Meanwhile, the goblins gather.

The goblins here are partying, not for anything else, but because they got a lot of good things from the passing teams.

"These pots are so good, and they just threw them away. They are really rich!"

"There are also some foods they left behind, which are also delicious. I have never eaten anything so delicious."

"A shelf is also good. Just add some straw and it can be used as a house."

"If that's the case, it would be better if more human teams passed by us!"

“…”

The goblins gathered together, their faces full of longing.

Life is so hard for them that even the smallest bit of stuff can make them very satisfied.

Listening to these conversations, Mills, the goblin chieftain, felt very sad.

...

...

He didn't understand why the continent of Stan was so big but couldn't accommodate their goblin tribe.

Ugly appearance, short stature, weak strength... these weaknesses make it impossible for them to gain a foothold in this world. Even their only advantage, the search for minerals, makes them coveted by various races.

He and his tribesmen had been hiding from place to place, and this time they had traveled a long distance to choose such a place.

Not only is there no resource nearby, but the environment is also extremely harsh. Even under such circumstances, there is barely a small gathering place.

Therefore, they would suffer from hunger and hunger in this area.

This time's harvest is considered good for them.

Thinking of this, Mills coughed lightly and said, "We are lucky to have this harvest. We don't have this kind of luck every time. You should be careful and don't take risks easily. Otherwise, if you are encountered by human mercenaries, they will not be polite to you. They may even find our gathering place. It will be a disaster for us."

After hearing these words, the goblins who were rejoicing suppressed their joy and said quickly, "We understand. We will not take risks easily."

Mills looked at their attitude and felt a little satisfied.

It’s not that he is strict, he is just thinking about the entire ethnic group!

Afterwards, a group of goblins sorted out their harvest and led their team deeper into the mountains.

They dug some plots of land in there for growing crops, and they relied on them for their daily food. The reason they dug it so deep was to avoid being discovered.

There is also a group that is preparing to search for traces of lone magical beasts nearby, which is also their main source of food.

As for Mills, he also specially dispatched a team to monitor the situation where Zhou Bai and his team stayed yesterday.

He was afraid that the appearance of the human team was not an isolated case. After all, if it happened too frequently, then this gathering place would not be so suitable.

It was a small gathering place, but it became busy from top to bottom.

They are all trying to stay alive.

Unbeknownst to them, Victor and Dunlop and their team were rushing towards this place at full speed, with almost no time to stop on the way.

The soldiers accompanying them knew that they were anxious, so they didn't say much and just followed them silently.

They didn't stop until Victor and the other man couldn't stand it anymore.

It was also at this time that Victor realized that he was too anxious and almost ignored other people.

"I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings." Victor apologized to the soldiers seriously.

However, Quan Ziqiang, the temporary captain of the soldiers, waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay. We understand how anxious you are. We can still handle it."

This distance is just a drizzle for these well-trained soldiers.

Especially after training day and night during this period, they are no longer the weaklings who first came into this world.

"We haven't seen our people for a long time." Victor sighed.

"How did you die?" Quan Ziqiang asked a little curiously.

Speaking of which, these two goblins go out early and come back late in the territory. Most of the time they are at the mines in the cave and can only be seen occasionally. And each of them seems to be socially anxious, so it is not easy for them to disturb them, let alone dig up their scars.

"A mine accident." Victor didn't intend to hide it and said it directly. When he spoke about it, a trace of sadness appeared on his face. "My entire tribe worked as miners in that mine, digging day and night. They didn't treat us as human beings and never cared about the maintenance of the mine. That's why the mine collapsed. After I was crushed to death, my consciousness was in the Kingdom of the Dead. I don't know how many people survived and how they are doing now."

That territory was too far away from them. He now only hoped that he could save more money so that he could issue tasks to mercenaries in the future and let those mercenaries gather information for him.

"I got separated from my tribe and died when I accidentally fell off a cliff while trying to escape." Dunlop on the side also spoke about his situation.

From the two people's simple descriptions, we can tell that the goblins are not having a good time.

"Other races have their own territories, don't you?" Quan Ziqiang continued to ask.

In fact, goblins are rarely mentioned by other NPCs, as if they are ignored.

Victor listened and sighed deeply. "Yes, there was a Goblin Kingdom. Our kingdom was built in a place with mineral resources. Relying on the sale of minerals, the entire kingdom was very prosperous. However, after a war broke out between several races, they did not want to see the goblins monopolize the mineral treasure, so they united and divided up the entire Goblin Kingdom. The Goblin Kingdom disappeared from then on."

That was their clan's former glory. Even if countless clan members wanted to regain it, they were helpless. They couldn't even gather all the clan members together...

Forget it. Now it’s a great thing that they can have more of their people alive and more of them have freedom. There’s no need to think too much. After all, if you think too much, you will be the only one who suffers.

Quan Ziqiang couldn't help but sigh as he listened to Victor's words: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Without the ability to protect yourself, you will be at the mercy of others."

"You..." Victor was a little surprised by Quan Ziqiang's words. He seemed to be deeply touched, as if he had experienced it before.

"Our former... territory was also backward, and the accumulated wealth was divided up by other territories. The residents were also massacred. At that time, the residents of our territory had no human rights at all, and no one took our territory seriously..."

"What's next?"

"Through the efforts of generations of residents, our territory has become strong again, and no one dares to bully us!" Quan Ziqiang said, with a bit more pride on his face.

"Now that you are here, what about your former territory? Will you encounter any trouble again?" Victor said, looking a little worried.

Hearing that their territory had become stronger through hard work, he felt a little excited, but after hearing what happened next, his mood changed.

He hopes that the people in the village will be nice to him, so naturally he wants the best for them.

Quan Ziqiang paused, then said: "We are just a part of the residents. Without us, there will be others who will protect our territory. The best way for us now is to live a good life and gain a foothold here."

"I definitely will." Victor said seriously.

Quan Ziqiang looked at Victor, who was clearly having a hard time but still worried about them, and his favorability towards him increased rapidly. He didn't understand him before, but now he does, and they should be able to interact more in the future.

Then, thinking that it was about time to rest, everyone ate something, drank some water, and then continued on their journey.

They stopped and walked along the way, occasionally killing some attacking monsters, and the group arrived at their previous camp smoothly.

Then Quan Ziqiang took out a map, which indicated the route to the goblin gathering place.

"If we go to their house now, I'm afraid they will run away out of fear. Can just the two of you go?" Quan Ziqiang asked Victor and the other man.

The village chief probably asked them to bring the two goblin NPCs with him for this purpose.

It is indeed much more convenient to let the other party leave with them voluntarily, otherwise it is not safe to waste time outside.

When they were not far from Hope Village, they encountered some caravans and mercenary teams returning from nearby territories. The goods of Hope Village were selling well, and they saw the benefits and naturally had more exchanges. In addition, because of the good treatment Hope Village gave its residents, many people from other territories came to seek refuge after word of mouth. Therefore, the area around Hope Village became visibly lively.

Once it becomes lively, there will be more forces involved nearby.

The longer they stay in this world and the more contact they have with the local residents, the more they can feel the unrest in this world.

Not only are there significant conflicts between humans and other races, but the human race itself is probably not so peaceful either.

The number of countries on Blue Star is not as many as that on Stan Continent. The disputes and conflicts of interest between countries are already so chaotic. One can imagine how deep the conflicts hidden in Stan Continent are.

Therefore, given the current situation of Hope Village, it is most realistic to develop it slowly.

The talents of the goblins are also eye-catching. In the territory, they hope that the village can be protected. If they meet them outside, who knows whether those mercenary teams will attack in secret. As long as they hide well, they will not be discovered.

"Okay." Victor and Dunlop agreed immediately.

They will definitely persuade their tribesmen to go back to Hope Village with them.

Soon, the two of them went up the mountain with the map.

In fact, Mills already knew it as soon as they reached the mountain.

After all, he also sent people to monitor.

Knowing that another human had appeared, he was really worried.

It was so hard to find such a suitable gathering place. If he had to move again suddenly, he really couldn't guarantee that he could find a better one.

"Those humans didn't go up the mountain, but two of our own kind came to find us. It's just..."

"Is there any problem?" Mills' heart skipped a beat. Their goal was so clear, it seemed that their gathering place had been discovered by humans.

That night, I was afraid that I would be discovered.

Mills was anxious and angry, but he tried to calm himself down.

"They are already undead."

My dead fellows!

Mills was stunned.

The undead are the most special race in the Stan Continent. Until now, no one knows who will become an undead after death. Many people are looking for ways to convert! Because, even if you live as an undead, you are still alive. Who would want to disappear from this world if they can live?

But even so, the undead can only be isolated in a remote place and basically do not appear on the mainland of Stan.

How could the undead spirits of the goblins appear?

"Should we stop them and then run away with our people?" one of the goblins asked hurriedly.

The appearance of the human race made them a little nervous, and they subconsciously wanted to escape.

I don't know when, this has become an instinct for them!

"Those humans are not making any movement at the foot of the mountain, right?" Mills asked.

"Yes." The goblin Harley nodded. This was a bit strange, but maybe it was the human plan.

They are the most cunning.

"Then let them come up! I want to meet them and see what their purpose is?" Mills had calmed down at this time.

If they were really the group of people from last night, they would have had the opportunity to attack them at that time, but they didn't. Instead, they sent people two days later and also sent their fellow tribesmen, not necessarily intending to attack them.

So he decided to meet him first.

After all, if a real fight breaks out, even if they have more numbers, they may not be able to defeat the human race.

In addition to their endless equipment and weapons, it is more because, as a group of goblins, they have nowhere to go!

These four words fully express the sadness in their hearts.

On the other hand, he had confidence in his people. Even if they became undead, they were still goblins at heart.

"Yes." said the goblin, and prepared to go and meet them.

As for Mills, he thought about it and called another goblin, "Lapp, gather the team and pack up your things. If the situation is not good, move away immediately and we will cover you."

"Chief, you go! We will cover our retreat. We can't do without you." The goblin Lapu couldn't help but refuse.

"Listen to me, I don't trust anyone to do this, I have to do it myself." Mills said without thinking.

"Yes..." Rapp looked at Mills with a determined expression, and finally did as he said.

Following his command, the goblins in the entire gathering place began to pack up their things in a panic, with a panic expression on everyone's face.

The young goblins, who had been taught from childhood about their difficult situation, could not help but speak.

“Are we moving again?”

"Where are we moving to?"

"Father, will they leave us like the other uncles?"

“…”

Hearing these words, the older goblins couldn't help but cry.

Why is this world so difficult for them, the goblins?

Mills had the same feeling in his heart, and then left the gathering place, taking a group of goblin warriors to an open space to wait for the arrival of the undead goblins.

At this time, Victor and Dunlop came to Mills under the leadership of Harley and other goblins. They could feel Harley's resentful gaze on them throughout the whole process.

After realizing this, both of them felt helpless, but more of it was understanding.

If they had seen a member of their tribe with humans and suddenly appear in the gathering place of their tribe in the past, they would definitely think that this member of their tribe had betrayed them.

"What are you doing here with that group of humans?" As soon as Mills saw them, he couldn't wait to ask, his tone somewhat cold.

Betrayal or not, the fact that they suddenly appeared in their gathering place along with humans could not be changed.

He couldn't be kind to such a goblin.

Victor listened, took a long breath, met Mills' gaze, and said seriously: "Master Patriarch, we are here to recruit you into the human territory, not as slaves, but as residents."

When these words came out, Mills was stunned.

Was he hallucinating or were the two goblins in front of him crazy?

How can you say such a thing???

Two changes in one