Want to learn? I can teach you

The next day, after hunting during the day, Goblo began teaching the fifteen goblins at night. For now, he only taught them the most basic knowledge, avoiding anything too advanced, but the workload was heavy. Of course, he also provided extra resources for these goblins, ensuring they received much more than the others.

After a week, none of the fifteen goblins showed any signs of rebellion, which surprised Goblo. He had expected that under such high-pressure conditions, at least a few would push back.

However, one day when he returned home, he noticed that the other goblins held the fifteen in high regard. It dawned on him why—superiority. Only a select few could attend his classes, creating a clear gap between them and the rest. The other goblins envied them, and the fifteen themselves were aware of their privileged position, which is why they endured the grueling lessons without complaint.

At night, the troll sat on a nearby hillside, watching Goblo teach the goblins and falling deep into thought.

He couldn't understand how Goblo had become so powerful and intelligent in such a short time. The sight made the troll itch with curiosity, and he wanted to join the class. But every time he thought about it, he remembered how Goblo had beaten him up before, and he couldn't bring himself to ask.

Goblo, of course, noticed the troll's behavior. He planned to recruit the troll soon. With such a large head, the troll's brain was likely bigger too. Even if it wasn't particularly wrinkled, it should still be smarter than the average goblin and learn things faster.

As he thought this, Goblo glanced at the troll, who happened to look over at the same time. Their eyes met, and Goblo gestured for the troll to come over.

Understanding the gesture, the troll quickly ran over.

"I've seen you watching from a distance. What, do you want to learn?" Goblo asked.

Hearing this, the troll nodded eagerly.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you. Go sit over there," Goblo said, pointing to an empty spot on the ground.

Due to the poor teaching conditions, they all sat on the ground during lessons.

The troll quickly sat down in the designated spot and began listening attentively. Goblo felt pleased to have another student, though he noted that these creatures only knew the most basic monster language—speaking but not writing. For now, he could only teach orally.

This routine continued for ten days before any changes occurred. Goblo was gradually becoming dissatisfied with the simple life in the tribe. He wanted to teach not just theoretical knowledge but also practical skills, like crafting weapons.

Previously, the goblins had only used wooden clubs as weapons. Now, Goblo was teaching them how to make stone spears. He would have preferred to make iron spears—he had seen videos about it in his past life—but unfortunately, the valley seemed to lack iron resources, so it wasn't possible.

Goblo stood in front of the group of goblins. He didn't ask the troll to join this lesson, as the troll's combat strength made using stone spears seem beneath him. It was better for the troll to rely on his fists.

"Watch closely. Making a stone spear isn't difficult. Sharpen the stone like this, then use grass ropes to tie the spearhead to a sturdy wooden stick. That's how you make a crude spear. You've seen me do it. Now, you try."

Following Goblo's instructions, the goblins began attempting to make stone spears. Unlike their learning progress, most of them failed on their first try. Many used too much force while shaping the stone, breaking it in half, while others created oddly shaped pieces that didn't meet the requirements for a weapon.

This was normal, though. If anyone had succeeded on their first try, Goblo would have been surprised. Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult, and soon the first spear was completed. Things were moving in the right direction.

The next day, the goblins went hunting with their stone spears. When they returned that night, their efficiency had significantly improved, with nearly double the usual amount of prey. Seeing this, Goblo was very satisfied. The tribe was developing well.

At the same time, he had finally gathered 500 first-tier magic crystals and could start the next simulation.

[Simulation begins. 500 magic crystals consumed. Detected 16 remaining evaluation points from last time. Random talent acquired: **Mana Expansion**. Your mana pool is larger than that of magical beasts of the same level.]

Seeing this starting talent, Goblo's eyes lit up. If possible, he wanted to secure this talent. He hadn't expected 16 points to yield such an excellent ability. He hoped it would appear in his purchase options later.

[Year 1: You are the leader of the tribe. All the goblins follow your commands, and the troll is your most loyal follower. You devote all your efforts to developing the tribe while using any remaining time to train. The tribe grows at an astonishing rate.]

[Year 2: Using your wisdom, within just one year, the tribe's livestock farming, agriculture, medicine, and even industry all show significant progress. A mature evolution method is established within the territory. Under the nourishment of abundant flesh and blood, exceptional goblins like Gobmo and Gobra evolve into elite-level creatures in just one year. Seeing this, you realize that Gobmo and Gobra must have special bloodline talents to improve so quickly.]

[However, you aren't worried about them surpassing you in strength. They evolved through ordinary means, while you underwent Primal Evolution. Moreover, in just one year, thanks to your medium-sized stomach and intense training, you've reached level 28. It won't be long before you advance to leader-level. Seeing your subordinates progress so quickly only fills you with pride.]

[Year 3: The tribe's population exceeds 300, and every member is a soldier. Except for newborns, almost everyone is above level 10.]

[The same year, you discover an iron mine and produce a large number of iron tools and weapons. The tribe's combat strength improves significantly, and their standard of living rises as well.]