The Sims Evolved from Goblins

Chapter 40 Sleeping on straw and tasting gall

"Bai Ling, tell them to send the tribute population to the White Scale Tribe in three days."

Bai Ling nodded, turned and walked towards the Gray Scale Chief.

The two talked about something together again.

Not long after, the lizardman turned and went into the water and swam away.

"Gob Qiang, retreat!"

Li Meng took two steps forward and grabbed Bai Ling's hand who had returned to his side.

He pulled her onto Ben Ben's hand.

Ben Ben stood up and put the boss on his shoulder.

Li Meng, who was sitting on Ben Ben's shoulder, forcibly pulled Bai Ling into his arms.

He grabbed Bai Ling's waist and hips with both hands.

"What... do you want to do?"

Bai Ling was panicked and struggled.

But what made Bai Ling desperate was that she couldn't move.

The hands on her waist and hips firmly fixed her body.

"No, please, don't do it here!"

The strangeness under the beast skirt made Bai Ling realize what the goblin in front of her wanted to do.

Bai Ling looked pleading.

Her kind were watching not far away.

As a high priest, how could she bear this humiliation?

"Retreat, return to the White Scale Tribe immediately!"

Under the scolding of Gobqiang, the goblins on the ice began to turn around and evacuate.

Looking at the boss on Benben's shoulder who was bullying the female lizardman, the goblins looked greedy.

Some goblins were even drooling.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Bai Ling in Li Meng's arms was full of resentment.

"How could it be, hateful, hateful!"

The lizardmen not far away saw all this.

Gray Scale cried out in anger.

His face was hideous, and the hatred in his heart reached its extreme.

The elders around him also clenched their fists and trembled.

Their high priest turned out to be a breeding tool for the goblins.

"Hateful, hateful!"

Many lizardmen lowered their heads and dared not look directly.

Some lizardmen slapped the water surface to vent their anger.

"Chief, fight them!"

"Yes, fight!"

The lizardmen were furious and all looked at Chief Grayscale.

Facing the angry and expectant eyes of the young people in the tribe, Grayscale hesitated to speak.

Finally, his face sank and he waded towards the direction of the tribe with an expressionless face.

"Go back!"

"Chief!"

Some lizardmen wanted to say something, but were glared back by Grayscale.

The prestige of the chief made the lizardmen unwilling to follow him silently.

The elders also hesitated to speak.

Although they didn't know what the chief talked about with the White Spirit High Priest.

But the retreat of the goblins made them feel relieved.

Not long after, in the wooden house of the chief of the Grayscale tribe.

"What? I don't agree, I will never agree, chief, you are giving the people to the goblins as breeding tools."

The elders looked at the chief in disbelief.

They didn't believe that the chief would agree to surrender to the goblins.

Elder Huigu roared at Huilin.

Huilin faced the angry eyes of the elders expressionlessly.

"Do you think the Grayscale tribe is stronger than the Whitescale tribe?"

The question of the Grayscale tribe leader made the elders speechless.

Among the three tribes in the swamp, the Whitescale tribe is the most powerful.

Not only is the population large, but the White Spirit High Priest is also in charge.

"The Whitescale tribe has been broken by the goblins. What can we use to fight the goblins?"

Facing the eyes of the tribe leader, the elders all lowered their heads.

Elder Huigu wanted to say something, but he never said it.

"The White Spirit High Priest told me personally that in the battle last night, the young and middle-aged people of the Whitescale tribe were killed by the goblins, leaving only women and children. If we want revenge, we can only avoid the edge temporarily, pretend to surrender to the goblins, and buy time to ask for help from the Black Mountain Tribe. Forcing a battle will only lead to the fate of the Whitescale tribe. We will take revenge, but not now. We must preserve our living strength and prepare for future revenge."

Revenge!

The words of Chief Grayscale made the elders clench their fists.

Their eyes were filled with resentment towards the goblins.

For revenge, they could only humiliate and surrender to the goblins.

"Chief, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the tribesmen to accept it!"

Huiyuan looked worried, knowing how much repercussions this news would cause.

Huilin looked at his wife sitting beside him with an apologetic look.

"I will set an example and become the first batch of tributes!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of the elders changed.

Huigu shook his head with a bitter smile.

"It can only be like this. If we don't become tributes, we can't explain to the tribesmen."

The elders looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Chief, let us bear this sin together."

Facing the determined eyes of the elders, Huilin was very relieved.

If only he became a tribute, the elders would become the object of resentment of the tribesmen.

But if the elders and the chieftains were all offered as tribute, the tribesmen would understand their painstaking efforts.

Soon after, the chieftain of the Grayscale tribe led a group of elders straight to the direction of the Blackscale tribe.

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Three days later, the Whitescale tribe.

It was already noon, and the sun was shining brightly in the swamp.

Compared to the hustle and bustle in the morning, the Whitescale tribe was much quieter.

Looking into the tribe, a large number of goblins playing and fighting could be seen on the wooden wall.

The tribe behind the wooden wall was relatively quiet.

Early in the morning, nearly half of the hunting team went out hunting.

Goblins don't have the habit of stocking up food, they eat wherever they go.

Goblins don't consume much, they can eat for three days without being hungry.

In front of the largest thatched house in the tribe.

Gobqiang looked at Benben sitting in front of the door with a flattering look.

"That... I want to see the boss!"

Listening to the movement in the house, a trace of envy flashed in Gobqiang's eyes.

Benben looked down at Gobqiang and just looked at him.

As if sensing Benben's sight, Gobqiang smiled awkwardly.

It took two steps back and sat on the ground and waited obediently.

After a while, the movement in the wooden house quieted down.

In the wooden house, Li Meng looked down at Bai Ling beside him.

He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Bai Ling's slightly bulging belly.

"It seems that she is pregnant!"

Although Li Meng's voice was not loud, Bai Ling still heard it.

Although Bai Ling didn't understand the language of the goblins.

But through the "heart words" skill, she knew what this sentence meant.

Her body trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

"It is relatively easy to give birth to a goblin, and it won't hurt."

The size of the goblin baby is closely related to the size of the mother.

If the mother is a mole, the goblin born will be very small.

This is conducive to the mother's delivery and will not let the goblin die in the womb.

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