The next morning, 88 children gathered on time in the square. The tribe's elder stood solemnly in front of everyone and said seriously to all: "Everyone listen up, the dwarf tribe is a race that values discipline the most. I hope no one will take any unauthorized actions or disobey orders when we go out. If anyone acts recklessly, they will be punished with not being allowed to leave the dwarf village for three years. In severe cases, they may even face a lifetime ban from leaving the village. Did everyone hear that?

  Got it!

  44 male voices, mixed with 44 crisp female voices, rang out on the vast square. The tribal elder continued: "Good... now I'll arrange it, everyone listen carefully, this concerns every one of your life safety, so... everyone must listen carefully, remember clearly, otherwise... you will not only lose your own lives, but also implicate the girls by your side, did you all hear clearly?"

  Got it!

  All the dwarf children shouted loudly, seeing this interesting scene, I couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of my mouth, they reminded me of the neat and clear loud responses of primary school students.

  The clan leader nodded in satisfaction: "En... good... all the boys pay attention, you must take care of the girls around you, and... pay attention to the formation, no one is allowed to leave the team privately, and always be aware of the surroundings. Because monsters may jump out from the side of the road at any time and attack you, if you are not careful, you may never come back!"

  Under the intimidation of the tribal elder grandfather, all the children finally realized that this was not a risk-free trip. Everyone became serious and aware that this was a test, a touchstone to see if they could become a true apprentice warrior, no joking matter, the price of carelessness would be their lives!

  The clan elder looked around and continued: "Is there anyone who is unclear or does not understand? If so, ask now..."

  No one spoke, after all... the patriarchal grandfather didn't say anything about strategy and tactics, just some precautions, what questions could there be.

  The clan elder turned his head towards me, smiling and said: "Leng Mo, do you have any experiences to share with everyone? After all... you've already successfully passed the trial of a novice warrior."

  When the clan elder said this, everyone looked at me. To them, I was their goal of struggle and they were very eager to know how I reached my current state so quickly.

  With a faint smile, I calmly said: "There's no need for warnings. Everyone just needs to keep a calm mind, don't be nervous, and don't panic. As long as you all perform at your usual training level, the Slime won't be able to harm anyone."

  I paused for a moment, then said with a serious expression: "However... there is one thing I hope everyone can do, because... we are all men, we are gentlemen!"

  I paused for a moment, my gaze sweeping across the faces of my companions. After a long while, I said solemnly: "I hope all you brothers can be real men. When monsters charge towards our girls, I hope everyone can use their weapons, or even their own bodies, to protect the girls they care about and not let them suffer any harm!"

  Slowly extending a finger, I said resolutely: "As long as we can block one blow, with this buffer time, I will definitely arrive in the first place. What I hope for is that everyone has enough courage to use their own blood and even life to protect their companions!"

  Everyone was excitedly watching me. The dwarves were never a race lacking in passion, and without it, how could they have forged so many magnificent weapons?

  After my mobilization, everyone confirmed their determination, they can die, but they cannot be without dignity, this is the conviction of dwarves, if it were not for this conviction, they would never have fallen to this point, however... they have never tried to change this conviction.

  The tribe's leader looked at Leng Mo with admiration, this 11-year-old child has been creating miracles continuously, and now... he has already begun to possess a certain degree of ruling power, just a few words have established his absolute leadership position among his peers, the future of the dwarf tribe will be his stage! This is an absolute fact!

  Perhaps he himself has not yet discovered that he is already speaking to his companions with the attitude of an elder treating a younger generation, and more importantly, everyone feels that it is natural and does not feel any inappropriateness. Thinking carefully, among all the people, Leng Mo is actually the youngest, although he is not small in stature, but in terms of age, the youngest of the others is already 15 years old, and the oldest is already 21 years old, however, everyone has naturally accepted his leadership.

  What's most crucial is that everyone not only naturally accepted his leadership, but also became passionate because of his words. This kind of ability can be said to be inborn, even as the tribe leader, he didn't have this ability. Looking at the distant figure standing tall, the tribe leader found himself becoming more and more unable to see through him. If it's said that geniuses are also divided into levels, then he is absolutely a genius among geniuses!

  Very soon... Under the leadership of the tribal elder grandfather and my strategy, the main force set off. 88 young people, including me and Nata, excitedly walked out of the village gate under the leadership of the tribal elder grandfather, and gradually disappeared into the dense melon forest.

  A lone slime died under the axe of its companions, they performed well, calm... This is another characteristic of dwarves, if not calm, how can they grasp the timing when the treasure sword ignites in an instant? Ice-like calmness, this is another characteristic of dwarves.

  All the way, everyone was so happy, talking and laughing, finally... everyone passed the test, after all... a year of training, everyone paid too much, today is just the harvest day.

  Finally... The four-day trial has ended. On the second day, early in the morning, we returned to the village. I was excited to know that next... it's my turn to learn how to write the Fantastical Beast.

  After a night's rest, on the third day at dawn, the village elder grandfather once again gathered all the villagers and held a ceremony for the fantasy beast in the small square.

  The so-called Phantom Beast ceremony is actually very simple, it's just that on my right arm holding the knife, I will be tattooed with the totem of the Fire Phoenix, the god worshipped by the dwarves. However...the pigment used for the tattoo is very special, requiring a drop of blood from all the dwarves, and then going to the temple where the dwarves worship their gods to hold a ceremony. When the ceremony is completed, as long as I have been recognized by the Fire Phoenix, I can capture my own Phantom Beast through a specific contract spell.

  As I watch my kin, one by one, smiling as they prick their fingertips with a needle and contribute their power to the ritual for my Familiar, I am deeply moved. Silently, I vow that I will do everything in my power to repay the dwarves' kindness towards me.

  Under the command of the patriarchal grandfather, I unbuttoned my shirt and revealed a bronze-colored robust muscle, as well as those bulging muscles. Looking at this angry muscle, I couldn't help but feel proud. If I go back to Earth now, I will definitely not have any problem becoming a bodybuilding coach.

  But... my muscles, compared to those of the dwarves, haha... still fall short by a bit, I suppose this is just a racial difference, their muscles are simply not like ordinary muscles, they're more like stones, every muscle on their body is like a piece of green stone, blocky and square, with bulging veins that display incredible strength.

  The old patriarch had performed the ritual for countless people, and as for tattoos, he was extremely skilled. First, he applied a mixture of blood from hundreds of dwarves to my arm, then with swift and precise movements, amidst waves of intense pain, a small phoenix began to appear on the outer side of my right arm.

  Every time the needle moved, the old tribal chief would wipe it with a damp cloth stained with fresh blood. Gradually... A crimson phoenix appeared on the outer side of my right upper arm, beautiful and vivid, looking lovely and sacred.

  Of course... the tattoo needles were also specially made, with a hollow center and a sac at the tip. With each prick of the needle, a small amount of dwarf blood was injected into my body.

  Finally... the tattoo is complete, a dazzling fiery phoenix appears on my right arm, with my muscles rippling, it seems to have come alive, so dazzling, so mysterious, so gorgeous...

  I've cried out in excitement, I know... From now on, the blood of all dwarves will flow through my body, from now on, the blood of dwarves will also start flowing through my veins!

  The clan elder smiled at me and said with relief, "Don't cry... No matter what kind of tribe you were before, now... You already have the blood of dwarves, with its help, you will get the recognition of the fantasy gods, because... Your body has gathered more than 600 recognitions from dwarves!"

  I gazed tearfully at the smiling dwarves around me, they were really too kind, too lovely, I was willing to dedicate myself to this great nation, exhaust my life for it, and die without regret...

  Time flies, today is Sunday again, haha... I hope capable friends can come and help me make a final sprint in the last week after 12pm tonight, please... My book must remain at the top of the chart for this last week.