I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Murphy read about the effects of the Blood Serpent Wood as he and the two strolled slowly back to the goblin tribe.

Old Ke noticed that Siri was following them closely, so he asked somewhat warily.

Why are you walking this way too?

Srui chuckled.

"Mr. K, that's what I should ask. I'm going to find the goblin tribe over there. They promised to help me move the gel."

"Oh, what a coincidence! Let's go find that goblin tribe too; this guy seems to have some dealings with them."

Old Ke pointed to Murphy on the side and said.

"Oh?"

Siri raised an eyebrow and looked at Murphy.

"Is it also about helping to build things?"

"almost."

Old Ke snatched it out first.

After all, Murphy was currently working on the data about the tree, planning to create something big.

Naturally, there's no way I'd have time to deal with those two.

Siri didn't care at all; in fact, he was quite amused.

What a great thing!

This saves so much trouble. He was originally thinking about how to design a trade route, but now it's all good.

It's all done in one go.

So the two stopped talking and each pondered their own thoughts, and they arrived at their destination in silence.

Inside the goblin village, Goblin had just returned with several guests and was showing them around.

Sylph looked around, clicking her tongue in admiration:

"You know what, this place is actually quite decent. I thought goblins were things driven by their lower bodies."

Upon hearing this, Lynn, who was standing nearby, stopped in his tracks and his expression froze on his face.

Although that's what he really thought, he couldn't just say it in front of the goblin chieftain, could he?

This is a direct taunt! He quickly looked at Goblu to check if his expression had changed.

Fortunately, Goblu didn't seem to take it to heart, and even frankly admitted it.

It waved its hand casually and said:

"That's true, most goblins are like that, maybe only we are a little more normal."

After saying that, it smiled and gave a special reminder.

"If you encounter other goblins who want to fight you, just kill them without hesitation!"

Sylph nodded thoughtfully, then asked a question that had always been of concern to her.

"Were those goblins we just fought also from your tribe?"

Goblu sighed when he heard this question.

This problem was bound to come eventually.

Although it was unclear whether the elf in front of it had brought it up casually or was doing so intentionally to lower the price for the upcoming transaction.

But this is indeed its problem, and there's no way to avoid it.

Goblu had no intention of lying and revealed the whole story directly.

"Those goblins are indeed members of our tribe."

They used to have a leader, which helped keep them somewhat in check, but after that guy's unexpected death, we hadn't even had a chance to control him before you all showed up."

Lynn did not attempt to negotiate on this point; the specific distribution of profits could be discussed later.

All he needs to do now is ensure the likelihood and security of this deal and future deals.

"So, was that group the main force of those goblins?"

"Sort of. According to our scouts, they probably originally intended to hunt near your village, but they didn't expect to run into you on the way."

Goblu pointed to the distance, where several guards were escorting Primitive Goblins.

"We have now taken advantage of the situation to capture them all, but some remain, and it may take some time to apprehend them."

Sylph then chimed in.

So you mean this area will still be dangerous until you've arrested everyone?

Wouldn't that make our future transactions troublesome? We can't keep living in constant fear of goblin retaliation.

Goblin didn't need to think much; this Lady of King's Landing was clearly playing the villain.

Where there is red, there is also white, so it looked at Lynn.

Lynn smiled, and just as Goblu had predicted, he played the bad cop:

"It's just a few goblins. I'm sure Mr. Goblin can handle it quickly. We can just spend a little more money to hire some guards."

Goblu breathed a sigh of relief; it was actually a good thing that this could be solved with money.

If the other party uses this as leverage to offer conditions such as a monopoly on trade routes, then things could get complicated.

"Don't worry, this is due to my mismanagement. I will handle it properly. I will be responsible for the wages of the hired guards until I deal with those goblins."

Just as they were discussing this, Sylph suddenly spoke up to remind them:

"Mr. Murphy and the skeleton are back, but there seems to be someone with them? It should be a druid."

"Druid?"

Goblu's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered that he had indeed made a deal with a druid before.

Could it be such a coincidence?

So it turned its head to look, and it really was such a coincidence.

Siri, who was in the distance, saw Goblu and shouted loudly.

"Chief Goblin, it's been a long time. The items have been placed on the main road of the Goblin Swamp."

"You can send someone to help me move it later. I'll give you the rest of the payment after you've finished."

……

Murphy naturally paid no attention to the negotiations and transactions over there. As soon as it returned to the tribal camp, it went straight to the warehouse.

He carried a large pile of materials inside and placed them next to the breeding room.

Murphy plans to automate the entire process in this breeding facility!

From the information it just obtained from Sri, we can get a general idea.

When this strange snake bloodwood absorbs nutrient solution, it does not swallow the entire solution. Instead, it extracts the nutrients it needs from the liquid and then ignores the rest.

Therefore, those in charge of the breeding room often need to regularly observe changes in the nutrient solution.

Be prepared to replace it at any time, but the replacement process is quite troublesome.

But if we could automate both the observation and replacement steps, it would save a lot of trouble.

The method to achieve this is indeed extremely simple in theory.

Simply connect the culture balls together and then continuously circulate the nutrient solution.

Murphy pondered for a moment, and then five small stone figures suddenly appeared from his body.

The little stone men wobbled off Murphy, rolled a few times on the ground, and then quickly stood up. Under Murphy's command, they lined up in a row and saluted!

loyalty!

Murphy nodded in satisfaction.

These five stone men don't actually have any independent consciousness; they need Murphy to constantly manipulate and command them to complete the orders he needs.

It's like having five more unique organs.

Murphy had thought he wouldn't be used to it, but surprisingly he wasn't.

With a wave of its hand, the stone men swayed, let out a shout, and rushed toward the breeding room.

(o_o)*5

The skeletons nearby, seeing Murphy's commotion, were about to come over and join in the fun, asking what was going on.

Suddenly, five small stones fell from Murphy's body with a thud, causing him to stumble and almost fall flat on his face.

Its upper and lower jaws were wide apart, and you could even see the flickering flames inside.

His eyes were fixed on the five small stones that had fallen.

Has she given birth?

Or... what kind of special ability?

Although it had seen clones before, it had never actually seen a rock drop five small stones as clones.

What a subtle ability...

Meanwhile, the others who were talking nearby had also been drawn over by the commotion.

Goblu, in particular, was initially surprised to see five stones fall from Murphy's body.

But when they saw those five stones rushing towards the defense room like naughty children, they started demolishing them.

His expression changed instantly, and he rushed over.