Chapter 143: Who exactly is the violent creature?

Although the violent goblins have poor intelligence, being able to clearly count how many fingers they have is already astonishing wisdom.

But no matter how stupid, they can still tell at a glance where there are more people and where there are fewer.

Thus, upon discovering that humans had begun to gather noisily to attempt a counterattack, they immediately shouted silly cries, urging their companions to join them in rushing over.

Then they happily discovered that this annoying group of humans, when pitted against them, was actually so feeble!

Clearly they hadn't even engaged yet; upon seeing that their side had more people, they immediately began to flee in wild shouts, quite a sorry sight.

However……

These humans' screams are really weird……

"Folks, do you see this? I now have 114514 even 1919810 goblins chasing me behind me!"

"It must be that goblin, wanting to beat me down to my knees, possibly forcing me to go back with them to do Star Rage Power!"

"Wuhu, I'm excited, I'm open-minded, I'm happily running, to protect the chrysanthemum I feel I'm the horseman eh!"

Of course, chasing ahead and running behind, it's certainly not that all goblins can keep up with the main force.

So, from time to time, players send map coordinates in the public channel, inviting idle players to hunt together.

They were wandering in other directions of the team, thinking about how to viciously strangle the clueless lone little green skins.

Thus the goblin army is like a huge cake, while the players are like an elite team of cake chefs.

While some people are hard at work moving things, assistants constantly clean off the cream that has been smeared out.

But metaphor aside, this big cake can still bite people.

Under the goblin warriors' full-force charge, a few players will inevitably make mistakes and get caught accidentally.

"Waaah, audience friends, I accidentally fell down!"

Fortunately, just like many survival games, the game *Code Name: Yangyue* has a built-in suicide option, so they only need to lightly press……

"Yah, don't come over!"

Lightly……

"Sniffle, to be goblin-raped in front of all these folks in the live stream, I'm so pitiful, you guys quickly send gifts."

……

"Eh, folks, how did I end up in the urinal again?"

Ji Ming saw his blood pressure spike, and the backend forcibly arranged a restart for him.

Because they were originally in the outer OB area, the two had already left combat early and arrived at Lake Center Island via the teleportation hall.

The fishing folks had long been stationed here, and with Ge Rui Sen helping provide materials, they had already built a player camp.

From grass huts for rest to stoves for cooking, everything is available, fully able to meet the battle needs of hundreds of players.

Ji Ming helped carry arrows while keeping an eye on the battlefield situation, and in the blink of an eye he saw this thing being born.

Good heavens, a burly bearded man weighing over two hundred jin twisted on the ground like a maggot.

Fortunately, such oddballs are ultimately just a minority; the vast majority of players are still very diligent.

Soon, this cake arrived at the place the players wanted it to come to.

"Goo ah, goo ah!"

After crossing a hill, in the dimness peculiar to the dungeon, the goblins noticed that in the distance darkness there seemed to appear a huge object.

But the humans seemed to have no intention of slowing down or retreating, impartially continuing to flee in that direction.

If they even had a bit of intelligence, they should have realized the situation was wrong—this is a trap.

But having been whipped up into bloodlust, bravery, and high performance, the goblins had no hesitation at all, and they rushed over with a hulala.

Only when they got close did they discover that there was actually a huge lake here.

The lake surface was calm, mist rising, and at the center of the bottomless lake lay a small island, connected to the shore by only a wooden bridge.

At this moment the humans all swarmed onto the bridge to try crossing, but the bridge had many obstacles and other strange things, making them slow no matter how they walked.

Great opportunity, we must catch them!

Immediately, excited goblins strode forward in pursuit, wishing they could tear this damned group of humans to pieces right now.

But the trap doesn't distinguish friend from foe; whatever can block humans can also block them, so the goblins' pursuit speed was greatly slowed.

Normal players would certainly avoid dying once if they could; even if they could reset their level, it would still require effort and waste time,

while the goblins behind are all reckless brutes, the kind that won't stop as long as the target remains, if they haven't caught up.

Now this is good; both sides are like participants in a Wisdom and Courage Rush Challenge, constantly climbing over obstacles, crossing thresholds, passing checkpoints.

Those who can't do it just stand there dazed, stuck in place.

However, overall the advantage still lies with the players, after all they have the ability to teleport directly back to the Holy Hall after leaving combat.

If really impossible, they can simply restart, once and for all, escaping birth.

Thus the goblins' low intelligence at this point became an advantage again—not only did their morale not collapse because of this, but on the contrary, the more they chased, the braver they became.

Until one goblin, while climbing a high wall, accidentally fell into the water.

Hey, goblin bodies are small, so they can float on the water surface.

It floundered for a while, finally discovering this wonderful fact.

It squealed wildly for a while, inciting more companions to jump into the water with it and swim toward Lake Center Island.

However, just as the players repeatedly tested, the little green skins that jumped out of the water were not some frogman squad, but living Buddhas who made nests of their own flesh.

"Fish: I've copied, what day is today, is it a holiday?"

With such a commotion, it's impossible not to be noticed; immediately a large group of carnivorous fish rushed toward the water surface.

As a weak race among the sub-humans, goblins originally stood at the bottom of the food chain.

Faced with this group of aquatic overlords, where could they possibly have any room to resist?

One by one they could only panic, watching helplessly as their companions were dragged into the water one after another.

【Watch closely, this is a live broadcast of an otherworldly giant fish hunting goblins】

How could such an exciting scene be missed? Naturally, players are live‑streaming the spectacle here, and the bullet screen is packed with onlookers.

【I bet the big‑nosed one in the upper right will be the last to die; if I win, I'll turn off the stream and stay up all night studying for the Level 4 exam!】

【Then I bet the one in the lower left whose ear is missing a spot will survive to the end; if I lose, I'll become a catgirl and be mocked by the crowd】

【I think the long‑faced one below is the real lucky guy—go for it, he looks like the big brother who's great at snatching the Nine Tribes】

While the betting board was heating up, a tentacle about half a meter thick suddenly shot out of the water.

【Whoa!】

"Whoa!"

From in‑game to out‑of‑game, from the island to the bridge, it was a sea of "Whoa"s.

The scene was bizarre and shocking, like a sudden appearance of Sadako in a children's play.

Watching several tentacles coil around a few unlucky fools and drag them into the water without hesitation, the onlookers immediately started a noisy discussion.

【A half‑meter‑thick tentacle—doesn't the whole creature have to be dozens of meters long?】

【The largest organisms on Earth are only thirty‑to‑forty meters long; could there be a legendary sea‑monster‑like being in this lake?】

【Wow, scary, brothers, my san dropped a lot; I won't dare fish anymore】

If this were real life, players would never come back to Holy Tree Lake.

But this is in a game, so they're just gathering to rant and watch the fun.

Moreover, objectively speaking, these water predators actually helped the players once.

These carnivorous fish were formidable; every goblin that leapt into the water was slaughtered without exception, turned into fish food, and none dared to gamble any longer.

The goblins' only chance of a counter‑attack was also snuffed out, leaving them to watch helplessly as the players vanished at the far end of the bridge.

"Wua, ribbit, whoosh—!"

The Mad King passed out, leaving the decision to a few goblin warriors.

On the opposite side of the bridge, many players could be seen faintly, along with some makeshift sheds—clearly the settlement of these humans.

If they weren't in a berserk state, they might have disagreed, but under inexorable madness and rage, they quickly aligned on the goal.

—Whatever conspiracies you have, we're numerous anyway!

No more words, troops, launch a full‑scale attack!

Thus the massive goblin army gradually spread out, forming a green ring around Holy Tree Lake.

At least within their perception, they cut off any chance for humans to flee.

What remains is nothing more than catching turtles in a jar!

On the other side of the lake, the players stood on the shore, their moods gradually sinking.

Previously they didn't know how many goblins were in the army, but now, after a few tree‑climbing experts posted screenshots on the public screen, they finally have an approximate figure.

There are one hundred players, but currently a dozen or so are still in the urinal waiting to revive.

As for the goblins, even though they've been picked apart piece by piece, the battle has thinned their numbers considerably.

Yet because they seized many of their kind in the armory and training ground midway, there are still at least three thousand left.

According to Sun Tzu's Art of War, the tactics are: ten to besiege, five to attack, double to divide, the enemy to engage, the few to retreat, the unfit to avoid.

Their numbers are now at least thirty times those of the humans, giving them genuine confidence for a siege.

In the screenshot, countless tiny green things are densely packed, their taut skins flashing with a cold gleam.

From broken branches to sharp stones, they wield various crude weapons, their crimson eyes burning with cunning and cruelty.

Individually they look comically like clowns, but together they exude a strong sense of oppression.

"Even though it's a game, there's still a bit of pressure."

"No problem, learn from Death God; at worst we drop back one level, and after reviving we're still a good man!"

"Family, when I kill the green monkey later, remember to count for me, see who among the players is the most awesome!"

After days of gameplay, the players' minds have become much firmer; seeing this, they didn't retreat but gradually morale rose.

Especially in the gunner's live room, several eye‑catching comments suddenly popped up.

Fan Taozhu: 【I've been watching you for ages, really, the friends in the closed beta are all quite brave, each one a talent】

Fan Taozhu: 【Alright, if you all kill one, I'll tip a hundred; contact me later for the money, consider me, little Fan, a friend to everyone!】

Three thousand times one hundred equals… a hefty bounty of three hundred thousand!

【Fan Shao is mighty!】

【Awesome, truly rich!】

The onlookers immediately started spamming, and some began discussing in the bullet screen.

【Private contact—this time even the platform's cut was bypassed?】

【Individual streamers actually keep two‑thirds of tips, it's really shady!】

Regardless of mood, these are just bystanders' chatter, but the keen ones have already rolled their eyes.

In the vast mundane world, only money never sleeps; what you earn isn't necessarily a good dog, but the nose is always sharp!

Seeing Fan Taozhu's outcome, all sorts of petty thoughts surfaced.

Thus, in the players' live rooms, like bamboo shoots after rain, various official accounts and big V‑users appeared.

Qi E Shipin: 【Dear player, could you enable high‑definition recording tonight? We're willing to pay a high price to buy exclusive rights to your recording tonight!】

Jin Feng Haoweidao: 【Host, I've already tipped two hundred; could you read my highlighted comment later?】

Zhang Qian Peter: 【Hello friend, could you link the mic? I'm a blogger with a million followers, would like to interview you】

Indeed, it truly matches the saying "During the closed beta, everyone is like a dragon."

The official's big pie is still hot, and the pre‑meal dessert is already being shoved into mouths.

The viewers in the bullet comments also woke up as if from a dream.

【Gezi, what are you doing, triggering a classic combo?】

【Damn, a hundred viewpoints; if we get a God‑One cut, we might actually make a fantasy movie out of this!】

【Shit, the commerce department has already rolled out a red carpet; how much does this cost?】

【Wuwuwu, I really don't want to repeat the whole thing about wanting to play Code Sun Moon again…】

【I can only say that the game Code: Sun Moon is full of surprises; even watching a livestream you can witness all kinds of grand scenes!】

Openly and covertly, something is gradually surging—that is the breath of change.

Thus some can vaguely sense that Code: Sun Moon seems to be gradually shedding its game concept, soaring toward an unprecedented level.

But that's all hindsight; watching the backend numbers skyrocket, the last twinge of hesitation in the players' hearts vanished, and they even rallied in reverse.

"Are you kidding? Let the neighbor brother see and think I can't even slay goblins; this little bit is enough for who? Bring another three thousand, three thousand each!"

"Only hate that there are too few arrows, can't shoot you all down!"

"Damn, these goblins aren't empty‑handed, right? Why haven't they attacked yet? Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Fortunately, the players' morale was off the charts, and they didn't wait long; amid continuous howls, a huge horde of goblins rushed toward the wooden bridge.

Although, with Gresen's help, the players set many obstacles on the bridge, the earlier chase had already destroyed half of them.

Moreover, this time, leading the front besides goblin warriors were several towering goblin champions.

Their knotted muscles provided tremendous burst power—pulling out wooden stakes, pushing stone walls with ease, truly a siege‑breaking feat.

Thus, they gradually flattened the obstacles and reached the bridge's center.

But upon arriving here, they entered the range of the players' bows and crossbows.

All players wielding ranged weapons formed a line, and Fu Le stood at the far edge.

"Everyone, stay calm, aim before firing, one shot per target!"

He raised his long sword, descending like the commander of a line infantry.

"Loose the arrows!"

The players released their bowstrings or pulled triggers, and arrows rained down on the goblins.

Thus, the half‑way‑there little green skins still trying to clear the front obstacles suffered the first wave of this battle.

Moreover, Fu Le's purpose was to define an effective attack zone, not to foolishly restrict the players' fire.

So although the intensity of the arrow rain lessened, it never stopped.

Ji Ming has Precise Throw, which could have been mixed in, but he thought better of it; no need to show off.

Instead, he kept in touch with his comrades while watching the battlefield situation.

... Aurora is truly an arrow‑master; her accuracy is the highest.

Goblin after goblin fell from the arrows, their screams echoing through the night sky.

The mud‑people still had a third of their fire left; no one just takes hits without reacting, and indeed some goblins tried to counterattack,

Unfortunately, if they were normal goblins, they could have used slings or similar weapons to boost range and power.

But these zero‑IQ goblins could only do the simple brute‑force of hurling stones.

What followed was the painful fact that the stones fell after only a few meters.

Yet despite heavy losses, the frenzied goblins showed no retreat and kept assaulting the island.

After all, the few slightly clearer‑headed clever little greens were also tossed into the water by the overseeing goblin warriors.

After a few flails, they turned into a puddle of green blood and scattered.

Unfortunately, that's not how the battle works; bravery alone is useless.

History has exceptions, but without top‑tier strategy, genuine courage and martial spirit, facing such terrain advantage and equipment inferiority, only defeat awaits.

One goblin champion, blinded by stray arrows, struggled and fell off the bridge with a splash of the boss's water.

That was premium meat; before it could be devoured, the carnivorous fish fought each other.

In the end, the earlier tentacled monster suppressed everything, gaining the chance for solo experience.

A massive silhouette flashed in the turmoil, dragging the goblin champion into the water.

【Damn, it can't be hundreds of meters…】

When the goblins got a bit closer, Fu Le issued the order to cease fire.

It's not that the arrows are nearly spent, but...

"Bro, save some for the little brother!"

"Old pal, the younger brother also has a mortgage to pay, please let a few through."

"Damn, why do I keep playing VR games and still run into Ma Chao who eats the mid‑lane, unlucky!"

The players without ranged means were already eyes reddened with urgency; if this continues, they'll truly damage the harmony.

Helpless, he could only post a line on the public screen.

【Everyone, let's go together; kill as many as we can!】

Thus the goblins were pleasantly surprised to find the humans' arrow rain finally ended.

"Gua, gua‑ji gua‑ji!"

The pressure of the assault suddenly eased, and even the speed of scaling the wall increased considerably.

Then they understood the reason behind all this, and the underlying cause was truly heart‑warming.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

A human wielding twin blades leapt from the high wall, executing a Jump‑Slash that scattered the goblins attempting to swarm.

Then, without losing momentum, he sprang up, overlapping blades to rush in for a finishing strike, literally stabbing straight into the heart!

"Don't steal my monster!"

Another player swinging a battle axe used a 【Barbarian Rush】, ignoring all defenses, slashing the wooden staff and the goblins together.

Wearing two layers of leather armor, he wasn't scared at all, unless it was an elite goblin; a normal goblin's attack was just a scratch.

These were ordinary players who had earned the "【Sustained Spawn】" buff under heavy rewards; those high‑level players with full names were even more ferocious.

Dozens of people pressed forward with the momentum of hundreds, pushing back the goblins' hard‑won frontline.

The goblin warriors on the shore were stunned—who exactly was the berserk creature?

Finally, when the goblins' casualties exceeded half and they could not even cross the bridge, their frantic retreat triggered a large‑scale rout caused by panic.

At this point even the supervising squad's supervisors were useless; after the defeat, the goblin army's first wave of fierce assault could only be declared a failure.

This battle lost a companion; although his mind was blank, a slight sense of loss appeared in the goblin warriors' hearts.

They gathered together and began a garbled exchange.

Good news: the obstacles on the bridge have almost been cleared, so the next attack will be much easier.

Bad news: losing so many goblins at once means we can't… with the chieft…

Update.

Bad news, the chieftain has awakened.

"Uh… what happened?"

The mad king feels like he died once, only to be hit by a strong stench…

"Sector D!"

That strong smell had lessened a lot, but still surged in his nasal cavity, making him gag repeatedly.

Yet that jolt also snapped him fully awake; the scene before he lost consciousness flashed in his mind.

Hiss…

These humans are truly mad, risking their lives to use such despicable means to disgust themselves!?

He struggled to sit up, only to see the strange expressions on his subordinates.

His heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked,

"What happened after I passed out?"

"Aba aba aba…"

"…"

Helpless, he could only stand on the war chariot and gaze into the distance.

The great lake lay at the shore, massive trees divided the water, the tribe gathered along the bank, forming a green low wall that looked imposing.

Although everyone had become idiots, the good thing was that the dumber they got, the more loyalty rose, making many places much easier.

Faint traces of many artificial markings could be seen on the island upstream in the lake; that should be the settlement of these humans.

"Yo, not bad, actually found it."

"Hehe, with fish and water, easy to defend and hard to attack, they do know how to choose…"

……

His gaze slowly shifted to the very conspicuous bridge.

Darkness flashed before his eyes, and he almost fainted.

These idiots actually dare to gamble on such a situation!?