Xingyue, another world recasts the glory of human nature

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After lunch, Kazama and Hohenheim went for a walk in the courtyard outside.

The courtyard is filled with flowers, some of which are products of this world and were discovered and transplanted here.The other part is the flower seeds included in the supplies sent by the system.

But when winter comes, most of the plant landscapes are left with only bare branches.On the contrary, it highlights the exquisite stone carvings in the courtyard.

While strolling, asking Hohenheim questions about magic, Kazama suddenly stopped.

A touch of coldness penetrated his cheek.Then, more coldness fell down.

Fengjian raised his head and stared at the gloomy sky, where white feather-like snowflakes were falling.

"It's snowing."

Looking at the sky, Fengjian felt slightly absent-minded.

Speaking of which, time did pass quickly.It has been almost a year since Kazama came to this world without knowing it.Looking back at the beginning, it's like a dream yesterday.

"The auspicious snow heralds a good year..." Kazama said with emotion, and then returned to the house with Hohenheim.

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A sudden snowfall dyed the ground white the next day.Towns are no exception.Residents swept the snow aside early in the morning to prevent traffic jams.

It's a pity that there are no newborns in the town yet: a woman with a family is pregnant, and Kazama even came to express condolences, but the birth of the newborn will not be until next year.Otherwise, children should have a lot of fun playing in such a snowy scene.

Kazama called Quintus at noon.

The agricultural officer's face showed uncontrollable joy.

There is a saying that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. If there is moderate snow, it can keep crops warm. Snow water can also increase soil moisture and ensure crop moisture.And there are nitrogen compounds in snow water, which can be added to the soil to increase fertilizer.

"Lord, next year will definitely be a good harvest year." Quintus said.

After consulting about the agricultural situation in the territory, Kazama talked about the festival again. The Saturnalia in ancient Rome was usually hosted by temple priests and nobles.

The town did not have such conditions, so Kazama decided to preside over it himself, with Quintus, an agricultural officer, as his deputy.

After some discussion with Quintus, the festival was finally settled at the end of this month, when the new and old years were changing.

The meaning of the festival is not only to hope for a good harvest in the coming year, but also to represent that civilization has successfully spent its first year in this other world.

After sending Quintus away, Poluk came to see him again.

Poluk was still neatly dressed in armor. Even though Kazama had prepared a mansion for him in the town, this serious centurion was more accustomed to living in a military camp with soldiers.

There were now two hundred well-trained Union Roman soldiers in the town.

When dividing fields, soldiers were divided according to the first category.Since they were professional soldiers, their fields could be cultivated by hiring people or rented out.

This is the treatment that soldiers deserve. After all, the stable construction of cities and towns cannot be separated from the guards of soldiers.

Kazama did have an appointment with Poluk, but he arranged it during dinner.At the festival celebration, as the military commander, Poluk will also attend with him.

His early arrival surprised Kazama.

When they came to the study to talk behind closed doors, Poluk explained the purpose of his visit.

"Patrol soldiers found traces of green skins."

Half a year ago, Poluk led a team to defeat the Goblin tribe in the forest.After that, this ferocious native intelligent creature disappeared from human sight.

After so long, the green-skinned creature appeared near the camp again. Kazama was a little surprised, but not that surprised.

A population cannot only have that small number. The forest is very vast, and there must be other Goblin clans deep in it.

Poluk's next words also confirmed Kazama's thoughts.

"The patrolling soldiers took care of all the greenskins they saw."

"It's a little different from the green skins we killed before. This time, the green skins have rough patterns painted with some kind of dye. They seem to originate from another group."

"Moreover, most of these goblins are old, weak, sick and disabled."

The current understanding of green-skinned monsters is that the old, weak, sick and disabled belong to the lowest level of the green-skinned social class and exist as cannon fodder and reserve rations.The appearance of this kind of goblin at the edge of the forest is really puzzling.

"Although they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, their threat level is definitely not weaker than that of the strong green skinned ones."

There is a reason for Poluk to say this. Compared with the goblins that were exterminated before, these old, weak, sick and disabled people have one characteristic - they are very crazy and desperate.

Ordinary goblins fled in all directions after a few attacks.

Although this creature looks ferocious on the outside, it is facing creatures weaker than itself.When you meet someone stronger than yourself, the weakness in your bones will show up.

But the goblins that recently appeared at the edge of the forest were all fearless and fearless, and kept charging at the soldiers, even though they were hitting rocks with eggs.

"I think they're starving," Poluk said.

Eating is the most basic life activity of living things, so for living things, hunger is the most severe torture.

In a state of extreme hunger, one can even risk one's life.

"So, those greenskins regard you as 'food'?"

Kazama was half joking.

And Poluk also accepted the joke seriously:

"It's a pity that these green-skinned teeth are very bad. If you bite one, your teeth will fall out."

Kazama nodded and his expression became serious: "Can it be solved before the end of the month?"

"no problem."

Poluk said with certainty: "The number of these greenskins that suddenly appeared is not large, and they have started fighting each other internally due to hunger."

"A team of 80 people is enough to clean up the area at the edge of the forest."

Kazama nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you. By the way, if conditions permit, catch one alive."

With Hohenheim here, Kazama hopes to squeeze some information from the goblins.

Chapter 25 Human Traces

Poluk was very efficient.

As a soldier, he has a vigorous and resolute style of doing things.

In fact, when he discovered the traces of the goblins, Poluk had already sent scouts to track down the traces of the goblins who wandered here.

Just wait for him to report to Kazama, and after Kazama makes a decision, he can eradicate this group of dangerous greenskins.

Now that he had received the order, Poluk left the lord's mansion and immediately led the soldiers to clear out the greenskins in the forest after returning to the barracks.

Three days passed like this, and in the morning Poluk came back.

The goblin Kazama had specified was also brought over by him.

Poluk wanted to report information to Kazama, so the goblin who was imprisoned in a cage was temporarily placed in the yard under the supervision of soldiers.

In the study, Poluk reported the situation to Kazama: the greenskins wandering around the camp have been dealt with, and Poluk also sent additional patrols there.

The threat of wandering greenskins around town is over for now.

After that, Kazama chatted with Poluk for a while about the celebration that had been decided to be held at the end of the month.

When the two ended their conversation and came to the courtyard, Hohenheim was also here.

The goblin captured by Poluk was now released from the cage.

This goblin looked a little thin, with green skin clinging to the bones, and three fingers were missing from its right hand.For Goblins, this is undoubtedly an extremely serious disability.

On the shoulders, there is an irregular circular pattern painted with blue dye, which seems to be a kind of totem.

It stood motionless on the ground, its body held by an invisible force, and its protruding, cloudy eyes revealed fear.

Seeing Kazama and Poluk arriving, Hohenheim saluted.

Kazama had mentioned the matter of goblins to Hohenheim before.Hohenheim is also very interested in this kind of intelligent creature native to this world.

After all, Bean Daddy is as good an alchemist as he is an excellent doctor - he's great at chemistry and not bad at biology either.

His achievements, in addition to the Philosopher's Stone, include the creation known as the 'Little Man in a Bottle', an artificial life form.

Mature artificial life forms are good familiars. Hohenheim has already produced a batch of those white humanoid creatures and stored them in the workshop.

"Very interesting creature..."

Before Kazama could speak, Hohenheim spoke first.

"What should I say?" Kazama asked.

In response to Kazama's inquiry, Hohenheim gave it away this time. He smiled and said: "It's just a guess now, and some rigorous verification is needed. Before the verification is completed, it's better not to make empty promises to you."

"Then, Lord Kazama, Centurion Poluk, please excuse me..."

With that said, Hohenheim returned to his workshop with the goblin.

It can be seen that Hohenheim is indeed very interested in this green-skinned creature.

Time continued to move forward, and a few more days passed.

In the past few days, Kazama has been mainly preparing for the celebration, and in a week, the celebration will begin.

On the eve of the celebration, Hohenheim walked out of the workshop.

Hohenheim has been huddled in the workshop these days, and Kazama can't even see him.

The goblin followed him. This time Hohenheim did not use magic to control the goblin, giving this green-skinned creature complete freedom.

The goblins were no longer as brutal and ferocious as before, but followed Hohenheim obediently and docilely, looking like they were tamed.

"Master Kazama, the results have been achieved."

In the study, Hohenheim reported the information obtained from his research and experiments to Kazama, and the goblin was still following him.

After glancing at the green skin, Kazama's eyes returned to Hohenheim sitting in front of him.

"Please speak."

"The first is the ethnic information about this group of creatures. It comes from a 'kingdom'." Hohenheim said.

"I read its thinking, and of course it said 'kingdom'. In fact, there is no such concept in this creature's thinking."

"To be precise, it comes from a large tribe."

"The tribe is located deep in the forest, and there are about five thousand in number."

When a group of mammals reaches [-], a complete society and various classes have often been formed.

"This tribe is able to make stone and bone tools and weapons. In addition to hunting, this tribe even domesticated a small domestic animal in its survival mode."

"They have primitive objects of worship, which are totems carved on their bodies."

This can almost be regarded as this green-skinned creature has created a 'civilization'.Although, this civilization is still at its lowest level.

"The greenskins that appear around the camp came here because they were 'exiled' by the tribe."

Although there are domesticated small domestic animals, the food of this goblin tribe is still quite scarce, and hunting is still the main source of food.

But in winter, wild animals hide and cannot obtain food. When the tribe's food reserves are insufficient, the old, weak, sick and disabled tribe members will be driven away.

This kind of "abandoning the old" behavior was actually common in ancient times when human civilization and productivity were backward.

"This is the simple understanding of the tribe in this goblin's mind."

"Then, there is their understanding of this 'world'. The frog at the bottom of the well believes that the whole world is in the well, and these goblins are not the same. This forest is all they can understand the world."

"However, there is something worth paying attention to in the world they know..."

"To the west of their tribe, there is a forest that is shrouded in white mist all year round. In the perception of this group of creatures, that forest is the end and boundary of this 'world'. Creatures that enter that area No one has ever been able to return.”

"White mist?"

Kazama frowned slightly.

To the southeast of the town are vast ruins, while to the northwest are endless forests.

The ruins are currently inaccessible, so the direction of development is naturally aimed at the northwest.But the forest in the northwest was shrouded and separated by white mist, and Kazama instinctively felt that this matter was not simple.

Hohenheim nodded and continued:

"Speaking of which, the reason why this group of greenskins rushing over saw our patrolling soldiers and attacked them madly was not just because they were hungry."

At this point, Dou Dad paused.