Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

"Boss, the tribute is here!"

Hearing this, Li Meng's eyes lit up.

I was about to go and have a look, but after thinking about it I gave up.

"Let them in and bring a few responsible people to see me!"

Gobqiang nodded vigorously.

It's great that the boss gave it this task.

This shows that the boss still trusts it.

Its position in the boss's heart cannot be shaken by those stupid goblins.

Gobuqiang quickly stood up and ran away proudly.

Meanwhile, in the swamp northwest of the tribe.

A group of lizardmen were approaching the tribe along a shallow body of water.

Their figures were densely packed.

The number is at least four or five hundred.

There was only fear on the face of the lizard man walking in the water.

Even the person walking in front looked unhappy.

The appearance of the stronghold ahead made everyone feel nervous.

Having reached this point, it means there is no turning back.

"Chief Grayscale, I hope that the decision you and the White Spirit Tribe made is the right one."

In the crowd, Huilin supported his wife as they waded through the water.

In response to the words of the Black Scale Chief beside him, Gray Scale looked at the White Scale Tribe in the distance.

"I've sent people to the Black Mountain Swamp to ask for help from the Black Mountain Tribe. You should know how precious the high priest's bloodline is. The Black Mountain Tribe will not refuse. Once the reinforcements arrive, it will be the day of our revenge!"

Heilin turned to look at his wife who looked a little frightened beside him.

It sighed and said nothing more.

The more words of comfort you say, the more vulnerable your wife will become.

It has no choice, and neither do its people.

Either survive or become goblin food.

Half an hour later, a group of lizardmen as tribute landed on the island from outside the wooden wall in the northwest.

Then we entered the tribe from the north gate.

The goblin looked greedily at the lizardmen entering from the north gate.

Some of the lizardmen surrounded by the goblins glared at them, while others trembled in fear.

The elders of the Gray Scale Tribe and the Black Scale Tribe looked nervous.

They entered the tribe empty-handed, and if the goblins attacked, they would all die.

Fortunately, the goblins around them just stared at them with greedy eyes.

"Chief Grayscale, the weapons in those goblins' hands seem to be human bows and arrows!"

Since entering the White Scale Tribe, Black Scale has been observing the goblins in the tribe.

The weapons in the goblins' hands caught Black Scale's attention.

Grayscale also noticed that the goblins' weapons seemed to be made of iron.

"Sort of, but bows and arrows aren't like that!"

"Where did these goblins get their iron weapons?"

This was the only point that made Huilin very confused.

"We'll find out!"

Raising his head slightly, Black Scale looked up at a goblin that was blocking their way.

"You guys come with me!"

The goblin blocking the road was none other than Gobqiang.

Gobqiang waved to the lizardmen in front of him.

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, the lizardman could understand what Gobuqiang wanted to express through his body language.

Having said that, Gobuqiang turned and walked deeper into the tribe.

A group of lizardmen followed behind Gobqiang.

After a while, Gobuqiang brought a group of lizardmen back to the largest thatched hut.

Li Meng was still sitting at the door, and Benben was still sleeping soundly.

Bai Ling stood at the door and watched the approaching lizardmen group quietly.

"It's the High Priest Bai Ling!"

The white spirit at the door caused a small disturbance among the lizardmen.

All the lizardmen looked at the High Priest Bai Ling standing at the door with complicated expressions.

They didn't expect that the High Priest Bai Ling would also become a prisoner of the goblins.

The lizardman team stopped about twenty meters away from the thatched hut.

Gobuqiang ran towards Li Meng happily.

"Boss, the tributes have been brought!"

Li Meng glanced over the lizardman team.

There are quite a few of them, at least hundreds of lizardmen.

Li Meng pointed at the two leading lizardmen.

They top out at level 47.

This shows that the identities of these two lizardmen in the lizardman tribe are not simple.

Chapter 42 Return to the Tribe

He saw the big goblin sitting at the door pointing at him.

Gray Scale and Black Scale's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at the High Priest Bai Ling.

Facing the gazes of the two, Bai Ling, who was standing at the door, nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the two of them strode towards the thatched hut.

"Bai Ling, what are the identities of those two lizardmen?"

Bai Ling frowned slightly at the goblin's question.

She lowered her head slightly and answered Li Meng truthfully.

"It's the Gray Scale Chief of the Gray Scale Tribe and the Black Scale Chief of the Black Scale Tribe!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Meng's eyes.

"The clan leader actually stooped to serve as a tribute. He's quite courageous. The lizardmen leading them must be quite capable as well."

"Yes, they are the elders and the elders' wives from the two tribes."

With a grin, Li Meng finally understood what was going on.

How can the superiors convince the tribe if they do not set an example themselves?

To surrender to the goblins is a humiliation for any intelligent race.

Once the flames of anger are ignited, both tribes will fight to the death.

The leaders of both tribes preserved their tribes by sacrificing themselves.

Gray Scale and Black Scale stopped less than five meters away from Li Meng.

He lowered his head and knelt on the ground with a look of humiliation.

Li Meng was very satisfied with the two gestures of submission.

Although these lizardmen were only pretending to surrender to buy time.

But Li Meng doesn't care about their little cleverness.

After all, time is on his side.

"Bai Ling, tell them that from now on, the male lizardmen are under their charge, and the female lizardmen are under your charge. Let's set off and return to the tribe tomorrow!"

Bai Ling spoke a few words in Lizardman language to the two people kneeling on the ground outside.

The two looked up at Bai Ling at the door and nodded.

With the ability to speak with his mind, Li Meng knew what the three people were talking about.

Li Meng was just pretending not to understand.

Not long after, the two got up and left.

The lizardmen gathered in front of the thatched hut were also taken to other places for resettlement.

Time passes by little by little, and the sunset gradually sets in the west.

Before dark, the hunting teams that went out hunting returned to the tribe one after another.

They also brought back a large number of swamp crab and swamp crocodile carcasses.

That night, the Bailing tribe was in turmoil.

The moonlight pouring down from the sky slightly dispelled the darkness.

A thatched hut was packed with lizardmen.

More than ten people were gathered together whispering.

"That group of goblins seems a little different from the goblins we encountered before."

"Indeed, they are too rational."

"In the past, we knew goblins as more like wild beasts, but today's goblins are truly intelligent creatures."

"Is it because of that goblin?"

What they saw and heard during the day surprised everyone.

They are ready to be humiliated.

Although the goblins looked at the females greedily, they suppressed their inner desires.

Is this still the goblin they know?

Furthermore, the atmosphere given by that group of goblins was also extraordinary.

"For now, we can only wait and see. Disperse and don't alert the goblins."

Grayscale didn't let the conversation continue.

Then the people who had gathered together in the darkness dispersed and lay down to sleep.

Time passed by little by little, and the night gradually deepened.

The next morning, at daybreak, the White Scale Tribe became bustling with activity.

The goblin roughly pushed open the door of the thatched hut and woke up the sleeping lizardman.

And drove the lizard man out of the thatched hut.

The huge team marched out of the west gate and headed west.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day that the team left the swamp and entered the forest.

The huge team went upstream while hunting.

The team returned to the tribe on the afternoon of the fifth day.