I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 30 Building a Fake Outpost

The goblins are just like Ziyi.

They made the classic mistake of an "experienced novice".

Letting go, blocking the shot, forgetting to flip the wrist...

Some of the odd ones are that their posture is already somewhat similar to that of a baseball player.

The goblins who weren't on the field were all overjoyed, while Zi Yi looked extremely tense.

He only managed to suppress his expression when he saw Li Mosi there.

Zi Yi quickly finished teaching the spear-throwing team and then taught the pole-throwing team.

As long as you're careful not to have anyone standing behind you when using a drift pole, you won't make any mistakes.

Whether you can hit accurately is another matter entirely.

"Mmm mmm!" (Speaking!)

At some point, the saintess moved closer to Li Mosi and made a loud noise.

Li Mosi turned her head and looked over, her eyes meeting her golden ones.

He looked down and saw her using her tongue to push the vines outward.

"Do you want to say something?"

"Ah ah."

The saintess nodded.

Li Mosi glanced at Zi Yi and, after confirming that there were no problems, untied the vine from the saintess's mouth.

"Ahem." She cleared her throat and extended an invitation directly to Li Mosi. "Would you like to join my faction?"

"I refuse."

Li Mosi didn't think at all.

From the moment he transmigrated, Hagi Sanctuary was in dire straits.

And yet, they still want to recruit him.

That's a bit funny.

Hearing such a straightforward reply, the saintess looked incredulous.

She instinctively asked, "Why?"

Apart from the Pope, no one has ever refused her like this before!

Doesn't this person know she is a saint?

Or is it that they don't recognize her status as a saint?

She quickly added, "I am a saint! Do you know how precious this opportunity is? Even if you were born a saint, you can't treat me like this!"

Li Mosi was just about to say "no reason".

As a result, the saintess interrupted him with her long speech.

The speech was long and rushed, and he couldn't hear many of the words clearly.

But he heard the words "born saint".

Due to the nature of phonetic writing, he did not know the meaning of the word.

But he recognized it as a noun.

Based on what the saintess said yesterday, Li Mosi felt that she was probably looking for someone.

"I don't know what you mean by 'born saint,' and it doesn't matter whether you are a saint or not."

Li Mosi shook her head at the saintess, whose face was flushed.

"But I think that if a saint like you can end up in this place, the troubles you face will only be greater than what you see now."

After saying that, he used vines to gag the saintess.

Does it matter whether the saintess is real or not?

He's only ever killed chickens; he can only help with killing pigs.

Is he going to kill this woman?

Whew, Whew—

The saint did not resist, but her eyes were fixed on Li Moss's eyes.

She noticed how calm the craftsman's eyes were.

And she actually thought the craftsman was right.

She's already reached this point, and she doesn't even know how she ended up in this situation, so what makes her think she can recruit others?

The trouble she's facing will only get bigger!

Li Mosi saw the saintess lower her head, indicating that her words had penetrated her soul.

He nodded in satisfaction and continued watching Zi Yi train the goblins.

Actually, there wasn't much to see. Aside from the first few times when I made some embarrassing mistakes, I didn't make any major errors later on.

The old goblin returned to the tribe and walked to Li Moss's side.

He said to Li Mosi, "Master, there are a lot of trees piled up at the fake stronghold. How are we supposed to build that fake stronghold you mentioned before?"

Yesterday we cut down forty or fifty trees, and with the busy work this morning, the pile at the foot of the mountain is almost overflowing.

Li Mosi nodded: "I'll go take a look."

After briefly explaining the plan to He Ziyi, Li Mosi, along with the saintess, followed the old goblin.

Because the fake stronghold is located at a higher elevation, the distance to the fake stronghold is about the same as the distance taken down the mountain when going hunting in the southwest.

It was almost noon when Li Mosi arrived at the fake stronghold.

Just like the terrain described in [Leshan Water], a sunken road running in a southwest-northeast direction is sandwiched between steep slopes on both sides, with an incline of at least forty degrees.

Because this "road" was formed naturally, grass and trees grow in the middle of the road, and there are even boulders and tree trunks that have rolled down at some unknown time.

The steep slopes on both sides lead up to high platforms on either side, with a drop of at least three people between the platforms and the road.

It's unclear whose idea it was, but three pine trees were laid horizontally between the two high platforms, forming a bridge, with huge rocks wedged in on both sides for stability.

He's a talented person.

There are even more high platforms on both sides of the platform, but those are too far from the road.

They don't need that many men for an ambush.

At this moment, the high platform is piled with fallen pine trees.

From a distance, Li Mosi could see a large expanse of deep green rising from the ground.

That's the color of pine needles.

He walked down the slope to the high platforms on both sides, and as he approached the cave, he smelled the aroma of boiling beans.

The old goblin spoke up, "I moved some goblins here so that there would be more signs of life here."

Li Mosi nodded: "Okay."

A careful yet convenient choice.

This way, the goblins building fake outposts won't need to run up and down every day.

There's no need to worry about the goblins causing trouble below.

Even the strongest and most rebellious goblins know they cannot survive the winter without their pack.

If the original owner had been born in a tribe like this, she probably wouldn't have needed to escape.

With a sigh in his heart, he placed the saintess on the outside of the pile of trees and went inside himself.

After a quick look around, there were more than seventy trees piled on the high platforms on both sides, more than enough to build a fake stronghold and ambush the slave-catching team.

Li Mosi looked at the width of the road, then at the width of the cave, and then at the diameter of the pine tree.

He had a plan.

Li Moss walked back to the old goblin's side: "To prevent humans from paying attention to the tracking issue, I plan to make this fake outpost more conspicuous."

The old goblin nodded: "Master, please explain in detail."

"Elder! The food is ready!"

Just as Li Mosi was about to describe his plan in detail, a goblin walked into the cave, looked up at the old goblin, and began to squeak.

"Bring up three bowls!"

After making a series of noises below, the old goblin turned to Li Mosi and said...

"Master, lunch is ready."

Li Mosi nodded: "Then let's talk while we eat."

The saintess standing to the side looked completely bewildered.

Humanity?

The enemy is human?

What's going on?

Are they here to deal with me?

wrong.

The saintess found that her thoughts were completely in disarray.

If they're targeting her, then it's definitely not something a few dozen goblins can handle.

"Later, I'll draw lines at both ends of the road, using the cave as the center. Have the goblins remove the thin branches from the pine trees and use them to build fortifications along the two lines. Also, build small nests outside with branches; I'll specify the locations of these nests..."

While eating, Li Mosi talked about his construction plans.

The plan is very simple.

The core idea is simple—humans think goblins are beasts, so he makes the slave-catching team think that these goblins are also beasts!