Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

Previous sandboxes only had maps of both sides of a small section of the Goblin River.

The sand table now shows the entire Goblin Forest map.

Looking into the sandbox, the mountains, forests and rivers appear vivid.

There are also miniature watchtowers erected in the sandbox.

Each watchtower represents a branch tribe.

At a glance, watchtowers are scattered throughout the Goblin Forest.

The distance between each watchtower is almost the same.

There are small red and blue flags on the watchtower.

The small flags are made of leaves.

Blue represents established tribes.

Very few, only twenty-one.

They are mainly concentrated in the forests on both sides of the Goblin River.

The others are unbuilt tribes.

The population cap for each tribe is 1000, with a maximum of 1500.

When the population of a tribe reaches 1500, you can apply to the Throne Tribe to build a new tribe.

At that time, the extra 500 people can go to the new location to build a new tribe.

The leader of each tribe only has a fixed name, not a fixed goblin.

Whoever is stronger will be in power.

The higher-ranking goblin automatically inherits the boss's name.

Take the Gobdi tribe for example.

If one day Gobdi is defeated by my younger brother.

Then Gobudi will lose the name Gobudi.

The new and old will inherit his name.

If Gobdi were still alive, he would inherit the new boss's previous name.

"Go call the Goblin!"

Li Meng turned around and shouted outside the door.

A goblin guarding the door trembled.

It ran into the depths of the forest.

"Boss, boss!"

Soon, the goblin's shouting was heard outside the door.

It ran happily into the throne cave.

He slid down and knelt behind Li Meng.

"Boss, you called me?"

"come over!"

The goblin quickly crawled closer to the sandbox.

Li Meng held a large iron rod in his hand and pointed at the south bank of the goblins in the sandbox.

"Which direction is this?"

The goblin looked down at where the big iron rod was pointing.

It turned its head and pointed southward somewhat uncertainly.

"What about here?"

Li Meng pointed to the Gobutian tribe again.

"Boss, I know, I know, it's over there!"

The goblin pointed his finger towards the east.

Li Meng was very satisfied with Goblin's answer.

If you can identify directions, you can understand a map.

He is indeed worthy of being his descendant.

At least he's smarter than other goblins.

"Gobmo, you have to remember these mountains. They are the most eye-catching reference points!"

The goblin nodded.

"Your mission is to lead the assembled goblin army southward to expand the hunting area and establish branch tribes in this area."

The big iron rod in Li Meng's hand pointed to the area deep in the southern forest.

This expansion will go 500 kilometers deep into the Goblin Forest.

The Goblin General led about 8,000 goblins to that area to build a branch tribe.

If all goes well, that area will be filled with goblins by this time next year.

"If you encounter goblins from other nests on the way, just destroy them!"

The goblin nodded vigorously with excitement.

It loves fighting the most.

This is an expedition that is so interesting and exciting.

"Remember to bring a few three-bow crossbows to reduce losses when encountering powerful monsters!"

The three-bow crossbow is quite powerful.

Any non-elite monster can be killed with one strike.

Even Yue'e would find it difficult to directly withstand the attack of the three-bow crossbow.

Only the "king-level" monsters can rely on their powerful bodies to resist the attacks of the three-bow crossbow.

"Boss, I know!"

"You must also bring all the tools you can. Take as many as you can."

"You should also bring more crossbow arrows and bowstrings."

"It's difficult to replenish these things because we're too far away from the Throne Tribe."

"Female lizardmen cannot be brought along, as usual!"

"If we encounter a strong enemy and suffer heavy losses, we can retreat."

Li Meng kept on giving instructions to Goblin like a real father.

The goblin knelt on the ground and listened obediently.

Big Head kept nodding in response.

Chapter 138 Goblin, go south, set off!

"Bring Gobgo, Gobone, and Gobzhang with you. Gobsheng can stay in the Throne Tribe!"

"When you leave, go to the Gobqiang tribe and take the three thousand goblin boar cavalry with you."

A year has passed.

The number of goblin boar cavalry of the Gobqiang tribe also increased to four thousand.

The population has long exceeded the upper limit of one thousand.

The establishment of a new Goblin Boar Rider tribe is urgent.

"Go ahead, leave when you're ready."

The goblin nodded excitedly.

It got up and crawled.

He spread his legs and ran outside.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away outside, Li Meng looked thoughtful.

In this way, the development of the tribe has taken a step forward.

The three years without major developments must be put to good use.

Li Meng had a very strong premonition.

Something big might happen in the Goblin Forest soon.

And this matter has nothing to do with the Black Mountain tribe in the Black Mountain swamp.

It is another major event that is closely related to him.

Even if it was an illusion, he had to do something.

"Next time, ask the contact person about the identity of the black robe."

Before returning to the tribe, Li Meng went to the Black Mountain Swamp.

A human sailboat was seen at the promised land.

Although there is no useful information.

But Li Meng still told the contact person about his discovery in the Goblin Forest.

Li Meng thought the contact person would know something.

But the Papal States appeared cautious.

The contact person is just an ordinary person who knows nothing.

I nearly peed my pants when I saw him.

Li Meng was dissatisfied at the time and asked the human to tell the Papal States.

If you send ordinary people who know nothing next time, we will terminate the cooperation.

Time flies, day after day passes quietly and silently.

Seven days later, the Throne Tribe was in an uproar.

Early in the morning, there was a lot of noise outside the South Gate.

Nearly ten thousand goblins gathered in the wasteland outside the Throne Tribe.

At first glance, the green-skinned figures formed a black mass.

Goblins big and small were whispering to each other.

They all wore simple armor and held various weapons.

The light of morning light spread across the wasteland and shone on the green-skinned figure.

No matter how weak a goblin is, it can still unleash immense power.

"The boss is here!"

"where?"

"There, there!"

At this moment, cheers broke out among the goblins.

It's on the watchtower to the left of the South Gate.

A tall green figure appeared.

Its appearance instantly silenced the noisy goblins outside.

The noise quickly disappeared.

All the goblins looked at the tall green figure on the watchtower with fanaticism.