In this way, Ye Qiong happily took away a piece of false snake gall from the good brother Goblin. As for worrying about making the honest man anxious, it was obviously impossible to start a passionate 1V1 with him.
During this period of time, Ye Qiong has studied the goblin's habits thoroughly. As long as you show a tougher attitude than it, it will just give in.
This is the nature of goblins engraved in their bones, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
When it encounters something hard, it becomes softer than anyone else; when it encounters something soft, it becomes harder than anyone else.
There is no way this kind of creature can be called an honest person. He is just a shameless and narrow-minded despicable creature, except for him.
After getting all the materials for element three, all he had to do next was to provide guidance for the goblin tribe. From the mouth of the good goblin brother just now, Ye Qiong learned the whereabouts of the tribe, and he immediately chose to go on his way.
The hotel is open, the girl has arrived, and things have been bought. Who is not in a hurry to change? Anyway, Ye Qiong was impatient.
But the goblins of this tribe were in dire straits. After Ye Qiong arrived, with a stone hammer in his left hand and a magic stone in his right hand, he said: "Confused lamb, do you need me to give you some guidance?"
Who would dare to resist? All I had to say was: "I haven't asked you about your name yet."
Ye Qiong was naturally very satisfied with his name, walked away, and then went to look for the next confused lamb.
In just two days, he searched all over the Goblin tribe and found more than four hundred Goblins. He also gave a hundred Goblins to the God of Truth. Now the God of Truth could always feel that he was full of enthusiasm. Let’s spread the passion for knowledge!
Satisfied, Ye Qiong chose to leave on the early morning of the third day. He looked at the farewell group behind him and waved his hand, not taking away a single cloud.
The goblins were whispering, as if they were afraid of being heard by Ye Qiong.
"This god of plague is finally gone, thank God, thank God."
"No, since he came, there has never been a peaceful day in the tribe."
One of the goblins said something inappropriate at this time: "Then why don't you drive him away?"
This sentence instantly earned the cold looks of all the goblins in the tribe. The dark goblin who had been blackmailed by Ye Qiong replied: "How about you come?"
This sentence directly tells the truth. All goblins are waiting for a hero to appear and help them drive away this plague god.
However, everyone has the same idea, and they have a tacit understanding like their biological brothers. They are not willing to be the one who stands out, and then they have to be dominated by Ye Qiong.
It can be said that Ye Qiong really knows the Goblin race very well.
Ye Qiong, who was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, was on his way back to the tribe. He was in a very happy mood and hummed happily: "Pick Mushrooms and Drop Goblins~~~"
In about half a day, he arrived at the tribe, responded to the goblins who greeted him one by one, and then returned to his cabin. What he had to do now was to wait for night to fall. At twelve o'clock, It’s time to evolve.
At first, Ye Qiong was worried because he couldn't grasp the time without a watch and alarm clock, but the reality told him that
"think too much."
In the Goblin Sage's diary, the reason why twelve o'clock is emphasized is because this time is when the magic power is the most abundant and it is the best time to evolve.
Now as a monster, he can feel the fluctuations of magic power around him at any time. For it, this is as simple as breathing.
After a few days of experience, he has been able to accurately grasp that time point.
Time continued to pass. Ye Qiong sat cross-legged and felt the magic in the air. Gradually, the sun had set. After Brother Yue went to work, the intensity of the magic in the air continued to rise.
He felt all this carefully, for fear of missing the point in time.
"Not enough, wait a little longer..."
"Almost... just a moment."
During this waiting process, according to Goblin Sage's records, he wrote a total of thirty-four sentences: "I missed it, let's talk about it tomorrow."
But Ye Qiong was different from him. His extreme concentration and decisive decision-making allowed him to grasp the time well. He whispered to himself: "It's almost time."
Then without any hesitation, he ate the ingredients placed in front of him.
First it was blue heart fruit, and then he started to nibble on Tianzhu. In order to prevent him from choking, he also prepared a bowl of mountain spring water. If he didn't have the materials to make a red wine glass, he would have seen an elegant goblin for the God of Truth.
Eat the false snake gall with the mountain spring water, and finally comes the most critical and difficult step, swallowing the magic core.
The painful lesson of the Earth-shattering Bear Demonic Core last time is still vivid in my mind. The hand holding the Demonic Core is trembling slightly. What kind of trial is this?
After hesitating for a moment, he swallowed the dark black magic core in his hand.
After swallowing all the evolutionary materials, under the influence of a strange force, the evolutionary materials in the body actually merged together, creating something that Ye Qiong had never seen before.
"Is this a magic potion? Can I evolve after digesting it? And that weird power is the reward for achieving elements one and two?"
Many questions flashed through Ye Qiong's mind, but at the moment, a breakthrough was still important.
Next, you only need to bring pious greetings to the God of Truth, and then survive the absorption process of the magic potion. Then the question is, how to bring greetings to the God of Truth?
It would be great if I could go online and ask the netizens now.
There was not much time for him to hesitate now. The effect of the potion had already begun, and a sense of numbness surged into Ye Qiong's heart. It seemed that the potion contained the toxin of the six-eyed spider.
In desperation, Ye Qiong could only face the empty front, clasped his hands, and said a pious greeting.
"How are you?"
For Western gods, you have to greet them in Western terms. There’s nothing wrong with that.
However, the God of Truth did not respond to Ye Qiong, and Ye Qiong had no choice but to continue: "My surname is Ye Qiong. I have heard about His Excellency the God of Truth for a long time, so I came here to greet you. Please forgive me for any rudeness."
Do you understand Dongfang's words?
Still no response.
Feeling his hands and feet gradually getting colder, Ye Qiong also understood that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would have to go back to see the system. In desperation, he shouted: "God of Truth, I want to evolve into a Goblin Sage!"
After saying this, Ye Qiong felt as if someone had tapped his forehead with a finger.
This is strange, how come there is a sudden response.
Is it possible that the God of Truth got his basketball coach from somewhere?
Shaking his head and rejecting the idea, Ye Qiong vaguely thought that the key to greetings was not to show much respect, but to accurately express one's intentions.
Just like the three golden chapters of a novel, throw away the setting as soon as you open it, otherwise you will be waiting for a hit.
The God of Truth will only receive key information and then respond, just like a browser. I just don’t know whether He checks it strictly or not, and whether it can provide some color.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Ye Qiong's body felt a sharp pain. It was not caused by divine punishment, but caused by the magic medicine in his body.
He said with the last of his strength.
"The big one is coming!"
