Chapter 61: Apostle of God
The screams lasted for five days before finally subsiding.
It was a new day, and the goblins in the carpentry workshop faced yet another fearful and busy day.
Inside the workshop, Li ng stood in a corner, coldly observing with a long whip in his hand.
The goblins trembled as they used carving knives to process the wood in their hands, occasionally glancing fearfully at their boss in the corner.
"Too thin! The sleeper needs to be two fingers thicker!"
With a shout, Li ng raised his whip.
*Snap!*
The whip struck the back of a goblin ten ters away.
"Ah!"
The goblin let out a miserable scream.
"Boss, I… I know I was wrong!"
The goblin hurriedly pleaded for rcy.
"The bow body must be thicker! If you keep shaving, there’ll be nothing left!"
Another *snap!*
The long whip struck another goblin.
anwhile, Gobuda stood to the side, gloating at the pitiful screams of his subordinates.
*Snap!*
The sharp sound of the whip rang out again, this ti striking Gobuda.
"Ah!"
Gobuda scread in pain, retreating several steps.
"Gobuda, you’re their leader. You should be supervising and guiding them!"
"As the leader, it’s not your job to stand by and laugh at their misfortune."
Li ng swung the whip again, hitting Gobuda once more.
Gobuda jumped in pain, letting out another miserable cry.
"Ah! Boss, stop hitting ! Please stop!"
Gobuda quickly stepped forward, pretending to supervise his subordinates.
Sweeping his gaze over the goblins in the room, Li ng sneered.
After these few days of training, Li ng had co to understand one thing:
Goblins indeed had strong imitative abilities, but they also had a lazy and careless nature.
Only by forcing them could he cram new knowledge into their brains.
"Keep working. When it’s done, I’ll inspect it. Gobuda, if you fail this ti, just see what I’ll do to you."
Li ng’s fierce gaze made Gobuda shrink his neck and smile ingratiatingly.
"Boss, we won’t fail this ti. Absolutely not."
"Hmph, you’d better not!"
With a cold snort, Li ng threw down the whip and turned to leave the workshop.
Seeing the boss finally leave, Gobuda breathed a sigh of relief.
He wiped his wounds, grimacing in pain.
"What are you looking at? Get back to work!"
Gobuda rushed forward, picked up the boss’s whip, and struck the nearest goblin subordinate.
"Ah!"
The goblin subordinate scread in pain.
"This is all your fault! I got beaten because of you fools!"
For a ti, the workshop echoed with Gobuda’s angry roars and the goblins’ cries of pain.
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On the other side, after leaving the workshop, Li ng returned to the throne cave.
At the entrance of the throne cave was a pile of loose soil and several bamboo buckets filled with water, along with so green branches and leaves.
"You, co help!"
Li ng called over the goblin subordinates guarding the entrance.
Four goblins hurriedly ran over obediently.
For the next while, Li ng busied himself at the entrance.
After so ti, he carried two buckets of clay into the throne cave.
By afternoon, all the female lizardn were present in the cave.
They looked curiously and questioningly at what Li ng was doing on the ground.
Li ng ignored the female lizardn and focused on his task.
Before long, under his hands, the clay took the shape of various mountains.
From ti to ti, he glanced at the map on a wooden board.
Ti passed as Li ng worked.
On the third day, Bai Ling finally realized what her master was doing.
"Master, are you making a map?"
Looking at the lifelike sandbox map before her, Bai Ling felt a mix of emotions.
Her master was truly an anomaly among goblins.
His intelligence far exceeded her understanding.
Every action he took made it hard to believe he was just a goblin.
"Yes, this is a sandbox."
Clay was used to create mountains and terrain, while branches and leaves were used to simulate forests.
After three days of work, the sandbox map was 70% complete, covering about ten square ters.
Though not a perfectionist, Li ng sought precision.
The mountain models closely resembled their real-life counterparts, down to the peaks and even so large rocks.
The other female lizardn gathered around, their faces filled with wonder as they looked at the sandbox map.
They had never seen anything like it before, but one glance was enough to understand what it was.
"Master, is this the northern marshlands?"
Hei Nana cautiously asked, pointing to a patch of uneven terrain with miniature huts resembling their tribal structures.
"What are you saying? He doesn’t understand Marsh Lizardn language!"
Bai Ling rolled her eyes at Hei Nana’s attempt to communicate with the master.
Their master didn’t understand Marsh Lizardn language, and goblins couldn’t even pronounce it properly.
Hei Nana looked confusedly at Bai Ling, then at the High Priest.
"Yes, that area represents the northern marshlands."
Li ng’s answer stunned Bai Ling.
He… he understood Marsh Lizardn language?
The astonishnt was evident on Bai Ling’s face.
It… it could understand Marsh Lizardn language?
"High Priest, hasn’t the master spoken with us frequently? Did you not notice?"
The other female lizardn nodded in agreent.
During mating, the master would communicate with them.
"This… this can’t be. Do you an to say you understand Goblin language?"
Bai Ling’s face was filled with disbelief, montarily losing her composure.
The female lizardn exchanged glances and collectively shook their heads.
"No, but we can understand what the master ans from his words!"
Hei Nana’s explanation reminded Bai Ling of her own unique ability.
Since she was young, she had been able to communicate with other species through a kind of ntal connection.
Could it be that the master also possessed this ability?
"Jie jie, such a clever goblin!"
At that mont, an unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed in the room.
The voice wasn’t in Goblin language or Marsh Lizardn language, yet everyone present understood it clearly.
The sudden appearance of the voice drew all the female lizardn’s attention to the entrance.
At the doorway stood a black-robed figure, its entire body hidden beneath the cloak, obscuring its true form.
"You’ve arrived quite quickly!"
Li ng didn’t need to look to know who the visitor was.
He hadn’t expected the black robe to co so soon.
Standing up, Li ng turned to face the entrance.
[Divine Apostle (Holy)]
[Level: 1]
[Strength: 1]
[Defense: 1]
[Agility: 1]
[Magic: 1]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
[Divine Magic (?)]
The black-robed figure’s information made Li ng furrow his brows.
Judging by its stature, it was likely a human from this world—or perhaps a humanoid barbarian species of a similar size.
However, why was it that the system couldn’t detect the power possessed by the humans of this world?
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