Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"You are really good at talking, human!" After walking out of the hobgoblin's room for a while, Driver screamed and exclaimed, "You are the first person I have ever seen who persuaded the boss to change his mind!"

"That's because he really needs to change, and I do have a good reason."

Ron let out a long breath, and his clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat. Neither the hobgoblins nor the goblins are characters who are easy to follow. It is not easy to make them change their minds when they are the weaker party.

"Come to think of it, you wouldn't mind being assigned to me, right?"

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"You saved Dabai, and Driver is willing to work with you! And hunting is getting harder and harder now, I don't want to be scolded for always coming back empty-handed!"

Driverdo answered without any hesitation, he poked Ron's leg with his elbow: "Just watch, I'm a top hunter, I can help a lot!"

"But human, don't think about running away when the time comes! I won't show mercy!"

"My first goal is to survive, and then live freely," Ron looked down at the other party helplessly, "Also don't always call me human, call me Ron."

"Okay human, oh, I mean, Ron."

When Ron and Driver returned to the slaughterhouse, the melee for the "goddess" had not ended, but the collector Daven had obviously gained the upper hand.

Ron saw that he was riding on another goblin, and his fists fell like raindrops, beating the other party's face.

As for the big white rat of Driver, it curled up under the chopping board where Daven was cutting meat, and only limped over when it saw its master return.

Those herbs can only treat the wound simply. If it is left there and waited for it to heal itself, it is okay, but it is unlikely to recover as before.

Looking at the big white rat that was close to Driver, Ron took the opportunity to confirm its condition again, and walked towards Daven who was busy beating people.

"Daven, give me the key to the cell over there, your boss allowed me to release the half-elf."

"Ah? What's this situation-Ouch!" Daven was distracted, and the goblin under him immediately seized the opportunity, and immediately kicked Daven with a flying kick, causing Daven to scream in pain and fall to the ground.

"Damn it, it's all your fault! Take your keys and get out!"

Daven pulled off the key chain hanging from his waist and threw it to Ron, then struggled to get up and knocked his opponent down again, and the two goblins rolled on the ground.

Although the two supremes did not fight to the death, the scene was very intense.

"We goblins are a martial race!" Driver looked at the chaos in front of him with great pride, "Even if the boss's order comes, we have to wait until we finish fighting!"

Then you will probably be beaten up by your leader until you obey...

Ron complained in his heart while walking to the cell and trying the keys one by one to open the lock and chain on the door.

The half-elf on the ground was still motionless. When Ron turned it over, he felt it was hot. The half-elf just groaned in pain, without any movement or opening his eyes.

It turns out that half-elves can also get fever and get sick.

Ron sighed softly. He saw four or five bites from rodents on her ankles and legs, and in other places, the torn clothes showed some larger teeth marks.

The wounds were undoubtedly caused by rats and wolves. This half-elf was really lucky to be alive after so many injuries.

It was a miracle. In the previous life, if he was bitten by mice and rats in the laboratory, he had to go to the hospital for treatment immediately, and the rats and wolves here were obviously not as clean as those raised in the laboratory.

Rodent teeth have the bug-level characteristic of "self-sharpening", which means that they continue to grow and remain sharp. Coupled with the strongest bite force of the same size, it may be difficult for a 10-pound small dog to bite a human, but a 100-gram rat will definitely bite blood.

A classmate of Ron in his previous life was bitten on the finger by a rat, and the sharp incisors even directly pierced his fingernail.

This ability to cause wounds, coupled with the various pathogens it carries... It can't be said that humans in the previous life were weak, but it can only be said that the races in this world are really strong.

Fortunately, this is not the first time Ron has dealt with this situation.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!" When Driver saw Ron picking a bunch of herbs and handing them to him, his eyes instantly changed from clear to terrified, "Take them away! I will never chew them again!"

That thing is so damn bitter!

"Well, if you want to see other goblins prove that they are braver than you." Looking at Driver, who was shouting and retreating step by step, Ron smiled slightly, and then raised the herbs in his hand high, "Who is willing to prove that they are braver than the hunter!"

The goblins stopped fighting immediately, and dozens of eyes looked over at the same time.

The goblins are a caste system, but it does not mean that the low castes are always willing to be mule-kneeling tribes. Isn't it time to show yourself now?

"How to do it?" Daven asked first.

"Put the herbs in my hand in your mouth, chew them, and then spit them on the half-elf's wound and smear them evenly, twice in a row!" Ron felt that he was simply terrible, "Because Mr. Driver's current record is once!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh - give it to me, give it to me!"

As soon as these words came out, the goblins suddenly became agitated. They swarmed up and began to snatch the herbs in Ron's hand, and even fought again because of who took more and who took less.

Driver was not angry about this. He crossed his arms and waited to watch the good show of other goblins coldly.

You can only experience how bitter that thing is by chewing it yourself - otherwise, this human named Ron is smart!

As expected, among all the goblins who got the herbs on the scene, half of them just chewed it and spit it out, and two-thirds of the remaining ones did not persist until they were completely chewed. In the end, only five goblins completed the first challenge and smeared the mud on the wounds of the half-elf.

And without exception, none of them were willing to try it a second time.

"Tsk, a bunch of cowards!" Driver laughed disdainfully, and then saw Ron picking some more herbs with a smile on his face and walking over again.

"We have to do it again, there is a wound that can't be applied." Ron handed the herbs to Driver for the third time.

The goblin hunter's face drooped immediately: "Can I go outside to find other goblins to "challenge"? I would rather bite stink bugs!"

"That's... not impossible," Ron "thought" for a while, and looked at Driver with some surprise, "But I didn't expect that you could tolerate more goblins who are "as brave" as you, you are really a good goblin!"

"You-"

"Now there are five goblins who are not hunters and you..."

"Enough! Give it to me!" Driver couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the herbs from Ron's hand, and then stuffed them all into his mouth in front of everyone and chewed them.

He couldn't speak now, but Ron could read his expression-it was exactly the same as Daffy Duck in the animation of his previous life.

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