The sacrificial beast, though dangerous, is also the guardian deity of the Northern swamp.

With the swamp crocodile king around, no other high-level Magical Beasts would dare enter the Northern swamp.

But today, they witnessed the swamp crocodile king becoming a mount for the Goblins.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could this happen?"

The Lizardmen found it hard to accept that mere Goblins could achieve such a feat.

Mere Goblins had managed to subdue the swamp crocodile king.

"Gobu Meng, Gobu Meng!"

As Li Meng rode Yue'e closer to the island.

The Goblins on the shore excitedly shouted in unison.

They looked at the boss on the back of the giant crocodile with nothing but fervor in their eyes.

Hearing the unified shouts of the Goblin underlings on the shore, Li Meng grinned.

He loved the fervent cheers of the Goblin underlings.

Under their fervent gaze, Li Meng felt a very strong sensation.

It was as if some power within him was awakening.

And that power was gradually making him stronger.

Amidst the attention of the crowd, Li Meng rode the giant swamp crocodile king ashore.

The Goblins on the shore looked in awe at Yue'e, who resembled a mountain of flesh.

Though they shouted fervently.

Their instincts drove them to step back repeatedly.

Li Meng stood up from Yue'e's back.

He raised the Big Iron Rod high with his right hand.

"Ha ha ha!"

Li Meng burst into loud laughter.

His booming laughter echoed across the island.

The Goblins' shouts immediately changed.

All the Goblins began laughing "ha ha ha" loudly.

"Ha ha ha!"

The Goblins on the shore surrounded Yue'e, laughing wildly.

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Their laughter was so joyful, with a hint of madness.

Some Goblins were so amused they rolled on the ground.

Others clutched their bellies, laughing heartily.

Yue'e, looking at the small Goblins around, had a trace of confusion in its eyes.

It didn't understand what these Goblins were doing.

The Lizardmen not far away silently watched and listened.

The size of the crocodile on the shore confirmed the identity of the swamp crocodile king.

After a while, the laughter on the north shore of the island subsided.

Li Meng leaped off Yue'e, landing steadily on the ground.

He patted Yue'e's massive forelimb.

"Yue'e, go play nearby. The Goblins and Lizardmen are my underlings, don't harm them!"

Yue'e's enormous eyes glanced at its boss beside it.

Then it turned its massive body and slowly crawled into the water.

"Boss, you're amazing!"

Seeing the big crocodile leave, Gobu Zhang quickly ran forward.

But Gobu Sheng was even faster.

Gobu Sheng slid to his knees, bowing at Li Meng's feet.

He kissed the top of Li Meng's foot with a fawning expression.

"Boss, you're so strong, I'm about to explode!"

As he spoke, Gobu Sheng's body suddenly shivered.

Li Meng, speechless, kicked Gobu Sheng over.

"Alright, get to work!"

The kicked-over Goblin scrambled away.

The surrounding Goblins also dispersed in a hurry.

And so, the once noisy island became relatively quiet.

In the following days, everything in the Northern swamp remained as usual.

The construction of the wooden fortress proceeded in an orderly fashion.

Every day, noticeable changes occurred on the island.

The wooden walls surrounding the island grew visibly.

Time passed bit by bit, day by day.

Another new day dawned, with the sun shining brightly over the Northern swamp.

In the forest on the eastern shore of the Northern swamp.

A large area of trees near the shore had been felled.

Many Lizardmen and Goblins were working in the forest.

Though the two races couldn't communicate verbally.

Their long-term cooperation had fostered a sense of understanding.

Goblins excelled at chopping, so they handled the logging work.

Lizardmen, with their strong arms, managed the sawing work.

Processing the fallen trees into logs.

"Gray Scale, have you found out anything?"

In a messy clearing, Gray Scale and Black Scale were sawing wood.

The saw made a "panting" sound as they pulled it back and forth.

Gray Scale glanced at the western swamp and shook his head.

"The Goblins won't let us leave here, we can't get any news from outside."

Black Scale's face darkened, remaining silent.

It had been almost a month, and even a fool could sense something was wrong.

So much wood was being transported to the depths of the swamp.

The Goblins were definitely up to something secretive.

"Endure it, the rotation period is almost here!"

Gray Scale's reassurance made Black Scale take a deep breath.

Yes, the rotation period was almost here.

By then, they would be free.

Once they returned to the tribe, things would be much easier.

"Black Scale, do you think the Black Mountain tribe will come?"

Gray Scale's expression was complicated.

He hoped the Black Mountain tribe would send an army to support the Northern swamp.

Yet he also didn't want the Black Mountain tribe to appear.

The Goblins in the forest were simply too powerful.

If they failed, there would be no space for Lizardmen to survive in the Goblin Forest.

"They will come, they definitely will."

Black Scale was certain about the arrival of the Black Mountain tribe.

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Goblin Forest.

Northern swamp, wooden fortress.

Time flew by, and two months passed quietly.

Two months of construction had made the island in the swamp disappear.

In its place stood a massive wooden fortress.

The wooden fortress stretched about nine hundred meters north to south.

And about seven hundred meters east to west.

A nearly seven-meter-high wooden wall stood in the swamp.

Fifteen-meter-high watchtowers dotted the wooden wall.

A watchtower stood every fifty meters.

Looking at the wooden wall, one could see many Goblins standing guard and patrolling.

Though the watchtowers were currently empty.

It wouldn't be long before a three-bow ballista was placed on them.

Another new day dawned, with the sun shining brightly over the Northern swamp.

On the watchtower of the wooden wall on the northern shore of the wooden fortress.

"Gobu Yi hasn't returned yet?"

Standing on the watchtower, Li Meng gazed at the space within the wooden fortress.

After two months of construction, the wooden fortress was 80% complete.

Looking inside the fortress, various wooden houses stood.

There were dwellings, places to live.

There were warehouses, places to store miscellaneous items.

To facilitate water access, two canals were dug within the fortress.

Due to the humid air of the swamp, Goblins disliked such an environment.

After this event, the wooden fortress wouldn't house a large military presence.

Only a small number of Goblins would be stationed there.

"Boss, Gobu Yi hasn't returned yet!"

Gobu Sheng responded to the boss, glancing southward at the swamp.

Gobu Sheng and Gobu Zhang stood behind Li Meng.

Five days ago, Li Meng had sent Gobu Yi to the White Scale tribe.

Since the White Scale tribe only had women and children left.

Li Meng wasn't in a hurry to bring the Lizardmen from the White Scale tribe over.

Li Meng turned to look at the southern swamp, deep in thought.

The three-bow ballista was on its way, arriving in half a month.

The Black Mountain tribe's army would take at least two to three months to arrive.

The timing was still sufficient, no need to rush.

The future predicted by the simulated life didn't have time information.

But the Black Mountain tribe's arrival in the Northern swamp was after the rotation period.

The timing could roughly be estimated.

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