Durin's Diary

Chapter 495 Ambition
Du Lin welcomed the old forest owner of Kuni clan early in the morning.

He followed Du Lin to the training ground. The bastards were already in place. They were wearing uniform training uniforms with uniform labels on their left ears.

Looking at the young guys in front of him, the old forest master Kuni was a little hesitant to recognize them.

Yes, when the old forest master sent them here, the innocence on their faces was real, and their arms and legs were tender and delicate.

Now, there are hundreds of Kuni bastards with scars on their faces, cold eyes, muscles under their tight vests, and they are all taller.

Are these really his soldiers? The old forest master's face was full of question marks.

"Mr. Lin, what do you think?" Du Lin's question woke up old Kuni, and he nodded repeatedly.

Such soldiers have never existed in the history of the Kuni people.

"Then you take it back." Du Lin said.

After seeing off the last battalion of second-term soldiers, Du Lin sat back in his chair.

There were no more soldiers in the training camp, and the remaining Nicolas cooks were sent back by Dulin.

The Pecras in the local town will dismantle the training camp in the coming days, and all the materials can be used as building materials for the town.

"Lord Durin likes this place very much." Lan En appeared not far from Durin.

Du Lin had become somewhat accustomed to her frequent appearances. He patted the empty side of the bench and said, "Didn't I tell you to go to Paris and rest?"

"Following you makes me feel better," Lan En replied softly. The girl sat down next to Du Lin and looked at the deserted playground. "Everyone in this martial arts arena, whether they are the rabbit monsters of Chang Tang or the Kuni people of Xilu, are just poor people. They don't have enough to eat or warm clothes, and they live from day to day, simply because they are useless."

"In life, strength and weakness are innate. Take, for example, Tygus and Kuni, or what you call the rabbit and the tiger, or what the Heavenly Master and the Druids call the scramble for freedom under the frosty skies of all creatures. It's simply the hunter and the prey, and there's no set pattern. People can face failure, but if they don't struggle for survival, if they don't face crises, if they simply accept their vulnerability because they're born weak, I despise a life without resistance."

At this point, Du Lin looked at Lan En and said, "Isn't it the same for you? You accepted your ancestors' invitation and came to the Western Continent, wasn't it also for the purpose of fighting?"

"Yes, but there are still too many people who won't fight." Lan En sighed.

"Because they don't understand. That's why I hate them, but I also pity them. I have seen too many people go with the flow." Du Lin said here, looking at several small Kuni species. The girl in the lead was wearing coarse clothes. She brought in several smaller children, as if she wanted to find something.

Du Lin spoke and called them over.

"Which group are you from?" Du Lin asked.

The leading girl shook her head: "We don't have a large group."

"How can there be no large group? You...you orcs, shouldn't you all have forest masters? At the very least, you should have large groups and clan leaders." Lan En was very curious.

"Our large group disbanded because the leader ran away. We formed small clans, but we still couldn't survive. We heard there were kind people here who would accept us, but when we got here we found out they were human traffickers. They had all been hanged."

"I killed the man." Du Lin nodded.

The group of human traffickers entered the Great Woods under the pretext of adopting Kuni people, but their tracks were exposed as soon as they met Durin, and all of them were hanged.

This incident was so unremarkable that it was not even worthy of being included in Du Lin's daily story.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lan En asked.

"I don't know. We haven't eaten for several days." The little rabbit drooped his ears.

Du Lin stood up, took out his wallet from his pocket, and tossed it to Lan En. "I've seen a lot of Bo Liang's fucked-up world, but I can't bear to see children go hungry. I'll contact Melinda. You take the children to town to buy some food." ...

After hearing about this incident, Melinda and Dulin returned to the camp. Dulin took her to see the children - in addition to the little sister, there were several more groups.

They were all children, some sisters and some brothers, and most of them were pale and thin.

Everyone in the town of Pekla also gave them food, but they themselves could not eat enough, and it was not easy for them to squeeze out some food from their mouths. Du Lin also understood.

For things like this, we can only blame this world of hunger.

"There are still many fields in Lublin. Melinda, you are responsible for this matter. Collect all the Kuni cubs you can collect." Du Lin couldn't bear to see abandoned cubs like this starve to death or suffer injustice.

"Okay, leave it to me." Looking at these children, Melinda's eyes were red - her mother was an abandoned child. Just because the group dispersed and the family could not support so many children, she and her sister were abandoned in the wilderness.

Since Dulin wanted to take in such children, the Pekras immediately gave him information - there was a human caravan in the nearby city, and they were also buying these abandoned children. Many older brothers and sisters sold themselves so that their younger siblings could survive.

Good guy, someone is here to steal your business. Let me weigh you and see whether you are human or ghost.

Thinking of this, Durin came to the city alone - he brought the Son of the Giant Tree with him. This kid now controls Durin's horn. If he really wants to fight, he can just blow the horn, and Durin can easily frame thousands of tree people outside the city.

The caravan was quite large, and the leader was a tall human who looked like a northerner.

However, considering whether this Yankee was a native Yankee or a Yankee living somewhere else like Northernism, Dulin still needed to distinguish.

Just then, someone was talking. Du Lin listened and heard that the person had a northern accent and clear pronunciation. He was unlike the northerners in Farol, who had that soft Farol accent that could never be erased.

Since he's a Northerner, that's easy to say.

Du Lin walked closer and looked at the little Kuni who was about to put his fingerprints on the document. Good boy, he still has purple eyes. Du Lin will take care of this matter today.

Thinking of this, Du Lin said, "You bought such a young child? What's the point of buying him? You're not going to drag him away and sacrifice him, are you?"

This sentence attracted the dozen or so Northerners present.

They turned their heads together.

They bowed their heads together.

They all arched their backs and glared like shrimps, ran away in all directions, and screamed together.

"It's Dulin! The Eastern Killer!" someone screamed.

"Run! It's the human trafficker nemesis Du Lin!!" someone screamed.

Du Lin waved his hand and used a group immobilization spell to freeze all the dozen or so guys.

Daju was already laughing like an electronic whistle.

Du Lin pointed his finger, and the fat man who was climbing over the wall in the distance had his butt on fire and fell to the ground screaming.

Du Lin stretched out his hand and the fat man was dragged back by the wizard's hand.

"Tell me! Who ordered you to buy the child!" In order to increase the deterrent effect, Du Lin took out a gun - there was no other way, using fists might turn the man into meat paste with one punch, so it was better to use a gun to shoot the legs, which would bring more pain to this vicious criminal.

(End of this chapter)