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Chapter 1026 Paradise for the mentally handicapped

Wuwa raised his head and looked at the girl who was several heads taller than him.

"What?" Wuwa is very naive.

"Where is your chief?" Elise went straight into it.

"Ball...palm?" Wuwa obviously doesn't understand the meaning of this word.

"It's the one in charge of the tribe, similar to everyone's parents. Can you understand what I say?" Elise thought for a while.

"Yeah um..." It obviously took a lot of time for Wuwa to understand this sentence, but in the end he still stretched out a finger to the place where the adults gathered, "Wuwa I don't know what the ball palm means, but if you want to find your mother, she is there."

Elise felt that she had explained in vain.

But considering that Wuwa's friends are all the kind of people who think Wuwa is a genius, Elise suddenly felt that it didn't seem meaningful to talk to the children here.

"So I might as well go to their parents at the beginning." Elise sighed.

"So goodbye Wuwa, I'll go find your parents." So Elise said goodbye Wuwa, and walked along the shore towards the adults' settlement.

However, she had just cancelled the optical camouflage and had not walked a few steps before she was discovered by a sharp-eyed Swampian.

"puff--!"

Then, a water bullet shot straight towards her.

"Why!"

Elise waved casually, dispersed the water bomb that could not even be an attack, and then looked at the direction where the water bomb was coming.

Elise thought to himself, since they have such good eyesight, why didn’t they discover me from the beginning?

"External, what are you doing here! Don't even think about hurting the children of our clan!"

The one who fired the water bomb was a somewhat old-looking marshman. Elise overlapped the image of the marshman and the chief in the memory of the long night on the edge.

"Why do I want to hurt your children?" Elise tilted her head, "Your children don't know anything, I'm here to find you."

"Better than this, elder." A young maruhaha man said, "Don't we care more about how she came in before this?"

Hearing this, the zomigumi, known as the elder, suddenly realized it, and then spoke to Elise again in a questioning tone.

"Our long night tribe has lived in the edge rain forest for generations and is protected by the barriers of our ancestors. Generally speaking, ordinary people cannot have the understanding of this edge rain forest at all, let alone how did you come in when you step into it?" The elder's voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a tone of almost scolding.

Hearing this, Elise finally understood.

No wonder I used to go to the grassland outside this forest but never entered this forest. Is it because of a barrier?

But speaking of barrier...

"Is the barrier produced by the huge rock called the 'Long Night Monument'?" Elise suddenly asked.

"What!"

When Elise heard the words "Long Night Monument" in his mouth, the people in the swamp who were soaked in the mud instantly showed extremely surprised expressions.

"This foreigner not only came to our Longye Tribe, but also learned about the existence of the Longye Monument! What was she here to destroy us?!"

People from the marsh dwelling gathered together and were talking rustlingly.

"Well, I said." Elise scratched his head embarrassedly through the protective armor. "Even if you want to discuss it, you will discuss it behind my back. Your voice is too loud, and even I hear it."

"Foreigner."

The elder looked at Elise seriously.

"If you insist on destroying our Long Night Monument, then we can only fight to the death, but." At this point, the elder choked up a little, and his crystal gaze was staring at the silly children who were still playing with mud, "Please don't hurt our children, can you?"

Elise felt that there was nothing to say about this race.

It turns out that the IQ of those stupid kids is inherited, and the average IQ of this race is not high.

But it's no wonder if you think about it.

After all, according to the words of this group of indigenous people from the Long Night Tribe, their lives are like a peach blossom land, and have been isolated from this rainforest.

Therefore, their reproduction must be based on marriage between close relatives, and close relatives... there is no need to say more.

Perhaps several mentally retarded individuals were born in a certain generation where they reproduced, and mentally retarded individuals passed on their genes, which led to the current mentally retarded clan.

Forget it, there is no need to deduce these things, after all, this is just a game. Elise shook his head and swung these thoughts out of his mind.

But, after reading this book, do you really think this is just a simple game world?

Where is the boundary between the game world and the real world?

"Oh..." The propeller under Elise's feet activated, allowing her body to float above the swamp, and then she slowly floated in front of the elder of the swamp dweller.

"First of all, I'm not here to hurt you." She raised her index finger.

"Secondly, your children are all cute, and I won't hurt them." She raised her middle finger.

"In the end, I'm here to ask you questions. I just need you to answer me, do you understand?" She raised her ring finger.

Elise knew that only by asking questions with a good and clear manner can this group of low-IQ people understand her purpose.

"You mean, can Gupa Gupa trust you?" the elder asked tentatively.

"Gopagopa? What is that, is your name?" A question mark appeared on Elise's head.

"Gopagopa is Gopagopa." The elder looked proud.

Elise rubbed her temples through the face shield.

Isn't there any normal name for the Numai people?

wrong.

When she asked this question in her heart, she immediately answered herself.

Knightslager.

At least the name of the chief of this tribe is quite normal, and according to the clips she peeked out in the memory of the Long Night on the Fringe, the chief named Knightslag is not only very good at fighting, speaks clearly, and should also have a high IQ.

Well, at least it is higher than the mud-playing people in the swamps.

"So, foreigner, since you are here to ask questions, what do you want to ask?" Elder Gopagopa looked at Elise.

"Ah...well." Elise cleared his throat, "Then I'll just say it, I'm here to find your chief."

"Ball...pal?" Guopagopa showed a similar expression as wow.
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