In the end, except for Hornid, the other lizardmen had to nod and agree to Fangzheng's request. Of course, the main reason was that the appearance of the lizardmen was too intimidating. From this, it could be seen that sometimes it was easier to look scary. At least, Fangzheng did not have to waste his breath communicating with these lizardmen. Otherwise, he really wanted to let the lizardmen bite the idiot leader to death. He really could not stand it anymore.
"Follow them and hide yourselves. Find the Land of Origin and contact me."
Fangzheng gathered a team of cockroaches, Zerglings, Xenomorphs, and Hydralisks. He then gave an order to the Hydralisk leader and cut off the mental connection. He wanted to follow them all the way to see what was going on, but the lizardman named Hornid was really annoying. He seemed to really think that his lizardmen were the "guardians of the royal family" and kept talking nonsense to him along the way. Fangzheng did not expect to meet such an idiot in the main world. In order to avoid being tricked by the other party, he simply cut off the mental connection … Anyway, as long as he was not there, the lizardmen could not understand what the other party was talking about, so he just treated the idiot as a noise source.
Fangzheng also understood why his tribe would throw the idiot out … No one wanted a guy who talked nonsense all day and took his delusions seriously to stay in their territory. If Fangzheng's men also had such delusions that they were the descendants of the royal family of the Lost Kingdom and would one day return to glory sooner or later, Fangzheng would also kick them out.
If it was just pure delusions, it would be cute on a woman, and funny on a man, but the problem was that the lizardman was very serious. He really thought that he was the descendant of the Lost Kingdom. He even did not hesitate to use his own life and the life of his companions to prove it … This made Fangzheng feel a little uncomfortable.
Of course, this was Fangzheng's conclusion from a human perspective. Perhaps the lizardmen had different values from humans, but in any case … he had to observe the situation first.
At the same time, the lizardmen were already on their way home. However, their reactions were naturally not as stable.
"You mean … we really have to bring those terrible monsters back to the Land of Origin?"
While saying that, one of the lizardmen looked back in fear, but there was nothing behind them. Those terrifying monsters were still following them, but they suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Even if we don't want to, what can we do?"
The other lizardman also came to a realization.
"We either die in the mouths of those monsters or go back to the Land of Origin. Do you think we have a third choice?"
"But those monsters are very powerful.... I'm worried that they will harm the tribe...."
The third lizardman was obviously more concerned about his tribe. Although they were 'expendable' thrown out by their tribe, it did not mean that everyone hated their tribe as much as Horned. Although the sudden appearance of these monsters had wiped out the terrifying Chaos creatures and even dispelled the fog that had been shrouding the land, how should one put it ….
After all, the appearance of the Zerg … you know.
"In any case, this is Horned's responsibility."
While muttering, several lizardmen looked at Horned, who was walking at the front. Obviously, the lizardman did not notice the dissatisfaction of his companions. Just as Fangzheng thought, if Horned's chuunibyou syndrome had only driven him crazy, it would have been fine. But in that situation, if not for the fact that the lizardmen were too lazy to deal with them, Horned's arrogance alone would have been enough to kill all of them.
Although they left safely in the end, the lizardmen obviously would not be grateful to Horned because of that.
Not to mention that Horned still thought that it was because of him that the others could escape ….
The Gravel tribe was located deep underground. The tunnels here extended in all directions, and there were no lights or markings along the way. But these lizardmen obviously had the ability to see in the dark, and they were very familiar with the roads here. They twisted and turned as they moved deeper into the underground. They did not make any sound as they walked on the hard ground. Aside from a pair of eyes that glowed faintly in the dark, almost no creature could detect their presence. This was why the lizardmen could survive in the dangerous underground for so long, and why they were unwilling to go to the surface.
But the underground lacked resources.
This was also why the lizardmen risked leaving the underground and went to the surface to search. The underground was too dangerous for them. The places with abundant resources were guarded by powerful underground monsters. The lizardmen, who only had the civilization of a primitive society, had no way to deal with those underground monsters. Therefore, they had to bite the bullet and look for some resources from the surface to maintain their lives.
When they turned a corner again, a glimmer of light finally appeared in front of them.
A huge, cold-toned stone was slanted on a platform not far away, illuminating the gate in front of them. It was made of iron, and it even looked a little rusty. The wall next to it was even more dilapidated. It was a wall made entirely of stones. As for whether it could defend against the enemy ….
Horned was full of energy. He swaggered to the iron gate, stretched out his hand, and knocked hard on the iron gate.
"Open the gate! We're back!!"
"Horned?"
Hearing Horned's shout, a lizardman poked his head out of the gap in the wall.
"How come you're back so soon? Where's your harvest? Didn't you get anything? That won't do. You know the rules of the tribe. If you don't bring back anything useful to the tribe, you're no longer a member of the tribe! "
"…."
Hearing the sentinel's answer, the lizardmen were silent. This was the tradition of the Gravel tribe, and also their rule. The resources in the underground were limited. Unless a person could prove that he or she could be of sufficient "use" to the tribe, they would be thrown out to be collectors until these collectors could bring back something to prove themselves.
But Horned did not seem to care about the sentinel's mockery. He stood proudly at the gate and raised his hands.
"I didn't bring back any resources, but I brought back information that's more important than resources! The curse that shrouded the surface has dissipated! And those terrifying monsters were destroyed together with them! Not only that, but we also encountered a group of aliens. They were willing to submit to me and fight for me! "
"Submit to you?"
Hearing Horned's answer, the sentinel on the wall sneered.
"You're just imagining things. Well, even if they're willing to submit to you, where are the aliens you mentioned?"
Horned did not care about the sentinel's mockery. Of course, he knew that those terrible monsters had the ability to lurk underground. In his opinion, those monsters must be hiding underground not far from him, observing his every move to make sure that he was the master they wanted to serve …. So Horned raised his hands without hesitation and shouted.
"Come out! My servants! Show your figures to this world once again!! "
"… … …"
There was no response.
The surroundings were quiet, as if there was nothing nearby at all.
"Pfft."
The sentinel sneered, then retracted his head and filled the gap with stones again.
"Get lost! The tribe doesn't need useless people like you! Get out! Unless you complete the mission, don't come back!! "
"… … …"
Facing this scene, the other lizardmen seemed to have expected this. Only Horned stood blankly on the spot. He didn't understand what went wrong. Could it be that he hadn't obtained their approval? That's impossible. I passed those trials. Why? How did this happen?
Horned stood in front of the gate for a few minutes, then he suddenly walked to the other side.
"Wait, where are you going?"
"I'm going somewhere. I must have missed something. I know I have something very important to do!"
After saying this, Horned walked into the tunnel without looking back. The other Lizardmen stared at Horned's back and hesitated.
"What now?"
"The elders won't let us in. The rules of the tribe have never changed …"
"Well … I have an idea."
While the Lizardmen were discussing, one of them suddenly raised his hand.
"Since the tribe won't allow us to return, why don't we go to the surface? Maybe we can ask the aliens to allow us to live in their territory, or we can just leave and go somewhere else … The curse has been removed, and the terrible monsters have disappeared. Can't we find a better place to go? "
"That's … true …"
Hearing this, the eyes of the other Lizardmen lit up. Indeed, they could not return to the tribe, but that did not mean they had no way out! They could go to the surface, or even to other areas. As long as they could survive, the environment on the surface might be better than the underground!
But the problem was …
"What about Horned? What about him? "
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