"How about calling you the Ruyi Jingu Bang?"

The large iron rod in Li Meng's hand reminded him of memories from when he was human.

"Forget it, you're not worthy. I'll just call you Big Iron Rod."

How could a mere iron rod be worthy of such a name?

Even though the rod was crafted by his own hands, Li Meng felt it didn't deserve it.

"Bai Ling, let's go, we're heading back!"

Li Meng tore off his apron, hoisted the Big Iron Rod onto his shoulder, and walked outside.

Bai Ling, who was in the shallow waters of the river, stood up.

She followed her master onto the shore.

The two of them then left the Iron Cave.

Until they returned to the throne cave, Li Meng didn't say much to Bai Ling.

It was as if taking Bai Ling to the Iron Cave was just a whim of his.

That night, the throne cave was very quiet.

Ever since the female Lizardman became pregnant, Li Meng hadn't bothered them.

The goblin's sexual desire was somewhat different from that of humans.

A goblin's desire was based on the urge to reproduce.

Although the body experienced pleasure, it wasn't as intense as a human's.

Goblins wouldn't mate just to pursue the pleasure of desire.

Whenever the female Lizardman was pregnant,

Li Meng would enter a "sage" state of mind.

He wouldn't have any desire to mate with the female Lizardman.

But upon seeing non-pregnant female creatures,

the desire to mate would erupt like a volcano.

Lying on the main bed inside the room, Li Meng was lost in thought.

Bai Ling lay beside him, her breathing slightly rapid.

This indicated that Bai Ling was awake and not asleep.

"System, start the simulated life!"

Li Meng didn't know if the future had changed.

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He hadn't used this month's simulation attempts yet, so he might as well use them.

[Simulated life begins]

[The night is deep, you lie on the bed inside the wooden house, lost in thought]

[Your tribe is thriving, seemingly uneventful, but in reality, it's the calm before the storm]

[The rotation period has arrived, please choose from the following options]

[1. Release Bai Ling back to the Northern swamp]

[2. Break your promise and keep Bai Ling in the tribe]

[3. March to the Northern swamp, wait for a chance, and prepare for the arrival of the Black Mountain tribe's army]

The appearance of the third option made Li Meng realize something.

That the previous simulated life had become valuable information for this simulation.

The system knew he wouldn't choose the future line predicted last time.

And it would change the future line based on the information.

"What should I choose?"

Turning slightly, Li Meng looked at Bai Ling's snow-white, graceful figure.

The third option was very tempting.

But its result would likely lead to a deadly battle with the Black Mountain tribe's army.

The Black Mountain tribe was new and unfamiliar with the area.

If they didn't exchange information with the Lizardmen tribe of the Northern swamp,

the Black Mountain tribe's army might launch an attack blindly, knowing nothing.

Once the battle started, it would be a fight to the death.

At that point, neither side would agree to retreat.

But choosing the swamp as the battlefield wasn't a good strategy.

Even if they won in the end, the losses would be significant.

Without the Pigmen tribe, a larger loss wouldn't matter much.

It would be a good opportunity to clear out the goblins with less potential in the tribe.

But with the Pigmen around, they must preserve their forces as much as possible to deal with the threat.

Leaving Bai Ling in the tribe a year ago only changed the future line where the Pigmen and Lizardmen cooperated to attack the tribe.

It didn't mean the Pigmen threat was eliminated.

The Pigmen threat still existed.

It was just that the outbreak time was postponed.

Li Meng ruled out the third option.

"The first option?"

After thinking it over, Li Meng also rejected the first option.

The first option would return to the previous future line.

The Black Mountain tribe's army would retreat, and Bai Ling would be captured.

If he let Bai Ling go, it might avoid conflict with the Black Mountain tribe.

The Black Mountain tribe wouldn't summon the Barbarian God.

But the result would be that the Lizardmen of the Northern swamp would be gone.

Without the Northern swamp Lizardmen, how could the tribe expand its forces?

"Choose option two!"

[The rotation period has arrived, you forcibly kept Bai Ling, angering the Northern swamp Lizardmen]

[The swamp Lizardmen launched a rebellion and successfully escaped through the river]

[You gathered the goblin army and marched to the Northern swamp]

[Under the guidance of the Northern swamp Lizardmen, the Black Mountain tribe's army landed on the southern riverbank of the tribe]

[The Lizardmen army launched a surprise attack on your tribe, and the tribe was destroyed]

[Gobu Da led the bloodline offspring into the Iron Cave]

[The Lizardmen army attacked the Iron Cave]

[Gobu Ge led the bloodline offspring into the depths of the cave]

[Upon learning that the Lizardmen army had ambushed the tribe, you angrily withdrew your troops and returned to the tribe]

[One night, Benben returned to the tribe with a group of ogres and fought with the Lizardmen army]

[The Lizardmen army was repelled and took Bai Ling, hurriedly retreating through the river]

[You returned to the tribe, angrily looking at the ruins it had become]

[You lost the tribe and also lost Bai Ling]

[Please make the following choice]

[1. Continue marching to the Northern swamp for revenge]

[2. Do nothing and rebuild the tribe]

[3. In your anger, you charged alone into the Northern swamp]

"Am I really that strong?"

The third option made Li Meng's expression turn strange.

Could he really be strong enough to fight a thousand alone?

With so many Lizardmen, even exhaustion could kill him.

But deciding what to choose stumped Li Meng again.

Option one would likely end in failure.

By the time he led the goblin army to the Northern swamp, the Lizardmen would have already fled.

Option two meant he suffered a significant loss.

And it was a loss he had to accept.

The Lizardmen who betrayed him would certainly not stay in the Northern swamp.

They would likely leave the Northern swamp and merge with the Black Mountain tribe.

Not seeking trouble with the Northern swamp Lizardmen for a while didn't mean he wouldn't seek it forever.

Since he couldn't defeat them, they had no choice but to migrate.

Options one and two were both bad choices, leaving only option three.

"Choose option three!"

[In your anger, you charged alone into the Northern swamp]

[One night, you stormed into the White Scale tribe, finding it deserted]

[One night, you stormed into the Gray Scale tribe, finding it deserted]

[One night, you stormed into the Black Scale tribe, finding it deserted]

[You returned empty-handed to the tribe]

[You began rebuilding the tribe]

[You went to the Goblin nest]

[One day, an adventurer team appeared in the forest near the Goblin nest]

[You followed the adventurer team to the crash site of the airship]

[The adventurer team headed north]

[You suspected the adventurer team could sense the location of the crystal]

[You returned to the tribe and threw the crystal into the Goblin River]

[One day, the adventurer team found the crystal in the river]

[You followed the adventurer team downstream, heading west]

[One day, you were discovered]

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