Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 118: Stable Emotions and Seeking Wealth and Fortune

The fart spirit yelled at the top of its lungs, only to be laughed at by the beastmen. Knowing that it had completely lost the chance to leave, the fart spirit also became distraught.

His limbs drooped, as if he was hanged in Lin Heng's palm.

"Hey, let me ask you, which orc is the strongest?" Lin Heng shook the fart spirit and asked.

He knew that orcs gathered together in the form of warbands or tribal clans, and there must be a most powerful orc in a warband.

They have a common title - Warlords. And a large number of warbands means there are many powerful warlords.

When the fart spirit heard Lin Heng's question, he immediately perked up, put his hands on his hips and said proudly:

"Of course it's our two great gods, Gao Ge and Mao Ge! Gao Ge is both fierce and cunning, while Mao Ge is both cunning and fierce! They fight all day long and are evenly matched."

Brother Go on the left, Brother Mao on the right. That's right. If the photo frame is changed, the orcs can't tell them apart. In some cases, they will fight because of this.

Lin Heng nodded as a matter of course. He really wanted to say, do you want to listen to what you are saying.

"Brother Gao? Brother Mao? Why are you..."

Lin Heng suddenly stopped talking, and suddenly remembered the two light balls he had never seen before in that illusory space. Didn't they look like they were fighting?

Damn it, no way...I have done something wrong...Lin Heng didn't dare to think about it any further, lest something unbelievable happen.

Picking up the fart spirit and wiping the sweat off his head, Lin Heng began to think about what to do next.

Fighting with this group of orcs is simply a fool's errand. Since they don't want to take your life now, you shouldn't suffer the consequences.

It's not too late to take action after we figure out their destination, Lin Heng thought.

“Gurgle..Gurgle…”

Lin Heng was still quite hungry.

"Tsk...can I make a deal with you?" Lin Heng said while picking up the fart spirit.

"What the hell... No... Boss, you decide! As long as you don't eat me, I can do anything you want me to do!"

The fart spirit quickly expressed his loyalty, and Lin Heng thought he had returned to the planet Morlock to deal with that group of cultists.

"You are such a jerk, isn't it inappropriate to call me boss?"

The fart spirit sighed:

"Orcs don't care about people, they don't have any status, they just work, and if they don't do their job well, they get beaten.

I've had enough of being a bitch, Boss, as long as you don't play tricks on me, I will definitely recognize you as the boss! "

The status of the fart spirits is very low, because their bodies do not have the growth attribute like the orcs, so they do menial and heavy work without any salary.

Lin Heng was amused by the fart spirit. It was not bad to have a follower who could explain the situation to him. After all, the beastman didn't care about it. So he let go and said:

"Okay, do you have a name? My name is Lin Heng, you can call me Brother Lin.

Forget about being the boss. I haven’t been the boss for many years.”

When the fart spirit heard that Lin Heng agreed and let go of him first, he immediately stood at attention and started crying.

"Brother Lin! My good brother! From now on, Guru will be your subordinate."

After Gulu finished speaking, he immediately went to pick up the juicy Squid that Lin Heng had thrown away, lifted it up and knelt on one knee on the ground.

A very sincere expression was clearly revealed on his face.

But Lin Heng really couldn't afford to enjoy this kind of thing. He didn't know how orcs, as fungal creatures, excreted, and he didn't want to know about it.

"Anything else to eat? Don't you have mushrooms here?"

"The mushrooms are edible, but they have to be cooked. But now the rope has been taken away, and there is no way to get up." said Gollum.

When Lin Heng heard this, he immediately looked up at the height of the pit. It was about 40 meters high, and there were various mushrooms growing around it.

It is indeed difficult for him to get up there by himself, but it is not necessarily the same for Gulu. It weighs only about 20 pounds, and it is easy to throw it up with some skills.

"Gulu, do you believe me?"

"Brother Lin! I, Guru, always keep my word and will never go back on my word!"

"Well, can I trust you?"

"Of course, Brother Lin! I will do my best to complete the task you assign to me. No problem!"

Lin Heng nodded, then grabbed Gulu's legs and turned him upside down.

"Go up and help me throw a rope down, don't forget to secure it."

"How to get up there?"

Lin Heng smiled, and then began to rotate his body. The whistling sound of the wind was like a turbine running at full power.

"Whoosh!"

The defenseless Gollum soared into the sky like a cannonball, and the angle Lin Heng found was perfect.

Gollum's body went over the wall of the pit and landed right on the edge, without even letting it fall.

"I'm coming up! I'm coming up... Ugh..."

Gollum lay on the edge of the pit and vomited loudly, and the vomit fell to the bottom of the pit with a "pop". The Squiggles walked forward in a daze and began to eat the leftovers.

"Tsk..hurry up!"

Not long after Lin Heng finished shouting, a rope fell down. He reached out and pulled it, making sure it could hold.

Lin Heng gradually left the pit that he didn't want to recall anymore.

When Gollum at the edge of the pit saw Lin Heng show up, he hurried over to lend a hand. Although the help was minimal, he really treated Lin Heng as his elder brother.

"Brother Lin, I advise you to find a place to hide, otherwise if the orcs find you, they will definitely throw you into the pit again.

I'll make you some mushroom pie first, and those orcs shouldn't drink any mushroom wine, I'll bring it all to you."

Lin Heng patted Guru's head, thinking that this fart spirit really keeps his word.

"Okay, thank you. Only when you are full can you have the energy to do other things."

Lin Heng smiled, and Guru also smiled a smile that was uglier than crying.

It’s just that the other party didn’t know what kind of cruel message was hidden in Lin Heng’s expression.

As the saying goes, fortune and honor are sought in danger, and Lin Heng is now in a mountain of gold. As long as he dares to take action, his attributes will definitely be greatly improved!

To be honest, the orcs' ships really looked like they were made up of garbage. Lin Heng casually lifted up a baffle, and there was some incomprehensible space behind it.

Gothic Fleet 2 Basha-class light cruiser

Then Guru brought some food made of mushrooms. Lin Heng tried his best not to think about where the raw materials of these things came from.

"Gulu, help me find some sticks, the strongest, unpolished ones. Do you mind if I kill a few orcs?"

"No! Brother Lin, do you really want to kill the orcs?" Gollum's eyes seemed to be shining, and his inquiring tone was trembling.

Lin Heng nodded, Guru lowered his head to calculate, and immediately said:

"Then I'll go find the Fart Spirit Revolutionary Committee! They will definitely help you, Brother Lin."

"Ah? What is that?" Lin Heng asked puzzledly.

"The Fart Revolutionary Committee, as the name suggests, is an organization that carries out revolution and resistance.

The object of their struggle is the orcs who constantly oppress the fart elves. Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

The power released by the insignificant fart spirits gathered together is higher than that of the orcs!"

Guru gestured as he spoke, as if treating this thing as some lofty ideal.

Lin Heng thought, there could be revolution in this orc society. It seemed that these little idiots were much smarter than the orcs themselves.

Why not, maybe it can become a great help to yourself just like a cult.

Then Lin Heng followed Guru, crawled through many narrow pipes, and came to an empty warehouse on the spaceship.

The gaps between the pipes were used by the fart spirits as their war room. Hundreds of fart spirits were hammering and assembling weapons.

They continued to expand the territory of their organization, and some of them even wore tailored clothes and hats, looking exactly like political commissars.

This led Lin Heng to wonder if these orcs were a little too obsessed with the political commissar, as they all liked to wear clothes styled after the political commissar.

Gollum ran into the group of fart elves and found the one who was looking at the ship's structure diagram, and then the two fart elves started communicating.

The officer-like fart spirit looked at Lin Heng from time to time. Finally, after shaking hands with Guru, he walked towards Lin Heng.

"I never thought we would join forces with humans, but there is no other way. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Welcome to join the Fart Revolution Committee."

The political commissar stretched out his hand, and Lin Heng shook hands with him.

"We are the Fart Revolutionary Committee, and our goal is to liberate all the oppressed farts in the galaxy!

We need to spread the idea of ​​equality to every planet where orcs exist! Although our physical fitness is not as good as that of orcs.

But we are smarter, more accurate, and know how to use tactics. This is an advantage that those brainless orcs have absolutely no chance of having!"

Lin Heng listened to the other party's words and always felt that he had heard them somewhere, and when he saw the five-pointed star painted with red paint on the bulkhead.

That’s right, it’s a serious red ideology, and its goal is to overthrow the brutal rule of the orcs and establish an equal and just fart society!

The red star seemed to emit a brilliant light. It turned out that these little farts were actually a group of comrades!

"In that case, let's get started!" Lin Heng said excitedly.

...

"Are you sure this method will work?"

Lin Heng looked at himself, who was painted with bright green paint and wrapped in animal skins. To any normal person, he looked like a person with a mental problem.

"Of course, we know orcs better than you do. As long as they think you are an orc, then you are an orc.

Orcs are really stupid. As long as your actions and words convince them, they will never be able to tell your identity!"

Seven or eight fart spirits were constantly smearing paint on Lin Heng's body. The source of their paint was a variant of Squig.

There's even a varnished scrooge in it, and a few pressed mushrooms for embellishment.

Then he brought some unpolished materials to Lin Heng, and Lin Heng assembled a mace by himself.

Lin Heng really didn't dare to use the orcs' weapons again, as the cold weapons could break unpredictably.

What about hot weapons, the kind with bullets, that could explode at any time and anywhere.

Sure enough, behind some outrageous regulations, there must be many outrageous things happening.

It’s no wonder that the recipients can’t see it, because their brains can only understand to this extent.

"I'm ready, let's get started!" Lin Heng said.

...

"Orc boss, the search team has captured a nut squiggler, boss, come and try it."

The orc, who was more than two meters tall, touched his head, and immediately followed the fart spirits when he heard that there was something delicious to eat.

Then he saw Lin Heng coming towards him and said doubtfully:

"Hey? Brother, why do you look like a snotty guy? You're so ugly."

Lin Heng looked around, and the fart spirits also looked around.

"Because I ate too many shrimps!"