Reincarnated Goblin: More children at the beginning, more blessings!

“What do you want to do?”

Mary trembled nervously, struggling to escape.

But all four limbs were already bound by chains forged from Mithril and half-suspended in the air.

Although the clothes on her body are complete, this feeling of being restrained makes her pores scream and resist.

What’s more, it was still in a posture of extreme shame.

Expose his most humiliating moments to the eyes of this ugly goblin without concealment.

“What for?”

Mark casually waved the long whip in his hand, flicked it gently, and slapped the woman’s body heavily.

The thorny thorns instantly made Mary covered in blood.

But in the next second, the scars on the body instantly recovered.

“It is worthy of the bloodline of demons, this kind of resilience is much stronger than ordinary people.”

Mark looked at Mary, who was wailing in pain, and threw another whip without mercy.

The intense pain made Mary’s body subconsciously want to curl up.

The chains were tightened, and the feeling of being bound and exposed made the shame in her heart directly full.

She wanted to resist, let alone bow down for a filthy goblin.

Snap!

Mark wielded the whip and whipped it again and again.

The simple way to tame this rebellious beast is to shatter her pride.

Only then will she give up all pride and become his slave.

Witch, what is the difference between a demon and a demon?

The real succubus sees him with his tail between his leg to please, let alone a human and demon mongreg.

The continuous whipping made Mary’s struggle gradually decrease.

The body went from a violent struggle to a slight squirming.

The low snorting voice made Mark feel indescribably familiar.

Looking at that flushed face, Mark suddenly remembered that when he whipped Evelyn, the guy was almost this expression.

“This guy…”

The corners of Mark’s mouth tugged, he didn’t expect that this woman was still a deeply hidden masochist.

“I’m teaching you a lesson, not for you to enjoy.”

Mark tightened the chain, allowing Mary’s feet to be lifted even higher.

Mary is a stirring spirit.

As soon as you raise your head, you can directly pass your eyes between your chest and legs and crotch, and directly see the ugly goblin slowly approaching.

“Fuck off! Don’t come over! ”

Mary struggled and kicked her feet indiscriminately.

She couldn’t even imagine what more unacceptable punishment awaited her.

“If you want to be a hero, you have to bear the price of being a hero.”

Mark expressionlessly stretched out his sharp fingers, gently stroked the woman’s skin, and picked up the black fabric.

The deep malice and playful smile make people shudder.

Mary’s pupils widened suddenly, witnessing the suffering as it unfolded.

She wanted to turn her head, but Mark directly crushed her neck with one hand, and she couldn’t move at all.

The vitality of the demon bloodline is amazing, even if the body is destroyed by half, as long as the brain is not destroyed, it can still be regenerated.

Therefore, no matter how much you destroy, you don’t have to worry about being tortured to death.

Mark stretched out his finger, and sharp nails cut Mary’s eyelids.

“Did I allow you to close your eyes?”

“See with your own eyes, this is the punishment of this loser.”

The deep voice is like a demon in the abyss.

No, in Mary’s opinion, this guy in front of her is even more murderous than the demon in the abyss.

Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Teaching a hard lesson, Mark turned and walked out of the dungeon.

This dungeon he built was designed to punish slaves who dared to rebel against him.

The chains forged by Mithril have been blessed by the special forging process of the dwarves.

Even top mages are difficult to destroy.

Keeping people up here is basically impossible to escape.

…

In the following time, the development of the territory was orderly.

However, the problems of the surface world are gradually revealed.

“There is not enough food to eat, the basic equipment is not perfect, this is a village, it is simply a refugee camp.”

Mark looked at the list of materials counted in his hand.

There are many kinds of basic foods for human beings in this world, among which rice and wheat are the most common species.

However, the yield is ridiculously low.

Moreover, two-thirds of all the grain harvested had to be given to the nobles of the sheltered villages.

Part of the remaining grain should be used as seeds for the next year, and the last remaining part should be food.

These foods, for a family of three, can barely be satisfied.

So most of the time, villagers feed themselves through something called black fruit.

It was a black fruit, hard and difficult to digest, and some people were even supported alive for eating too much of this black fruit.

But in times of hunger, this is the only food for civilians.

There are still nearly two or three months to go before the autumn harvest and planting.

And the surplus grain in the village can only last for a month and a half at most.

He wanted to develop the village, and his first task was to solve the problem of food.

“If you want to increase grain production, fertilizer needs to keep up.”

Mark muttered softly.

Because of the existence of gods, most people in this world entrust their harvest to various gods.

But the real gods, how can they take care of the bankers in these ant fields.

Therefore, if you want to increase food production, you can only go to the church of the goddess of harvest and hire clergy at a high price to perform divine magic.

But, in a small village like this, how can there be so much money to hire a clergyman?

Only those nobles, with a huge territory, will specially hire clergy to perform divine magic.

Therefore, the yield of grain in such small villages depends on the will of God.

Throwing seeds in the ground, survival rate or yield, is all a mystery.

Sometimes if you are lucky, when you meet a good season and grain production increases, you think it is the blessing of the gods.

Bad luck, when you encounter a disaster and do not harvest anything, you think that you have angered the gods.

In the end, it is still shallow and too stupid.

Mark found a piece of paper and, according to the memory in his head, drew a drawing of the plow.

Thrown to the dwarf craftsmen to build it.

With the plow, the survival rate of seeds can be increased several times.

As for fertilizers, isn’t that everywhere?

There are still a few months to go before the autumn harvest and planting, and during this time I can only think of other ways to get a little grain.

Fortunately, there is nothing in the cave world, that is, there are many kinds of monsters.

Just get a few large monsters, enough for these villagers to eat for a month.

Having solved the food problem, the next thing is to think about how to make a way out for this village.

“If you want to get rich, build roads first.”

Mark looked at the muddy streets and had to build the road before he could slowly develop the village.

“What is the recipe for cement?”

Mark clenched his chin.

Although he could do it with magic, how could he have so many earth mages under him to build his way.

In contrast, cement is a little simpler and more convenient.

Not only can roads be built, but they can also be used to build houses.

After a few days, Mark came up with the formula for cement based on the memory in his head.

The next step is the large-scale transformation of this small dilapidated village.

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