Green Monster Epic

Chapter 692 Daily Life

"Who am I?"

"You are me."

"Then who are you?"

"I am you."

"Then I…"

In Allen's mental world, a main consciousness and a sub-consciousness were engaged in a profound philosophical dialogue.

It wasn't easy to stop the divine consciousness, once separated, from spontaneously vying for control of the body.

Allen had spent countless attempts just to allow the two consciousnesses to communicate peacefully.

It was a very magical feeling.

Clearly, the two divided consciousnesses were both parts of himself, but when they confronted and communicated in the world of consciousness, Allen felt as if he were watching himself muttering to himself, yet there was a great difference.

A schizophrenic's two consciousnesses are independent of each other, each having secrets unknown to the other.

But according to the explanation of the Dual-Minded specialization, the consciousness he separated from himself was actually two sides of Allen's self, sharing information, comparing each other, yet able to produce different observations and opinions on the same thing.

After countless failed attempts, Allen finally summarized and groped for some experience.

When the divine consciousness was about to break away from the main body and exist independently, he suddenly stopped the action of consciousness division, so that the divine consciousness existed substantively, but was not completely separated from the main body consciousness, thereby achieving the effect of two sides of one body.

Next, he would continue to maintain the current state, until he was familiar with it and could enter this state at any time, and finally turn it into his instinct.

Allen also gradually got used to the stinging pain in the mental world.

In the pain of dying again and again, his powerful heart was already able to face such pain, no longer as unable to function normally as it was at the beginning.

Only after the consciousness fusion, Allen still needed a long time to calm down and restore the injured mental world.

At this time, Allen would voluntarily leave the arena, walk around the city, or wander around the Kator Mountains, allowing himself to be influenced by the divine consciousness and gradually recover by contacting the bustling tribal life and the natural world.

But even so, Allen could still feel that his feelings for external stimuli and for the surrounding goblins were gradually fading.

Only a few goblins and friends who were close to Allen could cause a little ripple in Allen's otherwise still water-like state of mind.

Although legendary powerhouses often gradually lose much of the empathy they once possessed due to the baptism of long years, only Allen himself knew that he was really gradually losing a lot of interest in the surrounding things and the external environment.

Even cooking, which he liked to study the most, had little influence on Allen now.

Allen didn't know if this was a good thing.

After all, there was a time when Allen really hoped to always maintain the state when the Mechanized Mind spell was applied, and the current state was similar to the state when the Mechanized Mind was applied.

But thinking about it carefully, if he couldn't be interested in anything, then this life seemed too dull.

He used to want to maintain this state because he was still very weak, and he had to be very careful with every step he took, and he had to make sufficiently rational decisions.

But now that he has advanced to demigod, there are basically no existences around the tribe that can pose a fatal threat to him, and the tribe is thriving and in good shape, so there is no need to make choices carefully.

In the end, sensibility still defeated rationality, and Allen still hoped that he could maintain the pursuit and interest in certain things, and maintain his love for the tribe and the clansmen.

"Freshly baked sweet potatoes are here!! Sweet and filling!!"

"Our store is celebrating its third anniversary, and now we are launching a huge discount where you get a gift when you enter the store, and a direct discount when you reach a certain amount!!"

"This guest has worked hard, come into the store and have a glass of iced brew…"

The South District was very lively.

In addition to separating an independent area and establishing an entertainment area, the snack street and street stall area that gradually prospered around this entertainment area also had great vitality.

Although the tribe runs gambling houses, brothels, and other places of pleasure, and although these industries can bring rich benefits to the tribe every year, Allen himself is actually not interested in these projects at all, and even has some resistance to them in his heart.

Compared to those luxurious and lively places, Allen prefers the small shops and stalls belonging to ordinary people around him, and likes these goblins who work hard for their lives.

Only the infection of such an environment can make Allen produce a trace of emotional throbbing and find his essence as a sentient being.

Dwarf goblins can quickly get started with whatever they learn and innovate.

When the tribe allowed the clansmen to run ordinary industries themselves, many goblins who had no talent in combat, alchemy, etc., turned around and invested in running a snack stall or a small grocery store.

Some dwarf goblins simply became scalpers, taking advantage of the tribe's development of the Kator Mountains and the countless adventurers who came after hearing the news.

They purchased some low-value or unrecognized items and resources from the adventurers, and then found someone to make equipment, potions, etc., and then set up stalls in the street stall area to sell them and earn the price difference.

Gray industrial chains were born, providing many opportunities for the tribe's clansmen to make a living, while also reducing the burden on the tribe.

Although these guys often play on the edge of the tribe's rules and regulations, as long as they don't do it too much, the tribe will turn a blind eye and let them do it.

It's just that the scene in front of Allen's eyes made him feel a little dissatisfied.

Several dwarf goblin cubs who looked like they were not yet adults, wearing dirty, tattered clothes with holes everywhere, walked up to Allen with broken pottery bowls in their hands, surrounding Allen, who was wearing a cloak and only showing half of his bear face.

The little goblins tried hard to raise the broken bowls in their hands, with pitiful expressions on their faces, and pairs of emerald green pupils inlaid on their dirty faces, muttering: "Warrior, give me some money, I haven't eaten anything for days."

"Sir, please be kind, I'm so hungry!!"

Allen frowned, looking at the pitiful appearance of this group of cubs, and the originally indifferent mentality finally had a trace of change.

He raised his head and looked around, and his keen mental power quickly discovered that in an alley not far away, several pairs of adult goblin eyes were scanning all of this from time to time.

And in a more distant place, almost the same scene was unfolding on another half-elf woman, dressed in luxurious light纱 and adorned with many ornaments. However, unlike Allen's indifference, the half-elf woman, who seemed to be the wife of a merchant, couldn't help but look at these little goblins. At the same time, she took out a delicate purse from her bosom, intending to take some change to distribute to these children.

“Alas!!”

The half-elf woman didn't expect that she would become the prey of a group of little brats. The purse that had just been taken out hadn't had time to be opened when a short goblin youth jumped up and snatched the purse from the half-elf's hand, then burrowed into the crowd.

“Help! Someone is robbing me!!”

The half-elf woman was stunned for several breaths before she reacted. When she went to look for the figure of the money-snatching goblin, it was long gone.

And the short goblin cubs who had been surrounding her just now had already cleverly scattered around when the half-elf woman cried out. By the time the other party reacted and wanted to grab one to ask, not a single figure could be found.

“Did you just shout about a robbery?”

When the short goblin cubs had almost disappeared, the members of the Security Bureau leisurely walked over and impatiently questioned the half-elf woman.

“Yes, my purse was snatched by a group of…”

The half-elf woman obviously had some social experience. At this time, she already understood that she was afraid she was going to lose money. Although there were people from the Security Bureau present, it was basically impossible to find her lost purse from their hands.

While feeling lost about her private money being snatched away, the half-elf listlessly recounted what had happened before.

Around them, pedestrians came and went, seemingly not surprised at all by the scene in front of them, as if they were already accustomed to it. No one stopped to watch the show. Occasionally, when someone turned their head to look at the half-elf woman, there were more mocking and playful gazes.

“Hmph!!”

“Get lost!!”

Allen's expression darkened. With a casual wave of his hand, the group of goblin cubs around him involuntarily began to spin around. By the time they regained control, Allen's figure had long disappeared before them.

When Allen saw the goblin cubs begging in front of him, he knew at first glance that there must be other hidden circumstances. It was rare for this matter to arouse his emotions, and he wanted to see what kind of sacred figures were behind this group of beggars.

Although the Green Field Tribe has tightened its acceptance of short goblins and disabled goblins in recent years, most of the goblin cubs who have not yet reached adulthood will be properly settled as long as they appear on the tribe's territory.

This was an iron rule that Allen had set down when he was personally managing the tribe. Every goblin who had not reached adulthood had unlimited possibilities, so even if it cost some price to cultivate these guys, Allen would never be stingy.

After Allen delegated power to several city lords and town chiefs, letting them manage the important towns of the tribe, they also continued to implement this rigid regulation set by Allen, receiving orphans and foreign children into specialized orphanages for cultivation, and there should never have been beggars like those just now.

His mental power had been locked onto the short goblin who snatched the half-elf's purse. This kid seemed to have good agility, as slippery as a small fish in the river, constantly weaving through the crowd. Any adventurer who was not familiar with the local environment, even a mid-level warrior, would probably be shaken off by him.

It was a pity that the other party had encountered Allen. Even without needing to stare at the other party's figure, just by relying on the surveillance of the mental threads, Allen easily followed the other party to a secluded alley in the west of the city, gently knocked on the door of a simple wooden house. As the door opened, the figure of the short goblin youth disappeared in front of the house.

“Dad, this is what I just snatched from a fat sheep.”

The short goblin youth, Tor, presented the delicate purse that he had just obtained, still warm in his hands, to the brightest place in the room, where a middle-aged earth goblin with one left eye covered by an eye patch was sitting upright.

“Hmph, kid, is this all that's in this purse?”

The middle-aged earth goblin, called Dad, casually weighed the delicate purse. Although he didn't open the purse to count the contents, his sharp eyes seemed to have already seen through the short goblin youth's heart in front of him, and he questioned fiercely.

“That's really all, I didn't open it after I snatched the purse.”

The young short goblin fearfully dodged the earth goblin's one-eyed scrutiny, and firmly replied.

“Hmph, I think you just need a beating!!”

The earth goblin stood up and kicked out, directly kicking the young goblin to a corner of the house, violently hitting the thick wooden wall.

The youth couldn't get up for a long time, groaning in pain. At the same time, there were several figures in the shadows who stealthily reached the youth's side, carefully helping him turn over, rubbing the injured area. It turned out that besides the youth and the earth goblin, there were many other figures in this simple house.

“You really think I'm blind? When you snatched this purse, I remembered how bulging it was at a glance, but look at it now, it's not even half of what it was before, except for you kid secretly stealing…”

The earth goblin sternly scolded the disobedient little thing, slowly walked in front of the youth, preparing to punish this kid a little more, to set an example for the other short goblin cubs. Suddenly, a piece of clarity appeared above his head, and then a rustling sound spread out.

“Who is it, are you blind…”

The earth goblin widened his only eye to check what had happened. A huge force suddenly fell directly on his body. The earth goblin, who had the strength of a level 7 warrior, had almost no ability to resist. Accompanied by the sound of his leg bones breaking, the burly earth goblin knelt down and sank into the wooden floor.

“You really have a lot of guts, daring to gather so many goblin children to work for you!!”

“If you tell me who is protecting your business, then maybe I'll give you a quick death!!”

As Allen expected, behind this group of goblin beggars, there really was the shadow of an organized gang force, and this one-eyed earth goblin and his few lackeys were also the group who had been scanning the surroundings at the entrance of the dark alley before.

Looking at the goblin youth in the corner of the room, who was enduring the pain without crying out, and the dozen or so childish faces cowering behind the youth, Allen couldn't help but 'lightly' exert some force with the big foot stepping on the earth goblin.

“Ah!!! Lord, spare my life! Ah!!”

“I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, it's the Security Bureau's…”

The one-eyed earth goblin wailed in pain, begging Allen for mercy.

In the distance, a team discovered the movement here, and dense footsteps were slowly approaching.