"Gobu Da, you don't need to go out hunting anymore. I have other tasks for you."

When it was Gobu Da's turn, Li Meng skipped him.

Gobu Da stood aside, looking disappointed.

Those weapons looked so nice, even just touching them would be great.

Soon, each Big Goblin received dozens of long spears.

At their call, the Big Goblins' underlings swarmed in and took the spears.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the wooden house quieted down.

The goblins outside dispersed as well.

The young goblins returned to their nursery to continue eating and drinking.

They would only join their father's hunting party when they reached adolescence.

Goblins are absolutely loyal to their father, but only if the father's strength surpasses that of his offspring.

Once the offspring's strength exceeds the father's, the father will be replaced.

Goblins don't have the concept of a father.

Loyalty stems from bloodline, and only the strongest goblin can become the leader of that bloodline.

Adult goblins continue to go out hunting with their hunting party.

"Gobu Da, you don't have your own hunting party yet, do you?"

In the wooden house, Gobu Da quickly nodded.

He grinned, looking ingratiating.

"Boss, my offspring aren't mature yet."

Every underling that evolved into a Big Goblin was given mating rights by Li Meng.

Goblins naturally have a strong reproductive ability, almost guaranteed with each attempt.

Li Meng picked up a crossbow placed in the corner and walked out.

"Follow me!"

Gobu Da obediently followed behind the boss.

The two left the wooden house and entered the forest outside.

"Do you know what this is?"

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Li Meng held the crossbow with both hands, cocking it with one hand.

Looking at the weapon in the boss's hand, Gobu Da shook his head.

He had never seen such a weapon before.

Li Meng grinned, took a crossbow bolt from his waist, and loaded it.

This was a crossbow Li Meng had spent nearly a month making.

Its structure was very simple.

It was like a bow combined with a block of wood.

"This is a crossbow, a weapon similar to a bow!"

Gobu Da, having never left the Goblin Forest in his life, naturally didn't know what a crossbow was.

Li Meng held the crossbow with both hands, aiming at a large tree fifty meters away.

"Whoosh!"

Li Meng pulled the trigger, and the crossbow bolt shot out.

In the forest, a flash of black light streaked by.

With a "thud," the crossbow bolt embedded itself in the tree trunk fifty meters away.

The immense force made the tail of the crossbow bolt tremble.

Li Meng walked over to the tree fifty meters away.

Standing before the tree, Li Meng examined the crossbow bolt embedded in it.

He found that the entire combat section of the bolt, along with an arrowhead-length shaft, had penetrated into the tree.

"Boss, this... this is amazing."

Gobu Da was startled by the power of the weapon in the boss's hand.

To be embedded so deeply from such a distance.

If it were to hit a body, it would be fatal.

Thinking of this, Gobu Da looked at the crossbow in the boss's hand with fear.

If the boss wanted to shoot him, wouldn't he be doomed?

"The power is quite impressive!"

Li Meng was very satisfied with the power of the crossbow.

"Let's go, follow me back!"

With the power of the crossbow confirmed, the next step was to figure out how to mass-produce them.

In the following days, Li Meng began teaching Gobu Da how to make crossbows.

This teaching lasted for more than a month.

At first, Gobu Da was the only apprentice.

As the teaching progressed, dozens of adolescent goblins joined in the wooden house.

The sound of wood being carved in the wooden house became even more lively.

Every day, a large amount of wood shavings and waste were swept out of the wooden house.

"This... is not bad!"

On another new day, Li Meng was inspecting the works of the goblin underlings in the wooden house.

A large pile of unstrung crossbows was stacked in the corner.

The crossbows varied in size, some larger, some smaller.

The craftsmanship was extremely crude, but they were still usable.

After all, they were handmade, and it was impossible for each crossbow to have uniform specifications.

"The next step is to acquire spider silk for bowstrings!"

Without bowstrings, these crossbows were just pieces of wood.

Thinking of the Ghost Spider Forest made Li Meng feel a bit of a headache.

Stealing spider silk wasn't difficult; as long as they didn't venture deep into the Ghost Spider Forest, there wouldn't be much danger.

But the Ghost Spider Forest was too close to the swamp.

If the goblin hunting party went to the Ghost Spider Forest, they would inevitably be watched by the Lizardmen of the White Scale tribe.

"It seems we can only launch a large-scale operation once!"

Looking at the mountain of crossbows before him, Li Meng thought to himself.

A large-scale operation could effectively minimize losses.

It could also allow them to steal enough spider silk at once.

Only after eliminating the Lizardmen tribe in the swamp could the Ghost Spider Forest become a resource point for the tribe.

"Gobu Da, go sound the war horn!"

Gobu Da, who was panting and carving wood, looked up at the boss in confusion.

Why sound the war horn?

Once the war horn sounded, the hunting parties outside would rush back as quickly as possible.

Was the boss planning to launch a war?

Gobu Da grinned, showing an excited expression.

He quickly got up and ran to the outer door.

Soon after, the deep sound of a horn echoed from a watchtower nearly fifty meters high in the forest.

"Woo!"

The long horn sound swept across the land.

The hunting parties scattered in various places all looked towards the direction of the tribe almost simultaneously.

All the hunting parties abandoned their hunts without hesitation.

"Hurry, return to the tribe!"

In the dim forest, a group of goblins holding long spears was running wildly.

At a glance, the entire forest was filled with the sight of green-skinned figures running.

Among them, one goblin was particularly tall and strong.

It was Gobu Qiang, urging its underlings as it ran.

By the afternoon of the next day, all the hunting parties that had gone out had returned to the tribe.

In the tribe, a dense crowd of green-skinned goblins gathered in front of the largest wooden house.

Their figures stretched out, covering a large area of the forest.

Their numbers were no less than five hundred, possibly more.

Each goblin held a long spear about 1.5 meters in length.

It was a forest of spears, quite imposing.

"Gobu Ta, Gobu Ke, Gobu Da, your three hunting parties will come with me to the Ghost Spider Forest!"

"Gobu Qi, Gobu Liang, you two stay and guard the tribe, protect the breeding grounds."

"The rest of the hunting parties will continue hunting, responsible for supplying food to the breeding grounds!"

Since arriving in this forest, more than two months had passed.

The tribe's population was rapidly approaching the 1,000 mark.

Currently, the tribe had 11 hunting parties.

The number of goblins in each hunting party varied.

Some had fifty or sixty goblins, while others had only thirty or forty.

However, as time passed, the number of goblins in the hunting parties would only increase.

Standing at the door of the wooden house, Li Meng issued orders to the goblin underlings outside.