Forests Don't Support Idle Goblins

What's the first thing to do after moving to a new home?

Cleaning, arranging the layout, lighting candles according to custom, or throwing away things bought years ago but never used?

No, that's not it. Nowadays, many people put their things down, take a picture first, then order a fried rice at a small restaurant downstairs. While waiting for the owner to serve the rice, they edit the photo and post it on their WeChat Moments, adding a caption like, "How to fit my 100-square-meter dream into a 10-square-meter space."

Xia Er, who once struggled in a big city, now really wants to do this.

He put down the small pot, rubbed his full belly, and behind him was the entrance to the fortress. He wanted to say, "How can I fit my entire forest dream into a few thousand square meters?"

However, if this world really had a social circle, I bet many people would leave him messages like, "Hey bro, I'm a little short on cash lately, I'd like to exchange you for 30 gold coins."

"Agatha definitely won't. Let's find her after we're done cleaning up. There are still a lot of things we need to ask her."

There are several reliefs in the fortress, which look very old. There is also a large stone chamber filled with all sorts of strange materials, including stone and bone, covered with incomprehensible patterns, which looks very mysterious.

As a terrible student in this other world, Ciel couldn't understand it at all, so he decided to ask Agatha for help.

Not far away, only Grass was still munching on its food; the other goblins had already finished eating.

It's quite interesting. The first few times when we lined up for food, the newly joined goblins saw their five original companions spread their legs and walk towards the white-haired guy like crabs. They understood and imitated the posture.

Now, all the goblins walk like crabs when they get their food, which makes Sharl both amused and exasperated. He thinks this might develop into a strange ritual.

However, he didn't expect that the goblins enslaved by the trolls were already unable to rest every afternoon and had to continue hunting, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Red Bull is almost gone. It's really hard to get goblins to cultivate mushrooms," Sharmo said, stroking his chin. He had put a lot of Red Bull mushrooms in his lunch, which left his men still excitedly standing there stroking the sheepskin in their hands after they finished eating. "Let's try to finish cleaning up the entire fortress this afternoon."

Just as Charles was making plans, a dozen large round cakes floated out of the passageway; they were the Furu.

After the mastermind died, the mind-eating monsters were no longer restrained and began to roam freely throughout the fortress. Sharl ordered his men to lock the mind-eating monsters in a stone chamber to facilitate subsequent cleaning, which also allowed the Furu to finally sneak out of the fortress.

"Where are you going?" he called out to Furu.

Fulu gathered around and chattered in response.

"Finally, we can come out."

"Let's go somewhere else, let's go somewhere else."

"Don't live with goblins, their spiritual energy is hard to digest."

"They're definitely thinking about some evil things."

"Alright, take care." Charles sat on the ground, watching the group of large, round, pale pink-tentacle-like creatures. "Take care of yourselves, and don't get killed by other monsters."

He waved goodbye to the group of silly kids.

"I won't die, it's better than living with bandits."

"Hurry, he's about to unleash the Mind Eater again."

The Furu drifted away into the distance, but Charles noticed that halfway through their flight, their whiskers had turned a curious green.

He watched as the furoo floated above his men's heads, placing their two long tentacles around the goblins' heads. A few seconds later, his men yawned, spread out their sheepskins, and lay down on them.

"Hmm?" Charles frowned. "What are these Furu doing?"

Before long, these furoos floated back to the fortress, their whiskers turning back into a light pink that symbolized pleasure.

"You're not leaving?" Charles called out to them, asking, "What did you just do?"

"I'm full."

"This spiritual energy is so delicious; it's the best I've ever tasted."

"Yes, it's delicious."

"And surprisingly, it's not evil at all."

"You drained all the spiritual energy from my men?" Charles smirked. All those Red Bull Mushrooms he'd given away were for nothing. "Now you're not planning on leaving?"

"Yes, if we could eat this kind of spiritual energy every day, it wouldn't matter even if we lived with bandits." The Furu were very happy.

"No, you should go." Charles quickly waved his hand, saying that no amount of Red Bull would be enough for them if they kept eating like this.

Hearing this, the Furu huddled together and chattered excitedly. Ciel watched as their tentacles changed from light pink to dark blue, then alternated between dark red and green, and finally turned dark blue, just like the rotating colored lights at the entrance of a hair salon.

Finally, the Furu said, "Bandits, let us stay."

"Huh? What am I?" Charles asked.

"Hero." One of the Furu was the quickest to change its address, and the other Furu followed suit.

"But—" Charles deliberately dragged out the word, as he really wanted to say that even the landlord's family didn't have any extra Red Bull.

These furoos floated to Charles's side, extending their tentacles to rest on his shoulders, arms, and legs, gently kneading and tapping.

They called him "hero," fawningly massaging him, leaving Ciel speechless.

The two sides began to bargain, and after several rounds of back and forth, Charles finally nodded.

There are many ruins in the Nightmare Forest, and we don't know what's hidden inside. If we rashly enter again like we did this time, we'll definitely suffer a great loss.

However, if you bring a Furu with you, you can let it communicate telepathically first, which will make it easier for you to "go down into the tomb".

For this reason, Charles finally agreed that the Furuchi, who didn't even know their own name, could stay.

"But now things are a bit troublesome." Ciel looked at the goblins lying all over the place, looking a little worried.

He immediately rolled over and got up, catching up with Furu who was spewing "fufu".

He decided to let his men rest for a while and go check out the Mind Flayer's treasure vault himself.

"You, each take one to keep me company," Charles said to the Furu.

After a dozen or so Furu discussed for a long time, they still couldn't decide who would do the work. Xia Er then directly called out, "It's you."

He grabbed the one closest to him and led it into the fortress.

"Hero, what do you need me to do?" the furoo asked.

"It's nothing. Just stand next to me and help me check for any mental fluctuations around us." Charles strode ahead.

After passing through several stone chambers, they arrived at the mainframe's room. Sharl carefully avoided the puddles of slime on the ground. Behind the stone chamber was a downward passage; Sharl and Furu reached the entrance.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"no."

Charles nodded and entered the passage. After walking a short distance downhill, he came to a fork in the road. To the left was the huge stone chamber filled with strange and unusual materials, and to the right was a small stone chamber.

Twenty large wooden chests were neatly arranged in this small stone chamber, clearly the Mind Flayer's treasures.

Charles entered the stone chamber, turned to Furu with a smile, and asked, "Is there any mental fluctuation here?"

Yes, there are many.

"Hmm?" Charles frowned.