Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire-Chapter 140 – Slave and Little Brother

Although he came alone, in Li Meng's eyes, the Yue Clan was nothing more than ants. Not to mention his current self, even a year ago, he could have wiped out the Yue Clan single-handedly.

Hearing the steady footsteps, the Lizardmen behind the gate lowered their heads. Their fists clenched tightly, faces full of unwillingness and humiliation. But as Li Meng approached, the Lizardmen's expressions changed. Even without looking directly at the Goblin, the Lizardmen behind the gate could feel an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"Thud!" One Lizardman couldn't withstand the pressure and collapsed, kneeling on the ground. With this, the other Lizardmen also crumbled and knelt.

Seeing the Lizardmen kneeling en masse, a trace of mockery flashed in Li Meng's eyes. Even at this point, they refused to give up their last shred of dignity. If it weren't for the fact that the Yue Clan's population was already small, he would have made an example out of them to break their spirits.

At that moment, a hurried sound of footsteps echoed through the tribe. Bai Ling, accompanied by several Lizardman elders, approached.

Seeing her tribesmen kneeling behind the gate, Bai Ling frowned slightly. Without a word, she stepped forward and knelt. The elders behind her followed suit.

"Master!" Bai Ling called softly, her head lowered.

Looking at Bai Ling at his feet, Li Meng grinned. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up, then led her towards the chieftain's wooden hut.

Once the two had walked away, the Lizardmen behind the gate stood up. Watching the chieftain and the Goblin gradually disappear, the expressions on all the Lizardmen's faces were complex—unwillingness, despair, and numbness.

"Bai Ling, what will it take for you to willingly submit to me?" In the chieftain's hut, Li Meng asked, seemingly without reason. This question caused Bai Ling and the Lizardman elders to turn pale. Bai Ling quickly knelt down.

"Master, we have already submitted to you; this is an unchangeable fact!" The other Lizardmen broke out in cold sweat, hastily prostrating themselves on the ground. Sitting on a fur mat, Li Meng grinned.

"Is that so? Why do I not feel your submission? Perhaps I should let Yue'e devour half of your people, and then you would obediently accept reality and become my slaves, my possessions."

As he finished speaking, Li Meng reached out and pinched Bai Ling's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. Her face turned pale, filled with fear and pleading, her body trembling slightly.

The other Lizardman elders pressed their faces to the ground, terror-stricken. They could sense the killing intent in the Goblin's words. The Goblin, no, the Master was serious. If they did nothing, the Master would certainly follow through.

"Ma... Master, please don't do this!" Li Meng released Bai Ling's chin.

"Give me a reason!"

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Facing the Master's expressionless gaze, Bai Ling's heart trembled. She bit her lip and stood up, turning to face the kneeling elders with a blank expression.

"Gray Scale, Black Scale, immediately execute the tribesmen guarding the East Wood Wall today, and announce to all tribesmen that anyone who dares disrespect the Master or speak against him will be executed on the spot, no mercy!"

Hearing the chieftain's murderous words, Gray Scale and Black Scale's strong bodies trembled. They knew they couldn't hesitate for even a moment, or half the tribe would be killed.

Gray Scale and Black Scale stood up, lowered their heads, and hurriedly ran outside. Just as they reached the door, Li Meng's voice echoed from the wooden hut.

"Enough, come back!" As soon as Li Meng spoke, Gray Scale and Black Scale collapsed at the door. They quickly crawled back into the hut. Bai Ling's body also went limp, her graceful figure collapsing to the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

Seeing the relieved Lizardmen before him, Li Meng grinned. It's good to be scared; at least it shows they are truly afraid.

"I have many underlings—Goblins, Ogres, and the Swamp Crocodile King. From now on, you are also my underlings. Call me Boss, not Master!"

Li Meng preferred being called Boss over Master. He preferred having underlings to slaves. Slaves were just objects; you could never gain the loyalty of an object. Because slaves were living dead things, and Li Meng had no use for such things. They were worthless to him.

Li Meng reached out and lifted Bai Ling's chin again. Facing Bai Ling's complex expression, Li Meng gave a sinister smile, "If you can't even be a good underling, then you won't even qualify as slaves."

Facing the Master's sinister gaze, Bai Ling nodded slightly. Her lips parted, a blush flashing across her face. "Bo... Boss!" She had never called anyone Boss before, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. But the other Lizardmen seemed quite accustomed to it.

"Boss!" As the chieftain spoke, the Lizardman elders followed suit, calling out in unison.

"Very good, sit up straight; it's time to discuss important matters." Hearing this, the Lizardman elders sat up straight. Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, looking curiously at the Boss in front of her.

"To improve your fishing efficiency, I've made some fishing tools for you." Li Meng had initially thought about having the Yue Clan engage in farming, but after careful consideration, he decided against it.

The aquatic ecosystem of the Goblin River was incredibly rich. With good fishing tools, they could catch dozens of fish with a single net, making farming unnecessary. Moreover, feed for farming was also a big problem. In short, there were no conditions for farming.

"Fishing tools?" Bai Ling looked at the Boss with a puzzled expression, having no concept of the fishing tools the Master mentioned.

"In a few days, the fishing tools will be delivered, and you'll see then!" In the following time, the discussions in the wooden hut continued. It wasn't until two hours later that the Lizardman elders left the chieftain's hut.

Time flew by, and the sun set in the west. That night, the Yue Clan was silent.

"Boss, no... no, what if I get... get..." Bai Ling's soft moans echoed in the chieftain's hut. In the darkness, Bai Ling's graceful figure sat in the Boss's lap, pleading with him.

"Giving birth to a Goblin is as simple as taking a dump; you need to get used to it."

"But..."

"No buts, everything has a first time. Once you have a first time, there will be a second. Do it a few more times, and you'll get used to it. Once you're used to it, there's nothing you can't accept. To be a good underling, you need to adapt."

"Boss... I... I understand... Ah!" Bai Ling suddenly screamed in the darkness. The commotion in the hut didn't cease with her scream; instead, it grew louder. It wasn't until the dead of night, with the full moon high in the sky, that the noise in the chieftain's hut gradually quieted down.

In the darkness, Bai Ling lay on the bed, gasping for breath. Beside her was the Boss, who had fallen asleep instantly. The silver moonlight streamed through the window, casting its glow on Bai Ling's face. A few crystalline tears flowed from her eyes.

Her eyes no longer held unwillingness or humiliation. She quietly wiped away her tears, turned, and embraced the Boss's arm, peacefully drifting into sleep.

For the future of the tribe, both she and her people had to look forward. Everything from the past had to be abandoned. Only by starting anew could there be hope.