Chapter 940: Drill slowly

However, less than ten seconds after the protection, the Moonlight Scepter was snatched away again.
This time it was Barbara who took the scepter.
The first second after Barbara got the scepter, she put her little nose close to it and sniffed it twice.
Then he tightened his small nose, his face looked ugly, and he muttered, "It smells bad..."
Only then did the fairy patriarch come to his senses. She looked at her empty hand and then at Barbara with an ugly expression, wishing to cry without tears.
She didn't ask Barbara to return the scepter to herself, but let Barbara play with it. She just stared at the scepter in Barbara's hand and refused to remove it, her eyes were full of tension.
I know that the fairy patriarch is afraid that the moonlight scepter will be broken by Barbara, but he is reluctant to preach to this cute, lively and innocent girl, so he can only stare at the scepter with his eyes all the time.
I curled my lips, walked to Barbara, leaned down, and said, "This is a very valuable thing. Give it back to the patriarch's grandmother."
"Don't!" Barbara put the Moonlight Scepter in her arms, hummed her little nose, and said, "I haven't played enough yet!"
"Hey, return the scepter..."
I was planning to continue to induce her, but was stopped by the fairy patriarch: "It doesn't matter. If she wants to play, let her play, and give it back to me if she is tired."
"Grandma is so nice~" Barbara smiled, and then she turned to me and made a heavy nasal sound at me: "Huh!"
Then, Barbara and Remy went to play with Moonlight Scepter.
I was rather helpless, rubbed my temples, shook my head and smiled bitterly.
If you want to play, just play it. Anyway, I even tried to use it as a chisel in the tomb. The surface of the floor tiles was broken. It was still intact. Even if the two girls went overboard, they would never be better than me. Isn’t it strong?
Speaking of, I haven't mentioned it to the fairy patriarch when I used the scepter to beat the ground, but seeing how Jingui this scepter looks like she is now, let this matter go away with the wind.
After this, I made sure that no one else found it, sneaked into another space and met with the goblin team.
It was almost late at night, and the members of the Goblin Squad were still working hard, and all of them seemed energetic.
After the captain saw me, he greeted everyone to stop their work and paid tribute to me in a neat line. I waved and asked, "How long have you had no rest?"
When the captain heard this, he was startled, and an embarrassed expression followed on his pale green face: "This...we..."
"Report truthfully."
"Yes, Master An Xiaoyi!" The captain frowned first, then sighed, and said, "I haven't rested for two days."
"Didn't I say that you should rest on time?" My expression became very serious: "You are my trump card, the elite I left behind. If you do not get a good rest and you fall ill, then But a very serious matter!"
"Yes..." The captain and other goblins lowered their heads, looking ashamed.
After that, I felt relieved, sighed, and said: "I have seen your serious attitude and positive emotions towards work, and I respect and admire them very much, but the body is the capital of the revolution. If you are exhausted due to long hours of high-intensity work, it will not be worth the loss, you know?"
"...Yes!" The captain replied that my voice trembled. At this time, I noticed that the eyes of all the goblins were filled with crystal tears. Are they crying?
"You... why are you crying?" I curiously asked.
"We are so excited to have such a respectable and considerate subordinate...
All the goblins covered their eyes and started crying at the same time.
Me: speechless, ashamed.
I have long known that goblins are a race that is easily emotional, hot and cold, and fickle, but I never thought that their mood swings would be so great, just a few simple words of comfort, they can turn into Such a scene.
This kind of excitement lasted for about half an hour, and the goblins gradually returned to their original state, and the team leader reported to me the results of the recent work.
Looking at the puppets as tall as a tree house in front of me, I couldn't help but marvel at it.
Last time, there were only 60 unfinished puppets. This time, the number of puppets has increased to 90, and they are completed!
"Awesome!" With a thumbs up, I praised the goblins.
The captain proudly said: "They are indeed our proud masterpieces!"
"I agree with you!" As I said, I stroked one of the puppets, then turned to ask the captain, "Can you tell me what they make you feel proud of?"
"Yes!" The captain said, looking at the puppet I was stroking, and said: "The one you are stroking now is our battle puppet. The last time you came to watch it, they were not finished, and it is not good. Estimate its combat effectiveness. This time, we roughly estimated its combat effectiveness. Without weapons, it may defeat level 5 adventurers, and if equipped with weapons, it may fight level 7 adventurers. level!"
Seventh-level adventurer...In other words, I am no more than an eighth-level adventurer.
"How did you estimate its combat effectiveness?" I asked.
"We got it by comparing with the puppet data of Fort Witchcraft," the captain said: "But I am just theoretical data and cannot be used as the only standard."
"Well, I understand what you said" I said: "However, before I have experienced a battle, any data is just imagination. Although I believe in your conclusions, I am more eager to draw a better one by fighting with me. Standard result."
"My lord, are you going to fight this puppet?" the captain asked.
"Next time," I said, "I didn't bring weapons today."
After that, I praised the goblins again, got up and walked towards the portal, intending to leave this space. Just as I was walking outside, a small head came in. I couldn’t avoid it and collided with it. Hit the nose.
After two steps back, I covered my nose and felt the burning pain in my nasal cavity. Tears almost came out.
What a hard head...
As soon as she raised her eyes, Phoenix's little head poked in. She blinked and saw me suddenly. Then she was surprised, swished in from the portal, ran to my side, and said nervously: " Xiaoyi, are you okay?"
Seeing her look like a pity, I couldn't get angry anyhow, so I had to pinch my nose, urn soundly and said: "It's okay, just drill slowly next time you see the portal."
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