The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1186 Acting
Although there were maps sent by the dark elves and gray dwarves for reference, the reality was that Alan, who knew almost nothing about this place, still almost lost his way in this intricate underground world.

The most urgent task is to quickly find a guide who can communicate and help Alan overcome the initial difficulties and understand the relevant survival rules in the Underdark.

With Alan's current strength, there would be basically no problem even if he could walk around in this legendary dark area that was labeled as dangerous and terrifying. However, Alan has always been cautious and does not want to be too conspicuous, so as not to be calculated by people with ulterior motives.

After wandering around in this upper area for more than ten days, Alan finally discovered a small underground dwarf village in a very hidden cave.

The deep gnomes are a race as weak as goblins. Because they have lived in the Underdark for many years, their skin has become as gray and black as the earth and rocks. Although they have pointed ears similar to goblins, their ear tips are much shorter and smaller.

The village that Allen discovered had a population of no more than 50 people, half of whom were the elderly, the weak, women and children. It was obvious that it was a tribe that was struggling to survive on the edge of the underground.

Alan, hiding in a sunken platform on the top of the cave, secretly observed the residents of this weak village for a day, but did not find anything valuable. In this day and more, apart from picking some mushrooms and mosses grown in the limited space of the cave, no dwarf left this place through the hidden passage.

Even the only middle-aged male underground dwarf in the village, who was wearing a set of old leather armor and had a dagger on each side of his waist, and looked like the village chief or leader, looked a little dull and silent, and he couldn't even fart for a long time.

A familiar feeling came from deep within Alan's memory. Wasn't this the scene of the Green Tribe that Alan inherited after he seized the position of chieftain from the Split Claw hundreds of years ago?

In fact, the current situation of this underground dwarf village is even more miserable than that of the Green Tribe. After all, the individual strength of the bear goblins in the Green Tribe is definitely stronger than that of the dwarves. A Green Tribe of the same size can probably destroy five to six underground dwarf villages at present.

Alan originally planned to capture the village chief who seemed to be the most powerful and knowledgeable, ask him about the situation in the area, and use him as his first guide after entering the Underdark.

However, seeing the miserable state of the village and thinking of his own experiences in his early years, this bear goblin saint rarely felt any compassion and gave up the simplest and most direct approach.

For such a weak village, their village chief plus his equipment should be half of the village's combat power. If the village chief is captured, it will be a disaster for the village. Dozens of dwarves will most likely die or disperse for various reasons.

After sitting cross-legged and thinking for a while, Alan took off the colorful and extraordinary scale armor of Hydra's Oath, put on a beige chef suit, and then took out the mithril kitchen set that had not been used for a long time and hung it on his body. Just like that, a magic chef adventurer that was very common in the wild northern border appeared in the Underdark.

Returning to the passage leading to the underground dwarf village, Alan revealed his figure and swaggered into the passage.

The passage was filled with all kinds of ingenious mechanisms and traps. Most of the mechanisms and traps could severely inflict heavy damage on adventurers and ferocious beasts below the mid-level. However, they were invisible under the perception of Alan's powerful mental field. However, he still pretended to be in a panic, holding a frying pan mixed with gold essence and a spatula with a sharp blade to block left and right, making a lot of noise.

As expected, these traps deliberately triggered by Allen were connected to the village alarm device at the end of the passage. The villagers who were alerted soon panicked and took their simple weapons. Under the leadership of the village chief, they stood in front of the fortifications built at the end of the passage, waiting for the arrival of uninvited guests.

Phew! !
As soon as the Allen showed his head, dozens of crossbow arrows made from the bones of unknown animals shot towards him, but he blocked them all with the frying pan less than one meter in diameter in his hand.

"You are not welcome here, adventurer!!"

One round of attack was enough to roughly test the strength of the intruder. The village chief, Randall Malachi, a dwarf who was only a mid-level shadow walker, tightened the two daggers in his hands, and shouted loudly in the common language at Alan in a timid manner.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone lived here. I'm a lost bugbear and I apologize to everyone."

It seems like Alan hasn't had an adventuring career for hundreds of years. Now role-playing as an adventurer has brought back good memories of his early years, and he acts quite realistically.

"But this is my first time in the Underdark, and I haven't seen any intelligent species or villages for over a month. I wonder if you could bother me to rest here for a while?"

Alan took the initiative to put away the frying pan and spatula, raised his hand to show that he meant no harm, and made a request to the group of obviously nervous gnomes.

Although the entrance to the Underdark is not distributed in the Mansa Wilderness, some mines and underground adventure sites in the Elf Kingdom and the Dwarf Kingdom occasionally have passages connecting to the Underdark. Therefore, adventurers of all races in the Feynman World always appear here inexplicably, not to mention that some of the targets are fugitives and desperate people who are here from the beginning. This nameless village is indeed remote, and most of the underground dwarves living in the village have never seen the world, but various races have appeared in legends. When Alan told them about his race, the dwarves were not too surprised. Only a few slightly immature dwarf teenagers held simple crossbows to guard against Alan, and did not forget to look at the tall and burly Alan with curiosity and admiration.

"I'm sorry, but our village is really simple and I'm afraid we can't host a warrior like you!"

The dwarf village chief Randall swallowed and courageously declined.

"But I'm really tired, and I still hope to rest in your village. Please consider it!!"

The survival of a weak village depends on prudence and caution. Alan was not surprised by their rejection, but he also had a way to make them agree. He just had to pretend to pick up the frying pan and shovel behind him.

"Everyone who comes from afar is a guest. You are too stingy, village chief. I think we should let the warrior stay in the village for a few days!!"

An old dwarf with thick gray beard noticed Allen's action and immediately spoke up to rescue Randall.

"Well, I hope you, Warrior, don't blame us for the attack just now. We thought it was a vicious beast invading the village!!"

Randall could naturally feel the threat from Allen just now, so he reluctantly agreed to Allen's request and did not forget to apologize to Allen, hoping to dispel Allen's anger.

Alan was no stranger to the other party's cautious attitude, he had also had this attitude when the tribe was weak in the early years. Only a leader like him who led the tribe from obscurity could understand the sadness and pain. In fact, even with his current status and height, Alan sometimes had to do things against his will, so he did not have any aversion to these cute dwarfs.

With a look of satisfaction on his face, Alan nodded in a pretentious manner: "I understand your caution. A few days ago, when I was camping nearby, I encountered a petrified lizard over five meters long. I was almost petrified and killed by it!!"

"But I'm not someone you can easily mess with. It tried to sneak attack me, but I wanted to kill it. This time I accidentally entered the Underdark, which is a good opportunity for me to collect some good materials. After I find a passage back to the ground, I can ask someone to make me a good set of armor!!"

The half-true and half-false words not only showed his disguised strength and shocked the group of underground dwarfs, but also explained his origins. Alan also spent some effort on this group of weak guys.

After hearing Allen's seemingly boastful words, Randall and several of his close associates couldn't help but show expressions of shock and panic on their faces. Afterwards, when facing Allen, their attitudes and behaviors were extremely careful and cautious.

Even if a petrified lizard is underage, it is a magical beast that can shoot petrifying rays from its eyes. It is impossible to kill it without high-level strength. If the bugbear in front of him hadn't spoken, he alone would probably have been able to directly destroy their entire village. At this time, the other party showed enough goodwill, which meant that he really had no ill will towards the village and the villagers.

"The warrior is indeed amazing. I knew he was extraordinary when he easily blocked so many crossbow arrows we shot just now!!"

“That’s it, that’s it!!”

A few of the smarter dwarf warriors flattered Alan, with just the right expressions of awe and admiration on their faces.

"Don't just stand here, bring the warrior back to our village quickly, he must be very tired!!"

The old dwarf who had just rescued Randall put down the crossbow in his hand, kicked a villager who was holding the crossbow and staring at Alan stupidly, and walked forward to lead the way for Alan.

"excuse me."

Alan walked slowly behind Randall and the others, looking curiously at the scenes along the way that he had actually observed a long time ago.