Li Meng shook his head and raised his hand to stop Gobu Di from continuing his chatter.

"You've done well with this matter, very good, I'm quite satisfied!"

Gobu Di and Gobu Shi, the two big fellows, grinned widely.

The boss's praise made them very excited.

Li Meng turned his head to look at Bai Ling and the group of Lizardman elders on the other side.

"I give you two choices: one, each of you returns to your own tribe, and the goblins will garrison here."

"Two, your three tribes merge into one, and this place will serve as the new tribe's headquarters, and the goblins will withdraw."

Since the new tribe is destined to appear, he might as well propose it to speed up the timeline.

The key to changing the future lies in time.

Hearing this, Bai Ling showed a look of surprise.

She hadn't expected the master to ask their three tribes to merge into one.

"Master, we need some time..."

Li Meng raised his hand to interrupt Bai Ling.

"Discuss it here, I need an answer. Your choice will affect what I do next."

Li Meng's words made Bai Ling's heart tighten.

She dared not be careless and quickly turned to discuss with the elders.

A dozen Lizardmen gathered together, whispering.

This aroused the curiosity of the goblins inside the house.

Before long, Bai Ling and the Lizardman elders had reached a conclusion.

Bai Ling turned to face the master once again.

"Master, we choose to establish a new tribe, named the 'Yue Clan'!"

The words "Yue Clan" made a trace of amazement flash in Li Meng's eyes.

The future predicted by the simulated life was indeed the true future line.

"Very well, prepare the tribute. I will withdraw the troops tomorrow. Also, to avoid casualties due to food issues with the tribute, from now on, you will provide the food for the tribute, and I will handle the transportation."

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Li Meng was not worried that the Yue Clan would run away.

Those tributes were hostages.

And the Yue Clan had nowhere else to go after leaving the northern swamp.

Although the Black Mountain Swamp was an excellent choice, the Lizardmen in the northern swamp all came from the Black Mountain Swamp.

The reason the Lizardmen of the northern swamp left the Black Mountain Swamp must have been due to some grievances with the Black Mountain tribe.

Unless absolutely necessary, the Lizardmen of the northern swamp would not return to the Black Mountain Swamp.

Bai Ling slightly lowered her head.

"Yes, Master, I will prepare the tribute!"

In the time that followed, Bai Ling became busy.

Preparing the tribute was just a word, but implementing it would encounter many difficulties.

Throughout the afternoon, the cries of Lizardmen echoed within the wooden fortress.

It wasn't until nightfall that the wooden fortress gradually quieted down.

That night, the wooden fortress was silent.

The weather was good, with a full moon in the sky.

The silver moonlight spread across the land, slightly dispelling the darkness.

At the entrance of the largest wooden house, Li Meng gazed up at the full moon.

"Isn't this a bit too perverse?"

Recalling the scene of Bai Ling selecting tributes in the afternoon, Li Meng found it unforgettable.

For the Lizardmen, it was a scene of utter horror.

But Li Meng couldn't empathize.

Instead, he felt an indescribable excitement.

The stronger the Lizardmen's negative emotions, the more pleasure he felt.

"Blame it on encountering a clever goblin!"

He was now a goblin, no longer human.

Li Meng had long accepted this fact.

If he, as a goblin, still acted like a human, he would have ended up as a pile of dung on the ground.

"At least you can live, while I am still struggling to survive!"

Li Meng did not compromise with the guilt of human consciousness.

Standing at the door, bathed in moonlight, he turned and entered the wooden house.

Bai Ling was inside the wooden house, but Li Meng did not touch her.

The only difference between Li Meng and a goblin was his strong self-control.

Reproducing and releasing desire was fine, but only if necessary.

Without the necessity, he would rather sleep.

Time passed bit by bit, and the night gradually deepened.

Early the next morning, at the break of dawn, the wooden fortress was bustling.

The goblin army stationed at the wooden fortress began to withdraw in an orderly manner.

The watchtowers were not dismantled and still stood on the wooden walls.

But the three-bow ballistae on the watchtowers had been dismantled.

The wooden fortress could be given to the Yue Clan, but the three-bow ballistae could not be left to the Lizardmen.

The Lizardmen serving as tributes were also bidding their final farewells to their families.

This farewell meant they would not meet again until a year later.

As the morning light rose in the eastern sky, the bustle in the wooden fortress reached its peak.

A massive procession exited through the east gate of the wooden fortress.

Countless figures, large and small, formed a continuous mass.

In the swamp, they formed a cloud moving eastward.

But before long, the massive procession scattered like loose sand.

Thousands of people marching together could not meet their food needs.

So they had to spread out, break into smaller groups, and hunt while returning to the tribe.

It wasn't until five days later that the scattered groups gradually returned to the tribe.

Thus, the northern swamp incident came to an end.

The tribe's development returned to its normal course.

It was another new day, in the morning.

On the second day after returning to the tribe, Li Meng became busy again.

Early in the morning, Li Meng crawled out from a pile of female Lizardmen.

Although Bai Ling was no longer there, the task of reproduction could not be neglected.

There were thirteen beds in the throne cave.

Therefore, Bai Ling had selected thirteen Lizardmen from the new batch of tributes.

They were all daughters of elders.

With a "click," the door of the throne cave opened.

Li Meng stretched and walked out of the wooden house.

"Go find Gobu Gao, have him come see me!"

The goblin guarding the door quickly ran into the depths of the forest.

Before long, some sounds came from inside the wooden house.

The female Lizardmen inside had woken up.

They silently picked up the scattered animal skin skirts and put them on.

Last night had exhausted them.

They felt weak all over, their limbs sore.

Some female Lizardmen lay on the bed, unable to get up, their tails swinging.

"Boss, boss!"

Suddenly, loud cries came from outside the wooden house.

Gobu Gao came running from the depths of the forest, wagging his tail.

"Gobu Gao, do you remember the place where we cut down trees for timber when building the wooden fortress?"

Gobu Gao quickly nodded.

"Yes, boss, do we need to cut trees there again?"

"Yes, take your offspring to that place and build a stronghold."

The stronghold would be built by the water and have a dock.

The Yue Clan would send food needed for the tribute by water to the stronghold.

Then the goblins at the stronghold would deliver the food to the tribe.

"The stronghold should be built by the water, with a dock for small boats..."

In the time that followed, Li Meng explained to Gobu Gao what a dock was.

He also instructed him on the scale and style of the stronghold.