Green Monster Epic

Chapter 409: Struggling on the Brink of Death

The reform movement in Green Lake Town grew increasingly fierce, and like the catfish effect, it finally re-energized the Green Lake Town's thousands of clansmen, who had gradually become lazy and complacent.

Starting from the intermediate stage, in addition to their work income, each month the clan would provide a certain amount of material subsidies, as well as scented toiletries and exquisite silks that were usually difficult to purchase in the town. Although they weren't very useful for combat, they had an excellent effect on improving the quality of family life and showing off personal vanity.

At the same time, each time they advanced a level, the number of times clansmen could access the inheritance crystal would also increase, and it would increase exponentially after reaching the high level. In addition, the clan's equipment, weapons, consumable items, etc., would also increase to varying degrees as their levels increased.

Although the hobgoblin and earth goblin warriors liked a comfortable life, they would feel pressure when their companions gradually wore exquisitely carved armor, were adorned with brightly colored sword sheaths and knife sheaths, and their families experienced the changes brought about by their increased strength.

In particular, the warriors' fixed partners, enviously watching the females who used to dress plainly like them, now began to wear makeup and strut in front of them in gorgeous clothes, the feelings of jealousy and envy in their hearts would always force them to urge their partners to work hard and earn some silk and perfume back for themselves, so that they could also show off.

Even if their partner was useless and couldn't be relied upon, didn't they still have several children? If the parents couldn't get what they wanted, then they could only hope that the next generation of children would be more promising and earn back face for them.

Such a trend might have many hidden dangers, but at least from the current point of view, it did achieve the effect that Allen wanted.

Several warriors who couldn't endure the tempering in the Western Mansha Mountains and fled back to the village after a round of training, this time, after the clan's reform, actually took the initiative to request to return to the Western Mountains Quarry and suffer and train with their companions.

The Green Lake lakebed training ground outside the town, which had been gradually quiet, was now crowded again, with countless heads rising and falling in the lake, stirring the green lake water into a yellow-green color, no longer the beautiful scenery of the past. On the mountaintop square, Allen specifically instructed people to prepare many more training equipment, but now it was completely insufficient. Whenever someone temporarily put down the equipment in their hands to rest, someone would rush forward and grab the hundred-pound dumbbells and hundreds of pounds of barbells that had just been placed on the ground, doing mechanical exercises back and forth.

The effect of the change was remarkable, but the money spent was also like flowing water. Every month since the start of the reform, the clan's public property needed to pay nearly 400 gold coins worth of materials, which would be nearly 5,000 gold coins a year.

The benefits that Bileyle promised to win over Allen would not be as readily available as the funds and materials withdrawn in advance from the team's public treasury to consolidate the small team. If Allen wanted to receive this benefit, he would have to wait until the White Moon at the end of the year before he could go to Moore Fortress to collect it.

Therefore, the funds and materials subsidized to the clan's warriors were all the assets of the Green Field Tribe itself. Every day that passed, the materials in the clan's public treasury would decrease, which made Camellia and Tony, who were in charge of the clan's public property, feel unspeakable pain in their hearts.

The Thorn Fortress had not yet opened its borders, and Roberta's noodle restaurant in Mansha City had only transported materials and funds to the clan once due to geographical reasons. The remaining income came from the noodle restaurants in Moore Fortress, Bonn City, and other surrounding towns, which was completely useless for such a huge income now.

Allen didn't feel much heartache. After seeing the large-scale operations of the tribal leaders, Allen only hated that he had too few resources and that the clansmen were not up to par. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to fulfill his wish to show off the temperament of a top-up god.

The land reform had also gradually achieved results. As the first batch of farmers who rented the town's land harvested their crops, after paying the tribe the due rent tax, each family that rented land suddenly had so much grain that they didn't know how to stack it.

In order to take care of these families and at the same time give the other hesitant families in the clan a practical proof, Allen found the construction workers in the clan who built houses and worked for several days to help more than a dozen families expand their houses and build granaries to store grain. When bags of oats, morning light wheat, and other grains were sent to the granaries and piled up into small mountains, the goblins who came to watch the excitement could no longer sit still and ran to the town's land registration office to sign up.

Even those who had no experience in farming before were now anxious, either going through the back door to ask familiar farmers for help, or putting down their airs and approaching the fields to learn farming techniques little by little.

Seeing all of this, Allen was very gratified. At this time, looking out from the balcony of the stone fort on the top of the mountain, there were countless figures busy in the fields that had just harvested a crop, and some land had already grown a lush green seedling, pinning the farmers' hopes.

Suddenly, a majestic figure slowly came from afar. As the distance gradually narrowed, someone had already discovered his existence, and then a scout with the thief profession rushed away to observe the other party's whereabouts at close range, ready to report to the tribe at any time.

The figure of the scout who sped away went very quickly, and came back not slowly. When he returned to report the reconnaissance results to his captain, it immediately caused a commotion, and someone quickly ran to the top of the mountain to report the news to their patriarch.

Flower Snake, the hobgoblin of the Green Field Tribe who closely pursued Allen, the powerful patriarch's back, quietly left at night after saying a word to Allen that year, to find his own way forward.

Roughly calculated, the ten-year agreement he made with Allen had actually exceeded by 3-4 years. During this long journey, Flower Snake cooperated with other adventurers to complete a difficult task, and also went alone to the dangerous wilderness to find powerful monsters and prey to challenge.

He even chased a powerful abyss demon and stalemated and fought in the wilderness for more than a year before finally beheading the opponent with his twin swords. And the price he paid was a fist-sized scar left on his chest near his heart, and a long gash on his forehead covered by thick hair. Flower Snake spent half a year just recuperating before regaining his full strength.

More often, Flower Snake was accompanied by his twin swords, and his opponents were time and loneliness. He would stay in a deserted place in the wilderness for one or two years at a time.

The sword skills of the Sword Dancer had already been honed by Flower Snake to the extreme. The combat skills, awareness, and fighting spirit that had been relaxed for many years because of guarding the tribe had all returned to him.

During his adventurer career, Flower Snake also accumulated a lot of merits and money, and finally exchanged it for an inheritance crystal of the Sword Dancer, plus a crystal he took away from the tribe when he left, which supported all the knowledge and skills he needed in his entire adventure career.

In the loneliest times, Flower Snake thought about giving up, but when he recalled the scene when he saw Allen soaring into the sky, Flower Snake was filled with fighting spirit again.

Flower Snake very, very much wanted to come back and see his children. During the time he was away, did they find their partners? Would those bear cubs bully his children…

But just as Flower Snake wanted to take the step of returning, a voice kept calling out: Flower Snake, is this all the courage you have? Are you really going to admit defeat? You said you wanted to surpass Allen, but if you return this time, you will never be able to break through yourself again!!

In the end, the tenacious and powerful Flower Snake endured all kinds of torment and struggle in his heart. He even dared not exceed a hundred miles north of Mansha City for fear of shaking himself. At most, he would go to Allen's noodle restaurant in Mansha City to taste the delicacies of his hometown and comfort his inner thoughts.

It's a pity that even though Flower Snake had a vague feeling that it seemed that he was only a little bit away, he would be able to pierce the thin film of the legendary road, but in the end, he was not able to touch the seed that was deeply planted in his spirit.

Until the ten-year period had passed, Flower Snake had not been able to achieve his goal. Unwillingness and obsession made him continue to challenge and surpass. In the final despair, Flower Snake went alone to the crisis-ridden Misty Forest with the determination to die, and stayed there for two whole years.

Countless elusive monsters with various magical abilities often launched fatal attacks when Flower Snake's mind was most relaxed. Several times, Flower Snake was on the verge of death. If he had been a little unlucky, he might have lost his life in the forest.

In the Misty Forest, Flower Snake forgot everything around him, and even time was no longer important. When he was thirsty, he would kill a monster and drink its blood, and when he was hungry, he would simply eat the raw meat, allowing himself to return to the most primitive state. But even under such a resolute posture, Flower Snake ultimately failed to find the path that belonged to him.

When a quasi-legendary monster Tyrant Dragon was killed by Flower Snake with a life-for-life exchange, and finally beheaded with his twin swords, Flower Snake, whose heart was dead and whose body was cold as a corpse with most of the blood flowing out of his body, finally regained consciousness.

It was time to go back. Since the road to legend was not destined for him, Flower Snake, who was over 50 years old, was gradually beginning to decline. The possibility of future breakthroughs had become slim, so he should cherish the present time and go back to continue his happy life with his family.

Three months after angrily beheading the Tyrant Dragon, Flower Snake, who had roughly recovered from his injuries, limped through the Misty Forest, wearing his tattered armor, and slowly headed north.

Chapter 55 has not been unblocked yet, I have to wait until tomorrow, it's really annoying!!!!