The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 692 Daily Life
  "who am I?"

"you are me."

"Then who are you?"

"I am you."

"Then I..."

In Allen's spiritual world, one main consciousness and one sub-consciousness were having a profound philosophical dialogue. It was not easy for the differentiated divine consciousness to stop spontaneously snatching control of the body as soon as it appeared, just to allow the two Allen spent countless attempts to communicate his consciousness peacefully.

This is a very magical feeling. It is obvious that the two differentiated consciousnesses are part of oneself, but when they communicate with each other in the conscious world, Allen seems to see himself mumbling to himself, but there is a big difference. different.

For a schizophrenic, the two consciousnesses are independent, and each has secrets unknown to the other. According to the explanation of multitasking expertise, his self-differentiated consciousness and the main consciousness are actually two sides of Allen's self. They share information with each other and compare with each other, but they can also have different insights and opinions on the same thing.

Finally, after countless failed attempts, Allen summed up and gained some experience. When the divine consciousness was about to exist independently from the ontology, he suddenly stopped the action of differentiation of consciousness, so that the divine consciousness existed substantively, but But it does not completely break away from the ontological consciousness, thus achieving the effect of one body and two sides.

The next step is to continue to maintain the current state until you are familiar with it and can enter this state at all times, and finally turn it into your own instinct.

Allen has also gradually become accustomed to the stinging pain in the spiritual world. In the pain that feels like death again and again, his strong heart has been able to face such pain, and it is no longer even unable to move normally like it was at the beginning.

However, after the fusion of consciousness, Allen still needed a long time to calm down and recover from the traumatized spiritual world.

At this time, Allen will leave the arena on his own initiative and go for a walk in the city, or go to the Cator Mountains. Through contact with the bustling tribal life and the natural world, he will be affected by the divine consciousness and be influenced by it. Recover bit by bit.

But even so, Allen can still feel that he is gradually indifferent to external stimulation and his feelings for the surrounding goblins. Only a few goblins and friends who are close to Allen will let Allen The calm state of mind experienced a slight disturbance.

Although legendary strong men often lose a lot of the empathy they once had due to long years of baptism, Allen's current situation seems to be similar to the changes of these legendary strong men. But only Allen himself knows that he has really gradually lost a lot of interest in the surrounding things and the external environment. Even cooking, which he likes to specialize in the most, does not have much interest in Allen today. Influence.

Allen doesn't know if this is a good thing. After all, there was a time when Allen still hoped to maintain the state when he was blessed by the mechanized mind spell. The current state is similar to the state blessed by the mechanized mind.

But if you think about it carefully, if you are not interested in anything, then this life seems too boring.

In the past, I wanted to maintain this state because I was still very weak. I had to be very careful every step I took and make a rational decision. But now that he has been promoted to demigod, there are basically no existences from the surrounding tribes that can pose a fatal threat to him, and the tribe is also prosperous and prosperous, so he no longer needs to make careful choices.

In the end, sensibility defeated rationality, and Allen still hoped that he could maintain his pursuit and interest in certain things, and his love for his tribe and people.

“Freshly baked sweet potatoes!! So sweet and filling!!”

"To celebrate the third anniversary of our opening, our store is now offering a huge discount that will give you gifts when you enter the store, and direct discounts when you spend a certain amount!!"

"Thank you for your hard work, this customer. Come into the store and have a glass of ice beer..."

Nancheng District is very lively. In addition to the entertainment area established in an independent area, the surrounding snack streets and street stalls that are gradually prospering based on this entertainment area are also very dynamic.

Although the tribe operates gambling houses, brothels and other sensual places, and although these industries can bring huge benefits to the tribe every year, Allen himself is not interested in these projects at all, and even has some resistance to them in his heart. .

Presumably in the luxurious and lively places, Allen prefers the small shops and shops in the surrounding areas that belong to ordinary people, and he likes these goblins who work hard for life.

Only this kind of environmental infection can make Allen feel a little emotional and regain his essence as a sentient creature.

No matter what they learn, dwarfs can quickly master and innovate. When the tribe allows the tribesmen to run their own common industries, many gnomes who have no talent in combat, alchemy, etc. turn to running a food stall. He started working in a small grocery store.

Some dwarf goblins simply became villains, taking advantage of the tribe's development of the Cator Mountains and the countless adventurers who came after hearing the news. They purchased some low-value or unknown objects and resources from the adventurers and turned around. Find someone to make equipment, potions, etc., and then set up a stall in the street to sell them and earn the difference.

A series of gray industrial chains were born, providing many opportunities for the tribesmen to make a living, and at the same time reducing the burden on the tribes.

Although these guys often flout the rules and regulations of the tribe, as long as they don't go too far, the tribe will turn a blind eye and let their behavior go.

But now, the scene in front of Allen made him feel a little dissatisfied.

Several dwarf cubs, who looked like they were still underage, were dressed in dirty clothes with holes in them. They walked up to Allen carrying broken pottery bowls, and only half of their cloaks were exposed. The bear-faced Allen was surrounded by people.

The little goblins tried hard to raise the broken bowls in their hands high, with pitiful expressions on their faces, with pairs of emerald pupils embedded in their dirty faces, and murmured: "Warrior, give me some money. , I haven’t eaten for several days.”

"Sir, please, please, I'm so hungry!!"

Allen frowned, looking at the pitiful appearance of these little brats, his originally indifferent attitude finally changed.

He raised his head and looked around. His keen mental energy quickly discovered that in an alleyway not far away, several pairs of adult goblin eyes were scanning everything.

Farther away, almost the same scene was happening to another half-elf woman wearing a luxurious gauze and many jewelry. But compared to Allen's indifference, the half-elf woman who seemed to be a family member of a certain merchant couldn't bear to look at these little goblins. At the same time, she took out an exquisite money bag from her arms and was about to take some change and distribute it to the group. child.

"Ugh!!"

The half-elf woman did not expect that she would become the prey of a group of brats if she was not careful. Before he had time to open the money bag he had just taken out, a dwarf boy jumped up, grabbed the money bag from the half-elf's hand and dove into the crowd.

"Come on, someone is robbing something!!"

The half-elf woman was stunned for several breaths before she realized that when she went to look for the money-stealing goblin, she had long since disappeared. The dwarf cubs who were surrounding her just now had cleverly dispersed around when the half-elf woman shouted. When the other party reacted and tried to catch a question, not a single figure could be found. arrive.

"Did you just call robbery?"

After the dwarf cubs were almost gone, the members of the Public Security Bureau wandered over and asked the half-elf woman impatiently.

"Yes, my wallet was hacked by a bunch of..."

The half-elf woman obviously had some social experience. At this time, she already understood that she was afraid of losing her money. Although people from the Public Security Bureau appeared at this time, it was basically impossible to find her lost purse from them.

While feeling disappointed and having his personal money taken away, the half-elf listlessly stated what had happened before.

Around them, pedestrians were constantly coming and going, as if they were not surprised by the scene in front of them. They had long been accustomed to it. No one stopped to watch the show. Occasionally, when some people turned their heads and looked at the half-elf woman, they were more sarcastic and playful. gaze.

"Humph!!"

"Go away!!"

Allen's face darkened, and he just swept it lightly, and the group of goblin kids around him began to spin involuntarily. By the time they regained control, Allen's figure had long disappeared in front of them.

Regarding the group of goblin boys begging just now, Allen knew at the first glance that they appeared in front of him that there must be other hidden stories. It was rare that this incident could cause him to have emotional fluctuations, but he wanted to see who was behind these beggars.

Although the Green Field Tribe has tightened its policies on dwarfs and crippled goblins in recent years, goblin babies like those that are still underage will most likely be properly accommodated as long as they appear on the tribe's territory.

This is an iron rule that Allen set when he was still managing the tribe himself. Every underage goblin has unlimited possibilities, so even if it costs some money to train these guys, Allen is not stingy. .

After that, Allen delegated power to several city lords and town mayors, letting them manage the tribe's important towns. They all continued to implement the rigid rules set by Allen, and all orphans and foreign children in the tribe were trained in special orphanages. , there should definitely not be a beggar like that just now.

His mental power has been locked on the dwarf who snatched the half-elf's money bag. This kid seems to have good physical skills. He is as slippery as a small fish in the river. He keeps walking back and forth among the crowd, but he is always interested in the local environment. Unfamiliar adventurers, even mid-level warriors, are afraid that they will be thrown away by the opponent.

It's a pity that the other party met Allen. Even if he didn't need to keep an eye on the other person's figure, just relying on the monitoring of the mental power gossamer, Allen easily followed the other party to a secluded alley in the west of the city, and gently knocked on the door of a simple wooden house. As the door of the room opened, the figure of the dwarf boy disappeared in front of the room.

"Dad, I just snatched this from a fat sheep."

Thor, the dwarf boy, took the exquisite money bag that he had just received and had not warmed it with both hands, and handed it to the brightest place in the room. There was sitting a man with one missing left eye and a mask covering it. A middle-aged hobgoblin with only an eyepatch.

"Hmph, boy, is this all there is in this purse?"

The middle-aged hobgoblin called Dad casually weighed the exquisite money bag. Although he did not open the bag and count the contents, his sharp eyes seemed to have penetrated the heart of the dwarf boy in front of him and asked fiercely. stand up.

"That's really it. I haven't opened this money bag since I grabbed it."

The young dwarf dodges the scrutiny of the hobgoblin's single eye in fear and replies firmly.

"Hmph, I think you just need to be cleaned up!!"

The big goblin stood up and kicked out, sending the young goblin flying to a corner of the house and hitting the thick wooden wall hard.

The boy couldn't get up for a long time, groaning in pain. At the same time, there were several figures in the darkness, sneaking up to the boy's side, carefully helping him turn over, and rubbing the injured area. It turned out that except for the boy and the hobgoblin, There are many figures in this simple house.

"Do you really think I'm blind? When you snatched this purse, I could remember how big it was at a glance. But look at it now, it's not even half as big as before, except for you kid sneaking in..."

The hobgoblin sternly taught the disobedient little thing, and slowly walked up to the other side, preparing to punish the boy more and set an example for the other dwarf cubs. Suddenly, the sky above his head became clear, and then there was a crash. The sound spread.

"Who doesn't have eyes?"

The hobgoblin opened his only eye and looked up to see what happened. A huge force suddenly fell directly on him. The hobgoblin, who had the strength of a level 7 warrior, had almost no ability to resist. With his legs There was a sound of bones breaking, and the majestic hobgoblin sank into the wooden floor on his knees.

"You are so brave, you dare to recruit so many goblin children to work for you!!"

"If you tell me who is the backer who protects your business, then I might give you a treat!!"

As expected by Allen, behind this group of goblin beggars, there is really an organized gang force, and the one-eyed goblin and his minions were the same ones who were scanning the surroundings at the entrance of the dark alley. That group of people.

Looking at the goblin boy in the corner of the room, who endured the pain without crying, and the childish face of more than ten feet hiding behind the boy, Allen's big foot stepped on the goblin, and he couldn't help but He exerted some force again 'gently'.

"Ah!!! Master, please forgive me!!"

"I said, I said, it's from the Public Security Bureau..."

The one-eyed hobgoblin wailed in pain and begged Allen for mercy.

A team in the distance noticed the movement here, and the sound of dense footsteps was slowly approaching.

(End of this chapter)