Chapter 267: Steve
"Boom!"
With a massive explosion, the shockwave kicked up a great amount of dust and debris. The courtyard walls and the house where Fang Mo was located were demolished, leaving a huge crater in the ground. Caught off guard, Fang Mo got a mouthful of sand. Fortunately, his current strength was strong enough to avoid injury from such a blast.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
"Damn!"
Spitting out the sand, Fang Mo couldn't hold back any longer. He immediately drew out his Manyullyn Sword: "You damn goblins are practically asking for death..."
However, as the dust settled, there was no sign of goblins.
All that was left on the ground, aside from the deep crater from the explosion, were a few narrow caves. These goblins were clever enough to dodge the explosion swiftly.
It was a good thing that these goblins were brought out from MC by Fang Mo and their loyalty to him had been forcibly maxed out. So, not long after the explosion, they poked their heads out from underground, sneaking up with mischievous grins, and stood again in front of Fang Mo.
"Master, hehehe..."
The group of goblins cheekily approached him, chattering excitedly: "This is what we're good at."
"I've already seen that," Fang Mo wiped his face. "You all are quite talented. So, what about those explosive packs? Do they regenerate automatically?"
"They are our own creation, master," the goblins explained. "When we were living in the tombs, we accidentally discovered the formula to make these things. They're much more effective than pickaxes for attacking enemies, so we usually carry some with us to ambush our foes when they're not paying attention, hehe... It's so much fun!"
"Oh, so they don't regenerate?"
Fang Mo nodded subconsciously upon hearing this.
In the game, the goblins would sneak TNT near players when they were not paying attention, light it, and then quickly escape. Fang Mo was quite surprised that this mechanism had been brought into reality.
But it seemed that only the 'mechanism' itself had been brought out.
As for the TNT, it didn't seem to regenerate infinitely like in the game; once used up, they had to figure out how to make more themselves, a detail surprisingly in line with reality.
"Hehehehe"
Seeing Fang Mo lost in thought, the group of goblins began to snicker again. They squinted and smirked at Fang Mo: "Master, the goblin clan is willing to serve you forever. Please command us as you wish, hee hee"
"Not like that, can you stop laughing like this?"
Fang Mo couldn't help but say.
"Okay, master, as you command." The goblins were quite obedient. Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, they immediately agreed but couldn't help trembling just a few minutes later.
"Hee...hee hee..."
The goblin apologized to Fang Mo while snickering, "Master, sorry, I couldn't hold it back... hehe!"
Hearing the villager's explanation, Fang Mo subconsciously nodded: "Do you remember being thrown into the Tinker' Construct Furnace to be refined into a gemstone while alive?"
"It seems I have some impression of that."
The villager tilted his head: "But... I don't have any bad memories or feelings about it. On the contrary, if it pleases you, Master, I would willingly endure it for a thousand years more. After all, that is my only purpose of existence."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo also felt somewhat relieved.
It seemed that these MC mobs were only granted life after being materialized in reality, like a cluster of data endowed with intelligence. The world's rules forcibly transformed something that did not exist into a living being with a soul.
This was actually good news for Fang Mo.
Before being materialized, all MC mobs were just a mass of nothingness, data without real emotions, memories, souls, or self-awareness. MC is a world of one person, where everything around is a false creation to make that person happy, just simple 'settings' of MC rules.
Fang Mo could still create production lines or kill monsters in the MC world.
As long as he materializes them with goodwill towards these MC mobs, what happens in the game... even these mobs themselves don't care.
MC Mobs: You just go ahead and build your power generation device; we love to see you happy and excited.
After heaving a sigh of relief,
Fang Mo then materialized several villagers.
Their appearances were different; some were handsome blond, blue-eyed men, and others were middle-aged women with black hair and eyes. Fang Mo observed and found that their appearances seemed random, with any ethnicity possibly appearing.
Fang Mo even materialized a dark-skinned villager who was a simpleton.
Of course, by simpleton here, it means in the game context - a villager with no profession, unable to trade, not that he is mentally deficient.
This villager had no problems with normal communication; he just lacked a means of livelihood.
Yes, the villagers materialized by Fang Mo all had innate professional abilities. The leatherworker said he could make various leather bags, armors, belts, and such.
The priest immediately recited the Bible backwards for Fang Mo, full of blessings from the deity.
However, it's worth mentioning that although these villagers were no different from normal humans, they had a hidden quirk: they really loved emeralds. The moment Fang Mo took out an emerald, their attention was immediately captured, almost drooling, as if they would do anything for emeralds.
Seeing the behavior of these villagers, Fang Mo was somewhat surprised, and quickly an idea popped into his /Bleam
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