Forests Don't Support Idle Goblins

"How are you?" Charles asked, looking up. "If you're too tired, take a rest."

"I'm not tired, I can do it." The troll Cao Cao struggled to drag a long chain toward the fortress entrance.

The battle for the fortress was over, and in the end, Sharl used the main brain to feed a group of brain-eating monsters.

After killing the Mind Flayer and the Mastermind, he had complete control of the fortress, but a major problem awaited the goblins: sanitation.

The fortress was filthy, littered with dead rats and puddles of slime.

After Charles dealt with the main brain, all the skull rats collapsed and died. This resulted in the fact that every few steps in the fortress, you could see a rat corpse with its brain exposed, which was extremely disgusting.

And that slime, it makes a "splattering" sound when you step on it, not only smells bad but is also slippery, so it needs to be cleaned up too.

Furthermore, the two massive corpses, the main brain and the Heart-Stealing Giant Worm, also need to be dealt with. Xia Er definitely wouldn't eat those things, and he figured his subordinates wouldn't either; their palates were starting to become picky.

"How many is this?" Charles asked.

"The..." He stopped abruptly and started counting on his fingers, "The third one."

It has to be said that the troll race's regeneration is really strong. After only a few full meals, Cao Cao is already able to stand up and work. In a few more days, once he has fully recovered, Sharl will consider training him in some combat skills so that the race's combat power can achieve a great leap forward.

In this battle against the Mind Flayer, the clan lost five goblins, all of whom were killed directly by Mind Blast. Although Sharl was heartbroken by this, there was nothing he could do. Goblins' magic resistance was insufficient to withstand the Mind Flayer's powerful magic. The loss of only five goblins was far beyond Sharl's expectations.

"Take a break after you finish dragging this one," Charles instructed the troll.

"I'm not tired at all," the troll stubbornly replied, a simple smile on his face. Being able to eat his fill of meat made him very satisfied.

When Shire asked One-Eye where the chains and locks were, One-Eye replied that he didn't know. He only remembered that the trolls had stolen them from the fortress and then covered and sealed the entrance with boulders. Perhaps the two trolls had already seen the Mind Eater or Mind Flayer by then.

Or perhaps the Mind Flayer originally intended for the trolls to act as gatekeepers.

"It doesn't matter anymore, the fortress is mine now." After stretching, Charles walked towards the fortress with Cao Cao beside him.

The troll had to stop every two steps to wait for the goblin to catch up. After a few steps, he simply grabbed the shrew and put him on his neck so he wouldn't have to keep stopping.

Charles chuckled and hugged Cao Cao's head, enjoying the unique perspective. "We'll continue eating meat later."

"Cao Cao likes to eat meat, and Cao Cao likes green eggs," the troll said happily.

A chattering voice came from afar. Charles turned around, glanced at it, and ordered Cao Cao to put him down.

Those were his men, carrying large bundles, marching towards the fortress.

The package contained unprocessed adventurer equipment, leftover jerky and food, herbs yet to be delivered to Agatha, and several large cauldrons.

But none of the goblins forgot to carry one item on their backs—sheepskins, sheepskins that Shire said belonged only to them.

"We need to distribute more of this stuff as soon as possible," Charles thought to himself.

The goblins enslaved by the trolls haven't received their own sheepskins yet, and now that they see other goblins with them, they look on with longing and envy. Sharl thinks that the end of this fortress battle is a good opportunity to distribute them.

Once they receive their own sheepskins, their work enthusiasm will be even higher. At that time, Shire plans to take them to experience the wonderful life of "working hard and leaving no regrets; going all out and speeding up the pace".

Hunting, making jerky, gathering herbs, upgrading the fortress, breeding red bulls, combat training, patrolling the territory, opening up trade routes—many things awaited resolution. Xia Er watched his subordinates approach with a smile, already starting to try to allocate personnel in his mind.

"How are you? I'm fine. How about you?" Bucktooth hugged a piece of cedar wood used to breed Red Bull, practicing Common Language as he walked.

"The rainbow in the sky is like your smile, you are beautiful..." He paused halfway through his sentence, then took out a book, flipped through a few pages, and wrote, "Your beautiful eyes pierced my heart, as merciless as arrows."

Then he put the book back in his pocket and practiced as he walked.

"Where are Bucktooth and Red Eyes?" Charles asked as he walked over. He couldn't see the general in the crowd. He could understand not seeing Broken Tooth, but it was a bit strange not to see Red Eyes.

"He's like a rainbow in the sky, making me..." the buck-toothed man replied in Common.

"Stop, speak in goblin language." Charles immediately interrupted his subordinate, who had become obsessed with the poetry collection during this time.

"He's behind, almost there," the buck-toothed man said in goblin language, his words succinct and clear.

"Alright, you guys can go ahead." Charles waved his hand, dismissing his men, while Bucktooth muttered "How are you? I'm fine" as he walked away.

A few seconds later, Charles saw a rectangular object moving towards them from a distance, like a door panel.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Red Eyes, who was carrying a 1.8-meter-long wooden bed with difficulty as he bent over.

"Huh?" Charles was stunned. "What's this brute up to?"

He walked over and watched as Chi Mu struggled forward step by step. The original Seven Caves clan's cave was quite a distance from here. Could this guy have carried the whole way here?

"You didn't carry the bed through the rustling woods, did you?" Charles asked his subordinate as he walked alongside.

"Yes, Chief," Red Eyes said through gritted teeth. "I carried it all the way..."

As he spoke, the strength he had been holding on with all his might suddenly gave way, and he swayed to the side. Although he immediately adjusted himself, he still couldn't hold onto the bed, causing it to crash to the ground.

Looking at the bed with one leg broken, Chi Mu slumped to the ground, panting heavily with tears in his eyes, "The bed, my bed."

"Alright, alright, we can make another one if it breaks. Everyone has a bed this time, so I'll make yours first," Charles immediately reassured her.

"But this bed is broken." Akame was still very sad, after all, this was his first bed.

"It'll be here soon. Out with the old, in with the new." Charles pulled his subordinate up, patted the dust off his clothes, and said, "Let's go, we still have a lot to do."

Chi Mu nodded, glancing back every few steps as he looked at the wooden bed lying forlornly on the grass.

Charles then called up his subordinate's panel to check.

[Name: Akame]

[Race: Goblin]

[Danger Level: 4, Slightly Strong]

[Personality: Reckless]

[Personal Status: Basic Strength (positive), Basic Stamina (positive), Intermediate Magic Resistance (positive), Charge, Sweep, Regeneration]

This is his first general, whose magic resistance is an ability granted by the Mind Flayer.

"Now all we're missing is a good set of equipment and a good weapon," Charles said with a smile.

"Mind Flayer, what treasures do you have hidden away?"