The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

"No! Take it! You have to take it! I can tell his mouth was filthy!"

"However, we need to develop him into a long-term trading partner and have him receive intelligence from the humans. You can't let him find out."

"Commander, the insults you just hurled weren't necessarily cleaner than his!"

Is this what you should be focusing on?

As the sun began to set, the players returned to their camp with their iron tools and began a new round of development.

Chapter 12 The Captured Copper-Headed Leather Belt

Black Rock Mountains, Southern Forest.

A dozen miles away from the dragon's nest, on the mountainside of a small hill, nestled among lush green vegetation, lies the goblin's lair.

It was called a nest, but it was actually quite rudimentary.

The interior is centered around a mine entrance, radiating out to a ring of living areas.

Rows of low tents, simply built from animal hides and branches, are situated here.

The perimeter consisted of simple defensive fortifications made of wooden stakes and slightly taller watchtowers.

The goblins were there hauling ore, tanning hides, stewing mushrooms...

Every now and then, wisps of black smoke can be seen rising from the mountain.

Outside the nest, in the forest.

Two kobolds were walking furtively.

One man carried a stone spear on his back, and another had a stone rope hanging from his waist.

Clearly, the one with the stone rope was much stronger than the other, and had sparse black scales on his body.

This kobold was none other than Copperhead Leather, who had been sent to gather information about the goblins.

Suddenly, the copper-headed leather belt grabbed the player next to him.

"what happened?"

The player looked at the copper-headed belt with a puzzled expression.

"Look down ahead."

The copper-headed leather belt pointed silently to the ground.

The player looked down and saw a thin, yellowish-brown thread hanging at his feet.

Looking along the thin line, you can see strings of broken iron pieces tied to its edge.

The thin thread makes a sound as soon as it is touched.

"Wow, these goblins can do this?"

The player looked astonished and took a step back.

"This game is very hardcore."

The man with the copper-tipped belt shrugged and lowered his voice.

"The goblins not only have watchtowers, but also set up traps on the outer perimeter to protect against wild animals, and there are early warning devices on the inner ring."

“When you came, I made sure to take you around the outer traps, so you didn’t see them.”

The copper-headed leather belt led the way, displaying the intelligence it had gathered.

"Here, here."

As he spoke, the copper-headed leather belt pointed to the locations of the surrounding traps.

The player looked around following the finger of the brass-tipped belt and saw similar traps all around.

Moreover, if you look closely, you can see traces of other traps.

"These traps are so obvious, how could they possibly work?"

Looking at it, the player couldn't help but ask.

"You almost stepped on it, didn't you?"

The man with the copper-headed belt turned around and smiled.

The player's face darkened slightly before he continued speaking.

"These traps are actually used to drive away wild animals; the goblins can't hear them in the camp."

The player frowned slightly.

Can the sound made by these metal bells really scare away wild animals?

"We can't go any further. Any ahead is within the line of sight of the goblin watchtowers, and we'll be easily spotted."

The copper-headed leather belt suddenly stopped and pointed through the branches at the goblin nest in the clearing.

"Then why did you take me from the Hundred Herbs Garden?"

The player's gaze swept over an open area at the edge of the camp, his expression puzzled.

"I can't get through this situation either!"

"hey-hey."

The copper-headed leather belt chuckled.

"I didn't send you here to gather intelligence."

"What's that for?"

"Catch the goblin."

In response to the player's question, Copperhead Belt laughed and said, "Although we don't speak the same language as the goblins, we can communicate through drawings."

"understood!"

The player suddenly realized what was happening and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"When are you going to catch it? My hands are itching to do it."

"Your hunting team players are all cut from the same cloth."

The man with the copper-headed leather belt shook his head and sighed before speaking.

"Wait."

Turning his head, Copperhead Belt stared at the gate of the goblin camp.

"Goblins also have hunting teams. They occasionally send out large groups to hunt, and every day they send out one or two small goblin teams to check traps and hunt wild animals."

"Wow! This mechanism is almost identical to the one set up by the Hundred Herbs Garden."

The player looked surprised and exclaimed.

"But why is it that even though we go out hunting every day and send people to check the traps, we still don't have enough food, while the goblins do?"

The player looked puzzled and fell into thought.

"Perhaps the goblins have other food."

The man with the copper-headed belt shrugged: "That's one of the reasons we're fighting goblins."

“We have no crops to grow and still live by hunting, which prevents us from freeing up productive forces.”

The player seemed to be deep in thought.

Suddenly, there was movement at the gate of the goblin stronghold.

"Don't overthink it. Just catch a goblin and everything will be clear."

The copper-headed belt, which had been under close observation, hurriedly said.

Accompanied by the words of the copper-headed leather belt, the nearly two-meter-high wooden stake door of the goblin lair was slowly pushed open.

The door bolt made a sickeningly loud sound.

Immediately afterwards, four goblins with colorful paint on their bodies came out.

The one at the very front is clearly the goblin squad leader.

She was dressed in animal skins, and had a slender figure. She was not only a head taller than the other goblins, but her grayish-white skin also had a more lustrous sheen.

At the same time, she has more body paint than other goblins.

Even the spear in her hand had an iron tip.

The other goblins only had hardened wooden spears in their hands.

"That's true!"

The player took out the spear he was carrying on his back and grinned.

"I'm just here to play games, all I need to do is kill, kill, kill."

"Food, times, productivity! These are all issues that you camp operators should be considering."

The two lowered their bodies and watched from a distance.