When Prell, in his new role as a member of the Elders, asked and saw Gresu for the first time, the green-skinned goblin visibly shuddered and subconsciously covered his crotch. This action made Prell a little nervous.
Angry and feeling offended.
Prell's suggestion that the kobolds return to Spider Post was rejected by Gresu. Gresu gave a good reason: "Preel Lefeta, I think your tribe is more suitable for mining operations. Road patrols are so dangerous.
I think it’s better to leave the job to my stupid jackals. What do you think?”
Prell laughed: "Very good, then let's do it." He said goodbye politely and pushed out the door. Gresu watched Preel walk out of his office and looked at Prell with disgust.
The carpet on which he had stood - Prell declined the other party's request to sit down.
He said to a goblin assistant behind him: "Throw away this carpet, forget it, let's clean it again!" He said to himself: "You little bastard who overestimates your capabilities, hum!"
Prell walked out of the office and came downstairs. He looked up and his eyes became a little cold. It was obvious that Gresu, as he had imagined, did not intend to seriously fulfill the contract he had signed with the kobold tribe. Otherwise, he would
I won't refuse my request like this anymore.
However, another whole week passed, and Gresu did not make any move. On the contrary, Preel continued to go out to fight monsters in order to level up these days, but he did not dare to leave too far, so he still used the Gale Mine as the radius, and went out at most
long time.
Then Prell discovered depressingly that the novice experience period for the first 10 levels had passed. The experience required to upgrade to level 11 had reached 10080. You must know that his upgrade from level 1 to level 10 only cost a little more than 10,000.
Children's experience.
In order to prepare for Gresu's sudden action, Prell only gave himself half a day to go out and fight monsters. However, the deep moss spiders were not scattered everywhere in the forest, which caused his leveling efficiency to drop immediately.
A week went by without incident, and Prell became even more worried about what Gresu was planning. Then on the afternoon of the 9th day, Gresu suddenly took away a total of 70 jackals and rushed to the logging team camp. Waiting for the news to be conveyed back to Prell
At this moment, he suddenly frowned.
Then he received a message from a goblin: Fezquez, who was left behind, wanted to see him. Full of doubts, Prell met Fezquez.
Gazruin's former deputy, now the nominal second-in-command of the Gale Mine, was chatting nonsense, and then suddenly complained: "The company's recent business has not been going well, the logging team
In order to open the road to Ashenvale, we bought the right to use the Stoneclaw Trail from the night elves for a large sum of money. It is said that this mountain path was dug by the night elves and furbolgs many years ago."
"Haha, the history of the night elves is too long, and they are immortal. Longevity brings memory confusion. This forgotten path was the exploration team under Mr. Capelan who rediscovered it from the mountains covered with thorns and ivy.
They discovered it. The night elves in Astrana, relying on their sentries, insisted on saying that they built this abandoned trail, forcing the company to pay a large sum of money. Let me tell you, the night elves
It makes a lot more money than us Goblin Club!"
While chatting, he secretly observed Prell, and then sighed: "In order to open up the road to this cave, the logging team continued to expand to the north, and as a result, all the nests of the thundering lizards on the cliff were destroyed. It is said that the angry lizards
They attacked the logging team that was out, and the losses were really huge!"
His tone was filled with regret, but there was uncontrollable schadenfreude on his face: "So Gresu went to wipe the butt of the human foreman Rigel. This willful human being, hehe, he really caused a big trouble this time!
"
He patted Prell on the shoulder and said enthusiastically: "Gresu will stay with the logging team for at least half a month, and the mine affairs will be left to me. I will strictly follow the agreement between you and Gresu.
An agreement to perform a sacred contract."
Then he suddenly lowered his voice: "Gresu has been considering reprocessing the mine, but he is the supervisor of the logging team first, so he probably won't do it in the short term."
Prell nodded: "Thank you for telling these interesting things. If there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first!"
After sending Prell out of the house enthusiastically, Fitzkus sighed: "I hope this kobold protected by the Holy Light will not be as stupid as his compatriots and can understand what I mean."
Prell did not completely believe Fizzix. He continued to send out his patrols, continued to pay close attention to any situation from the Spider Post to the mines, and then continued to stay in the mines every day without going anywhere.
It wasn't until the third day that Fizzix received Gresu's order to withdraw all the remaining gnolls back to the camp where the logging team was located. At the same time, a small group of goblin guards were also transferred back.
Through various inquiries, Prell finally confirmed that this sudden incident indeed involved most of Gresu's energy. Even if the wind mine can make money again, the logging team must provide necessary and sufficient supplies for the mud swamp oil wells.
Timber is also a business that venture capital companies cannot give up.
Player, who replaced himself as a shareholder of the venture capital company and the head of the Cary Witness Business Department, also felt that the logging team's business was more important in comparison. Even for Gresu, what happened in the Gale Mine
, for him and even for the other shareholders of the entire mine, the loss was not big. At most, Gresu's personal authority was damaged.
In other words, he takes himself very seriously, but in the eyes of these goblins, he is still nothing. Although this hurts his self-esteem, reason tells Prell that his ideas are probably the ones closest to those businessmen.
Real thoughts.
To put it bluntly, his personal force cannot elevate the status of the entire kobold community in one fell swoop. The kobolds in the Storm Mine are still discriminated against in the hearts of the goblins.
Even what Fezquez hinted at himself was nothing more than a small means for Fezquez and Gresu to compete for power.
So after rearranging his patrol work, Prell once again embarked on the road of killing monsters and leveling up. This time, he had one more follower, and that was Belga.
Although he was briefly dazzled by power, Belga was after all a bloodline awakening spellcaster with wisdom that surpassed other compatriots. For Belga, although he could not figure out what happened specifically, he and Prell
Going out to fight monsters can lead him to better understand the power from nature, which he considers to be the way of shamanism.
Prell doesn't care about what happened to Belga. In a sense, this is Prell's psychological superiority over the real kobolds. He just thinks it's a little ridiculous.
So the two kobolds who reunited began to head to the west of the mine. To the east of the Gale Mine, the streams originating from the Ashenvale Forest converged, and then poured down from the cliffs of the Gale Valley, forming a formation in the forest.
A wide river, the Black Wolf River.
After the Black Wolf River gathered more streams from the Gale Valley Forest and branched out many streams, it formed a large lake on the east side of the Valley Forest. As for where the water in the lake went,
According to the speculations of goblin geological experts, underground rivers were probably formed to nourish the barren land to the east after crossing the mountains.
In the past, Prell's hunting of deep moss spiders was mainly in the jungle north of the Gale Mine, north of the forest road and the Black Wolf River, but the reality is different from the game. After completely clearing three spider gathering points, at least the mine
Within two days, the activity of deep moss spiders has basically disappeared.
So this time Prell chose to head west, where there might be more deep moss spiders waiting for him to kill. The two kobolds chose to follow the mountains all the way west, and found at least three abandoned places along the way.
Judging from the traces left at the logging camp, the venture capital company's logging work in the Windy Valley began at least more than ten years ago.
After walking for two full days, Prell found no trace of the activity of the Deep Moss Spider, but it was the first time that he saw the Thunder Lizard that Gresu was suffering for.
This is a huge creature, covered in light red. Its strong body and limbs are covered with cute-looking pink markings. It has a wide mouth and a thick curved horn on its forehead. Behind the big horn in the front, there is a
A short corner that just exposed the skin.
From the horns to the tail, there are two rows of bright purple dorsal scales on the lizard's spine. This lizard has a huge tail, which is also covered with scales. What's even more peculiar is that where the tail bifurcates, two
The fleshy scales separate, making the lizard look like it has two tails.
The huge lizard ignored the two kobolds who suddenly emerged from the forest. Instead, it continued to pull the lush grass on the ground slowly with its wide mouth, chewing slowly and shaking comfortably.
With tail.
Belga, who was about to turn around and run away, was stopped by Prell. He observed with interest for a long time, and then pulled Belga slowly back into the forest.
Thinking that this kind of docile herbivore was driven into a rage by the logging team, Prell shook his head helplessly. It seems that just like in the game, venture capital companies are the culprits that destroy the ecological balance and environment of the entire world.
!
On the afternoon of the third day, the two kobolds finally found traces of activity of a deep-moss spider. It was already early July, and the forest was extremely hot. There were towering trees as thick as several people hugging each other, making the air circulation very difficult.
smooth.
But in the dead of night, the howling wind blew from the tops of the trees, making all kinds of strange noises. Because of this, Belga did not dare to sleep for two consecutive nights.