, then it wouldn't be long before their Green Field Tribe would undergo earth-shattering changes.

With money, it would mean that the population could be rapidly expanded. Even though there were few goblin tribes left in the Green Field Plains, Alan could hire slave-catching teams and collude with slave trading companies to exchange money for goblin population. At the same time, Alan could also use money to exchange for knowledge and inheritance, allowing important knowledge such as magic potion plant cultivation, magic potion refining, alchemy, and so on, which had previously progressed slowly, to achieve greater improvements in a short period of time.

After the appearance of demons in the Green Field Plains, which almost destroyed the Green Field Tribe, Alan felt a greater sense of crisis in his heart. No one knew if their Green Field Tribe would still exist in the wilderness the next moment. Wouldn't the so-called cooking skills and secret seasonings ultimately be fleeting clouds?

Various thoughts raced through Alan's mind. After returning to his residence in the south of the city, he casually dismissed the tribesmen who had been waiting for him for a long time. Carrying all sorts of thoughts, he lay in his room, unable to sleep for a long time.

He barely slept all night, but for Alan, who had reached the limit of mortals, it didn't have much of an impact. After washing up with a basin of ice-cold water, Alan regained his clarity and consciousness.

After resolving the most important matter at hand yesterday, Alan only had one thing left to do on this trip to Thornsburg, and that was to visit Old Goblin Phellock, who had taken great care of their tribe and was deeply indebted to them.

“Bush, Linus, clean yourselves up. Come with me in a while.”

Alan had become accustomed to bringing young members of the tribe whenever he went to see the master. However, the major events that had occurred in the village this time made it difficult for Alan to bring too many people, so he didn't bring the younger children from the tribe. He prepared to take Bush and Linus, who were not yet teenagers, to make up the numbers.

“Okay.”

“Okay!”

Bush smiled憨憨, while Linus, who had been taught a lesson yesterday afternoon, was now very well-behaved in front of Alan, and his response was even more straightforward. However, the faint bruises on his face made him look a little comical.

Taking the bean paste and jam that had been prepared for the old man, Alan took Bush and them out after having breakfast.

It had been more than half a year since Cœur and the others brought back the news that Old Man Phellock wanted to see him. Alan didn't know why the old man would suddenly think of seeing him.

With doubts, Alan came to the dark alley, the Oak Trading Company's business here, and found the shop assistant, reporting his name to pay a visit to Master Phellock.

“I'm sorry, Master Phellock has not been feeling well recently and has been relieved of his duties as chief appraiser. He is no longer on duty here.”

The elf assistant guarding the store was not a familiar face to Alan. At this time, he politely explained to Alan.

“What? Sick? Is it serious?”

Alan was shocked. None of the four store managers knew about such a big thing. How did they do things!

“He is old, so getting sick is normal, but I heard that he is very seriously ill, so the trading company let him recuperate. From now on, he will be free.”

The elf assistant didn't know much, but just said the news he had heard randomly, regardless of the authenticity of the news.

“Then thank you!!”

Alan's eyes showed a bit of anxiety. He was about to turn around and leave, but thinking that he couldn't come for nothing this time, he reminded the other party, “The goblins and gnolls left in your store should not be sold to the outside world for the time being. Keep them for me.”

After saying this, Alan threw a silver coin over, which was steadily caught by the other party, and the smile on his face immediately became more cordial.

“Okay, sir!”

Alan knew that if Master Phellock was not on duty at the Chamber of Commerce, he would either go out of the city to the manor to recuperate, or he would recuperate in the residence near the major temples. Although the elves did not tell him where Master Phellock was now, Alan also knew where he should go to visit Master Phellock at this time.

Of course, there was no need to consider outside the city. Although the situation in the Elven Kingdom was peaceful now, there were undercurrents surging underneath, and outside the city was not a safe place. Therefore, Alan rushed towards the old man's residence in the city without thinking.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the old man's residence adjacent to the Temple District and knocked on the door, a goblin response soon came from behind the door.

When the other party opened the door, what came into view was the female gnome Roberta, who had often taken care of Master Phellock over the years. When she saw Alan's thin figure and face, which were different from ordinary bear gnomes, she immediately exclaimed, “You guy, you finally came!!”

Obviously, Master Phellock probably asked a lot about Alan and their tribe during these days of recuperation.

Alan said apologetically, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, something happened in the village, I couldn't leave all the time, and I only came to visit the master now!!”

“How is his old man's health now?”

“Alas, it's not good, he's been holding on!!”

Hearing Alan ask about the old man's health, Roberta's mood suddenly changed from excitement to some sorrow, shaking her head and said.

“Come, come, come in quickly, I'll take you to see the adult, he's been talking about you before!!”

“Alas!”

Alan felt heavy, but he cheered up, rubbed his stiff face, and followed Roberta into the residence. The two teenagers, Bush and Linus, quickly followed, and closed the door behind them.

Master Phellock's residence in the city was not very equestrian, and the only feature was a garden opened in the middle of the wooden building courtyard. The plants planted in the garden were not the strange flowers and herbs of the Elven Kingdom, but all the most common shrubs and flowers in the Mansha wilderness, but the old man had always treated them as treasures and carefully managed them.

At this time, the old man was lying on a sleeping chair under the shady eaves, covered with a brown blanket, closing his eyes and resting. Seeming to hear some movement, his eyes moved a few times but he still didn't open them. Beside him, his most valued disciple, the middle-aged dwarf gnome Share McKenning, was gently waving a feather fan, helping the old man drive away mosquitoes and the gradually heating air, making the old man feel less uncomfortable.

Seeing Alan and the others arrive, Share's eyes added a bit of brilliance, his movements remained unchanged, but his eyes lightly tapped twice, as if to greet Alan.

“Teacher, look who's here?”

At the same time, Share's head lowered slightly, gently calling near the old man's ear.

“Ah? What did you say?”

Alan and Master Phellock hadn't seen each other for more than a year. At this time, seeing the old man's face full of vicissitudes and aging, as if vitality was slowly flowing from this gradually hunched body, Alan felt a little uncomfortable.

Philoc opened his dim eyes, his gaze lacking the depth it once held when looking at Alan, instead replaced with a sense of dullness and slowness. He only felt several tall figures swaying before him. After lightly brushing away the sleep and cloudy moisture from his eyelids with his aged, wrinkled hands, he could barely make out the somewhat familiar faces before him.

“You little rascal, it's getting harder and harder to get you to come! Tell me, how long ago did I ask you to come see me?”

When the old man saw Alan, a genuine look of joy and excitement appeared in his eyes, but the words that came out of his mouth held more than a hint of complaint and feigned anger.

“It’s my fault, my fault!”

Rarely one to back down in Green Lake Village, Alan, facing this old man who had helped the village and himself so much, readily conceded. He slowly crouched down, bringing himself close to the old man, and offered a sincere apology.

“Didn't something happen in the village? That's why I'm late. Tell me, how do you want to punish me? I'll accept it all.”

“Something happened in the village? Is it serious?”

As soon as he heard Alan say something had happened in the village, the old man became anxious and quickly pressed for details.

“It’s all right now. A band of demon soldiers appeared on our plains and attacked our village. Then, I, along with your precious darlings, Chloe and Eileen, killed them all, leaving none alive. We even found the flesh altar they used to summon them to this world and destroyed it directly.”

Alan hadn't originally intended to tell the old man about these things, to avoid unsettling him. However, the old man was well-informed, and likely already knew about the events happening in the wilderness and the human kingdom. There was no way to hide it.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Alan always felt that the old man had a deep affection and bond with him and the Green Field Tribe, as if the old man had already regarded himself as a member of the village.

Of course, while he told the old man the truth, Alan glossed over many of the hardships and dangers. In any case, it was all in the past, and the fact that he was standing completely unharmed before the old man was enough to show that the village was not in too much trouble.

“Alas, I knew something was amiss in this world. I had Eileen ask you to come earlier because I wanted to give you a warning, to tell you to be careful!”

“I didn’t expect that danger would still befall you in the end. I know your village probably didn't have it easy, did many tribesmen die?”

What else could Alan say? Facing such a wise elder, how could he hide any secrets? He could only force a wry smile: “It’s all right, at least all the little ones in the tribe are safe and sound!”

“By the way, I heard that you've retired from the trade association. Why don't you come and see our village with me this time!”

Alan didn't want to tell the old man about the sad things, so he subtly changed the subject. The old man regarded himself as a member of the Green Field Tribe, so how could Alan not regard the old man as a mentor on his path forward!

Over the years, Alan would come to visit the old man for many matters and decisions, listening to the old man's careful analysis and explanations before making a final decision. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the old man was the most important teacher in Alan's life.

“Alas, I do want to go to the wilderness to see it, but this old body won't allow it!”

Hearing Alan mention this, the old man's mood suddenly became depressed, causing Alan to feel a headache. Even Roberta, who was beside him, couldn't stand it and gave Alan a glare!

“…Haha, I forgot to tell you, Eileen and the others didn't come with me this time, but Bush came with me. Look at him, hasn't this young man changed a bit recently?”

“You don't know, this kid's wings have hardened, and he even told me last time that he wanted to go out into the wilderness and make a name for himself!”

“Also, isn't his mother the village beauty of our village? She found a foreign elf as a partner. You wouldn't believe it, this elf is actually a legendary dragon!!! This time we…”

In order to divert the old man's attention, Alan shamelessly acted like a gossip, turning the little scandalous affairs of Bush's family into a joke, immediately attracting the attention of the old man and the two dwarves beside him.

A gentle breeze blew through the small garden. Perhaps because of Alan's arrival, the old man became more talkative and his face flushed slightly. Beside the old man, Bush was honest and simple, while Linus, although he had picked up many bad habits, was much more eloquent and ingratiating than Bush after living in Thorn Fort for these days. He would occasionally flatter the old man, often bringing a few smug and satisfied expressions to his face.

“I really want to see what Green Lake is like! And that Green Lake Village, I heard it's built against the mountain, the scenery should be quite good…”

The old man seemed to be a little tired, and his voice became weak when he spoke. Seeing this, Alan and the others' tone gradually became low, not wanting to disturb the old man, until the old man's cloudy eyes slowly closed, and a faint smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.

The old man seemed to have had a beautiful dream. In the dream, his body and face were slowly returning to youth, and the scenery around him had changed, becoming the wilderness, mostly gravel and desert, but with grasslands and trees growing intermittently.

The old man began to take nimble steps, running in this wilderness. Slowly, more figures appeared beside him, including his parents and relatives from his childhood, his loving partner from his youth, and the good friends and companions who had spent time with him.

Until Alan, Eileen, Chloe, and other familiar figures appeared beside him, the old man's face was already filled with an unstoppable smile, and his pace became even lighter.

Mansha Wilderness, my homeland, after so many years, your child has finally returned to your embrace…

The old man Philoc left this world with a smile, accompanied by Alan and the others. By the time Alan and the others realized something was wrong, the old man's body was no longer warm.

With a sorrowful heart, Alan stayed in Thorn Fort for a long time, accompanying Charles, Roberta, and the others to send the old man into the tomb he had prepared long ago.

The funeral was not extravagant, only the old man's disciples and family members, as well as the person in charge of the Oak Trade Association in Thorn Fort, an elf elder who was also quite old but energetic, sadly bid farewell to the old man.

“You are the young man that old Philoc saw favorably, right?”

When the elf elder saw Alan, his eyes held a scrutinizing gaze, then he patted Alan's slender, elf-like shoulders and asked kindly.

“Teacher Philoc taught me many things, but unfortunately, before I could repay him, he had already passed away.”

Alan's heart was very heavy at this time, and there were many regrets. The old man could be regarded as the guiding light of his first half of his life. At the same time, unknowingly, the old man used selfless feedback to exchange for Alan's most rare kinship as a wildlander. He didn't know when, but Alan had already regarded this old man as his elder, and had a deep bond with him.

“People will die sooner or later, so take it easy! Philoc had talked to me about your affairs before. If you need any help in the future, you can come to me, my name is Jagos.”

The old man comforted Alan, then sighed, and left the cemetery of the Oak Temple territory accompanied by two servants.

As the old man Philoc's coffin was buried in the soil and returned to dust, Alan and Charles returned home.

Alan delayed for a full 5 days in Thorn Fort for the old man's funeral. Now that he thought about it and there was nothing else to do, he was about to say goodbye to Charles and the others when he was stopped by Charles.

“The teacher knew he wouldn't live much longer, so before Chieftain Alan came, he had already arranged his own funeral.”

“These things are what the teacher has accumulated over the years, he said they are all left to our village.”

“And there are a total of 17 goblins, including Roberta and me, who will return to the wilderness with you.”

“……”

Alan was silent. He never expected that even after the old man had passed away, he had not forgotten to take care of the tribe and himself. Looking at the palm-sized, slightly bulging cloth bag in Charles' hand, Alan only felt that there were ten thousand pounds of boulders pressing on his hand, making Alan unable to reach out and take the dimensional bag that originally belonged to the old man.

"You, you really want to come back to Green Lake Village with me? You know, life there isn't as comfortable as it is here in Thornsburg, and there's always a chance of danger."

More than the wealth the old man left behind, Allen was more concerned about whether Shahr and the other old man's students and servants were truly willing to return with him.

It was said that the old man lost his ability to have children early in life because he was a test subject for a mage. Therefore, although he had a partner before, he didn't have any direct descendants left. This was also an important reason why he would turn his attention to outstanding goblin species like Allen and Koer in his old age.

Although he didn't have his own bloodline to carry on, weren't Shahr, Roberta, and the others another form of the old man's bloodline continuation! Allen had received too many favors from the old man. Now, facing Shahr and the others, although he was eager for talents like Shahr who possessed knowledge and expertise to join the tribe, he also hoped that Shahr and the others could live better lives.

"Which of us students didn't come from the wilderness? Of course, we know what kind of place the wilderness is. When the teacher arranged for us, he had already asked for our opinions, and we are willing to return to the wilderness that originally belonged to us. Chief Allen doesn't need to worry about us on this issue."

A few more rays of light appeared in Shahr's eyes. He was the closest person to the old man Philoch and knew best what the old man's greatest regret in life was. Now that the old man had passed away, as his student, he had to return to that haunting place on his behalf no matter what.

"Many things in this dimensional bag were sold by the teacher, and some were distributed to us students and servants. In the end, two inheritance crystals were left for you, Chief."

"One crystal is the Strength Warrior inheritance crystal, and the other is the Shield Warrior inheritance crystal."

"The teacher paid a great price to get these two crystals from Vice President Jagos."

"..."

Shahr stuffed the dimensional bag in his hand into Allen's hand, while his mouth didn't stop, telling Allen one by one what the old man had left him.

"Also, the two shops in the city, as well as the teacher's residence and the manor outside the city, have also been transferred to my name by the teacher, and will belong to the tribe's public property in the future."

In an instant, Allen's wealth soared, but he didn't feel the slightest joy. Instead, he felt a heavy burden in his heart, and it seemed like something was swirling in his eyes.

Because of the surprise the old man left for Allen, Allen's trip was delayed by another two days. Accompanied by Shahr, he tidied up the manor and the old man's residence again. After cleaning up what should be left and what shouldn't be left, he was ready to return to his hometown.

"Mr. Shahr, please stay in Thornsburg for the time being. There's a problem with the manager of the noodle restaurant in the west of the city, and I need a new manager to help take care of the shop."

Allen suddenly thought of the noodle restaurant in the west of the city, which hadn't opened in the past few days because there was no manager to preside over the overall situation. Now that the capable goblin Shahr and his group had joined, Allen reacted and could hand over the affairs of Allen's Noodle Restaurant in the west of the city to Shahr to manage.

"Oh, okay."

Shahr didn't refuse, nodded and agreed, and at the same time asked curiously.

"Can I ask what happened in the store?"

"Oh, the manager of that noodle restaurant colluded with the bookkeeper to create false accounts and embezzle the store's income, and we found out."

Allen wasn't afraid of losing face and told everything that Lacy and the others had done, which made Shahr frown.

"To be honest, Chief Allen, the management of several of our tribe's shops seems to have a big problem. You give the managers of several shops too much power, so this kind of situation will occur. My personal suggestion is to re-formulate the regulations and divide the powers of the managers of each shop."

The knowledge that Shahr learned from the old man Philoch was biased towards management and overall planning. His appraisal ability, which the old man was best at, was not as good as several other students. Although Shahr was just an insignificant little manager in the middle level of the Oak Leaf Merchant Group when he left, he could see at a glance the problems that Allen and the others were currently encountering in the Green Field Tribe's mere four noodle restaurants.

"Ah, in this regard, you are the teacher, so let you formulate a set of regulations!"

Allen was also willing to listen to good advice. He knew that he lacked the ability to run a shop, and there was no talent in this area in the tribe. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Shahr's suggestions when he first arrived. He nodded and agreed to the other party's suggestion.

"When you formulate the regulations, please tell me about the problems in it."

At this moment, Allen began to display his thirst for knowledge again, and said to Shahr calmly and earnestly.

"Okay."

Shahr smiled lightly, and admiration flowed from his eyes.

Shahr didn't have much time to interact with Allen. Before, when the old man was still in good health, Shahr was still working as an audit manager in the merchant group. Allen only met Shahr a few times when he visited the old man Philoch, let alone having a deep friendship.

Shahr learned more about Allen from the old man Philoch's mouth. Because the old man looked at Allen, this bear goblin, differently, Shahr gave up his position in the merchant group after the old man passed away and followed the old man's arrangement to bring Roberta and the others to join the Allen tribe.

Now it seems that Allen, the chief, at least in terms of learning, never feels ashamed of being inferior to others, just as the teacher said.

The two talked for a while, and Allen took Shahr for a walk around several shops in the city, greeted the remaining three shop managers, and then began his preparations for the return trip.

"I've been considering the suggestion you mentioned before for a long time, and I've also discussed it with my tribesmen. We all feel that there's a possibility of cooperation."

Allen's last thing in Thornsburg was to bring the imprisoned human, Warren, to him and explain his thoughts on the previous proposal.

"I knew it!!!"

Warren was so happy in his heart. Although he was still a prisoner of Allen, he still stomped his feet **** the ground excitedly.

"Chief Allen, don't worry, this time our cooperation will definitely make money, make big money, make much more money than now!!!"

Warren now felt like he was putting all his eggs in one basket. Back in the Lionheart Kingdom, he had a lot of debts waiting for him to repay, otherwise he would probably never be able to return to his hometown in this life, let alone his relatives in his hometown. It was not easy for him to find a business opportunity, so he naturally tried every means to impress the other party and let the other party cooperate with him, a penniless pauper. Now he only had a glib tongue left.

"Since we're talking about cooperation, then I'll also tell you the bottom line. There are many cooks in my village who know how to cook, but if you want to persuade them to work with you, you have to rely on yourself. I can't help it!"

The Human Kingdom was too far away. Allen hadn't even laid out plans for Mansa City in the Heart of the Wilderness yet. It wasn't because he didn't have this idea, but because the tribe had a natural resistance to traveling far away from home.

"That's natural, that's natural!"

Warren was full of confidence in persuading people. Didn't he see that even when he became a prisoner, he could still persuade Allen, the bear goblin chief?

"Okay, pack up. I'm going back tomorrow. You come with me."

Allen's seemingly casual words made Warren's heart full of anxiety and unease.

But then he thought about his debts and his lonely situation, Warren gritted his teeth and nodded on the spot and said, "I don't have anything to prepare, I can leave at any time."

"Well, then you should think more about the contract regulations between us on the road. I hope that when you arrive at my tribe, you can come up with a complete contract."

"Okay, no problem!"

Crap, the title can't be changed. I originally wanted to call it 'An Old Friend's Dream Returns'. The chapter name was randomly chosen when writing in the small dark room. I forgot to change it back. How annoying!!