Green Monster Epic

Chapter 410: The Return of Flow Snake

"Flow Snake Leader is back!! Flow Snake Leader is back!!"

A silver bell-like shout rang out in Green Lake Town. A young goblin, carrying this clear and joyful voice, dashed towards the mountain top as if flying.

The young goblin hadn't even reached the stone fort where Chieftain Allen was when the sound waves had already reached Allen, who was taking a rare break on the balcony. Allen immediately jumped up from the wooden chair, flew into the sky, and looked down at the land within a hundred li in an attempt to find Flow Snake's figure.

Many clansmen in the town also heard the young goblin's shout. Some had joy on their faces, some were thoughtful, and some were completely indifferent, as if they had never heard the name Flow Snake before. However, you couldn't blame those clansmen. Flow Snake had been traveling for more than ten years. For many forgetful clansmen, hearing his name suddenly would leave them dazed for a moment before they could recall Flow Snake's appearance. Not to mention that in recent years, the clan's population had more than doubled. None of these people had ever seen Flow Snake or been under his leadership.

Soon, Allen locked onto a solitary figure a dozen li away from the south gate of the town, and then Allen stepped on the air and pounced over.

Speaking of Flow Snake's delayed return, Allen himself was very worried. He was both concerned that Flow Snake might have encountered some accident during his travels and adventures, and afraid that Flow Snake had been bought off by a powerful foreign tribe, abandoning the Green Field Tribe that had raised him.

In Allen's heart, Flow Snake, Stone, Big Mountain, and the others who had grown up with him had a different kind of meaning. Especially the early deceased Stone, and Flow Snake, who regarded himself as a goal and constantly chased after his figure, occupied the most tender part of Allen's heart.

"Take this!!"

Before Allen arrived, his voice and sword wind preceded him, directly shooting towards Flow Snake's desolate and tattered figure.

Clang clang!! Clang clang!!

Two slender swords danced, like a storm, weaving through Allen's dark gold Bone Cutter sword. In the dense collision sounds, the power of Allen's legendary-level heavy slash was constantly being dissolved and eroded, and gradually lost its threat as it chased Flow Snake's blurry figure.

Flow Snake, constantly tapping the ground with his legs, drawing out a phantom image, had a look of seriousness in his eyes. After taking Allen's heavy slash, he took advantage of the gap when Allen retracted his sword to gather momentum. His body suddenly stopped retreating, and in an instant, he completed the action of retreating rapidly and pouncing forward. Two points of bright light directly stabbed towards Allen's tiger eyes.

"Hahaha, well done!!"

Allen was not surprised but delighted. He held the Bone Cutter sword horizontally in front of him, the wide blade acting as a shield, protecting his eyes behind it.

The expected stab did not arrive. A chill arose in Allen's heart, and he swung the Bone Cutter in a circle, completing a sweep without turning his head, towards his back.

Clang clang!!

Two stabbing sounds rang out, and a burst of stinging pain came from Allen's back. Taking advantage of the brief moment when Allen's Bone Cutter was held in front of him, blocking his vision, the previously pouncing Flow Snake had quietly returned to Allen's back. Although Allen's reaction was extremely fast, the wide attack range of the counter-slash protected his neck and head, he was still stabbed twice in the gaps of the armor on his back by Flow Snake's sword.

Fortunately, Flow Snake's blade was withdrawn after touching the skin, without causing too much damage to Allen. However, the results achieved at this time had already established Flow Snake's skill and strength in the Green Field Tribe as second only to Allen.

"…You've become a lot stronger!!"

Allen, who had been injured by Flow Snake in the contest, did not have any embarrassment on his face at this time. The brief exchange allowed him to understand Flow Snake's current strength. Although he was a little regretful that Flow Snake's purpose of traveling was not achieved, Allen would not show it, but after putting away the Bone Cutter, he sincerely praised Flow Snake.

"But I still haven't found the road to Legend!!"

Flow Snake's face was calm, and there was no excitement or frustration. Only the warmth of returning to his hometown and the faint joy of seeing old friends.

"I think you are only one step away from Legend. Now that you're back, organize your experiences and gains from your travels over the years at home, and you might be able to find your own path to Legend soon."

What else could Allen say? After a few words of comfort and encouragement, he diverted the topic to other directions.

"Let's go, let's go, what kind of garbage are you wearing now? Hurry back and wash up, I've collected a very good set of leather armor, I was thinking of saving it for you…"

"…Since you left the town, a bunch of bastards haven't been making things easy…"

Rarely, Allen, this taciturn person, spoke a lot today in order to enlighten Flow Snake, and also because of the joy of the return of an old friend. After putting his arm around Flow Snake's shoulder, the two walked towards the town with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Along the way, they met Cole, Martha, and Duncan, several joyful young people. Although these young people have now begun to serve as middle-level leaders in the clan and have some prestige, when Flow Snake, their teacher and father, returned, they still showed the excitement they had when they were young.

"Papa!!"

"Teacher!!"

Of course, now that they were grown up, they could no longer rush into their father's arms as they used to. The three children shyly and excitedly glanced at Flow Snake, and then restrained their movements with great restraint, softly calling out their father's title. The few words revealed the endless thoughts of the young people.

"You've all grown up, good!! Good!!"

Flow Snake was also gratified. His eyes were like nails, directly fixed on the young people, and he couldn't get enough of looking at them. Especially Duncan, who inherited Flow Snake's talent. Now, at the age of twenty-three, he was already a level 12 Sword Dancer. His broad shoulders and bright pupils were full of vigor. His face looked exactly like Flow Snake's, a complete replica of Flow Snake.

The group slowly walked towards the town. Compared to when Flow Snake left, the current site of Green Lake Town had expanded by more than a circle. The village wall that used to have only a north gate now had an additional avenue running north and south, and another gate was opened in the south to facilitate the increasing number of merchants and tourists.

The vaguely familiar alleyway scenes, people occasionally poked their heads out to greet Flow Snake. Everything seemed a little strange. Even in front of his own stone house, the scene seemed to be very different from his memory.

Standing in front of the door to welcome Flow Snake was his bear goblin partner, Shali. At this time, Shali, with two lines of tears on her cheeks, had to lean her stout body on the door frame to stand firm. Her trembling hands showed the excitement in her heart.

"…You're back, are you hungry? I've prepared your favorite fried sauce noodles!!"

Thousands of words turned into a simple and warm greeting, which could touch the softest part of the heart of a wanderer who had been traveling for more than ten years. Flow Snake, whose nasal cavity was a little blocked, could only respond to his partner's concern with a soft hum with a strong nasal tone: "Yes, good!!"

Allen, who was originally planning to chat with Flow Snake, was suddenly moved by the scene in front of him, and then stopped his steps that were about to step into Flow Snake's house, blocking the young goblins like Shusheng in front of the door. He just watched Flow Snake and his family of five walk into the stone house, and then Allen waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse.

Allen himself simply withdrew and flew back to the stone fort of the heavy sword, suddenly feeling in the mood to be intimate with his partner. A burst of suppressed groans faintly came from the mountaintop stone fort in broad daylight.

Two days later, Flow Snake took the initiative to communicate with Allen. Accompanying him were Mao Luo and others who had returned from Shepherd's Slope. Everyone ate, drank, and chatted to their heart's content in Allen's stone fort. Of course, more of it was everyone's curiosity about Flow Snake's life outside for more than ten years, constantly asking about his past experiences.

… … The last opponent I challenged before returning was a Magma Tyrant Dragon with the bloodline of a Fire Dragon. It could spew out a powerful Fire Dragon Breath that would instantly turn a person's skin into charcoal if it touched them… …

… … In the end, I used a special technique with my dual swords, sacrificing my body's skin to protect only my head. I charged through the Magma Tyrant Dragon's Dragon Breath and pierced its throat, finally killing it… …

… … Even at the end, I was swept away by the dying Magma Tyrant Dragon's tail and sent flying dozens of meters. I almost couldn't retrieve its corpse… …

Huashe didn't hold back his experiences, lightly recounting past life-and-death struggles as if they were casual conversation for his old friends. Everyone gasped, marveling at Huashe's repeated encounters.

Allen also understood that the thrilling experiences Huashe described were actually less than one-thousandth of the danger he truly faced. The calm and collected Huashe before them now must have been one wrong step away from becoming another forgotten soul in the wilderness during those battles.

It's just a pity that Huashe put in so much effort, exhausting all his courage, fighting spirit, and wisdom, but still failed to break through and find the path to Legend. As Huashe gets older, his chances of breaking through to the path of Legend become even lower. After all, the Goblin bloodline isn't like the Elves; they don't have two or three hundred years of life. If they can't advance to Legend after their short period of glory, then their remaining days are just slowly waiting to die.

However, thinking carefully, one can recognize the reality. If breaking through to Legend was so easy, countless geniuses in the Ferman World, far more talented than Allen and Huashe, wouldn't be struggling to find the path to Legend, only to despair and lose their fighting spirit.

After listening to Huashe's story, Dahan, Mauluo, and the others told him about the changes in the town and the several strongholds they each managed, which were extremely important to the town. When Huashe was in power more than a decade ago, everyone more or less complained about Huashe sending them to several surrounding strongholds. But as time passed, and several strongholds gradually prospered, everyone put aside their past grievances and could frankly tell Huashe about their experiences over the years.

Allen also took the opportunity to discuss with Huashe, Mauluo, and the others his many considerations for the tribe's reform, from land reform to welfare systems, and the various subsequent actions he would take in the future. He revealed everything to these old guys in front of him without reservation.

The reason he didn't hide his future plans from these people was firstly because Mauluo, Dahan, and the others were already in a semi-retired state. Although they seemed to be enjoying themselves in several strongholds, holding power over one side, in reality, they no longer had much say in the affairs of the town. Secondly, Huashe's return finally gave Allen a more trustworthy deputy to help him oversee the town and correct Shisheng and the others' problems at any time.

During the years when Huashe served as the village chief, his leadership and ambition had already been verified. Now, although he failed to break through to Legend, his fighting spirit and courage accumulated over the past decade, as well as the vision and knowledge brought by countless adventures, were enough to become Shisheng and the others' teacher.

Since Allen would slowly re-elevate Huashe to an important position after his return, telling him about the tribe's future arrangements now would just reassure Huashe's unfamiliar feeling towards the tribe and Green Lake Town after his return. Although Huashe had been away for more than a decade, the relationship between him and Allen had never changed much because of the lack of communication during this time, at least that's the friendship Allen wanted to express.

As for whether Huashe had changed his mind or lost his past leadership ability, Allen wasn't worried. As long as he, the Legendary Chieftain, was there, and the tests were conducted when re-promoting Huashe, these problems could be tested one by one.

"Allen, your differential treatment, rewarding the stronger tribesmen with generous rewards, although it can stimulate their will to continue to struggle, but don't forget that extravagant life is more likely to breed unenterprising descendants, how will you prevent this?"

Huashe was much more sober than Dahan and Mauluo. As vested interests, Mauluo and Dahan's family's quality of life had improved several levels due to the improvement of the welfare system. After enjoying the quality of life that was getting closer and closer to the civilized world, how could they think of the hidden dangers behind these generous lives?

"Therefore, what I reward to everyone are mostly consumables and opportunities to access valuable knowledge and inheritance, which are difficult for their next generation to inherit."

As soon as Huashe asked this question, Allen knew that Huashe's vision was still so sharp, and he noticed the possible hidden dangers at a glance.

"In the early stage, I need the tribesmen to see the changes as soon as possible and stimulate their fighting spirit by implementing the welfare system. When everyone accepts and gets used to this welfare, I will make certain restrictions on the age of receiving welfare. For example, tribesmen who reach the peak of level 15 before the age of thirty can continue to enjoy welfare for 25 years, and their welfare will be halved after the age of fifty-five; tribesmen who reach the peak of level 15 before the age of thirty-five can enjoy 20 years of welfare treatment, and their welfare will be reduced to 1/3 after the age of fifty-five… …"

"Also, in the tribe… …"

Allen had a plan in his heart, and when he heard Huashe's question, he slowly stated his solution. The guys next to him were all a little dumbfounded, because Pavao and Dahan, the oldest of them, were already over the age of 55.

"Don't look at me like that. If you want to continue your good life, then train your little cubs hard. Only when they improve their level will your life not change much!!"

Looking at the partners around him who were already a little old, and even the somewhat hunched Pavao because of too many hidden injuries in his early years, Allen's eyes showed a bit of unbearableness, but he could only bite the bullet and say firm words.

The atmosphere was a bit dull for a while. Everyone whispered to each other and digested the shock Allen brought them, until Huashe raised his glass again and toasted everyone one by one, which brought the atmosphere back again.

Huashe's life has been chasing Allen's back, and it wasn't until this chapter that he completely gave up his thoughts.

It's not that I don't want to let Huashe advance to Legend with a stroke of the pen, but there are too many difficulties in promoting to Legend in the front. How big is the chance that a mere tribe of only 5,000 people will promote two Legends at once?

Moreover, a Green Field Tribe with one Legend is a sweet pastry in the eyes of outsiders, and everyone wants to win them over to their camp, but the situation is different for a tribe with two Legends. The tribe that won over the protagonist before will inevitably secretly attack and suppress them in various ways afterwards, so logically speaking, Huashe's advancement does not conform to the current development of the tribe.

Of course, the original intention of creating Huashe was actually to hope that the protagonist could also experience the helplessness of birth, old age, sickness and death, watching familiar companions around him die one by one, leaving himself alone to live, perhaps that kind of loneliness and desolation is the main reason why the gods always appear cold and ruthless to the outside world!

By the way, Chapter 55 has finally been unbanned. I also know the reason for being banned. I won't do anything fancy in the future. It's troublesome!!!!!