Chapter 18

The biggest problem preventing the Elven and Dragon races from ruling the world is actually their low fertility rates.

Whether it's the Elves or the Dragons, their population numbers are vastly smaller compared to humans.

Although their individual strength far surpasses that of humans, and the number of super-strong individuals is much higher, the world is too vast. Even if they truly occupied it, they wouldn't have the ability to control it.

There are races with fertility rates that can match humans, such as the Goblins.

It's worth noting that among so many races, including humans, they are all divine creations. Only the Dwarves and Goblins are native to Plandar.

The Goblin race, like the Dwarves, are small in stature and enjoy scientific research, but they are a tragic race that has suffered for millennia.

Unlike the Dwarves, Goblins have ambition and strength. They had a chance to rule the world, but they overplayed their hand. According to historical records, the ancestors of the Goblins accidentally blew up their homeland during an experiment. It is said that the current continental layout of Plandar is due to that explosion.

This explosion set back Goblin civilization by several thousand years and also affected their old friends, the Dwarves. From then on, the two races became bitter enemies and never spoke to each other again.

The Goblins worked hard to catch up and finally rebuilt their technological tree. However, their chaotic nature led them to choose the wrong side during the First Chaos Invasion War. Their homeland was flattened by a coalition of other races, and they had no choice but to admit defeat.

For the next six hundred years, the Goblins lived in humiliation. During this time, they were considered pests, and everyone wanted to get rid of them. Finally, after enduring humiliation and secretly accumulating strength, they were ready to make a comeback. However, in the year 683 of the Order Calendar, the Second Chaos Invasion War arrived.

This time, the Goblins didn't make the same mistake. They joined the coalition of races and were determined to use their explosive art to wash away their past shame.

The Goblins' plan was very successful. In the Second Chaos Invasion War, they successfully shed their shameful past and were once again accepted as one of the intelligent races of Plandar.

When the world was at peace, the Goblin leader breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was time to use the art of explosions to show who really ruled Plandar!

However, at this point, the Goblins bitterly realized that the tide of ruling the world had already passed them by.

The Dwarves and Gnomes retreated into the Ambrosia Mountains, focusing only on mining and ignoring world affairs.

The Elves retreated into the Emerald Forest to enjoy life.

The Orcs, according to the pre-war agreements, received half a continent and established their own empire.

The Dragons continued to hide in the deep mountains and forests, living as hermits.

The Naga and Merfolk returned to the deep sea, and no one knew what they were doing.

It seemed that the world was within reach?

You forgot about humans!

Those damned, despicable humans pulled off a grand deception!

Without anyone noticing, they had already planted their flags all over the world. When the other races returned to their own affairs, the humans naturally took over the world!

When the Goblin King saw the situation, he spat blood and died on the spot. So many races had fought and died to protect Plandar, but in the end, the humans reaped the biggest benefit. Who could bear it?

Since then, the relationship between Goblins and humans has been cold. This cold attitude only changed with the appearance of the current Goblin leader, Rives Goldtooth.

Rives Goldtooth is a legendary figure among Goblins. He lost his parents at a young age and survived alone in the wilderness for ten years. Later, he was captured by humans and became a slave, spending the next ten years as a slave to a tax collector.

During these ten years, he had the opportunity to learn human writing and books. At the time, Rives keenly realized that what he was learning could change his life.

So he devoured all the knowledge he could, and during a journey, his master was killed by an enemy, but he managed to survive. Rives returned to the Goblin community with his master's belongings and soon proposed a famous theory that remains the first rule of Goblin behavior to this day.

Gold coins decide everything!

With gold coins, even the gods can be bought (the temple selling holy water was unfairly targeted)!

Rives personally proved the correctness of this theory. He started with over a hundred gold coins left by his human master, selling small, medium, and large bombs made by Goblins.

Gradually, he became a super tycoon, and the name Rives, the arms dealer, became famous even in human lands.

In this process, he became the leader of the Goblins, and his words became the guiding principle of the Goblins—strength will eventually run out, but gold coins will never run out!

To this day, the Goblins have transformed from a race that everyone wanted to beat to the owners of the largest chain bank in Plandar—the Star Diamond Bank. Everyone treats them with respect.

What? You ask about the bank's credibility? Why doesn't anyone rob the bank?

Sir, don't joke...

Because the other half of the bank's shares belong to the Dragons.

With the Dragons as guarantors, do you still worry about the bank's safety and credibility?

Their business naturally grew larger and larger.

Partnering with the Dragons to run a bank, this level of business is currently unique in Plandar, with no competitors.

Actually, all this is to say that the reason humans rule the world is not a lack of competitors, but that the competitors have had extremely bad luck!

Now, these competitors, realizing they can't confront humans directly, have started a higher-level currency war, while the humans are still fighting each other to the point of brain damage...

If this continues, it won't be long before Plandar truly becomes a Goblin-ruled world...

Seeing this alien, Brian, Tang En's mind was filled with thoughts, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He smiled and said, "The earth is always beneath our feet, my friend. May your beard be as lush as the Tree of Life."

Brian immediately jumped up, beaming, "By the name of my beard, no one who can say that is a bad person! May the Goddess bless the Earthborn, human, I'm sure you're not one of them!"

The Earthborn refers to the Dwarves themselves. Due to their short stature, humans gave them the name Dwarves, but now they can accept this name, and some even call themselves Dwarves. However, in prayers or formal occasions, they still use the term Earthborn.

By the way, if you mention "big-eared monsters" in front of Goblins, it's like pointing at someone and saying "Your mother exploded," with maximum sarcasm.

"Can you come out now?"

Tang En looked at the open cell door. How cautious is this guy?

"Of course! Of course, my friend! You don't know how long I've been in this damned place, a year? Two years? In any case, I'm sick of it! My beloved beard is about to wither!"

Brian ran out while muttering, "Those damned humans—my friend, I'm not talking about you—they tied me up while I was sleeping under a tree! Otherwise, how could a great Earthborn warrior be imprisoned by mere bandits!"

"Give me a chance to get my warhammer, and I'll crush them into meat paste—my warhammer! Damn, they even stole my beloved warhammer!"

Brian grabbed Tang En's belt, "My warhammer is the second most precious thing in my life after my beard! My friend! Have you seen my warhammer!?"

"May the Goddess bless, I must find my warhammer!"

Brian let go of Tang En, pulling his hair in a panic, "If I can't find my warhammer, that old man will beat me to death when I get back—I guess I'll have to stay out here for a while longer..."

Tang En looked at Brian in a daze. This guy hasn't stopped talking since the beginning. Is he a chatterbox?

"Friend, don't worry, we haven't finished exploring the bandits' cave yet."

Tang En looked at Elsa, who quickly ran out to give orders. Then Tang En said, "Let's leave here first; the smell in this cave is terrible."

"You're right, when I first got here, it wasn't this bad. This smell makes me want to die all day..."

"Do you know, after they captured me, they wanted the great Brian to forge weapons for them, but how could I, a great Earthborn, agree to such a lowly request? So they locked me up..."

Brian kept talking non-stop, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time. The endless stream of words made Tang En's head hurt.

How can this guy talk so much?

Finally, they walked out of the cave. When Brian saw the bright sunlight outside, he let out another exclamation.

It wasn't joy or amazement, but fear.

Brian looked at the sky, his face full of terror, and hugged Tang En's leg, "Damn it—I feel like I'm flying—I'm being sucked into the sky!"

Although Dwarves are short, they are not small. Brian looked like a big, fat pig hanging from a bamboo pole, which was very funny.

The nearby guards were trying hard not to laugh.

"Sorry! My friend! But you have to understand me!"

Brian said with his eyes closed, "For an Earthborn, leaving the ground is not a pleasant feeling!"

"That's just an illusion, my friend... Are you a Deep Dwarf? Do you have sky phobia?"

"No, I'm a Mountain Dwarf, but I haven't seen the sky in so long, I have a bit of sky sickness, it will pass..."

Brian panted, and after a while, he cautiously let go of Tang En.

At this moment, Elsa ran over excitedly.

Brian's warhammer seemed to have been found.

---

The page flip ad starts.

The page flip ad ends.