Chapter 67: Big Iron Stick
"How about I call you Ruyi Jingu Bang?"
The big iron stick in Li Meng's hand reminded him of memories from when he was human.
"Never mind, you're not worthy, I'll just call you Big Iron Stick."
How could a mere big iron stick be worthy of that name.
Even if the iron stick came from his own hands, Li Meng still felt it was unworthy.
"Bai Ling, let's go, we're heading back!"
Li Meng tore off the apron, shouldered the big iron stick, and walked outside.
Bai Ling, who was in the shallow water of the river, stood up.
Once ashore, she followed behind her master.
The two then left the Iron Cavern.
Until returning to the Throne Cave Dwelling, Li Meng did not say much to Bai Ling.
It was as if taking Bai Ling to the Iron Cavern this time was just a whim.
That night, the Throne Cave Dwelling was very quiet.
Ever since the female Lizardmen became pregnant, Li Meng had not tormented them again.
The goblin's libido was somewhat different from that of humans.
The goblin's sexual desire was based on the urge to reproduce.
Although the body also experienced pleasure, it was not as intense as that of humans.
Goblins would not mate solely in pursuit of sexual pleasure.
Whenever the female Lizardmen were pregnant.
Li Meng would enter a "saint-like" mental state.
He would no longer have any desire to mate with the female Lizardmen.
But the moment he saw a non-pregnant female creature.
The desire to mate would erupt like a volcano.
Inside the main bedding in the house, Li Meng lay there in a daze.
Bai Ling lay beside him, her breathing somewhat rapid.
This indicated that Bai Ling was awake and not asleep.
"System, begin life simulation!"
Li Meng did not know if the future had changed.
He had not yet used this month's simulation attempts, so why not use them.
[Life Simulation Begins]
[The night is deep, you lie on the bed in the wooden hut, lost in thought]
[Your tribe grows strong, appearing calm, but in truth it is the calm before the storm]
[The Day of Rotation has arrived, please choose from the following options]
[1. Let Bai Ling return to the Northern Marshlands]
[2. Violate the promise and continue to keep Bai Ling in the tribe]
[3. Advance into the Northern Marshlands, lie in wait, and wait for the Black Mountain Tribe's army to arrive]
The appearance of the third option made Li Meng understand one thing.
That is, last time's life simulation became effective intelligence for this time's life simulation.
The system knew he would not choose the future line predicted last time.
And it would change the future line based on that information.
"How should I choose?"
Turning slightly, Li Meng looked at Bai Ling's snow-white, graceful body.
The third option was very tempting.
But its result would probably lead to a deadly battle with the Black Mountain Tribe's army.
The Black Mountain Tribe would be new to the area, completely in the dark.
If they did not contact the Lizardmen tribes of the Northern Marshlands to exchange information.
The Black Mountain Tribe's army, knowing nothing, would likely launch a mindless attack.
Once the fight started, it would be a fight to the death.
By then, if either side wanted to retreat, the other would not agree.
But choosing the battlefield in the marshlands was not a good strategy.
Even if victory was achieved in the end, the tribe's losses would be great.
Without the Pigmen, a bit of loss would not matter.
It would be just clearing out goblins with low potential as cannon fodder.
But with the Pigmen present, it was necessary to preserve as much fighting strength as possible to deal with the threat of the Pigmen.
A year ago, leaving Bai Ling in the tribe only changed that future line of the Pigmen and Lizardmen cooperating to attack the tribe.
It did not mean the threat of the Pigmen had been eliminated.
The threat of the Pigmen still existed.
It had only been postponed.
Li Meng ruled out the third option.
"The first option?"
Thinking it over, Li Meng rejected the first option as well.
The first option would return to the previous future line.
The Black Mountain Tribe's army would retreat, and Bai Ling would be taken away.
If Bai Ling was left alone, maybe conflict with the Black Mountain Tribe could be avoided.
Then the Black Mountain Tribe would not summon the Savage God.
But as a result, the Lizardmen of the Northern Marshlands would vanish without a trace.
Without the Northern Marshlands Lizardmen, how could the tribe mass-produce warriors?
"Choose two!"
[The Day of Rotation has arrived, you forcibly keep Bai Ling, the Northern Marshlands Lizardmen become furious]
[The Marshlands Lizardmen rebel and successfully escape through the river channel]
[You assemble the goblin army and advance toward the Northern Marshlands]
[Under the guidance of the Northern Marshlands Lizardmen, the Black Mountain Tribe's army lands on the southern riverbank of your tribe]
[The Lizardmen army launches a surprise attack on your tribe, the tribe is destroyed]
[Gobu Da leads bloodline offspring into the Iron Cavern]
[The Lizardmen army invades the Iron Cavern]
[Gobu Ge leads bloodline offspring deeper into the cavern]
[Upon learning that the Lizardmen army has raided the tribe, you, enraged, withdraw your army and return to the tribe]
[One night, Benben leads a group of Ogre back to the tribe and engages the Lizardmen army in battle]
[The Lizardmen army is repelled, taking Bai Ling away, and hurriedly withdraws through the river channel]
[You return to the tribe, angrily staring at the ruins it has become]
[You have lost the tribe, and also lost Bai Ling]
[Please make the following choices]
[1. Continue advancing to the Northern Marshlands to seek revenge]
[2. Do nothing, rebuild the tribe]
[3. Enraged, you charge alone into the Northern Marshlands]
"Am I really that strong?"
The third option made Li Meng's expression turn strange.
Could he be strong enough to fight a thousand by himself?
So many Lizardmen could tire him out just by sheer numbers.
But how to choose left Li Meng stumped again.
Option one would likely yield no results.
By the time he led the goblin army to the Northern Marshlands, the Lizardmen would have fled long ago.
Option two meant swallowing a big loss.
And he had no choice but to accept it.
The result should not differ much from option one.
The Lizardmen who betrayed him would certainly not remain in the Northern Marshlands.
They would likely leave the Northern Marshlands and merge with the Black Mountain Tribe.
Just because he did not seek trouble with the Northern Marshlands Lizardmen for the time being did not mean he never would.
Since he could not beat them, they had no option but to migrate.
Options one and two were both bad choices, so only option three remained.
"Choose three!"
[Enraged, you charge alone into the Northern Marshlands]
[One night, you rush into the White Scales Tribe, and find the White-Scaled Tribe already gone]
[One night, you rush into the Gray Scales Tribe, and find the Gray Scales Tribe already gone]
[One night, you rush into the Black Scales Tribe, and find the Black Scales Tribe already gone]
[You return empty-handed to the tribe]
[You begin rebuilding the tribe]
[You head to Gobu Xia's Cave]
[One day, an adventurer squad appears in the forest near Gobu Xia's Cave]
[You follow the adventurer squad to the crash site of a floating airship]
[The adventurer squad continues northward]
[You suspect the adventurer squad can sense the position of the crystal]
[You return to the tribe and throw the crystal into the Goblin River]
[One day, the adventurer squad finds the crystal in the river]
[You follow the adventurer squad downstream, heading west all the way]
[One day, you are discovered]