I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 17: Plow the Land for Me

Although Li Mosi couldn't understand what had happened in the cave.

But it's true that the fertilizer has finished fermenting.

Such fertilizers usually do not contain many microorganisms or parasites, so they can be used with confidence.

"What happened?"

"Where's the feces? Why are there so many mud balls on the ground?"

"The hairless mouse is gone! We can go back to pooping now!"

"Let me see too."

After Li Mosi came out, the goblins curiously surrounded him and looked inside the cave.

Zi Yi also looked puzzled, and this only deepened after smelling the earthy scent emanating from the cave.

He asked Li Moss, "Master, is this soil?"

"No," Li Moss shook his head, "this is fully fermented feces."

The old goblin pondered, while Zi Yi's mouth gaped slightly, somewhat incredulous.

Is it possible that some animal replaced its feces with a ball of mud?

What happened this year?

The strong goblin looked at the scene inside the cave, unable to comprehend it.

"Boss, boss."

Suddenly, one of its clever underlings, who could understand human speech, whispered in its ear, "The human said that this is fermented excrement."

It's poop?!

The strong goblin quickly took a few steps back.

You can't just touch poop.

The miasma above can cause illness.

If it gets sick now, then it's really over!

"Although these look like soil, they are much more valuable than soil and even more valuable than ordinary excrement."

Li Mosi explained the specific usage method to Zi Yi.

"Mix these mud balls with water, using a ratio of one part mud ball to ten parts water, and then sprinkle it on the field. This will quickly fertilize the soil. Do you have any extra containers?"

Although he did not fully understand how to use farmyard manure.

But he was still familiar with fermented fertilizer.

This thing is safe and easy to use; it's useful for things like growing vegetables in pots.

Zi Yi said, "We have some empty wooden barrels."

As he spoke, he pressed his palm down, gesturing to show the height of a small wine barrel.

"The wooden bucket can only be used for mixing," Li Moss shook her head. "Do you have any extra bowls? After mixing, we still need to pour it into the fields."

The old goblin nodded: "Yes."

"I'll go get it. Greedy Meat, Cracked Tooth, Big Tooth, Old One-Eyed... you guys come with me."

After agreeing, Zi Yi left with the five goblins.

Soon, he returned here with the goblins.

The goblins brought three small wooden buckets, which were filled with water, leaving less than one-fifth of the space empty.

Li Mosi reached out and made a few noises, and a fat goblin chased away the goblins blocking the cave entrance.

collapse.

It went in with a shovel and came out with a shovelful of dung balls.

Zi Yi pointed to a bucket with a squeaking sound, and the fat goblin poured the dung ball into the bucket.

The originally dark brown, loose dung balls turned black upon contact with water and sank at a visible speed, their outlines gradually becoming blurred in the water.

Zi Yi took a wooden stick and stirred it inside, and the dung balls that had sunk quickly dispersed.

The water in the bucket had turned a slightly yellowish-red color.

The dregs in the water quickly settled, and the clear fertilized water in the bucket emitted a faint earthy fragrance.

"What kind of soil is this? It melted so quickly?"

"It smells nice."

"Relaxed, that's good."

The goblins were somewhat curious about this phenomenon.

Looking at the rising water level, Li Mosi nodded: "That's fine."

Zi Yi turned to the goblins and said, "Each of you find a few guys to carry the buckets and use these wooden bowls to sprinkle the water into the fields. When you're done, bring the buckets back to fetch more water."

"good!"

"Understood."

"You greedy meat eater, give me the shovel."

"Here you go. You two, Scarface and Fast Runner, carry the bucket and get to work for the chief."

"Yes." *2

The goblins around Zi Yi started squeaking and gesturing, leading the other goblins to work together.

"Don't touch these balls! They're fermented shit!"

Suddenly, a loud squeaking sound rang out, and Li Mosi and all the goblins looked toward the source of the sound, including the saintess who was tied up in the distance.

She had just made sure, in a difficult and contorted position, that her clothes were not damaged.

But what is that strong goblin doing now?

The goblins stopped what they were doing and looked down at the "mud ball" on the ground.

"shit?!"

Some goblins were so frightened that they dropped their tools and retreated away from the cave entrance.

"That doesn't seem right?"

Some goblins, recalling what the Stinkhole used to look like, were uncertain.

"This is clearly mud!"

Some goblins loudly retorted, brandishing their tools.

The strong goblin roared, "This used to be a stinking hole, where would the soil come from? Do you think those rats would carry their excrement out and then bring in the soil? A bunch of brain-dead bastards, aren't they afraid of being harmed by the miasma?!"

Upon hearing this, the underling who had originally planned to approach and pretend to work froze, then retreated to the side of the strong goblin.

With one goblin leading the way in backing out, naturally other goblins followed suit.

Some goblins, who already thought the place was full of shit and had long since thrown away their tools and retreated to the side, now gathered around the strong goblins.

That's enough.

The old goblin spoke, diverting everyone's attention.

"This is magical soil that can make crops grow again. If you want to have more food to eat in the winter, do as I say!"

Hearing this, the goblins who had been wavering breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the elders have said so, what else is there to say?

Just do it.

"Idiot, how could this be poop?"

"Keep going, keep going."

"If you're brainless, don't talk nonsense. Just throw him out to hunt."

Most of the goblins continued working.

But the strong goblin was still surrounded by sixteen goblins, who stood there as if their legs were nailed to the ground.

Meanwhile, Li Mosi had just finished listening to Zi Yi's translation and roughly understood what had happened.

Fully fermented manure and fertilizer made from animal carcasses are the same; the only difference is that the raw materials are dirty, but the product is not dirty at all.

The old goblin's statement was clearly an exaggeration.

As for fertilizing itself, the entire clan can mobilize 52 goblins, so they don't need these 17.

But this clearly means they're going to challenge Zi Yi.

The old goblin stroked the wooden staff in his hand, while the strong goblin stared at the staff in the elder's hand.

Just as the strong goblin thought the elder was about to cast a spell, the old goblin turned to look at Li Moss.

"Master, what do you think should be done to resolve this situation?"

This is what Li Mosi was just thinking about.

He countered, "What methods did you use to loosen the soil before?"

"We used iron hoes and plows, but we killed and ate that donkey before..."

As the old goblin spoke, his brow furrowed.

Suddenly, he relaxed his eyebrows again.

"That's a good idea."

Zi Yi understood and ordered the motionless goblins, "Then you can wait by the field."

Upon hearing that they didn't need to touch the "shit," the goblins gathered around the strong goblin quickly dispersed.

The strong goblin also looked smug.

But they were quickly dumbfounded.

"Shall we pull the plow?"