Green Monster Epic

Allen's strength was steadily increasing. The barrier between level 8 and level 9 had also appeared, but this barrier was so huge that Allen had been tempering himself at the bottom of the lake for more than a month without being able to shake it in the slightest.

On the other hand, Ah Xiao and Dajiang both crossed the threshold of level 7 under the effect of telomeres in this month or so, and successfully advanced to the ranks of level 8 warriors. However, it is a pity that there was originally a certain chance to break through and become an advanced profession at the same time as the promotion. It seems that God is still fair to all living beings. He gave the hobgoblins a stronger physique, but at the same time gave them a more difficult advancement possibility, making it more difficult for them to break through to become an advanced profession.

Of course, this has a great relationship with the fact that the goblin lineage does not have a complete inheritance. When other civilizations start preparing for advancement at level 7, it seems that no one in their hobgoblin clan has ever heard of level 7 advancement. Fire element, it's also that Allen and the others are ignorant. After all, in their clan now, most people still evaluate their levels based on Allen's rough estimate through sparring with them.

It is a very troublesome thing not to have a temple belonging to one's own tribe. This means that if other clansmen want to obtain the blessing and attention of the gods, they either have to go to the distant Thornsburg, or wait for passing priests and priestesses to perform divine spells on them.

The reason why Allen cares about this issue is that after choosing a god, the god's quantification of the strength and talent of the clansmen can help him discover more talents with special skills from the clansmen. For example, the Flower Snake only had a more flexible movement talent than Dashi and the others, but in the end, it resulted in the appearance of the second advanced person in the clan.

The clan's population is steadily increasing. After entering the White Moon, even the hobgoblin females with the longest gestation period have begun to give birth one after another. Among them, the reproductive female that Allen pays particular attention to is naturally Camellia.

It's not because Camellia provides the most help to Allen in daily management, nor is it because of Camellia's beauty, but simply because the seed in Camellia's belly was left behind by the dead brother, Stone.

"What does 'brother' mean? Can you explain it in detail?"

When Phillip introduces common sense about human society to Allen, he always says this word, so Allen was curious and asked Phillip about it.

"The word 'brother' exists in two ways. One is the most direct, which is a male born from the same mother as you. That is a physical brother. Among you hobgoblins, Blackhead and the cub born from the same mother are brothers. However, judging from the way they get along, they fight the most fiercely."

"Oh, that's because Blackhead's mother always secretly takes the food he stored and gives it to Gray Sparrow to eat, so the two brothers always fight over this matter."

"There is also a kind of brother who has no blood relationship, but can entrust each other with life and death, handing over their backs to each other for protection during battle, and letting the other escape first in times of danger, leaving themselves to hold back the enemy."

"Oh, then Stone and I should be considered brothers like that! !"

Allen was a little unsure. When Stone was around, he was often beaten by Allen because he seemed stupid and gluttonous in Allen's eyes. Moreover, every time the two of them hunted prey, Allen, who had a smaller appetite, would eat more, while the big eater Stone would eat less.

When he was around, Allen felt that this guy was as annoying as a tagalong, but when he wasn't around, Allen felt empty and panicked.

But when it really came to a dangerous battle, Allen was convinced that both he and Stone would give their lives for each other. Allen had never experienced this feeling in anyone else during the ten years he lived in the Green Field Tribe. This is also the reason why Allen felt sad and even a little disheartened after hearing the news of Stone's death.

Carrying guilt and remembrance for Stone's death, Allen invisibly placed this emotion on the continuation of Stone's bloodline. Allen was not easy to deceive. He believed Camellia when she said that she was pregnant with Stone's seed. In private, he also inquired with other females in the clan and confirmed that Stone and Camellia had been living together during his absence, doing that reproductive work. Sometimes, Camellia's lustful cries spread throughout the village at night, making many females feel lonely and unbearable.

On the day Camellia gave birth, Allen did not go out to train, but stayed in Camellia's room, watching two experienced females help the miserable Camellia wipe away sweat, poking and looking at her lower abdomen. It took more than two magic hours to help Camellia give birth to the cub.

"Woo ah! Woo ah!"

"Chieftain, it's a little guy with a handle."

A female with a fishy smell held a naked, slimy green-skinned cub and asked him for credit.

"Hmm."

The expression on Allen's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of curiosity. However, when he saw that the green skin in the other's arms was full of wrinkles, like a little old man, very ugly, he felt a burst of disgust.

"But why is this little guy so ugly?"

Forcing himself to endure the disgusting emotions, Allen leaned forward, took the little thing that had just calmed down and seemed to be tired from crying and began to close his eyes to sleep from the other's arms, and gently placed it in his arms, for fear that he would accidentally injure this little guy who seemed to have no hard bones.

"Newborn babies are all like this."

The females still had experience, and explained to Allen with a smile.

"In two days, he will grow up, and then he will be a handsome young man!"

"Is that so?"

Allen forced a smile, carefully maintaining the posture of holding the baby. It was true that such a soft little thing was curled up in his arms at this time, and the tender little fingers moved and hooked Allen's little finger holding him, but it pricked the softest part of Allen's heart.

"Perhaps, I was lying in my mother's arms like this back then! !"

In the vague memory, a strange but familiar female face flashed by, filling Allen's heart with emotion.

"I hope you little brat don't learn from your old man and be so stupid when you grow up, otherwise I'll break your legs! !"

The very weak Camellia next to her was full of concern in her eyes, wanting to take a look at her child, but she didn't dare to speak. At the same time, she also focused part of her attention on Allen, and seeing his expression change from disgust to love, the stone hanging in her heart also fell down. As long as the child can win the favor of Allen, the chieftain, then his future days in the clan will be bright.

"I have already chosen a name for this little guy. From now on, he will be called Bush."

Allen looked at the sleeping face of the little guy several times in a row, and suddenly remembered that there was still one person who worked very hard. Only then did he raise his head and say to Camellia.

"Well, the name is very good."

Camellia did not resist Allen's dominance. Now, all the names of the many children born in the clan were obtained by Allen discussing with Phillip, and as for Bush, who Allen cared about the most, his name was thought of by Allen long ago. The meaning of Bush in the goblin language is a treasure hidden in a stone. Allen not only used this to commemorate the dead Stone, but also hoped that this child would be stronger than Stone in the future and have a better future.