It took Gobulo a full half-hour to teach the Troll that five heads indeed meant five heads. Then, he approached the Goblins' cave and instructed the Troll, "Call them all out."
"Ah~ Roar!" The Troll let out several strange cries. Recognizing the familiar sound, the Goblins quickly awoke and rushed out of the cave.
As they exited, the Goblins saw the Troll standing with Gobulo. Many Goblins looked at Gobulo with admiration. Though his appearance was unappealing, to them, he was a rare handsome figure.
Addressing the crowd, Gobulo cleared his throat and announced, "My name is Gobulo. From today onwards, I am the leader of the tribe. Everyone, including the Troll, will follow my orders!"
Garry and Gary, standing below, were shocked. Though they sensed Gobulo's power, they hadn't expected even the Troll to submit.
"Do you understand? If you do, say yes!" Gobulo roared.
"Yes!" came the lackluster response from dozens of Goblins.
Pleased with their compliance, Gobulo instructed Gary: "Gary, take half the Goblins and conduct the usual training within our territory. Garry, lead the other half to hunt. I'll distribute the monster meat you procure."
"Yes!" Garry and Gary replied.
Having secured control, Gobulo issued a series of commands to his subordinates. The Goblins, still groggy, scrambled to obey under his imposing presence.
Turning to the Troll, Gobulo's gaze made the creature tremble. Gobulo decided not to be harsh, ensuring the Troll understood the importance of five heads before allowing him to hunt nearby. Though the Troll had proven his stupidity, Gobulo couldn't risk him informing the Lake Monster of his plans. He resolved to keep the Troll close, ready to eliminate him if necessary.
With the Troll's duties arranged, Gobulo took over the Troll's cave. Larger and more comfortable than the Goblins' quarters, it was messy with bones strewn about.
He summoned a few Goblins from Gary's group.
"You there, clean this up. Once you're done, you can have this." Gobulo revealed a giant wild rabbit.
The Goblins' eyes gleamed at the sight of the rabbit, and they quickly cleared the cave. Meanwhile, Gobulo counted the remaining magic crystals. Two minutes later, he tallied 128 crystals. Gobulo frowned, suspecting the Troll had offered too much tribute to the Lake Monster.
Without delay, he initiated the fourth simulation.
Simulation begins, consuming forty magic crystals. Last remaining 1 evaluation point detected. Random talent obtained: Long Arms. Your arms become longer than those of a typical Goblin.
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In the fourth year, you evolved into an Elite-level Big Goblin. Your skills received significant boosts, and under your leadership, the tribe thrived. With a relatively elite army and developing industries like animal husbandry, agriculture, and medicine, the tribe grew rapidly. You realized the valley would soon be too small and began searching for a new home.
Gobulo's heart tensed at the thought of status affecting evaluation points. Had he not destroyed the Goblins in his berserk state during the last simulation, he might have earned enough points to purchase the berserk state.
You chose not to migrate immediately, as the valley could still support you. Your main concern was the Lake Monster's awakening. You sensed its power far surpassed Elite-level, staying in the valley for unknown reasons.
In the fifth year, your strength increased significantly, and you found a suitable migration site: a Swamp. Though not ideal, Goblins' survival skills allowed them to thrive in most environments. The Swamp's hidden, safe location with ample food made it appealing.
However, you weren't the only one eyeing this land. A Lizardman tribe also coveted the Swamp. During a survey, you encountered two ordinary Lizardmen and one Elite-level Lizardman.
You engaged them in battle. Despite the Elite-level opponent, they were no match for you. With a single punch, you showed the Lizardmen the harsh reality of the world. After dealing with them, you continued surveying the territory, discovering scattered Lizardmen. Their numbers were small, easily manageable by your tribe. Knowing speed was crucial, you returned and led your Goblin army to the Swamp.
You eradicated the Lizardmen without casualties but only retrieved their corpses. You suspected the Lizardman tribe had more members; these were likely an advance party.
As anticipated, more Lizardmen soon arrived, their numbers much greater. Observing them, you knew a direct conflict would result in heavy casualties, so you planned to eliminate them through stealth.