Two and a half hours after the goblin rampage broke out, Yuan Zhu, far away in Running, finally found Yuan Tang crouched in a corner, hand-drawing a terrain map of the [Warehouse District] and roughly sketching the spheres of influence of the different gangs—along with her utterly presence-less accessory of a little brother.
Seeing that Little Miss had, at some unknown point, mastered yet another new skill on her own, Yuan Zhu merely kept praising his own torch-bright eye for talent in his heart. He had found himself a top-tier little beast of burden!
In the third hour of the goblin rampage, after Yuan Zhu arrived at the [Frog Factory], he saw Nie Yin, who had come after hearing the news. Without him needing to speak first, she briefly summarized the entire situation.
As of the moment he returned, a total of nineteen Eggplant Goblins had died in battle. In addition, one had taken advantage of the chaos to defect, burrowing into the wetland wilderness even farther out around the [Frog Factory], and could not be retrieved for the time being.
What made Nie Yin sense something even more abnormal was that after Yuan Zhu and his group drove into the outer area of the [Frog Factory], those Eggplant Goblins that had originally fallen into a violent, restless state, showing faint signs of mental loss of control and liable to undergo even deeper distortion at any moment, all calmed down one after another, returning to reason and becoming docile and obedient.
They were like guard dogs howling madly at strangers, only to suddenly stop barking one step ahead the instant they heard their master's footsteps, then begin wagging their tails into propellers.
When Yuan Zhu carried a string of Eggplant Goblin corpses back to Workshop No. 1, in less than