Chapter 204: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Lao Can Tui watched the purple figure walking in.

As the former Big Guy, it keenly noticed that something was wrong with Lin En.

He was not a Fart Spirit, nor like an ordinary Beastman.

Those purple eyes made it feel uneasy, and this unease did not come from the threat emanated by its own kind.

"You... what exactly are you?"

But its question would never be answered.

Lin En simply raised his blade, the blood on it not yet dry, gleaming with a dark green light in the morning light.

Behind him, countless purple phantoms charged out.

Outside the Outpost, the sun was rising.

The Pasture was full of corpses and bloodstains everywhere, and the Fart Spirits were cleaning up the aftermath everywhere, counting the spoils of war.

All the Green Skins in the entire Pasture knew that things had changed here.

From now on, the peak of power would no longer be Beastman overseer Lao Can Tui, but an ordinary Fart Spirit.

And the emerging Beastman clan behind it.

After a night of deep thought, Lin En made a decision.

"Yaduoduo, from today on, you will be the Patriarch of the Fire Shadow Clan."

Yaduoduo was shocked, eyes wide, and the Stew Pot in its hand fell to the ground.

"What? Me?" It pointed at its own nose, its voice changing pitch.

"One against seven, are you joking? I can't even manage a cadre well, how can I be Patriarch?"

Lin En shook his head: "You manage quite well."

"But I, I'm just a Fart Spirit!" Yaduoduo was anxious.

"Have you ever seen a Fart Spirit be Big Boss? Why would those Ork Boyz listen to me?"

"I'm not even as tall as their waists!"

Lin En squatted down, meeting Yaduoduo's gaze.

He rarely looked at this little thing so seriously.

"Because I believe in you." He said.

Yaduoduo's mouth opened again, but this time it said nothing.

Lin En continued: "I know what you're thinking."

"You're thinking, you're not strong enough, not smart enough, not ruthless enough."

"But Yaduoduo, being Big Boss doesn't require those; being Big Boss requires Human Hearts!"

"Those workers are willing to follow you because you gave them Wages and fed them."

"Those Beastmen are willing to follow you because I am behind you, and I am willing to follow you..."

Lin En paused there, then spoke again:

"Yaduoduo, are you willing to create a new great clan with me?"

Yaduoduo did not answer him, but instead lowered its head.

It did not feel worthy of this Generic Office; in its eyes, it was always just a luckier Fart Spirit.

Lin En did not urge it, but slowly said: "Then let me tell you a story."

The underlings around pricked up their ears, even Dou Dou and them gathered around, squatting on the ground, like a group of children waiting to hear a story.

"Long, long ago, there was a group of guys called Dwarves who occupied the Mountains."

They had advanced technology and great strength, and were enemies generation after generation with the Green Skins in the Mountains.

And the protagonist of the story was born in the Mountains; it was born short, and even mocked by its own kind as Little Mouse.

In an accident, it rescued a Cave Shugog.

This Little Shugog later grew into a giant, and in a desperate situation, rescued it from fire and water.

Afterwards they became the best partners.

Later it worked as an information broker in the Mountains, was betrayed by allies and exiled, and finally personally killed its enemy, unifying all Green Skins around the Mountains.

Finally, it set an ambush in a Valley and annihilated the Dwarf army, historically known as the 'Giant Mouth Battle'.

In this battle, it completely made its Name Number known, and people called it Mountain War God.

And the situation between Green Skins and Dwarves was rewritten by it; from then on, the Green Skins tightly blocked the Dwarves inside the Ice Cold City.

Until later, its pet died in battle, and it itself lost the will to fight, finally disappearing in the Mountains.

It was a Legendary Fart Spirit beyond doubt, relying on its own Wisdom and cunning, becoming the King of the Mountains that originally belonged to the Dwarves.

Making the Dwarves ashamed for this, and letting the Fart Spirits have their own legend.

The Fart Spirits and Green Skins around were happy for their friendship when hearing its and Shugog's story.

Hearing that it was backstabbed but did not fall, instead personally killing the enemy, they clapped and cheered.

When Lin En said it became famous in one battle and was crowned King of the Mountains, the Green Skins all fell into fantasy.

What majesty it was, a Fart Spirit called Little Mouse could actually become such a legend.

Finally hearing that after its battle pet died, it lost the will to fight and faded away from the world.

All were heartbroken and shed tears.

Yaduoduo was also inspired by this story; it stood up and dusted itself off.

It picked up the stew pot that had fallen on the ground, blew on it, and stuffed it into its mouth.

It did not know if it could become a legendary warboss like Little Mouse in Lin En's words.

But Little Mouse's story did give it a lot of confidence; how could it not be worthy of being this patriarch?!

"I'll do it," it said, chewing the stew pot, its voice muffled but very firm.

"I'll be this patriarch."

"That's more like it!" Lin En laughed.

"But I have a condition," Yaduoduo said, raising a finger.

"You be the vice patriarch, you make the decisions on big matters, and I'll handle small matters."

"What counts as big matters?"

"Fighting counts as big matters, seizing territory counts as big matters, everything else counts as small matters."

Lin En looked at Yaduoduo; this grot was indeed reasonable. "Deal."

Yaduoduo extended a hand, and Lin En took it.

The underlings around them cheered, although they did not know what had happened, but since Big Boss was happy, they were happy too.

Dou Dou also grinned, slapping its thigh, shaking the few farts beside it so much they staggered left and right.

Lin En's thought was actually very simple.

He supported Yaduoduo not only to deceive others, but also to more easily bluff his way through when facing other Green Skin high levels.

Green Skins themselves were also a resource, a war resource that could infinitely regenerate for the Bug Race.

He wanted to perfectly control this resource, so naturally he needed to support a "warboss" who obeyed him.

And Yaduoduo was the most suitable fart spirit he had ever seen.

Ambitious, smart, principled, and knew how to be grateful.

This kind of fart spirit was ten thousand times easier to control than those beastmen who only knew how to fight.

After Lao Can Tui died, the entire pasture lost its backbone.

Those remaining beastmen were leaderless, with those wanting to run or cause trouble everywhere.

Yaduoduo brought the beastmen of the Fire Shadow Clan to "visit" them one by one.

They beheaded those who were disobedient on the spot, recruited those who were wavering, and chased down those who wanted to run and beat them up.

In three days, there was no second voice left in the pasture.

Lin En was not idle either; he went to that abandoned fence again and had Lena awaken several hundred more Ork Boyz.

Those newly hatched beastmen put on purple ninja robes, wore forehead protectors, picked up weapons, and were organized into teams.

Plus the remnants of Lao Can Tui's forces that were recruited, the Fire Shadow Clan's strength rose from over one hundred thirty to over one thousand.

One thousand beastmen in purple clothes standing together—that sight was enough to make one's heart turn cold just by looking at it.