Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire-Chapter 160 – Rapid breeding mode
At the same time, atop a watchtower within the inner walls.
"There sure are a lot of them!"
Standing on the watchtower, Li Meng gazed at the Lizardmen on the main road.
The Lizardmen entering the tribe through the gate formed a long line.
The dark mass of elders split into three at the crossroads.
Some stayed in place, those were the male Lizardmen.
While the female Lizardmen split to the left and right.
Looking down from the sky to the ground.
The area where the dock was located was isolated by wooden walls on the east and west sides.
Its area occupied about one-sixth of the entire outer ring.
Li Meng grinned, feeling quite pleased.
With the arrival of the tribute, the tribe's population would explode.
The presence of male Lizardmen could also effectively ensure the tribe's food supply.
The arrival of the tribute made the tribe bustling with noise.
The clamor lasted for a long, long time.
It wasn't until the dead of night that the tribe finally quieted down.
But it was only relatively quiet.
In the dark, the commotion in the wooden houses of the outer ring was not small.
The female Lizardmen, being tribute for the first time, were still a bit unaccustomed.
In the darkness, chaotic cries and whimpers could be heard.
But by the latter half of the night, the cries and whimpers disappeared.
Replaced by soft murmurs of pleasure.
That night, the throne cave was equally lively.
In the darkness, Li Meng lay on the bed with a face full of joy.
Even with his eyes closed, Li Meng could feel Bai Ling's softness.
The inner ring had now become his palace.
The female Lizardmen no longer needed to squeeze into one house.
Now, each female Lizardman had her own wooden house.
At night, they could go to their wooden houses.
However, most nights, Li Meng still liked to call all the female Lizardmen to the main house.
With his energy, one female Lizardman couldn't handle it.
"Boss, I... I've brought all the tribute!"
Bai Ling's joyful voice suddenly rang out in the wooden house.
In the darkness, Li Meng placed a hand on Bai Ling's head and patted it.
Bai Ling instinctively nuzzled against the boss's hand.
Like a little dog acting coy.
"Mm, well done. How's the Black Mountain tribe doing?"
"They're doing well. It took two months to recover their starving bodies, and another month to accept being under your rule, Boss. After that, I led the tribe members here!"
"It shouldn't have been easy for them to accept my rule."
If it were other races, it might be fine.
But if the subjects were Goblins.
99% of races probably couldn't accept it.
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Although Goblins belong to the Barbarians, with their own language and society.
Most races consider Goblins to be a kind of communal magical beast.
"Mm, it wasn't easy, but it wasn't too hard either."
In the darkness, Bai Ling's hands rested on the boss's chest.
"Boss, most Lizardmen just go with the flow. They don't care who the ruler is. They're also blind and easily swayed. As long as you deal with a few troublemakers, they easily accept everything."
Even so, Li Meng didn't think it would be easy.
Bai Ling probably did a lot to make the Black Mountain tribe obediently accept reality.
"Boss, now with the Black Mountain tribe, the spider silk rope is running low!"
"Here, here, here, take it all, take it all!"
For a while, the clamor in the wooden house continued for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Bai Ling's scream suddenly echoed in the wooden house.
Not long after, the wooden house fell silent.
Time ticked away, and the night grew deeper.
With the arrival of the tribute from the Black Mountain tribe.
The throne tribe declared it had entered a rapid breeding mode.
All the upper Goblins had only one task.
And that was to breed as much as possible.
This was a time of celebration for the Goblins.
The scent of desire filled every corner of the tribe.
Another new day, in the morning.
The noise from the nursery area echoed to the heavens.
Unbeknownst to them, the first batch of little Goblins had already been born.
In the wooden houses of the breeding area, the playful laughter of the little Goblins rang out.
In the dock area, the male Lizardmen worked diligently.
Compared to the hard labor of the Iron Cave, the new batch of tribute was undoubtedly lucky.
Fishing was a daily task for Lizardmen.
It was a relatively easy task.
For the male Lizardmen, they had just changed their place of residence.
As long as they completed their daily fishing quota.
The Goblins on the wooden walls wouldn't interfere with their lives.
"Vanessa, is it hard to accept Goblin society?"
On the watchtower of the north wall in the inner ring, Li Meng stood side by side with Vanessa.
The two were watching the busy scene in the nursery area.
A large number of female Lizardmen were hurriedly carrying little Goblins out of the wooden houses.
And those female Lizardmen carrying little Goblins also had big bellies.
Vanessa looked down at her own big belly.
She smiled slightly and shook her head.
"Amon, there are many races on the Augus continent, each with different habits. If it's just borrowing a womb, most races wouldn't care too much. In fact, many races don't hate the Goblins' strong desire to reproduce, but rather their indiscriminate nature. After all, no race would mate with Groundhogs, which is unimaginable for all races."
Vanessa's words made Li Meng smile awkwardly.
After all, the Goblins' indiscriminate nature was indeed quite disgusting.
Even he couldn't accept that.
Since having the Lizardmen, Li Meng had forbidden the Goblins from such behavior.
It wasn't exactly forbidden.
Rather, he simply didn't give the Goblins the opportunity to mate with Groundhogs.
Li Meng reached out and wrapped his arm around Vanessa's waist.
His other hand gently caressed her swollen belly.
Vanessa leaned happily against Amon's body.
Vanessa was very happy, but Li Meng was thinking about something else.
Something very important, yet not very important.
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Augus Continent.
Southern Wastelands.
Though called wastelands, it wasn't barren.
The southern wastelands were an endless savanna.
Home to a large number of wild animals and magical beasts.
With a relatively rich natural and primitive landscape.
In addition, many nomadic Barbarians lived there.
In the afternoon, the scorching sun beat down on the land, making the savanna unbearably hot.
But on a certain piece of land, it was bustling.
Billowing dust rolled from east to west.
Looking towards the dust-filled land, a massive marching army could be seen.
A long line stretching for several kilometers.
Forming a long dragon on the flat savanna.
The Pigmen tribe, clad in iron armor and wielding large machetes, marched in unison.
Though drenched in sweat, their spirits were high.
The rumbling footsteps made the Pigmen forget their fatigue.
Besides the Pigmen, there were cavalry slowly marching with the army.