C247

He leaned against the wall of the wooden house and sat down, but Thunder was at a loss.

Ten days wasn't a long time, nor was it short. However, this feeling of being at a loss of what to do was too boring and too depressing. To assimilate into the Goblin Tribe as quickly as possible, to learn the ancient language of the Primordial Era and even the basic language of the entire Abyss Realm. This was the basic goal of Thunderclap for a period of time to come.

It took Thunder one day to scan the surrounding terrain.

The entire Goblin Tribe had less than a thousand people. Although they were small, they were still considered decent and did not have to hide in underground caves. Instead, they lived in a group within a very secretive cove. This Goblin in the small mountain village actually knew some basic farming techniques. If it wasn't for the fact that the entire col was limited in space and there was a shortage of water sources, it would have been impossible for the lightning to see such a vast green world.

From this, it could be seen that the Gnomes of this world were smarter than the Gnomes of Grace Mainland. At least, their intelligence was not inferior to the humans of Grace Mainland.

Time passed by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Teng Qingshan remained the same. Only the increasingly dilapidated wooden house was hinting at the passing of time.

A gust of wind blew, and the half window of the wooden house clanged with a clanging sound. From afar came the roars of unknown beasts, and a few stars appeared and disappeared outside the mountain peak. The night gradually turned darker.

However, Thunder was not sleepy at all. His eyes were looking at the dark mountain peaks in the distance as he began to think about his future. However, very soon, on the second day after Thunderclap settled down, the goblins discovered that Thunderclap had settled down by their tribe and were all shocked. Some of them even planned to move out to escape.

At first, he was a little nervous, every day, there were a few strong middle-aged men who either followed him from afar or waited by the wooden house. However, in the end, they became a few equally fierce female Goblins, then there were two old men who lost all their teeth, and half a month ago, there were only a dozen or so little kids who didn't even have a full set of teeth. And now, everyone had gone their separate ways, almost tacitly agreeing to Thunder's existence.

While the Gnomes of the tribe were preparing to hunt for prey on a large scale, Thunder was trying his best to gather information on this world.

From the looks of it, if he did not stop any longer, it would be possible to knock over the wooden house that was in danger. However, just as the person was about to collide with the wooden house, his body suddenly stopped in place with ease. If it were not for the fact that he was running frantically towards them earlier, people would have thought that he was studying the wooden house in front of them.

"Not bad, Gnomin, I never thought that you would be able to comprehend the essence of Qing Gong in merely half a month's time. Looks like you really have the talent for martial arts!"

A figure walked out from the wooden house, seriously sizing up the youth in front of him.

This person was the owner of this wooden house — — Thunder. And this youth was the one who once revealed a curious expression towards Thunder. This Gnomin was the only person in the tribe that could talk to and be close to Thunder.

However, the Gnomin was frowning, as if the other party was extremely dissatisfied with his performance.

Sure enough, Thunder then reminded him, "Gnomin, your fighting strength might have reached the third stage, and even the so-called number one expert in the tribe is not your opponent. But once you encounter the Magical Beast in the mountains, you won't even be able to escape, let alone defeat them. "

"The Gnomin understands."

The Gnomin muttered to itself as it threw the beasts on its body to the ground.

Gnomin s who were full of fantasies about the outside world, after seeing the power of the thunder, after struggling for a day, could not suppress the desire in their heart, and started to come into contact with this strange looking lightning who did not look like a Magical Beast at all. Unexpectedly, the Gnomin took the initiative to cut through to Thunder's plan, and just like that, the two of them used their martial arts as a medium, and began to communicate and communicate.

With his outstanding aptitude, the Gnomin was able to comprehend the basics of Qing Gong in a short span of half a month. On the other hand, Thunder was able to learn the Goblin's basic language with a terrifyingly strong memory, and was also able to grasp the general situation of Thundercrash Mountain Range.

As for the prey caught by the Gnomin, it was just a side effect of his martial arts training.

Thunder knew that the martial arts he could teach her were limited, and it was out of kindness that he did not accept the Gnomin. However, the Gnomin's thinking was a little rigid. It felt that since Thunder had taught it so many martial arts techniques and was so powerful, its admiration for Thunder was increasing day by day. Now, it had reached a perfect point. As a result, they had always treated their students with the etiquette of a student, not daring to sneak around in the slightest.

In this half a month, Gnomin had already reached the level of fighting of the second step, and received a rather strict and cruel training. Of course, this was also thanks to the Gnomin surviving in such a cruel environment like the Thunderbolt Forest. At such a young age, he had already participated in many raids with his team, and the life and death experience it had was far beyond what those initial birds in the martial arts world could compare to.

Just as the Gnomin was about to dispose of those few prey, Thunder's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "Gnomin, your Patriarch is here. Go and hide."

The relationship between the Gnomin and Thunder was a semi-open secret, but for some people, it wasn't too appropriate. At the very least, they couldn't reveal their master-disciple relationship yet.

Just as the Gnomin turned around and disappeared into the forest, a Level 3 Warrior, who had an adult Goblin that looked like a birdgun on his back, appeared a thousand feet away from the hut. This was the so called First Expert in the tribe.

Let alone the mere three hundred meters, even if the distance between them were to double, they would still be able to discern who the other party was. Although Lei didn't really like this so called tribe First Expert, he could still exchange a few words with him.

In this way, Thunder stood silently at the door of the wooden house, waiting for the other party to arrive.

However, this posture gave the Patriarch an unfathomable feeling, as if Thunder had known all along that he would be coming to ask for help. The patriarch knew that this strange person who did not belong to his tribe was even more famous than him. Especially since he had killed a Fifth Stage Magical Beast that had barged in just a few days ago, the clan's most outstanding hunter and the clan's First Expert's name had fallen upon his head.

It had to be known that the Fifth Stage Magical Beast, which was as thick as a calf and as thick as the skin of its own flesh and not able to do anything to the divine instrument in its hands, had actually been dealt with with with with a single strike from the lightning;

That was why the clan leader was very worried. It had only been two years since he had ascended to the position of clan leader. Originally, he was the most respected and respected First Expert in the tribe. He was afraid that one day, this seemingly knowledgeable weirdo would replace him, so he had to put an end to this matter.

The patriarch asked in a somewhat nervous yet disdainful tone: "Hmm, human, I believe that the Gnomin's fighting techniques were learned from you, right?"

"Yes."

Thunder nodded his head noncommittally, unable to figure out the purpose of the new chief's visit.

"Cough!"

The Patriarch coughed lightly and said majestically, "You have been here for almost a month! In the past half month, our clan has been of great help to you. I believe you won't deny that, right? "

"Oh!"

Thunder was still nodding his head. Now he was able to guess the purpose of this chief's visit. It was understandable that he had come to sweep away the autumn winds, since he had been living a very comfortable life lately. After all, Thunder would still have to be studied here for a period of time. He wouldn't resist, but of course he wouldn't go overboard.

Seeing that Lei couldn't stop nodding, the chief seemed to heave a sigh of relief and then said, "Since it's like this, then you can now be considered a member of our tribe. It's only right that you contribute a little to our tribe. "In ten days, the tribe will join up with five other tribes to hunt. I hope that you can participate in this hunting team, as long as you can find valuable prey in this hunting team, I can make the decision to let you join the tribe, and then give you a house in the tribe. If you perform well, I will definitely be able to get you a wife."

"Legal identity? A house? Wife? The conditions are quite good. "

As Thunder heard this, he couldn't help but grin. He didn't think he would be able to get this kind of treatment.

He had heard of this group of hunts before. This was not just a common hunting expedition to fill the stomach, but one that was used by several nearby tribes to join together to pay tribute to the stronger and more powerful Gnome tribes. As such, the prey they hunted were extremely fierce. Usually, many people would die in the hunt.

With Thunder's current strength, killing Monarch level Magical Beast was definitely not a problem, but this sort of thing was too boring for him. He did not want to waste all his time on this, as for his identity, house, and wife, they were even more of a joke.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the time to participate in the hunt, but I can contribute a little to the tribe. These are special healing medicine, they should be able to save a few lives. "

After throwing the healing medicine he brought from Grace Mainland to the other party, he went back to his hut.

After staring blankly for a while, the chief also left in a hurry. However, there was a trace of viciousness in his eyes.

"Mentor!"

The Gnomin's figure suddenly appeared outside the wooden house. Without entering the house, she carefully asked: "Instructor, I think you should go."

"Why?"

On the other hand, Thunder was curious, seeing the look of anticipation on the Gnomin's face, he touched his chin, somewhat curious.

The more natural the Gnomin's expression, the more he said, "Instructor, you are the most powerful hunter nearby! No one nearby could kill a Fifth Stage Magical Beast in the blink of an eye. If the master were to go there, not only would the master's position be extended to every tribe, but it would also be able to save a lot of people and be of great help to the master in understanding the world outside the mountain range. "

Thunder was somewhat stunned, he really did not know how to answer this question. He did not care what the Gnomes thought of him, nor did he care if anyone was going to harm him. However, this Gnomin was an exception, because he was the only one here who could speak up, and what he said did indeed make sense.

"Un, I will go!"

Thunder nodded, treating it as a distraction.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Gnomin had always been living under the pressure of Thunder, and adding on the dignity of a teacher, they thought that Thunder was a person that was hard to say, so they were very surprised by the coordination of Thunder. After all, because of this promise, at least a lot of people in their tribe would die. At least, they wouldn't have to hear heartbreaking wails every time they returned.

The matter came to an end here.

As for the new clan head, Lei completely ignored him. Because, even if the other party were plotting something, they would not be able to do anything to him. If they wasted time because of a small character, it would be a bit of a loss and a bit of a fuss.