Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

[1. Consume one rating attribute +]

[1. Consume points of Charm +]

[Fourth, consume 1 points to increase the skill level of "Steel Bones" by +]

[1. Consume points to increase the skill level of "Wind Blade" by +]

"Great Wilderness, Wilderness Slave?"

For some reason, the future predicted by The Sims gave Li Meng a chilling feeling.

The appearance of the black robe can summon the sacrificial plate of the Savage God, the Great Desolate Territory, and the Desolate Slaves...

Everything happened too suddenly.

It was like a bomb suddenly dropped from the sky on an otherwise peaceful day.

That loud thunder changed everything dramatically.

Also, Li Meng didn't expect that The Sims could only predict the future within three years.

"Choose four!"

[Consume 60 points, "Iron Bones" skill level +6]

[The "Steel Bones" skill has reached the maximum level and is upgraded to "Skin of Steel"]

[Consume 40 points, "Skin of Steel" skill level +2]

[Your attributes have been improved]

"Humph!"

Li Meng suddenly groaned, his face showing pain.

His hands tightly grasped his thighs, veins bulging on the backs of his hands.

There was a crackling sound all over his body.

The severe pain made Li Meng feel as if all the shins in his body were crushed.

The intense pain lasted for several minutes before gradually subsiding.

When the pain disappeared, Li Meng was already sweating profusely.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Gobuqiang, who was behind Li Meng, took a step back with a look of fear on his face.

For some reason, Gobuqiang felt that the boss in front of him had changed.

Just standing behind the boss, it felt a suffocating pressure.

Its legs were trembling and it seemed to be kneeling at the boss's feet.

"I'm fine!"

After taking a deep breath, Li Meng had an idea.

[Name: Gobmon]

[Race: Goblin]

【Level: 15】

【Strength: 775】

[Defense: 759]

[Agility: 291]

【Magic Power: 86】

【Charm: 0】

【Lucky: 11】

[Devouring: Devouring the flesh and blood of a monster has a chance to gain the opponent's skills]

[Skin of Steel: LV2 (Strength +600, Defense +600, Agility +200)]

[Wind Blade: LV1]

【Flesh Regeneration: LV1】

[Heart Words: LV1]

【Ice Element Control: LV1】

Oh my god, what happened?

The terrifying attributes left Li Meng stunned.

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He never expected that the attribute bonus would be so ridiculously high after the skill was upgraded.

His current attributes have surpassed Benben in all aspects.

Although he looks small, he has amazing strength in his body.

"It's a great feeling!"

Li Meng clenched his right fist with excitement.

From this moment on, Gobba no longer posed any threat to him.

He can kill Gobba with just one poke of his finger.

"Boss, it's back!"

Just then, Ghost ended his negotiations with the Lizardmen.

She turned and walked over here.

Looking at Bai Ling approaching, Li Meng's face was full of greed.

There is still time, it should be still time.

Only by mating with Bai Ling with his current powerful physical attributes can he produce offspring with more potential.

Facing Li Meng's greedy and lustful gaze, Bai Ling frowned slightly.

Bai Ling returned to Li Meng with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

She lowered her head slightly and reported to Li Meng the content of the negotiations with the Gray Scale Chief.

"The Grayscale Tribe is willing to submit to you and pay tribute of two-tenths of its population. We are even more willing to act as a lobbyist to persuade the Blackscale Tribe to submit to you, but the Grayscale Tribe has two requirements."

Two requirements?

Li Meng glanced sideways and looked at the lizard man standing in the water not far away.

Facing Li Meng's gaze, the Gray Scale Chief lowered his head with a look of humiliation.

This is a gesture of submission.

"Tell me, what's the request?"

Seeing this, Li Meng turned around and looked at Bai Ling in front of him.

"First, the goblins must ensure the safety of the tribute population and cannot treat the lizardmen as food."

"Second, there can be no goblins in the tribe!"

"Okay, I agree!"

Li Meng agreed to the Gray Scale Tribe's two requests without thinking.

Chapter 40: Sleeping on Straw and Tasting Gall

"Bai Ling, tell them to send the tribute population to the White Scale Tribe in three days."

Bai Ling nodded and turned to walk towards the Grayscale Chief.

The two talked about something together again.

Soon after, the lizardman turned around and dived into the water and swam away.

"Gobqiang, retreat!"

Li Meng took two steps forward and grabbed Bai Ling's hand as she returned to his side.

He took her up the stairs by the hand.

Benben stood up and put the boss on his shoulders.

Li Meng, who was sitting on Benben's shoulders, forcibly pulled Bai Ling into his arms.

His hands tightly grasped Bai Ling's waist and hips.

"What do you want to do?"

Bai Ling looked panicked and struggled.

But what made Bai Ling despair was that she couldn't move.

The hands on her waist and hips held her body firmly in place.

"No, please, not here!"

The strangeness under the animal skirt made Bai Ling realize what the goblin in front of her wanted to do.

Bai Ling's face showed pleading.

Her kind were watching not far away.

As the high priestess, how could she bear such humiliation?

"Retreat, return to the White Scale Tribe immediately!"

Under Gobqiang's scolding, the goblins on the ice began to turn around and retreat.

Looking at the boss on Benben's shoulder who was bullying the female lizardman, the goblin's face was full of greed.

Some goblins were even drooling.

"what!"

There was a scream, and Bai Ling, who was sitting in Li Meng's arms, had a face full of resentment.

Li Meng buried his ugly head in Bai Ling's soft peaks.

"How could this be? Damn it, hateful!"

The lizardman not far away saw all of this.

Grayscale cried out in anger towards the sky.

His face was ferocious and the hatred in his heart had reached its peak.

The elders around also clenched their fists and their bodies were shaking.

Their high priest actually became a breeding tool for the goblins.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Many lizardmen lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

Some lizardmen were unwilling to give in and angrily slapped the water surface to vent their anger.

"Chief, fight them!"

"Yes, let's fight!"

The lizardmen were all furious and looked at the Grayscale Chief.

Facing the angry and expectant gazes of the young people in the tribe, Gray Scale hesitated to speak.

Finally, its face darkened and it waded through the water in the direction of the tribe with an expressionless face.

"Everyone go back!"

"Clan leader!"

Some lizardmen wanted to say something, but were glared back by Grayscale.

The patriarch’s prestige made the lizardmen unwilling to follow silently.