I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

"Chieftain, I've searched several goblin villages nearby... Although they've temporarily agreed to our conditions and stopped hunting humans, but..."

The scout sat opposite Goblu, reporting the situation with his head down, but he suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence, unsure whether to continue or not.

"Just say what you have to say."

Goblu stopped what he was doing and looked up at the scout.

Seeing this, the scout no longer concealed his thoughts and spoke his mind.

"Although they rely on the food we provide for their lives, and may outwardly agree, the probability of them being hypocritical is not low."

Goblu took a deep breath, his fingertips tracing the pages of his notebook, and began to ponder slowly.

As a member of the same tribe, Goblin didn't actually want to go to extremes and kill all the goblin tribes except for himself.

Therefore, it adopts a more flexible approach.

It provides food for the rest of the goblin tribe, but those goblins have to give up hunting humans.

As for reproduction, it was naturally left to the Goblu tribe to handle.

Its real intention was to temporarily suppress these goblins through this method.

Then, through education and ideological intervention, the next batch of goblins will shed this barbaric mindset.

Through long-term transformation, the goblins in this area will gradually shed their previous filthy reputation and join the human alliance.

But thoughts are one thing, plans are another.

No matter how good the idea is, there will always be obstacles in its implementation.

The simplest point is:

Although the goblins agreed, it lacked the power and strength to guarantee it.

It's almost a no-brainer that those brainless bastards are definitely not going to be so obedient.

"Keep an eye on things, after all, we're all from the same race..."

In the end, Goblu could only sigh and offer a few words of advice.

"Hmm...I understand."

Seeing this, the scout didn't say much. It was just expressing its doubts. As for offering any usable solutions, even with its intelligence, it couldn't come up with anything.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

The room gradually returned to silence, and Goblu stopped working and got up to walk back and forth inside.

Although their tribe seems to be thriving now.

But it is clear that this is an illusion caused by too much peace.

Food, population, education, and everything else are ultimately based on force.

Goblins, a race with extremely limited potential, obviously cannot improve their status through bloodlines.

The only thing left to rely on is the professional system.

The foundation of the current professional system is the so-called Human Alliance.

Only the Human Alliance has so many professions to pass down, and so many pathways and resources.

This is the foundation upon which humanity has become the center of the world.

Unless you have a powerful bloodline, you cannot live without humans.

Even those with powerful bloodlines need to use something, right?

The things you use are surely made by professionals, right?

Therefore, it is also inseparable from human beings.

Unable to join the human alliance, their military strength will be stuck there, almost stagnant.

Without sufficient military strength, even the most prosperous business is useless.

not to mention……

Goblu's gaze fell on the location of the mine.

Those giant cave spiders must have been driven here by the cold wave, right?

What other things will arrive after that?

It cannot be determined.

Before it could think for long, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." As Goblu finished speaking, a guard pushed open the door and entered.

"Chief, Mr. Murphy has brought... the planter."

Goblu noticed that the guard's expression was strange, a mixture of fear and shock.

His expression was especially noticeable when the word "planting machine" was mentioned.

However, this is normal.

Even he himself was astonished by the sight of Mr. Murphy's creations, let alone the other goblins.

"Take me there now," Goblu said quickly.

But Goblin can only say that he overestimated his own psychological resilience and underestimated Murphy's extraordinary thinking ability.

All that could be seen was the entrance to the goblin village.

A large group of spiders stood in neat rows.

If it weren't for the stone golem standing in front of the spider formation that gave it peace of mind, it probably would have run away on the spot.

With a furrowed brow, he forced a smile that didn't quite suit his face, walked up to Murphy, and asked ambiguously.

"Mr. Murphy, your planting machine is quite a pleasant surprise..."

Murphy nodded, then agreed with great certainty.

"The planting machine is amazing."

"Haha...would you like to bring these plants in for a demonstration?"

Gobru forced a warm smile and stiffly extended the invitation.

Murphy nodded and followed Goblu inside.

Behind it, Ye looked at the goblin village with some surprise.

"Just as you said, these goblins have really become intelligent; they've built a village that looks quite impressive... Judging from your attitude towards them, these guys probably won't..."

"No, and they now use breeding machines to have babies."

After giving a vague explanation, Lao Ke joined in the fun and followed along, wanting to see exactly how to use the planting machine.

"A breeding machine? What's that? You, you... you're not talking about those things in those banned books, the kind used to keep human women captive... are you? How can you be so calm about something that violates human ethics?"

Ye was immediately shocked and rushed forward to ask him the question.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you." Old Ke was too lazy to explain and just kept walking forward.

……

After leading Murphy to a trial field of over 200 acres, Gobluth gestured:

"The other fields are still planted with things that won't be harvested for a few days. This wasteland is specially left empty for you. Please feel free to demonstrate."

Murphy placed the console in front of Goblin.

"Come here."

Goblin's eyes widened slightly; it remembered that Murphy had looked something like this when he was working on the breeding machine.

Does providing only one platform mean that the planting process is also fully automated?

So while Murphy taught him, Goblin operated the control panel to use the planting machine for the first time.

As the machine started, all the little spiders plunged headfirst into the ground to loosen the soil.

Meanwhile, the giant spider swiftly turned over all the hardened, solidified soil on the ground, again and again.

The speed is astonishing.

The name "cave giant spider" itself suggests its digging ability, which should not be underestimated.

This small patch of land was cleaned up in no time.

Weeds, roots and stems of various plants, and other debris that might hinder growth were all turned over and thrown aside.

Even nests of insects and their eggs were found.

When Lao Ke and Ye arrived later, they were only somewhat surprised to see this scene.

But when Sri saw this scene, his expression was strange, as if it were inexplicably familiar.

This looks exactly like the kung fu of the druids, doesn't it?

Ah, that's not right either.

Is it some other druid's skill?

So this is how the spider planting machine is used?

He suddenly remembered the spider model he had given to Murphy.

I feel like I really made the right choice...

I wonder if this machine would be too complicated for Murphy to make. Could he buy one too?

Just then, a goblin's shout suddenly came from afar.

"Chieftain, that big machine has laid eggs!"

Ye, who was already particularly interested in planting machines, immediately turned her head upon hearing this, staring intently at Old Ke and questioning him:

What does "machines laying eggs" mean?

"You'll see when you take a look."

Meanwhile, as the breeding machine finally finished producing eggs, Murphy's forging reward finally arrived.