paranoianovel Chapter 794: The Mysterious Tribe (1)
Chapter 794: The Mysterious Tribe (1)
With a yearning for a better life like a fireball in his left hand and an ice ball in his right hand, Da Sima walked up to the orc Barbara Black Flag with a swaggering figure-step.
"Hello, orc, I am the chief of this Goblin tribe! Do you have any appeal?"
The orc turned his head and saw an unusually tall Goblin. He felt happy and said sternly, "Chief Goblin? As you can see, I am seriously injured and in urgent need of treatment, so I hope you can Send me back to the Black Chess tribe. There is an orc priest in my tribe who can help me heal my injuries, but the goblins under your command brought me here! If you delay any longer, I will be disabled for life!"
The attitude of the orcs towards ordinary goblins and the goblin chief is completely different. This kind of detail that is just a piece of cake once again made Da Sima sigh that the AI technology of Kane Continent is really fucking awesome.
"Ahem, Your Majesty the Orcs, please don't be angry." Seeing that Barbara was agitated, Da Sima comforted him softly: "After all, the Goblins under my command have limited IQs. They don't know the road. When you mention the tribe, they are the first. The reaction was my own tribe, so I sent you back. Now that I am here, I will definitely take you back to the Black Flag tribe."
"Yeah?"
Barbara stopped chattering, struggled to support her body, raised her hand and beat her chest with a fist, and said in a sincere tone:
"If I can successfully return to the Black Flag Tribe, I will definitely ask my father to give you a reward. Now the Black Flag Tribe is facing a crisis, and the tribe still needs my help!"
[Hidden mission has been triggered]
[Mission goal: Help the brave orc warrior Barbara return to the Black Flag tribe]
[Reward: General reward: Copper coins x5, experience 2000/Captain reward: Orc sacrifice skills of your choice]
[Note: Escorting Barbara back to the Black Flag Tribe may be attacked by a group of unknown monsters, please make sure you bring enough troops]
Watch the hidden tasks pop up.
Da Sima was very excited.
Sure enough, you can learn magic.
The road to becoming a god is at your feet! !
And since there is a mission popping up, it means that this orc is most likely not a minion of the BOSS behind the scenes. This wave is relatively stable, and it will not happen that he sends Barbara into the Black Flag Tribe and then gets messed up by the chief of the Black Flag Tribe. What a fucking pain in the ass event.
With these prerequisites as a judgement.
Da Sima immediately led the goblins to cut down the trees, carefully crafted a stretcher, and prepared some dry food and food for the road. He put on the simple leather equipment neatly, and then moved Barbara to the stretcher to lie down.
They followed Barbara's lead.
Marching towards the Black Flag Tribe in a mighty manner.
"Honestly, you goblins are what amaze me."
Barbara, who was lying on the stretcher, had a tone full of disbelief. He couldn't help but touch the stretcher, which was very advanced for an orc in terms of workmanship. His face was full of surprise and astonishment.
"They say goblins have no brains, but I never thought you could make such a comfortable vehicle. Lying on it feels like lying on a soft straw mat."
Orcs always speak straightforwardly.
Don't consider the other person's feelings.
If it were another goblin leader, he would probably be furious right now.
But Da Sima was different. He said that Goblins have no brains, which does not mean that players have no brains. He walked next to Barbara with a mysterious smile on his lips:
"Haha, we are different from ordinary goblins."
The transport vehicle Barbara was referring to was the stretcher.
This thing seems to be very novel to the orcs.
But as far as he knew, medical institutions in human society on the continent of Kane have begun to commonly use this kind of transportation props, and this is an innovation brought by players.
Players can actually change the game world. Perhaps this is the so-called sense of substitution.
Think about it, the things you developed are accepted and loved by the majority of NPCs.
How fulfilling is this?
Barbara didn't know what the Goblin Chief next to her was thinking.
But he has developed a keen interest in these goblins.
He could see a smart light from the eyes of these goblins, which were the size of soybeans. This was something he had never encountered before. This light only meant one thing, and that was that these goblins were very smart!
Along the way, we traveled through mountains and rivers without any danger.
I only encountered a group of weird wolves.
The wolves came silently, and their bodies were covered with foul-smelling abscesses. Even as a goblin with strong tolerance, Da Sima couldn't help but feel a little nauseous. Moreover, these wolves were as if they were unkillable, even if they had a headache. Even after half of it was chopped off, it was still crawling on the ground until it was torn into pieces. In the end, Da Sima had to set a fire before he received a series of killing prompts.
[The giant wolf infected by @ɪəж□В]
This is the full name of the strange wolf under the identification technique.
The string of garbled characters didn’t know what they meant, but it made Da Sima feel cold all over for no reason. In addition, the surrounding environment became darker and darker - this was a road leading deep into the forest, and the sunlight was gradually blocked by the leaves. It's out of sight.
The atmosphere became somewhat depressing.
Even the laughing players couldn't help but shut up.
Until they heard the noise coming from far and near.
"The tribe is coming..."
Barbara was not doing well.
From being full of anger when he spoke to now being as angry as a thread, the orc's tenacious vitality could hardly keep him going. If he hadn't accepted the treatment from the priests, it might not be a matter of lifelong disability, and he might have to die on the road.
Da Sima quickened his pace and led the goblins under his command to charge forward, over the hills and through the bushes. Wherever he looked, the firelight changed from looming to gradually brighter. He saw a patchwork of pointed tents scattered between the tents. A bonfire was burning, surrounded by towering trees dozens of meters high.
It's as dark as night here.
But the campfire brings sight and warmth.
"Aoke-Towa!"
There was a roar.
Pulling Da Sima Pianfei's emotions back, the sounds in his ears gradually became clearer, the roar of the orcs, the muffled sound of the sword and shield colliding, the screams, the roar of the torch falling to the ground and igniting the kerosene and the flames rising...
Only a distance is seen.
Northeast of the tipi area.
A group of orcs are resisting foreign enemies, and the battle is extremely fierce.
The orcs in the lead charged with their shields, but were knocked down one by one in the middle of the battle.
Countless black shadows could not be seen clearly in the jungle. They lay on the ground and seemed to be eating, devouring the lives of the orcs who had fallen down.
The rear of the legion.
The fox-faced priest, who was surrounded by white animal skins, held up his hands and staff, shouting "gauuua-tuowada!" I saw shining arcs of electricity emerging from the staff, like a net covering the jungle, and then repeated Jumping sideways, a large number of black shadows fell to the ground with gray smoke, and the orcs got a moment to breathe.
The shining thunder was deeply imprinted in Da Sima's mind.
My eyes are straight!
This is what he wants to learn!