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Chapter 397 Male Protagonist - Dorack

Chapter 397 Male Protagonist - Dorack

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Lathel saw Dorack leave, but he turned his head and looked towards the cave entrance, his eyes carrying an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

Seeing Dorack's eyes, Lathel knew Dorack would definitely not let Doac live any longer.

"Dorack..." Suddenly, a man walked up to Dorack and said with a smile: "Can your wooden board really stop the arrow? Can you lend it to me?"

"Lend? Are you stupid? Another person quickly spoke up: "Dorack, you also know that people who go out hunting are easily attacked by other tribes."

"That's right." Another person interrupted: "The weapons they use can almost all shoot terrible arrows. We also want to have something like that for our defence."

"After all, we are from the same tribe; you can't be so stingy and cruel that you would allow the members of the tribe to get hurt or die when we go out, right?"

"Hahahaha..." Dorack could see the greed on their faces, and this caused him to laugh loudly: "Don't worry, if you don't betray the tribe, I will lend you these pieces of wood to go out."

"Lend?" At this time, an annoyed man said: "Dorack, you are being a bit stingy. We are all from the same tribe; how can you take such wonderful equipment as your own?"

"Does everyone see what Dorack is doing? He doesn't care about everyone's safety; instead, he wants to monopolise that wood."

"Dorack, you are too stingy, I won't accept this."

"You don't accept it... then what can you do?" Dorack raised his eyebrows, his face full of provocation, as he spoke: "Remember, this thing was created by me; what right do you have to take over what I created?"

Dorack's words made everyone silent. Dorack continued: "When I was despised and insulted by Doac, did you protect me? Did you stand by my side? Did you believe what I said?"

"No! You didn't do anything, you even stood by Doac to insult me."

"The village chief didn't chase you away for supporting traitors, but now you're here criticising me for being stingy."

"Dorack! At that time, how could everyone know that Doac was a traitor? The man angrily spoke up: "How would anyone know you could do what no one else can do?"

"However, you should not let hatred blind your eyes. This is the time we should share knowledge and equipment so that we can survive together against other tribes."

"Sorry..." Dorack smiled contemptuously: "I don't have that intention. If you want, I will lend it to you. However, it must be approved by the village chief, and I will take your food per day as collateral."

"What?!" The crowd was startled when they heard that and became even angrier.

"Dorack, you should remember that you rely on the people of this village to grow. Now you have to repay everyone, you..."

"Huh!" Dorack frowned, his expression extremely fierce, making the man who was speaking silent: "Don't think I don't know."

Besides, Dorack is the male lead, so having strength superior to that of normal people is only normal.

Lathel was confused, as he didn't know if Dorack had thought of that method to create the wooden planks or if he had researched it from the knowledge Lathel gave him.

However, whatever the case may be, Dorack's intelligence is not ordinary. On the contrary, Dorack is very smart; perhaps he will actually become the leader of this continent in this era.

'Ah! So... the odds of Dorack becoming the creator of the other five gods, like Cauldron said, have increased to 50%.' Lathel thought in her heart.

'It's still a bit early to draw conclusions; that's why... I should wait a little longer. I just need to quickly develop this tribe, and I can return to reality.'

'At that time, even if Dorack became a god, he would not be able to cross time and space to find me.'

'Wait! Magic that takes me back to the past... If the Demon Lord can use that type of magic, then Dorack can use it too.'

Lathel wanted to cry; he didn't know why he encountered a male protagonist when he was sent to the past. Meanwhile, Lathel feels that this male lead was more dangerous than Ikarys, Alec, and Harris combined.

Lathel sighed, not wanting to think anymore. He looked towards the group of people discussing plans to destroy Dorack and smiled contemptuously.

Even if he didn't see what happened next, he still knew the outcome for these people.

Dorack is the type of male protagonist who is smart and always holds the victory in his hand, like he has a cheat.

It's not wrong to say he's a fantasy world version of 'Yu-gi-oh'. He is always confident that he will win, and he has every plan to win.

If he can't win, he just needs to turn on his cheat. When in danger, someone will definitely save him, or he will become stronger to defeat the enemy.

Lathel sighed, feeling a bit jealous of Dorack, but he then left. He didn't want to stay here for long; he wanted to see what the world was like in ancient times, 15,000 years ago.

Dorack did not return to his wooden house but instead went to a place far away from the village, where he took off the pieces of wood on his body.

He took a roll of animal skin from his waist, opened it, and inside was an extremely sharp knife.

Dorack then used that knife to immediately cut the pieces of wood that blocked those terrible arrows into many pieces.

The knife was short and small, but it was unimaginably sharp. As soon as the blade touched the piece of wood, it was cut like a piece of paper.

The whole process happened extremely quickly; after that, the piece of wood turned into countless small pieces that were scattered on the ground.

The pieces of wood were so small that the largest piece was only the size of a fingertip.

"You could turn this whole valley over and you wouldn't find those wooden boards."

Dorack took out a thin stack of papers. If Lathel saw this stack of papers, he would definitely be startled.

That is wood thinned into sheets of paper. At this time, Dorack had stapled those papers together into stacks of paper as thick as two knuckles.

"This is my true shield, you idiots."