I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

He hugged the rock under Ian's bottom, tears streaming down his face.

"My lord, I tried to stop them! But I was outnumbered and outmatched!"

Ian thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow morning, gather all the goblins here."

Gugu looked up, its eyes lighting up: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Military training".

Gugu blinked: "What's military training?"

Ian didn't answer, but jumped off the rock and hopped back.

He took a few steps, then turned back:

"Tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, those who are late will not get any food."

Gugu nodded frantically.

Ian turned to the members of the Gilded Rose Squad and said, "From today onwards, you will be in charge of these goblins."

Phoebe was stunned: "Huh? We're in charge?"

Nicole has already started writing "Goblin Management Project" in her little notebook.

Barbara's face paled again: "Lord Ian, you really aren't..."

"No," Ian interrupted her, "I need you to help train them."

Then, Ian began to instruct the three of them on what they should do, this and that...

……

The next morning, just as the sun was rising, Ian arrived.

Dozens of goblins had already been arranged on the open ground in front of the pile of rubble.

Ian couldn't really describe the goblins' posture as "standing"; he could only say that they had each placed themselves in front of him in their own way.

Some were standing, some were squatting, and some were lying on the ground sleeping. These are all considered normal...

The remaining few, who were doing handstands and shamanistic dances, can only be described as performance art.

The whole scene looked like a pot of boiling mung bean soup.

Gugu stood at the very front, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Stand still! Stand still! The adults are here!"

Only a handful of goblins paid any attention to Gugu.

Although Goblin is indeed intelligent, he lacks combat power and is currently insufficient to suppress other goblins.

Ian looked at the group of goblins: "Everyone, listen up."

Ian stretched out his tentacle and gently tapped a large rock next to him.

dong dong.

The sound wasn't loud, but most of the goblins fell silent.

These goblins remembered that the slime in front of them could plant them in the ground, and they all became obedient as soon as Ian spoke.

Ian raised his tentacles and bound the only stubborn goblin on the field that hadn't calmed down yet.

He looked at Phoebe: "You, step forward, be executed."

Phoebe walked ahead, leaning on her staff, a huge and heavy solid wood staff. Phoebe even secretly exerted force to slam the staff into the ground.

Thump! The staff struck the ground with a dull thud.

"This staff costs eight hundred..." Ian looked at the nearly two-meter-long staff and the goblin's thin body, "Ah no, just one hit."

Ian jumped onto Phoebe's head and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Go easy on them. Don't kill them off too quickly. Give Barbara a chance to be saved... Of course, those who make serious mistakes are allowed to be killed!"

Upon hearing about caning and seeing the menacing staff, the hard-hearted man's eyes suddenly cleared considerably.

But it was too late...

The staff slammed down with a whoosh! The heavy staff shaft dug solidly into the goblin's belly.

It folded over instantly, flew ten meters away, slid down the rock with its back hitting it, and broke three or four ribs.

This time, it wasn't just a tough nut to crack; all the goblins' eyes cleared, and some of the more timid ones even started trembling.

Barbara opened the holy book, and several beams of holy light fell upon it, instantly healing most of the goblin's injuries.

The wounds had healed considerably, but the pain remained, and the goblin was now completely obedient.

Ian pressed his advantage: "Starting today, military training. We'll learn how to stand, how to march, and how to obey orders."

"stand at attention!"

Nicole immediately demonstrated, standing with her feet together, chest out, stomach in, and a serious expression on her face.

"Did you see that clearly?"

The goblins all turned to look at Nicole.

"Look carefully!" Gugu shouted, taking the lead. "You all stand like that too."

The goblins began to imitate, and the results were not bad, although they were very disorganized. But at least they were trying.

Ian waited until they were in position and continued, "From today onwards, you will be divided into ten teams. Each team will have a captain."

He pointed at Gugu: "Gugu, you'll be the captain, and you can also divide the team into smaller groups."

Gugu immediately started pointing and gesturing: "You, you, you! Over here! You guys, over there! You, yes, you, stop being so picky!"

Ten minutes later, ten crooked lines took shape.

Ian announced the most important rule: "From now on, during training, if one person makes a mistake, the whole team will be punished."

The goblins were taken aback and looked at each other.

"It means that if even one person in your team disobeys, the whole team will be beaten and will go hungry."

Now I understand.

Everyone turned to look at their own team members, their eyes filled with wariness.

In one of the teams, a green-skinned guy was secretly picking his toes when someone next to him slapped him away, yelling, "Stop picking your toes! Are you trying to kill us all?!"

The person picking their toes reluctantly withdrew their hand and stood up obediently.

Ian nodded in satisfaction.

"Now, your coach will demonstrate today's training content."

Nicole stood on a high point.

"First, turn left."

"Turn right."

"Turn around."

"Forward march!"

The goblins watched intently, mainly afraid that the large staff would fall on their heads.

"Do you understand?"

"Understood!" More than a hundred voices shouted in unison.

Ian looked at Phoebe: "You'll be in charge of overseeing this."

Nicole walked to the front of the line and cleared her throat: "Left turn!"

The line turned to the left in an orderly fashion.

At least it looks neat, because everyone turned in the right direction.

Nicole stepped forward, holding a small notebook, recalling what Ian had told her yesterday.

"Now, I'm announcing the contribution point system. First, let me show you what contribution points can be redeemed for!"

Nicole took the stack of drawings that Barbara handed her.

The illustrations depict various scenes of goblins drinking wine, eating meat, holding gold coins, and wielding swords.

Goblins have never been subjected to such a test!

Previously, they would go hungry for nine meals in three days while in their dens, and if they went out to rob someone, the mortality rate would be at least 50%, with an average lifespan of no more than three months.

And there was meat to eat and wine to drink... This made these green-skinned bastards drool.

"From now on, each of you will receive one contribution point for each day of training. Those who perform well will receive an extra point, and those who perform poorly will have it deducted."

"Those who help with other tasks will be given contribution points according to their work."

"Those who make exceptional contributions will be richly rewarded."

Nicole paused, then looked at Gugu:

"Also, you can earn points by recruiting others."

GuGu's eyes lit up: "Recruiting people?"

"Yes." Nicole turned the page. "For every ten goblins you bring in, you get an extra contribution point."

She closed the notebook.

Gu Gu stopped breathing.

He had already started making plans in his mind...

"My lord!" he lunged at Ian. "I'll go get them right now! I'll gather all the goblins around here!"

Ian pressed him down with his tentacles: "Finish today's training first."

Gugu nodded frantically, ran back to the team, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Everyone practice hard! Anyone who doesn't practice will have their contribution points deducted!"

"Shout after me! Loyalty!"

The goblins were filled with fervor!

"loyalty!"

Training continues.

Turn left, turn right, march in step.

The goblins gradually found their rhythm, and their movements became more and more synchronized.