Chapter 2 is going to be cleared by adventurers!

  The rainwater hit the ground outside the cave, making a loud crackling sound. The tree stumps that had been cut down not long ago were already covered with green moss. The rain awakened many plants that had slept for a long time.

  Mo Yan sat at the entrance of the cave, holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth, watching the earth spirit building a wooden fence in the rain. The fire that had been lit due to the dampness cast a glow on Mo Yan's tanned skin. Occasionally, the wind blowing into the cave made the flames flicker. If at this moment Mo Yan held a totem and stared at the flames, saying "The Great Mother Earth is calling you", it would be a perfect vomit-worthy world.

  This is the first time Mo Yan has seen rain in three months since he came to this world. Although from the forest where he was, it should be known that there would not be no rain here, but Mo Yan did not see a drop of rain for three months, which also made him slightly panicked. Fortunately, the rain finally came down.

  Three months is a long time, but it's not short either. At least Mo Yan has spent the past three months teaching the earth spirit attached to him some common sense about life and getting familiar with the surrounding environment. Mo Yan is currently in a cave on the edge of a vast forest, with the cave as the center, there is a mountain peak over 1,000 meters above sea level directly south of the cave, a river that's not very wide to the east, and a human village downstream of the river to the northeast.

  The armor worn by the guards on the low walls of the village, as well as the strange architecture, made it certain that there was no nation known to Mo Yan here. After all, it's unlikely that any race on earth would appear in this strange place where the sky had three different colored moons tonight. These villagers were exceptionally strong, and even the women who didn't look very strong could kill people without batting an eye, completely a standard combat nation. This was the conclusion drawn by Mo Yan after ordering two hundred goblins to charge into the village, then watching as these combat nations used less than twenty minutes to chop all the invading goblins into pieces.

  You can't imagine a scene where an aunt who was just farming in the fields suddenly pulls out a large sword and starts slashing everywhere, while a delicate young girl who was just picking flowers on the grass pulls out a small crossbow from under her skirt and starts shooting everywhere, and an old man with a white beard swings a large hammer, turning a whole earth spirit into minced meat.

  That raid gave Mo Yan a preliminary understanding of the human combat power in this strange place. If those two hundred goblins hadn't been running around creating chaos to cover for other thieving goblins, the battle would have ended even earlier.

  "That village is probably the closest to the forest, right?" Mo Yan continued to chew on the grass root in his mouth, savoring its sweetness. Except for the high mountains to the south that Mo Yan hadn't climbed because he thought it was too much trouble, and the village to the northeast, all other directions within a two-day journey were forest. "Hey! Move the fire further away! It's too close!"

  When Mo Yan gave the order, the Huo Di Jing hastily moved the burning wood a little further away with his hands. Because these Huo Di Jing were allergic to water, they were lucky enough to hide in Mo Yan's specially designed cave. When Mo Yan explored the forest, he was shocked by the many kinds of Di Jing that were everywhere. Mo Yan had never thought that one race could develop into completely adapting to different characteristics of sea, land and air climates, such as the brown tree-climbing Shu Di Jing, the red-skinned Huo Di Jing who feared water but not fire, and the green cave-dwelling Di Jing.

  Although Mo Yan has never seen a desert, he thought that even in the forbidden zone of life, these earth spirits would be everywhere like cockroaches! However, this also solved Mo Yan's labor problem, as the large number and fondness for attaching to powerful demons made them the best coolies.

  For example, the wall Mo Yan is currently building. To enclose a place two hundred meters away from the cave, if there were no more than 1,000 earth spirits that Mo Yan had subdued in the past three months to build it, it would be estimated that even if Mo Yan worked as hard as an ox-headed man until next year, he still wouldn't finish. "Alas...if only I was stronger." Mo Yan sighed as another earth spirit was smashed into a pulp by a log used as building material in the rain.

  In these three months, Mo Yan also saw many strange and bizarre demons, with many being stronger than the Earth Spirit. At first, Mo Yan still wanted to communicate with these guys, but after killing the fifth big one that shouted "Beef!" and pounced on him, Mo Yan gave up this naive idea. Maybe the relationship between demons is just eating and being eaten, anyway Mo Yan didn't want to communicate with those demons who looked and were very weird anymore.

  As a Minotaur, Mo Yan doesn't want to NTR anyone right now. After getting the tools, the first thing he thought of was building a wall around himself, it can be seen that Mo Yan is currently lacking in security. Since coming to this strange world, there are probably not many creatures stronger than him, such as dragons and so on.

  Humans' attitude towards demons is: "A dead demon is a good demon!" While demons' attitude towards demons is: "There's a lone Minotaur ahead, its protein is five times that of beef, and you can eat it even after cutting off its head!" The former wants to kill Mo Yan when they see him, while the latter wants to eat him.

  "Father doesn't want to die!" Mo Yan looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh: "I don't want to be killed by some strange monster or person in this strange place!"

  "Head... head?" The loud cry startled the fire sprites that had packed the originally spacious cave to the brim.

  "Wait for the rain to stop! Immediately give me a new hole next to it!" Not looking at him made Mo Yan angry, thinking that this group of water-averse earth spirits were packed tightly in what was originally a spacious place. A surge of anger rose up in Mo Yan's heart, and two streams of hot air shot out from his nostrils. His scarlet eyes looked ferocious as he said: "I've had enough!"

  "Did you hear that, Aruba?" a Sault warrior asked his companion in a camp deep in the forest.

  "Hmm." Said the warrior called Aruba, with a strange twitch on his scarred face: "It can't be wrong, this is the call of the Minotaur. It shouldn't be far from here."

  "Haha……" The warrior, looking at the strange twitch on Aruba's face, laughed and drank up the honey wine in his horn, saying: "Do you still remember that Minotaur who knocked you off the cliff? Maybe this is that guy reborn, who knows."

  "Then kill him once!" Aruba snatched the horn from the warrior's hand, scooped up honey wine from the barrel in the middle of the tent, took a sip and said: "These scars all over my face will forever remind me not to let go of any cow-headed man!"

  "By the way, Emily still hasn't found her warrior?" The warrior looked at the heavy rain outside the tent and changed the subject to talk about family matters: "She's not young anymore."

  "Alas..." The mention of his sister's marriage also troubled Aruba: "Yes, she is already 20 years old. Girls of the same age as her have children running around in the village. I've told her many times, but she just doesn't like the young men from our village."

  "Perhaps we should take her to the city and have a look?" The warrior suggested: "There are many good young men in the city who are fifteen or sixteen years old, there should be one that's suitable. Emily's waist and chest are so good, she can definitely give birth to a strong warrior."

  "In the city?" Aruba stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Perhaps it's not a bad suggestion, I heard that the Crazy Bear Warrior Corps has recruited many good young men, maybe we can find some from there..."

  Gggg~~~ Just then a strange sound suddenly came from not far away from the tent, stopping Aruba's words.

  "It's another group of little demons." Aruba picked up the battle axe beside him and tried the blade, saying to the warrior who had already drawn his great sword: "Listening to this call, I estimate there are over 200 of them."

  "This is so little that even postprandial exercise can't be counted." The warrior twisted his slightly stiff neck, making a popping sound like beans.

  "Alright." Aruba lifted the canvas flap of his tent and looked around at the grass thicket, laughing as he gazed at the eyes shining with a blue light in the thicket: "Then let's compete, Kurru. One hundred each, whoever finishes last won't get to drink!"

  "Haha!" Kururu said with a big laugh, holding his large sword on his shoulder: "It seems you won't be drinking tonight."

  "Hmph...!" Aruba swung his axe and split a small, inferior demon that had jumped out from the grass into two segments, saying: "I'm now one ahead."

  Kururu shrugged his shoulders and slapped the two small demons that were rushing towards him into pieces, saying: "Now I'm in the lead."

  Rain... has been falling continuously, the sound of rainwater hitting the leaves in the forest is loud and clear, completely covering up the cries of the small demons in the rain. The Satter people have once again begun their rainy season cleaning. ———————————————————————— Please leave many comments and vote for recommendations! The great god Hiei is watching you!