The morning light of the jungle shone through the mist that still refused to dissipate, and once again shone on the open space, shining like a dream between the goblins and Zhang Jinguang, covering the open space with a faint golden glow.
The lion-headed goblin saw Zhang Jinguang's depressed look. It was obvious that his words made him particularly disappointed, but he did tell the truth. For a weak creature like the goblin, going to the devil world is simply a nightmare.
It's something they dare not even think about. What's more, if they go to a place like that, they may be magically dissipated before they know it.
"Actually, the jungle of our alien continent is also a pretty good place!" The lion-headed goblin turned to comfort Zhang Jinguang.
"The jungle of the alien continent? It's a pretty good place?" This sentence made Zhang Jinguang very angry. The frustration he had suffered in the jungle of the alien continent for the past few days made him extremely depressed. He thought: What's so good about this place?
After dealing with monsters like you all day long, I finally met a beautiful girl, but she said that she lived in an unimaginable demon world. So, Zhang Jinguang complained loudly at the throat:
"Is the jungle of another world good? I don't think so. Even if you meet a few cat monsters, you will be scared to death. What's so good about it? A good place must be a place full of peace, you know?"
"This..." The lion-headed goblin was about to argue, but he didn't know what to say. But the other goblins standing far away saw that Zhang Jinguang did not kill the lion-headed goblin, and they started talking to each other.
They seemed to be having a very intimate conversation, so he boldly came to them, and happened to hear Zhang Jinguang's complaints.
"So, you are the great god of the jungle in the alien continent!" The Goblin wizard changed his pretentious demeanor last night and hurriedly came over with a smile on his face to compliment Zhang Jinguang.
"Great God?"
"Great...god?"
When the Goblin Wizard said such words, even the Goblin King standing aside looked at him in confusion. The Wizard is the think tank of the Goblin King and the wisdom of the entire Goblin group. In his head
He has endless clever ideas and methods that impress the Goblins. He even serves as the spiritual leader and mentor of the Goblins. Therefore, the weight of his words is often not much lighter than that of the Goblin King.
When the wizard saw that everyone of his kind was puzzled, even Zhang Jinguang was confused, so he pretended to be respectful and said: "Tsk, tsk! Look at the fate of these bloodthirsty cat demons. Who is the great god if the zombie brother is not the great one? Looking at it from a glance
In the entire jungle of the alien continent, how many creatures can so easily deal with six cat monsters at the same time?"
The wizard's words touched the hearts of the goblins, and they admired them! There was a sudden burst of admiration, and even the Goblin King came to Zhang Jinguang with a cheerful face, stretched out his stubby palm: "Hero of the Goblin Camp
,Welcome!”
When the Goblin King said this, it meant that the Goblin camp under his jurisdiction had already regarded Zhang Jinguang as one of his own. As a result, the two parties who were hostile last night settled their differences this morning and shook hands.
Not only that, these goblins regarded Zhang Jinguang as their "protector god" as their spiritual leader called him.
This group of goblins lived at the lowest level in this ancient jungle, suffering torture and bullying from their respective behemoths and monsters, especially encroachment. In order to survive, they could only unite and fight for life with numbers.
In addition, they reproduce at an accelerated pace, and continue to reproduce in the jungle of the alien continent with the belief that "if you kill me, there will be others who will come after you."
Today, everyone was very excited to worship the zombies as their "protector gods". Even the Goblin King changed his dull expression and started shouting about ceremoniously entertaining the guests of the tribe. Among them, the busiest one was
The wizard is the one who still sticks to his duties, happily arranging the ceremony to welcome the patron saint, and at the same time shouldering the great responsibility of staying with the patron saint.
Not to mention, it is not an easy thing to integrate a zombie into the life of a goblin. The cunning wizard seems to be able to read Zhang Jinguang's mind and choose what he likes to say.
"Master Zombie, are you talking about the Demon Realm?" The Goblin Wizard ruffled his long hair, winked a few times and said, "Well, Master Zombie, when it comes to the Demon Realm, I really can't explain it for a while, but...
Do you believe that our tribe is so large that it occupies most of the jungle of the alien continent? There should always be goblins who know about this!"
Zhang Jinguang was very annoyed by the wizard's nonsense, but if he wanted to find the beautiful girl Katie in his heart, according to the current situation, he could only rely on these ugly little monsters. After all, they were the only ones who had come into contact with him in the jungle of the alien continent.
Katie's creature endured the fire and vented her anger:
"Don't call me a zombie master, just call me Zhang Jinguang!"
The wizard didn't expect that Zhang Jinguang would be annoyed by this sacred title, and looked at him in confusion. The cunning wizard immediately saw the reason from Zhang Jinguang's eyes, and thought to himself: You are a zombie to begin with, and you don't like being treated by others.
What's my name? Who called me Goblin God? I couldn't be happier, because I am originally a Goblin. If you call me something else, wouldn't I be an alien? Besides, becoming a Goblin God is my lifelong pursuit.
Well, it's not like you came here so easily. You were called a great god by me, so why are you so angry?
Although the wizard thought so in his heart, he hurriedly said: "Yes, Zhang Jinguang, Zhang Jinguang, Zhang Jinguang, Master Zhang!"
The wizard really understood what Zhang Jinguang meant, and he named "Great God" again after the name "Zhang Jinguang". Zhang Jinguang had no objection, and his face looked much better: "Then you call all the goblins and see.
Does anyone among them know where the devil is?"
"Calling all the goblins? Zhang Dashen, I don't have such great appeal. Even the Goblin King can't do it. After all, we are just a tribe of goblins in this jungle, and the entire jungle has
Even we ourselves don't know how many goblins there are. We only know that there are many, many goblins like us." The wizard looked at Zhang Jinguang helplessly. He didn't expect that Zhang Jinguang was so persistent in finding the summoner. He was heartbroken.
Thought: If you find a summoner, it might not be a good thing for zombies!
"Are you just a tribe of goblins?" Zhang Jinguang stared at the wizard in confusion with his already big eyes.
"Yes, the Goblin tribe you are in now is called the Wange Tribe. It is a very hard-working tribe." The wizard did not forget to praise his tribe.
"Well, our Wange tribe is a large tribe in the jungle of the alien continent!" the busy goblin added.
Although there is no way to verify what this goblin said, there are indeed the most living goblins in the entire jungle. The goblin wizard saw that Zhang Jinguang was not interested in the ritual of the great god, so in order to prevent Zhang Jinguang's disgust, he simplified
After the ceremony, his pretentious babbling and dancing programs were deleted, but the part of promoting admiration is indispensable.
In order to prepare to welcome their great god, the goblins of the Wange tribe picked all kinds of fresh wild fruits from nowhere and hunted animals that were weaker than them. It seems that the goblins are also an omnivorous group, and these are
Their delicious food. They offered these delicacies to Zhang Jinguang to taste first. Zhang Jinguang saw that they were all eating them raw, especially the meat of these animals, and Zhang Jinguang was not used to it.
I thought to myself: "Why do these goblins eat these rabbit and bird meat raw if they can use fire to ignite the firewood pile?"
So, he proposed to roast the rabbit, frog and bird meat over the fire and eat it. His suggestion was immediately approved by the Goblin King and the Wizard, who quickly ordered the Goblins to set up a firewood pile and began to cook according to Zhang Jinguang's instructions.
Teach them how to grill rabbit, frog and bird meat.
As a result, the goblins of the Wange tribe ate cooked animal meat for the first time. They danced with joy. The fragrant smell and crispy taste were beyond their expectation. In this way, they admired the man in front of them even more.
The protector comes.
As a result, the Wange tribe ushered in the first great god they believed to protect their own security!
For Zhang Jinguang, he stayed in order to find the goddess in his heart. With the enthusiasm of the goblins and his own sense of glory, he began to feel that living with the goblins was a good thing.
Originally, I felt very lonely when I traveled to the jungle of this alien continent alone. Especially in this place where there are many monsters, without a guide, I could fall into a situation of destruction at any time.
Although these goblins are not powerful, they have many habits that are somewhat similar to mine, and even their body shapes are somewhat similar, except that the goblins are much smaller. Therefore, communicating with them is definitely easier than with other species.
Much safer. What's more, he still clings to the seemingly unattainable dream in his heart: to find Summoner Katie!
This dream in his heart was the major reason why he chose to stay.
Zhang Jinguang envied the Goblin's residence. These dead tree caves were made of fine wooden houses. However, these were only suitable for Goblin living because they were extremely small. Even the Goblin King did not have one.
Live in caves in dead trees.
It's not that the Goblin King is so big that the dead tree cave cannot accommodate him, but he is a king, and safety is very important after all. In addition to having a powerful guard by his side to protect him, the solid "palace"
" is another guarantee for the safety of the Goblin King. Therefore, they chose a large cave for their king and built a solid protective wall outside the cave.
However, for Zhang Jinguang, even if the Goblin King offered him a place to live in this royal cave, he would not be able to accept it. After all, this is where the tribal king lives, and this cave is not as spacious, comfortable and comfortable as the cave where the old Tao lived.
convenient.
But he didn't want to go back to the cave where he practiced. After all, it was the holy place in his heart and the place where his mentor emerged. He didn't want others to know about it, even the goblins who regarded him as a great god.
As a result, the residence of the great god still stumped these goblins. After their fierce quarrels and suggestions, the problem was finally solved through communication between Zhang Jinguang himself and the wizard.
They want to build a thatched house that can shelter from wind and rain in the jungle of a foreign continent.