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

Clearly, these two goblins were sentinels and guards, responsible for keeping watch.

Perhaps it was poison or exhaustion that led them here.

On the wall were some leather armor, spears, maces, and other weapons.

This is clearly the equipment room, responsible for maintenance and upkeep.

"Holy crap! This is amazing! Can I let you use it?"

The copper-headed leather belt beckoned the others over, selected a few items, and then poured gold varnish into them.

In the blink of an eye, the equipment room was filled with a stench.

Immediately, the three men—the brick-moving expert, the one who had cleaned the ash today, and the one with the copper head and leather belt—continued their search for the goblin guard, preparing to avenge the hundred rips.

The shouts had just awakened the goblin squad leaders, and the place was in complete chaos.

A goblin squad leader was getting dressed when he saw the curtain being lifted, and then a dog's head poked in.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I got the wrong number."

The kobold said something politely, then stepped back.

"Am I still asleep? Kobold..."

The goblin squad leader was still a little dazed when a ladle of golden juice was poured in.

In an instant, it poured over his head, animal hide, and body, emitting an unbearable stench.

"Ahhh!"

The goblin squad leader instantly snapped out of his daze, roared as he ripped off his animal skin, and angrily grabbed a spear from the room.

The three men continued their search with the copper-headed belt.

Seeing that the room wasn't guarded by goblins, they didn't waste any time, rewarded the room with a ladle of golden juice, and left.

After three goblins were killed in a row, the three men with copper heads and leather belts finally found the goblin guards.

The goblin guard was getting dressed when he noticed the scars on the three men's faces twitch slightly, and he froze.

He doesn't understand.

Isn't that lowly kobold tied up?

How did they end up here, wearing equipment and leather armor?

Wait, leather armor? Is that our leather armor?

Realizing the danger, he instinctively wanted to retreat, but this was a room, and where could he retreat to?

"Don't……"

Before the goblin guard could even speak, three players approached with sinister grins.

The spear came hurtling towards him with a strong gust of wind, and the goblin tried to snatch it away.

But he was only a first-tier, a trainee superhuman.

He had just grasped the spear in front of him when two other spears pierced his body.

Blood flowed out, and he collapsed, powerless.

At this moment, the spears in the hands of the three men were extremely cruel, constantly going in and out of the goblin guard's body.

"You like smoking, huh? Now it's my turn to smoke you!"

"Oh dear, why did you stop barking? Weren't you always barking so loudly?"

"Do you like the kobold brother's big spear?"

Not long after, the goblin guard died.

The three men splashed a ladle of molten gold on him before quickly leaving.

The entire cave was now in chaos, filled with shouts and roars.

Although many goblins were unaware of the situation, they at least recognized the kobolds and immediately identified the three individuals.

Those who were splashed with gold juice, in particular, roared angrily.

"Damn kobold! I'll take your life!"

In an instant, all the goblins in the cave angrily charged towards the three of them.

A rumbling sound filled the air, and the ground trembled.

"Holy crap! Run!"

Seeing this scene, Copperhead Belt felt a tremor in his heart and immediately started running.

The other two were equally impressive, moving as if they had the wind at their feet.

It's as if the physical exhaustion they've suffered during their undercover work these past few days doesn't exist at all.

The three moved extremely fast, reaching the vicinity of the cave entrance in just over ten seconds.

This cave has three exits.

But at the three exits, the polar bear and another player had already prepared their supplies.

Chapter 21 Controlling the Goblin Nest

"Polar Bear, light the fire!"

As he ran, the man with the copper-headed belt shouted excitedly, his blood boiling with fervor.

"For the Horde! For the players!"

Upon hearing this, the polar bear and the player took out the tinderboxes they had prepared beforehand and lit the three piles of dry grass and dead wood one after another.

Small items like tinderboxes are not difficult for players.

Ask Ai, and then try to create it.

If all else fails, ask other players for help.

In the virtual age, everyone has one or two unique skills or tricks.

Not for making money, but simply to learn, have fun, and enrich my second, third... Nth virtual life.

The flames spread and the temperature gradually increased, but instead of forming a large fire, it began to smolder, releasing intense thick smoke.

This is because most of the haystacks were covered in gold syrup.

Before the thick smoke dissipated, the three men with copper heads and leather belts suddenly accelerated and ran out through the gap.

After they came out, the three of them poured gold juice to block the road, and then, feeling that the material was not enough, they added more to the haystack.

The black smoke thickened; poison, molten gold...

In addition, various chemical substances produced by the combustion were carried into the cave.

A terrifying stench spread out.

For a moment, the rushing goblins were so overwhelmed by the stench that they couldn't open their eyes and couldn't help but gag.

Even with their mouths and noses covered, they couldn't stand it at all; they could still feel the stench, which constantly assaulted their senses.

The goblins could only lower their bodies and retreat.

Some goblins tried to force their way out, but they couldn't take it halfway and kept gagging.

This is physiological; you can't control it even if you want to.

But as soon as I opened my mouth, even more odor and thick smoke rushed in, making me feel even more nauseous.

They could only retching as they retreated.

For a time, not a single goblin was able to escape this hell.

Some goblins rushed into the armory, only to be dumbfounded when they opened it.

The leather armor that had been brought in for maintenance was all splattered with gold varnish and emitted an unparalleled stench.

Wear it, it's disgusting.

But without it, you'll be at a disadvantage and unable to defeat your opponent.

He was caught in a dilemma: to wear it or not to wear it.

It's a real dilemma, a double difficulty.

As time went on, thick, foul-smelling smoke filled the air.

Fortunately, the mine was large enough that the amount of smoke wouldn't kill them.

As long as you lower your body and lie face down, you can still survive.

But the nausea and stench are unavoidable.

"Holy crap, this scene will shock my mom for a hundred years!"

The polar bear and the player stared at each other, utterly stunned.

"This mine is no good! It's all pickled."