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The old farmer, who had been happy about Gao Muming's arrival, suddenly became angry when he heard Gao Muming's call. His hands stopped moving for a moment and he cursed Gao Muming viciously.

"You idiot, you little bastard? Why are you yelling all of a sudden? Are you afraid that the goblins won't know you're coming? I don't know yours yet? Why are you trying to be a hero? Don't you know what a sneak attack is? I'm really going to cry because of your stupidity."

Like the old farmer, the goblins who heard Gao Muming's shout turned around and looked at Gao Muming. They showed mocking smiles on their ugly faces and surrounded Gao Muming.

Seeing that except for the two goblins closest to the old farmer, the rest of the goblins were surrounding him, Gao Muming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Just come at me. There are only two of them. I think you can hold out until I kill all of these disgusting things."

The goblin closest to the old farmer took advantage of the fact that the old farmer was distracted by Gao Muming's actions, quickly grabbed a fork, and worked together with the old farmer to stop the old farmer's actions.

Next to the goblin, a goblin holding a worn-out dagger in his hand quickly pounced towards the old farmer.

Seeing the situation taking a turn for the worse, Gao Muming threw the axe in his hand directly. Before the dagger stabbed the old farmer, he shot the goblin holding the dagger in the head. The huge force of the thrown axe caused the goblin's body to hit the wall.

The old farmer who was still wrestling with the goblin saw this scene and the strength in his hands stopped for a moment. He looked at the corpse beside him in shock, and a feeling of relief surged in his heart.

"What kind of medicine did Gao Muming take? How could he become so strong?"

Just as the old farmer was thinking this, the goblin suddenly snatched the fork from the old farmer's hand.

The old farmer was startled the moment the weapon slipped from his hand.

"Oh no, this is trouble."

Looking at the wooden handle and thinking about being swung by the goblin and hitting him on the head, the old farmer could only raise his hands to protect his head.

Fortunately, because of Gao Muming's shouting, the goblins' attention was attracted to Gao Muming, whose shoulder was stained with blood.

At this moment, the old farmer is in a one-on-one duel with the goblin, and he can still hold out against one goblin for a while.

After two hits, the goblin fighting the old farmer also reacted and realized that the damage it could cause with just the wooden handle was limited, so it quickly tried to turn the fork around and attack with the metal fork head.

While the goblin was turning his weapon, the old farmer took the axe off the head of the goblin lying on the wall, and chopped at the goblin with all his strength.

Seeing the situation was not good, the goblin held the fork handle horizontally above his head to try to block the old farmer's attack. As a result, the old farmer used the sharp axe to cut off the fork handle directly, and the axe passed through the goblin's face, seriously injuring the goblin.

Looking at the goblin lying on the ground, the old farmer gasped and used his trembling hands with the axe to strike the goblin a few more times, killing the goblin completely.

When the old farmer was killing the goblin, Gao Muming, who was not far from him, rushed into the group of goblins with a fork in his hand, and started killing them like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

The goblins who had surrounded him with a grin on their faces were instantly stunned by Gao Muming.

Relying on his 'my style of spearmanship' which condensed more than ten years of combat experience and greatly improved physical fitness, Gao Muming said that every swing of the fork in his hand could cause a rain of blood on the goblin's body and take the goblin's life.

Under the surprised gaze of the old farmer, Gao Muming seemed like a different person. With swift and powerful movements, he easily killed all ten or so goblins.

After Gao Muming killed all the goblins, the old farmer who survived the disaster looked at Gao Muming who was walking towards him with some disbelief.

"Are you really that guy named Takagi Akira? Are you a brother who looks like him or something like that?"

Facing the shocked old farmer, Gao Muming scratched his hair, not quite sure how to explain his sudden strengthening.

Thinking back to the information he had gained when he was learning about the world before, this was a world with many gods, and the gods were never stingy in showing their existence and bestowing miracles on humans, and then Gao Muming spoke.

"I'm Gao Muming. It's a little hard to explain, so just think of it as me suddenly being blessed by the gods."

When the old farmer heard Gao Muming say that the sudden power was the blessing from God, he easily believed Gao Muming's words, clasped his hands together and kept saying words of gratitude.

"Thank God, thank God, because of your blessing we were able to escape death."

The old farmer, who had fallen to the ground due to exhaustion, spoke towards the wooden house with a hint of celebration after thanking the gods.

"Child, the goblins have all been killed. You can come out of the house without worry."

Hearing her grandfather's voice, the girl's body, which was trembling with fear, gradually regained some strength. She put the knife in her hand back on the table and moved the table and chair that were against the door away.

After doing all this, the girl moved to the door little by little. The moment she put her hand on the door handle, the remaining fear made her dare not open the door.

Taking a deep breath to calm her inner fear, the girl slowly opened the door.

The moment she opened the door, a pungent smell of blood went straight into the girl's nose. An indescribable feeling rushed straight to the top of her head. The girl, irritated by the bloody smell, could not help but lie on the fence, bend over, and retch continuously.

Seeing the girl's performance, her grandfather, the old farmer, struggled to stand up, walked to his granddaughter, and gently patted the girl's back with his hand, trying to make her feel better.

Although he felt that all the goblins had been killed by him, for the sake of safety, Gao Muming still made the final kills one by one and confirmed that all the goblins were dead.

After all the last hits were completed, Gao Muming looked at the girl. The nauseous feeling seemed to be contagious. After seeing her performance, Gao Muming suddenly felt his stomach churning.

The discomfort that had been suppressed by the sudden acquisition of skills surged into his heart again. Gao Muming looked at his hands covered in blood and lay on the ground and vomited.

After getting a little accustomed to the situation, Gao Muming and the old farmer moved all the goblin corpses together. In order to prevent the goblin corpses from rotting, they set them on fire and burned them.

As the flames danced on the goblin's corpse, an indescribable pungent smell spread.