The boy is still alive, but his eyes are dead.

Both hands are broken, but as long as you spend some effort after returning to the city, you can handle it completely. The real trouble lies in your mental state. Being violated by a group of monsters is not a mental blow that ordinary people can bear.

Goblins actually don't like to invade humans, they don't like it at all.

The aesthetics of each race are different. Dwarfs like women with lush body hair and wine barrel waist, orcs like tall women with hard muscles, dragons like women with shiny scales and streamlined body shape, goblins like women with green and smooth skin... Human appearance does not conform to the aesthetics of goblins. If there is a strong goblin (beep-) human situation, then it means one thing: this goblin tribe has serious men and few women, so that some male goblins cannot find a female match.

It is a very hard thing to have no girls. The male dragons, the world's number one single group, are deeply touched by this. They have been single for thousands of years, have no girlfriend, and can't masturbate themselves. Who can stand this kind of life?

Some players discovered the demand for dragons in this regard, so they planned to make "aircraft cups" and "inflatable dragons" and sell them to dragons. Just look at how many dragon vein creatures in the Ao world can understand how much demand for dragons in this regard. If there is a "inflatable dragon" as a wife, who is willing to be strong (beep-) hairless monkeys! Unfortunately, this plan was killed by the system. The system review directly banned the invention and production of such items, and even prohibited players from inducing NPCs to invent such items.

It is obviously a game with "reality" and "high degree of freedom" as its selling points, but this is not accurate, and the game will be over sooner or later!

The dragon has no girls and can't masturbate, so it has to go to (beep--) creatures of other races, and as a result, it has created many dragon vein creatures. If the goblins can't find girls, they will do similar things.

Under normal circumstances, the birth rate of females in the goblin tribe is about one fifth, which means that only one female goblin will appear in the five goblins. However, since male goblins need to be responsible for fighting, the mortality rate has always remained high. Therefore, the situation of more men and fewer women in the goblin tribe is actually not too serious. Most male goblins can also find female matches - after all, goblins do not have a monogamy tradition, so everyone can take turns to go.

But if the male goblins in the tribe have not died in large numbers in battle, then that's bad! Female goblins will not mate during pregnancy, and there is a high probability of dying during the process of giving birth to offenders. As a result, the male-female ratio will become higher and higher, and more and more male goblins cannot find girls to mate. In this case, they will invade females of other races...male behavior. Well, in fact, gender is not important for these guys, as long as it is something that can be inserted.

If the goblins start to invade females and males of other races, then one thing is to say: this goblin tribe has not had a large number of goblin deaths in at least two years.

This is a very dangerous signal. Because this means that the number of this goblin tribe is much larger than that of ordinary goblin tribes!

"It seems that the level of this dungeon is much higher than expected..."

Perhaps because Green stood there for too long, Mitchell, who was standing beside him, finally couldn't help but interrupt Green's thinking: "That...what is wrong with Andre? Could it be that he...has it gone...he's already?"

"Well..." Green woke up from his meditation, "He was fine. He was just a fracture. He was not seriously injured in his body, but he seemed to have suffered a great mental blow."

When Mitchell heard Green's words, his expression became dark.

"Can you tell me what you encountered before?" Green asked the girl.

"I don't know either. Goblin suddenly came out from behind, and Aimee was hit by a flying spear..."

Under the explanation of the girl, Green slowly gained a certain understanding of the previous battle: simply put, a group of rookies stepped into the Goblin ambush, the back row was cut, the mage knelt in seconds, the auxiliary was seriously injured, the sword girl rushed up to want 1V5, but was beaten to death, and then the blind monk... No, it was because the fighting was not good, and she wanted to go up to save the 1V5 teammate, and then gave him a head.

Do you feel that the team-killing process looks familiar? Except for the ADC missing from the crispy list of seconds, the other process is completely the standard rookie team-killing process in DOTA games - the back row is cut, the crispy slim kneels in seconds, the main T rushed up to 1V5, but was 5V1; half meat wanted to save his teammate, but he ended up giving him a head, and finally a supporter was confused. According to the normal process, the next thing should be to spray each other, the spring water was hang up, and 20 shots.

"I said... it's not the first time you've got a dungeon, right?" Green's expression on his face was very subtle after hearing the battle. "Have you not been able to get along with each other before?"

Mitchell: "Andeya and Andre are siblings, and Aimee and I just joined."

The subtle meaning is: Yes, we are just new rookies who have just formed, and we didn’t even go through the most basic running-in to get a dungeon.

Girl, do you know what "you won't die if you don't commit suicide" means?

Green felt like he was a super rookie who saw five people driving black and beaten up by computers.

Green glanced speechlessly at the slutty lying on the ground with a look of indulgence: "Is his sister the one who was bitten to death by the Goblin?"

"Yes."

Green glanced at a pile of meat not far away.

It was a corpse that was bitten to pieces. The body had been divided into many fast, with bones and internal organs everywhere.

The scene in front of me was very bloody, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. However, due to the influence of the demon bloodline, Green not only did not feel any discomfort, but instead felt that the smell was "very fragrant".

"It seems that the demonic bloodline will really affect my mind." Looking at the corpse on the ground, a trace of alert flashed through Green's mind.

In the game, the player is just a bystander. No matter what happens to the game character, the player can plan and arrange it calmly. Now that Green has traveled through time, everything has become real, the influence of bloodline may be much more serious than in the game!

Green shook his head and threw the uneasiness behind him. Looking at the fake girl lying on the ground pretending to be dead, Green thought for a while and squatted down.

"Hey, do you want to avenge your sister?" Green squatted beside the teenager and poked the teenager in the face with his hand. "Don't you want to kill all the goblins to avenge your sister?"

Hearing Green's words, a hint of magic finally appeared on the boy's face.

An indescribable feeling surged in the heart of the boy who was already desperate: "Think!" It was like the words squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth were filled with unforgettable hatred!

Looking at the boy's expression, Green breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that the situation is not too bad. As long as there is hatred in his heart, he can cheer up.

"Then let's kill Goblin and avenge your sister!"

Hearing Green's words, the boy trembled all over, and then a raging flame suddenly burst into his eyes!

"Yeah!" The boy struggled to get up, but he found that his hands were simply unusable, "I, my hands..."

"Ninja Point." Green grabbed the teenager's arm.

"Click!"

"Woo!" The boy let out a muffled groan.

"Well~ I'm broken with my right hand, and I'm afraid it won't be able to use it in the short term, but my left hand is just dislocated, so there's no big problem." Green picked up a piece of clothing from the ground, tore it into a cloth strip, and then used two wooden sticks to fix the boy's right hand. "I'll help you reset the bones, but it's better to find a special priest after returning to the city. By the way, you should be fighting, right?"

The boy nodded silently.

"The right hand cannot be used, so use your left hand to fight with your legs!"

"Yes!" The boy's eyes burned with the flames named hatred.
Chapter completed!