"You will be one of ours from now on," the old green-skinned village chief said, patting his chest.
The old green-skinned village chief is over sixty years old, and no trace of time can be seen on his body. His strong arms, strong thighs, and nearly one-and-a-half-meter-tall figure make Xu Zhi envious. He looks very handsome.
Looks powerful.
Four villages surround the fairy tree, one each in the southeast and northwest directions.
"We live in the happy Oriental Village, oh, oh, oh."
The jungle goblins are very happy and like to sing, knit straw hats and straw sandals. The village has built high guardrails. If a wolf attacks, calling the villagers back and pulling up the guardrails can provide good protection.
There are patches of breadfruit trees planted outside the guardrail, which are food for jungle goblins. Wolves don’t like to eat this kind of thing.
"Pipiru is too playful. He was still outside when the wolf attacked the village. This poor child," the old green-skinned village chief sighed as he touched his tears.
It is very easy to build a new house. The jungle goblins are short in stature and do not occupy much space. They are all small wooden houses. Dozens of wooden boards were nailed together. Xu Zhi successfully became an ordinary member of Dongfang Village.
"Looks like it's safe."
Xu Zhi looked at the small house with a few square meters and a small bed covered with hay. This was the help of many goblins. Every jungle goblin house has this specification and is green and environmentally friendly.
There are no violent storms within the fairy tree, so there is no need to worry about the house being blown away.
"Looking at it really makes me want to take a nap."
Xu Zhi looked at the slightly night sky outside the room. The guardrail of the village had already been pulled up. Most of the jungle elves had returned to their houses. Some were eating, some were singing, some were knitting shoes and hats, and some were holding gold coins.
To throw it around, the old green village chief took out a recorder, cheerful music started, and several little greens danced happily.
"A hundred experience points are useless."
Xu Zhi looked at his status bar. Race: Jungle Elf, damage 1-2, attack 9, defense 10, speed 6, magic 3, life 9, level 1 experience value 103/10.
"A wolf is coming!"
"Wolf is coming!"
"many."
"Stand guard everywhere," the old green-skinned village chief began to shout.
The guardrail is not omnipotent. The jungle goblins have built the guardrail very high in their minds, but in fact, the wolf with strong jumping power may also climb over.
"Come on, you evil wolves."
The little green pig picked up a wooden stick with trembling legs. In his words, this was his magic wand, and he would be a great wizard in the future.
At this time, the jungle fairies in Dongfang Village all took action. The jungle fairies were all born to be good at using magic, and the green light kept shining on all the fairies.
"Lucky spell."
Xu Zhi also put one for himself. There is no conflict between using the lucky spell in the dream world and the real world, but he doesn't know if this lucky spell can last for an hour in the dream world.
"bring it on."
The old green-skinned village chief hammered his chest with his hand, and the snapping sound was very loud at night.
Outside the village, wolves with shining eyes were approaching.
"There are twenty-two heads," reported a jungle elf who was good at arithmetic.
"I want one against three." The village chief waved his arms.
"I can fight one." Another strong jungle elf stood up.
"We can fight two against one," the two jungle elves said.
"Three of us can handle one"
…
The scene became silent, a bunch of little greenskins stared at each other, and how to divide the dozen wolves.
"Ahem," the old green-skinned village chief coughed, "Then we'll stick to the old rules."
"What old rules?"
Xu Zhi touched the little green-skinned Ge Ge’s arm.
"There are so many old rules. I don't know which one to mention. Anyway, the most important one is to run away if you can't fight."
The little green skinned and frowned, looking a little listless.
"Village Chief, Village Chief, has your brain been eaten?" Xu Zhi complained in his heart.
He now wondered whether the remaining fairies in Dongfang Village were due to the village chief's wisdom. They were all in the village, where else could they go.
All the jungle elves stood on high ground to prevent the wolves from raiding, and a group of weak jungle elves stood at the gate.
"Come on, wolf cub."
The old green-skinned village chief put his recorder in his belt and roared at the wolves.
"Ouch...ow..."
The wolves outside the guardrail howled.
"Kill them" shouted the strong jungle elf.
"That's our goblin commander, Dadamu. He's very powerful and can even perform lucky spells several times." Little Green Pigeon looked envious.
"Kill them" the goblins shouted feebly.
Xu Zhi climbed up the high ladder at the guardrail, which was close to two meters. This was also the height of the guardrail of the jungle fairies. In the words of the jungle fairies, this was a very high guardrail.
Xu Zhi looked at the group of gray wolves outside the guardrail. Their curved and sharp claws and long, thick white teeth showed that they had a good appetite. Their length of nearly 1.5 meters made Xu Zhi have no doubt whether the guardrail was
Can block their jumps.
Why is the height of 1.5 meters? This is not comparable to that of the village chief. The body and the village chief are almost the same height.
Xu Zhi looked at the small kitchen knife he was twisting, and there was nothing wrong with it. Even if more than 20 pigs were raised and their necks were raised for him to cut, his small kitchen knife wouldn't be able to cut them.
"Eat a thumbtack."
Xu Zhi opened the plastic box and found a box of fifty fine steel thumbtacks, each three centimeters long and with a long point. Xu Zhi scattered a handful at the gate. According to Gege, that was the key direction of the wolves' attack.
"It would be nice if there was a concrete floor."
Seeing some thumbtacks tilting their heads downward and plunging into the mound, Xu Zhi felt a little regretful. Thinking that it was not very reliable, he threw another box out.
"What is that thing of yours, shiny?" the little green skinned girl asked curiously.
"You know, the nails are long and can pierce their feet." Xu pointed at the wolves.
"Good thing, it's a trap. It's really like witchcraft. If you spread it out, it will become a trap." The little green skinned princess still hasn't forgotten his dream of being a great wizard.
"The alpha wolf is coming, the alpha wolf is coming," a greenskin exclaimed.
The pure silver fur, the flowing and handsome figure, the elegant and brisk steps, and the nearly two-meter-long body obviously brought a lot of pressure to the fairies.
"Come on, you old wolfskin," the old green-skinned village chief shouted, "Let's see who among us can win today."
He raised his thick fist, hot air came out of his nostrils, the wind blew his clothes up, and the drunken moonlight stretched his figure very long.
The old green-skinned village chief opened half of the guardrail door and stepped out.
At this time, Silver Wolf's pace was getting faster and faster, soldier against soldier, general against general, king against king. The old green-skinned village chief was his target. No jungle goblin could stop him. He jumped up lightly,
Like jumping forward.
The old green-skinned village chief and the silver wolf collided fiercely. Xu Zhi and Gege couldn't bear to watch and covered their eyes.
Screams and howls sounded at the same time.
The old green-skinned village chief quickly retreated. He went out quickly and came back even faster, locking the guardrail door.
"Ouch~ow~ow~"
The old green-skinned village leader gasped and dug his trembling hands into the soles of his feet. Several thumbtacks fell down, and a small stream of green blood spurted downwards, dyeing the straw sandals even greener.
Xu Zhi spread his hands and said it was none of my business.
The little green-skinned princess looked at the village chief for a while, and then at the silver wolf outside the guardrail, not knowing what to say.
The old green-skinned village chief had his feet pierced, but Silver Wolf's limbs were all pierced, and he rolled on the ground. He didn't know how many fine steel thumbtacks were pierced in his body.