"Ssssgey!!!"
A familiar, pleasant sound.
Filled with pain, the shrill wails of those cute little creatures echoed in the dark, filthy cave.
It seemed to be a newly formed small goblin community, with only five adult individuals in total.
According to the normal development pattern of goblins in this world, this small goblin tribe should have been in the stage of exploring the surrounding environment, living off wild fruits and carrion in the jungle, occasionally lucky enough to hunt injured or sick small to medium-sized beasts or lone humans entering the forest.
Like some strange parasite, or a pathogen infecting the Aifala Continent, the goblin tribe's start is relatively difficult and slow, but as long as they can survive the harsh initial stage and increase the number of adults into double digits, their survival pressure drastically drops, becoming the nightmare of ordinary beasts and villagers.
In fact, this goblin tribe was quite fortunate.
