Zongman: Reincarnation in the Other World, but Goblin

The pig-headed monster was torn into pieces by the magic bullet in the air, then quickly fell to the ground, turned into dust, and gradually disappeared.

Lorraine roared, and the magic five-eyed gun in his hand showed amazing power, constantly sweeping around.

Now Lorraine's full mana can fire thirty full-power magic five-eyed guns, and all these thirty magic bullets were fired in less than three minutes. He quickly replenished a magic crystal and continued to attack frantically.

The surrounding pig-headed monsters retreated at an alarming speed. The magic bullets were like the scythe of the god of death, and the five-eyed guns kept harvesting all the pig-headed monsters within sight. The powerful penetration and explosive power of the magic bullets cleared the pig-headed monsters that rushed in like waves.

For a moment, the heavy metal frenzy of the magic five-eyed gun spread and quickly spread to the zombie group in the distance.

In less than a minute, the surrounding pig-headed monsters were completely cleared out.

Lorraine took a breath and looked around with a determined gaze. After making sure that no one had escaped, he began to clean up the pig-headed monster tribe.

At this time, Lady Canary came in a hurry and brought important information: "The Pig-Headed Monster Army is already at the end of its strength, and they are about to launch a general attack. However, due to the failure of the last attack on the Lizardman Tribe, they lost their food source and have now moved to the human town on the other side, intending to obtain food there before launching a general attack."

After hearing this, Lorraine frowned slightly, thought for a moment and nodded, "This buys us precious time. During this time, we must quickly increase our strength."

Lady Canary nodded slightly, "Yes, Lord Lorraine, we need to prepare as soon as possible."

Lorraine turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him, his eyes flashing with determination, "Listen everyone, we have time, but not much. Seize every moment to improve our strength and prepare for the upcoming general offensive."

The soldiers nodded one after another, their morale high, and they quickly threw themselves into training and preparation.

Lorraine was not idle either. He knew that only by constantly improving his strength could he win this battle.

Soldiers train hard, gain experience points, and improve their combat skills.

Lorraine also needs to gain experience from the harem, work hard to sow seeds, and strive to improve his own strength.

In short:

The battle is like this, the soldiers on the front line only need to train for battle, but Lorraine, as the leader, has a lot of things to consider. He has to consider how much time to spend on the harem every day, what kind of posture to use to gain experience, and which harem's big thunder is fuller and more conducive to the acquisition of experience points.

After Lorraine's order was issued, the entire tribe began to take intensive action.

The warriors were working hard to strengthen the front-line defenses, the lizardmen villagers were working hard to prepare various strategic materials, plant crops, and store food, and Lorraine's harem were dressing themselves up carefully, washing themselves and lying on their beds waiting for Lorraine to come and play with their Da Lei, so that they could increase their experience points together and become stronger together.

At the end of the day, Lorraine stood on the city wall, holding his waist, looking at the sunset in the distance, his heart full of determination and hope.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will not back down, because he knows that only by becoming stronger can he protect himself and those around him.

Lorraine tightly grasped the magic five-eyed gun, with a fighting gleam in his eyes.

The battle ahead will be even more brutal, but he is ready.

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On the second day of full preparation, Lorraine got up from his room as usual.

Because too much magic liquid was consumed in the Lizardman Tribe, Lorraine did not enter any of the harem rooms last night, nor did he ask anyone to enter his room. Instead, he rested well and replenished his ammunition stock.

"Master~Come and play with us~"

At this time, in the bathhouse of the tribal palace, Freya saw Lorraine who was about to wash up. She was shaking her arms from a distance, causing a large splash of water, and waving the peach-colored flip-flop she was wearing in her hands.

Because there was a river next to the tribe, Lorraine had the waterway diverted and a stream flowed into the palace, so there was a large pool of water in the palace bathhouse. The fire magician who had been captured into the harem before heated the water, forming a huge artificial hot spring.

"You bastard, your butt will itch if I don't spank you for three days, right? Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

As he said that, Lorraine put down the toothbrush in his hand, rushed directly into the hot spring, and splashed water with Freya.

The splashes of water, accompanied by the laughter of the two, broke the silence of the water.

Then Freya lost her balance and fell directly on Lorraine. Lorraine suddenly felt two softnesses in front of him.

Unexpectedly, after a period of kneading, Freya's size has actually grown again, at least one level higher than when I first saw her.

After making this discovery, Lorraine stretched out his hand and began to measure Freya's size.

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Chapter 198 Measuring Freya's D-Class Size

You wouldn't know it if you didn't measure it, but Freya's current strength is above D-level and below E-level. However, considering her girlish figure, this range is already the limit. Any larger would be a bit disproportionate.

After kneading Freya again, Lorraine began to prepare the bread that she and Freya would eat this morning and started kneading the dough.

In the kitchen, the sun shines in through the window, warm and soft. Lorraine stands in front of the kitchen counter, rolls up her sleeves, and prepares to start kneading the dough.

Freya stood aside with a happy smile on her face and her eyes shining with anticipation.

Lorraine first sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the work surface and then placed the dough on the flour.

He pressed his palms against the dough, slowly applying pressure, and the dough began to become soft and elastic under his palms.

Lorraine held both ends of the dough with both hands, folded them inward, and then pushed forward with force, his movements smooth and powerful.

With each push, the dough made a faint crunching sound, as if responding to his strength.

Freya watched from the side and couldn't help but chuckle, "Lorraine, you are really good! I have never seen anyone knead dough so seriously before."

Lorraine looked up and smiled at her, "This is a science, and you can't be careless."

He continued to knead the dough, folding and pushing it repeatedly with his hands. His movements became more and more smooth, and the dough became smoother and smoother.

Sweat gradually seeped out of Lorraine's forehead, but his expression was full of concentration and satisfaction.

He wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, then pushed the dough forward again, and the dough became almost a perfect piece of dough under his hands.

Freya couldn't help but move closer, her smile became even brighter, "Let me try it too!"

Lorraine nodded, loosened her hand, and handed the dough to Freya.

She took the dough and began to knead it like Lorraine, but her movements were a little clumsy and the dough slipped in her hands.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing. "This looks a lot harder than it actually is!"

Lorraine watched from the side and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, take your time, I'll help you." He said, standing behind her, gently covering her hands with his hands, and kneading the dough with her. Lorraine's palms were warm and strong, and Freya felt the warmth of his palms, and her heart was warm.

Their hands moved synchronously on the dough, folding and pressing it, and the dough gradually became smooth and elastic with their cooperation. Freya's smile became even brighter, and she looked up at Lorraine, her eyes full of gratitude and joy.

Lorraine stood in the kitchen, panting slightly, with a few beads of sweat on his forehead. His bathrobe was a little messy because of his big movements, and part of it was open, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. The sunlight shone through the window on his body, and the muscle lines were particularly obvious under the light and shadow.

"The dough is finally ready." Lorraine laughed softly, with a hint of pride in his eyes. He looked up and saw Freya standing beside him with a relaxed smile on her face.

Freya's hair, which had been tied up just now, had fallen down, and the pink hair fell on her shoulders and cheeks. She brushed it with her hands, trying to rearrange it, but she seemed a little flustered because of the wet hair.

She was barefoot with her toes slightly curled up, looking playful and cute.

"You look like you just had a battle." Lorraine joked with a smile, looking at her gently.

"It's all because of you!" Freya pouted, her face flushed. "Who told you to knead the dough so hard? You made me sweat too."

Lorraine smiled softly and walked over to help her tuck the scattered hair behind her ears. “Sorry, I didn’t expect you to follow me so seriously.”

Freya blinked her eyes and smiled mischievously, "I can't let you be the only one in the limelight!" She pinched Lorraine's waist lightly with her fingers, feeling the firmness of his muscles, and couldn't help giggling.

"Wow, Lorraine, you have nice abs," she joked, with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"This is the result of daily exercise." Lorraine puffed out his chest proudly, "If you want, you can practice with me."

"Forget it, I don't want to become a muscular girl." Freya smiled and shook her head, then turned to get the dough on the table, "Okay, stop talking, let's get started."

She put the dough on the workbench and began to knead it carefully. Lorraine stood beside her, watching her efforts, and couldn't help but lend a hand to help. Their hands touched from time to time, and the warm feeling was transmitted through their fingertips.

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When Lorraine and Freya came out of the bathroom, they ran into the elf mother Babel who had just woken up. Seeing the two people in front of her in such a mess, Babel couldn't help but raise her eyebrows curiously.

"What have you two been doing? How did you get into this state?" Babel said, quickly taking two towels from the shelf next to him and handing them to them.

Lorraine and Freya now looked as if they had just been pulled out of the water. They were all wet, their clothes were sticking to their bodies, and water drops were dripping down their hair, leaving a trail of water marks on the floor.

Lorraine took the towel with a wry smile and began to wipe her hair, "We were just playing around in the bathroom, but we didn't expect to go a little too far."

Freya also took the towel and quickly dried her wet pink hair. She smiled a little embarrassedly, "Yeah, we just wanted to see who could finish washing first, but it turned out like this."

Babel looked at the two of them and couldn't help laughing. "They are just like children, but it's quite interesting." Her eyes were gentle, and her maternal instinct seemed to be aroused. There was also a bit of doting in her tone. "Hurry up and dry yourself, or you will catch a cold."

Lorraine and Freya looked at each other, smiled and continued to wipe the water off their bodies. Lorraine rubbed his hair vigorously to make the water splash out, while Freya gently patted her wet clothes to try to make them dry faster.

"Should we change into clean clothes again?" Lorraine asked with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Freya nodded and couldn't help sneezing, "It seems so."

Babel smiled and shook his head. "You two are such a jerk. Hurry up and change your clothes. Don't get cold."

Lorraine scratched his head and said, "Okay, we'll go right away."

"Yes." He took Freya's hand and they hurried back to the room to change clothes. Babel looked at their backs as they left, with a gentle smile on his face.

After returning to the room, Lorraine helped Freya take out clean clothes from the closet and handed them to her. Freya took the clothes and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Lorraine."

"You're welcome," Lorraine smiled, "Hurry up and change, we don't want to make Babel worry."

Having said that, Freya took the clothes and went back to her room to change.

When she put on her clothes, her white neck was revealed like a jade carving. Perhaps because she had just finished taking a bath, her exposed skin was glowing an alluring pink like a blooming peach blossom, and her pretty face was covered with a delicate blush like a ripe apple.

Freya had just changed her clothes and came out of the dressing room, when she saw Lorraine sitting upright on her bed. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a gentle smile, as warm as a spring breeze, and then she sat gently in Lorraine's arms.

Lorraine subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling her warmth and softness.

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Chapter 199 Barbecue Party

"Have you changed your clothes?" Lorraine asked in a low voice, with a hint of doting in her tone.

Freya nodded and looked up at him with tenderness in her eyes. "Yes, thank you for giving me a massage. Otherwise, I would have been outdone by that guy Babel."

Lorraine stroked her hair gently and smiled tenderly, "It's nothing, this is what should be done."

Freya leaned tenderly in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, which hit her heart like a drumbeat, making her pink cheeks more beautiful like the sunset.

She raised her jade hand lightly, brushing across Lorraine's cheek like a breeze, and whispered with a hint of cunning: "You are so nice."

The silky, soft skin fit tightly against Lorraine's body, attracting him like a magnet, which made his heart flutter.

His hands embraced Freya's slender waist like a snake, and his fingers slid gently around her waist like a fish swimming in the water, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin.

Freya's waist is like a soul-enchanting knife, which makes people fascinated.

In terms of bust size, Freya naturally cannot compete with Babel, Zhu Lai, Qin and other queens. After all, they have the natural advantage of mature women's bodies.

However, in terms of body proportions, Freya is definitely the best.

Her perfect body proportions, like the golden ratio, cleverly make her bust and hips look fuller, just like a ripe fruit, tempting to be picked.

“Hmm…” Freya twisted her body gently, like a flower swaying in the wind, the blush on her face spreading like ripples, and she said coquettishly: “Don’t do that, touching my waist, it’s itchy.”

Lorraine couldn't help but chuckle, his fingers still circling around her waist, "Sorry, I really can't help it, your waist is so charming."

Freya glared at him in reproach, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "You are such a bad guy."

Lorraine tightened her arms, hugged her tighter, lowered her head and whispered in her ear, "Then I'll be your bad guy."

Lorraine's eyes fell on Freya's face, and he saw her cherry-like lips slightly opened, revealing a seductive breath. He couldn't help but move closer to her, his lips lightly touching her earlobe, and whispered: "Everything about you fascinates me."

Freya's body trembled slightly. She felt Lorraine's passion and desire. Her breathing became rapid and her heartbeat accelerated. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sweetness and tenderness of the moment.

Her cheeks instantly flushed with a gorgeous blush like the sunset, and her eyes revealed a hint of shyness and confusion. "I thought boys usually prefer girls with plump breasts or long legs."

Freya moved slightly, and the faint fragrance became stronger. The fragrance was like a melodious piece of music, lingering around Lorraine's nose, making him intoxicated. Lorraine took a deep breath, feeling the tranquility and comfort brought by the fragrance.

Freya was now like a blooming flower, exuding infinite charm that made people fall in love with her. She smiled slightly and looked at Lorraine tenderly.

Lorraine couldn't help but laugh and tenderly placed his hands on her waist, gently caressing her skin.

"I never said I didn't like you," Lorraine said, sliding his hand gently along her waistline, his movements were as light as feathers, full of love and playfulness. "And here."

His fingers slowly moved down, as if playing a beautiful piece of music, and gently stroked her back, "Well, this place also makes my heart beat."

"Hmm..." Freya panted softly, and the hot air she exhaled was like a spring breeze, warming people's hearts. Her body trembled slightly, and then she raised her head and kissed Lorraine affectionately.

They kissed each other deeply, as if the world had stopped at this moment.