Chapter 40 (continued)

The little Demon Wolf suddenly became happy, jumping from left to right and then from right to left, yelling, "Awoo--"

Xie Juanhan watched it hopping around and tripping over things, then pushed away its enthusiastic licking. "Wait, don't lick me, I'm going to get some fertilizer."

The little Demon Wolf excitedly wagged its tail wildly and nudged him with its head, "Awoo! Woo--"

"Alright, alright." Xie Juanhan patted the little Demon Wolf's bottom reassuringly. "It's alright now."

Little Demon Wolf: "Waaah."

The Orange Sweet Shoot have grown back, and Xie Juanhan plans to take some time to teach the Goblin a lesson.

This will prevent them from becoming emboldened and stealing again next time.

Therefore, even though he had bought the rune templates for Goblin and Demonic Beast from the Star Market, he didn't install them.

He waited until the Goblin had stolen twice before pulling Telingewei aside to set a trap for Goblin.

It's already the second half of the month.

The crescent moon was very dim, with almost no moonlight.

The two dragons concealed their auras, avoided the little Demon Wolf, and walked into the Orange Sweet Shoot field, ready to start working.

The little Demon Wolf was particularly alert and kept a close watch on the crops on the ground.

However, the Goblin, using the mud as cover and possessing magic, always managed to steal successfully.

The little Demon Wolf sniffed the soil every day, but couldn't detect the scent of the Goblin.

This made the Goblin even more smug.

The damage to Orange Sweet Shoot is becoming increasingly severe.

Xie Juanhan uprooted several Orange Sweet Shoot in a row, cutting off their roots and stems.

"Impressive." Xie Juanhan held the Orange Sweet Shoot up to his eyes, impressed. "Originally, Orange Sweet Shoot -Orange Sweet Shoot should be harvested once they're ripe, Goblin keep cutting them down, almost forcing them into becoming a multi-crop crop."

Watching him carefully set the trap, Telingewei whispered, "You're quite skilled at setting traps."

Xie Juanhan quickly tied a knot in the transparent rope beneath him. "You mean this? This is a required subject where we live."

Back then, when the elders of the clan took them to the forest to catch forest rats, they said that if they accidentally ended up in a place with relatively scarce resources, setting traps to catch small creatures was the best option.

That means it doesn't require too much physical or mental effort.

The reusable traps also allow the dragons to slowly store up some food even in the worst-case scenario, ensuring their survival for future explorations.

The young dragons at the time didn't take it seriously.

If resources become scarce, what mood would one have left to slowly hunt forest rats?

Xie Juanhan didn't take it too seriously, but with the elders keeping an eye on them, they still obediently learned it.

I never imagined I could use it for revenge.

Xie Juanhan didn't complain about being tired at all. He directed Telingewei to set traps under almost every intact Orange Sweet Shoot.

After setting it up, he even added a little Dragon Power to the Orange Sweet Shoot to make them grow more appealing.

Xie Juanhan stood up, glanced at the sky, and squinted. "The Goblin come to steal Orange Sweet Shoot every day or two. They should be here today. Shall we keep watch over them?"

Telingewei naturally had no objections.

They hid on the other side of the woods, patiently waiting for the Goblin to arrive.

They waited until midnight.

The two dragons patiently crawled in the forest, barely making a sound, let alone chatting.

Telingewei turned to look at Xie Juanhan, who was lying next to him, several times.

He rarely saw this side of Xie Juanhan.

As the two waited patiently, a sound gradually came from the farmland, which then grew louder and louder.

"Squeak--"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Squeak! Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

Xie Juanhan's spirits lifted, and he immediately squatted down to look ahead.

There were a few "whoosh" sounds as the rope snapped.

The Goblin, who had come to steal Orange Sweet Shoot, were caught in a fixed lasso and suddenly pulled out of the soil, hanging them under the branches and leaves of the Orange Sweet Shoot.

The little Demon Wolf, who was fast asleep, heard the noise immediately, rolled over and stood up, howling frantically in their direction: "Awoo--Awoo--"

The Goblin, hanging upside down, panicked and struggled desperately, causing the ropes and Orange Sweet Shoot stalks to sway back and forth. "Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The Goblin dug their claws out of the soil, trying to rescue their companions. "Squeak!"

Xie Juanhan threw a blast of cold air from afar, freezing all the Goblin who weren't bound by ropes onto the branches.

The Goblin struggled but couldn't break free, crying out in terror, "Squeak!"

The little Demon Wolf also saw Xie Juanhan and Telingewei. The little guy, who had been pacing back and forth warningly, finally mustered up his courage, ran over, and roared at the Goblin as a warning.

However, its roar still carried a childlike, babyish tone.

"Alright, alright," Xie Juanhan, rubbing the wolf's head. "Don't yell."

The little Demon Wolf licked its lips, still unable to contain its excitement. "Awooo!"

The Goblin had spotted the two dragons. They couldn't break free, nor could they escape; they were left either frozen or hung up, cursing the dragons. "Squeak squeak squeak!"

The Goblin still used very foul language.

Xie Juanhan was able to hear most of it by relying on his mental power.

But this time he wasn't angry at all.

"You guys are still pretty energetic in the middle of the night, huh? No wonder you're called the shady dirt thieves."

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

"Tsk, what's the use of cursing me? Now you're all in my hands. Twenty-three Goblin, did you send out the whole Goblin?"

"Squeak!!!"

"Who said I wouldn't dare kill you? It's just that Telingewei is soft-hearted and didn't let me do it before. Do I look like a merciful dragon to you?"

"Squeak?! Squeak--Squeak--"

Xie Juanhan walked forward, and the closer he got to the Goblin, the more frightened they Goblin.

Just as he was about to reach the Goblin.

One of the Goblin let out a miserable squeak, rolled its eyes, and started urinating, completely terrified.

The little Demon Wolf was startled and took two steps back, afraid that the urine would spill on it.

It even instinctively grabbed Xie Juanhan's clothes and dragged them backward.

Xie Juanhan: "..."

He glanced at Telingewei, as if to say: How can these guys be so fragile?

Telingewei returned the look with his eyes: They're that fragile. One hit and they're dead, but you can scare them half to death even without hitting them.

Xie Juanhan said sternly, "Fainting won't help. I said I'd deal with you."

The Goblin continued to scream, "Squeak!"

Xie Juanhan commanded the little Demon Wolf: "Moli, go and fetch me a thick tree branch."

Without hesitation, the little Demon Wolf turned and ran off to pick branches in the woods.

However, Telingewei gently tugged at Xie Juanhan's clothes from behind.

Xie Juanhan turned to look at him. "Hmm?"

Telingewei paused, then said in a low voice, "Or should we use a thinner stick to whip it?"

The Goblin, still lucid, were staring longingly at Telingewei. Hearing his words, they cried out even more pitifully, "Squeak, squeak."

And the Goblin cried out in fear, "Awooo!"

The little Demon Wolf quickly ran over with a branch thicker than its wrist in its mouth.

If it weren't so small that it couldn't carry a thicker branch, it probably would have dragged an even thicker one over.

"Squeak!" The Goblin screamed in terror, writhing and twisting inside the ropes, huddling together with their companions.

Xie Juanhan took the branch and slapped his hands twice. "Now you're scared? Too late!"

The Goblin almost all burst into tears. "Waaah."

Xie Juanhan called to Telingewei, "Tie them together in a string."

Without asking any questions, Telingewei used the ropes they had used to set the trap to tie all the Goblin together in a string.

Xie Juanhan didn't hit them with branches, but instead hung them on branches, like garlic hanging in front of someone's house.

The little Demon Wolf licked its lips with a hint of regret when it saw that Xie Juanhan had only hung the Goblin up and wasn't really going to beat them.

The Goblin were hanging upside down, crying uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down their faces, even onto their companions.

Xie Juanhan originally only intended to hang them on a thicker tree nearby.

I was a little disgusted to see them wet the soil underneath in just a short while.

Finally, Xie Juanhan carried the branches and hung them in the woods, in the designated composting area.

That way, it doesn't matter if they shed tears, snot, or pee their pants from fright.

The compost pile contained bird droppings, Companion Beast droppings, and some kitchen waste.

It's fermented now and smells a bit foul.

Xie Juanhan hung them on the branches above the manure pile.

The stench of the fertilizer made them roll their eyes back.

Several Goblin waved their short arms and legs, struggling desperately, "Squeak squeak."

However, Telingewei's binding technique was also very good.

No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't break free.

On the contrary, due to the nature of ropes, the more they struggle, the tighter they are bound, and the more uncomfortable they feel.

The Goblin finally stopped crying and cursing.

They cried loudly, begging Xie Juanhan to hang them in another place.

Xie Juanhan showed no reaction.

They then pleaded with Telingewei, who was standing nearby, and looked at Telingewei with pleading eyes.

If it's a cute little one, such a request might even soften one's heart.

But these Goblin looked exactly like rotten potatoes.

Hearing them shouting, Telingewei silently hid behind Xie Juanhan.

Xie Juanhan hadn't expected them to back down so quickly, and he almost laughed in exasperation, "Go ahead and curse, why aren't you cursing anymore?"

The Goblin: "Waaah."

Seeing that they were truly wilted from the smoke, Xie Juanhan waited a while, then took pity on them and hung them on the other side.

That is, above the pile of silt he created.

The silt is also being composted, but it only smells slightly fishy, not foul.