Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Phyllis ran all the way, wanting to reach the other end of the divine city. Because of the return of the gods, new land spread in this warm countryside. There was an uncultivated land there. She wanted to plant the seeds of this flower. Planted there.

She ran lightly in the village, her half-long hair fluttering, her loose cloth clothes fluttering, and a cheerful smile on her little face.

But as soon as she rushed out of the village and turned the corner of the igloo, a figure appeared in front of her eyes. Then she felt the world spin for a while, and she was picked up by someone.

Lu Chen put the little Inuit girl on the ground and showed what he thought was a warm smile, but the little girl took two steps back and clung to the igloo behind her.

Lu Chen was a little helpless and looked at Chu Zihang, meaning to replace him. Anyway, he couldn't speak Inuktitut.

Chu Zihang stepped forward and said in Inuktitut: "Hello, little sister, what is this place?"

Seeing the little girl clinging to the wall of the igloo in fear, Chu Zihang was also a little confused. After all, the language passed down by the residents here did not know how many years ago, and the language used by the Inuit people in the outside world is probably different.

"W-who are you?"

Phyllis heard the handsome big brother in front of her speak strange Inuktitut language, and it took her a while to recover and understand what he meant.

Chu Zihang and Lu Chen looked at each other, and when Lu Chen nodded, he turned around and said, "We are adventurers in the North Pole. We got lost and came here, so we want to know where this place is."

It was impossible to hide their identity as outsiders, because although the village was not small in size, it only had more than a thousand people to survive. Outsiders would be able to spot it at a glance, not to mention that Lu Chen and the others did not understand the reason at all. Newt language.

"The North Pole? Where is that?"

Phyllis looked puzzled in her eyes, then looked at these people in strange clothes and asked, "Brothers and sisters, aren't you hot in these clothes?"

Chu Zihang was also stunned for a moment. They were indeed wearing very thick clothes. However, due to their physical constitution, he and Lu Chen did not feel hot. As for Senior Aki, it seemed that they were not very warm in their clothes... Fingel, he had already taken off his clothes. All that's left is the lining.

"People here don't seem to know the news from the outside world. Maybe we need to ask the adults here."

Chu Zihang said to Lu Chen and others in Chinese.

Then he turned back and said to the little girl: "My name is Chu Zihang, and I come from outside. The North Pole refers to the cold ice field outside, which is not as warm as you here."

As he spoke, he forced a stiff smile, but it was really difficult for him.

"Outside!?"

After hearing what Chu Zihang said, Felice's eyes widened in horror and she ran back to the village, shouting as she ran, "The devil outside is coming to eat people!"

Lu Chen and others looked at each other.

"Junior Brother Chu, you seem to have scared her. You and Junior Brother Lu should practice smiling after you go back."

Fingel couldn't understand the conversation and thought the little girl was frightened by Chu Zihang's smile. From the side, he saw that it was the "cruel smile" of a cold-faced killer, and he was about to use the knife next.

"Senior Brother Fingel, I think my smile is very friendly. I don't accept your comment."

Lu Chen retorted.

"It's a pity that I don't speak Inuktitut, otherwise I should have come."

Mai Shutoku sighed.

Chu Zihang looked at the few people, "This is not the point of the problem. The problem is that we may be in trouble now..."

As he said that, he looked at Brother Lu again, "...Maybe they are in trouble."

After the little girl shouted, a large number of Inuit people rushed out of the village, holding shovels, hoes and other things, and surrounded them.

"They are all mixed races, with high and low bloodlines, and you should also have discovered..."

Mai Shutoku looked at the group of Inuit people surrounding her group, waving "weapons" and shouting, with a serious look on her face, but it was not because of these villagers who had little fighting ability.

"I discovered it when we approached Bronze City. It seems that the Dragon King's security work is very good."

Lu Chen shrugged.

"You cannot use the word spirit here, and the effect is stronger than the precepts blessed by the vice-principal of the college under the alchemy formation."

Chu Zihang also tried it, and Yan Ling's power was banned. You must know that his current bloodline should be higher than that of a third-generation pure-blood dragon. He would not be so restricted in the academy.

"So...junior brother, your senior Aki and I are not combatants. We leave it to you and junior brother Chu."

Fingel took a step back and stood with 'Aki-senpai', saying that he was a useless dog now that he had no word spirit.

"Don't rush to fight yet, they are just bluffing, Junior Brother Chu, what are they talking about?"

Jiude Mai frowned slightly and looked at Chu Zihang.

"They said that we were betrayers and sinners who had disobeyed the gods. We actually had the nerve to return to Nuannuan Township. There were many other curses and I won't translate them one by one. The general idea was to tell us to get out."

Chu Zihang translated.

"Is there any way to explain it clearly?"

Lu Chen asked, actually holding his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"I try my best."

After Chu Zihang finished speaking, he looked at the Inuit people and raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions: "Don't panic, everyone. We are not residents of the ice sheet. You can find out if you observe for yourself. Although we are all yellow people, But it’s obviously not the same race. We came to explore the ice fields from a large country far away in the southeast, and we just entered here by mistake.”

The Inuit crowd dispersed, and an old man on crutches came out and said to Chu Zihang: "A big country in the southeast? Are you from the sacred land of Dongsheng?"

Chu Zihang thought for a moment after listening to the old man's words, and felt that the amount of information was a bit large. He translated the old man's words to Brother Lu and the others.

Several others were also stunned for a moment. Due to translation reasons, the old man's words could also be understood as - Dongsheng Shenzhou.

For a while, everyone recalled ancient Chinese myths. Could it be that many myths are true?

"Excuse me, old man, where is your place? What is that ice field outside?"

At Lu Chen's signal, Chu Zihang asked the old man.

The old man raised his hand and asked the surrounding Inuit people to put down their weapons first, and said: "This is Charide Village. According to the records of the tribe, the area outside is located in the Arctic Reed Island and is under the blessing of the gods. Warm countryside.”

Chu Zihang carefully savored the old man's words. Translation was a tiring task, because there were slight differences in the wording between foreign languages ​​and Chinese, and the meanings might be completely different.

But thinking about what the old man said before, maybe something is really right. He turned to Brother Lu and the others and said: "He said that this is a warm land blessed by the gods, and the land where the ice sheet is located was formerly known as ——Beiju Luzhou."

The word "ji" is a rare word in Inuit that has the same pronunciation as Chinese. For transliteration, it can be translated as Beiju Luzhou.

"Old man, we are indeed travelers from Dongsheng Shenzhou. We entered this place by mistake. We have no intention of disturbing you. We just want to ask for advice on how to get home?"

Chu Zihang continued to ask, they can't say, "We are just here to kill your gods." In order to obtain more information, they should appease the other party first.

"Although it's a pity, you may not be able to go back. Since ancient history, after the rebellion, Nuannuan Township has been closed forever. I don't know how you got in, but it is impossible to get out."

The old man said, and then said to the villagers around him: "Those who should work should work, and those who should eat should eat, don't crowd around here."

Then he turned to look at Chu Zihang and the others, "We are guests from afar, why don't we go to the old man's residence first and sit there for a while."

Chu Zihang felt a little weird. His Inuktitut language could only be regarded as barely able to communicate with others, but he still felt that the old man spoke in a formal manner, like an ancient scholar. He did not expect that in such a closed area, there could be people. This kind of "cultural man"

After he translated the old man's words to Brother Lu and others, Lu Chen smiled at the old man and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, grandpa."

The old man looked at Lu Chen strangely. Although he didn't understand the language, he roughly understood that the other party was expressing his gratitude.

Then the crowd dispersed, and only the old man and Phyllis were left among the Inuit at the entrance of the village. When Phyllis heard that the other party was not a demon on the ice sheet, she also showed curiosity and refused to leave.

The old man led Lu Chen and others into the village, "Before I can introduce you, my name is Onaka, and he is the current village chief here."

As he spoke, he pointed to the girl beside him, "Phyllis, my little granddaughter."

Chu Zihang also introduced himself and his group again, "I am Chu Zihang, this is Lu Chen next to me, the taller one is Fingel, and this is Ya Ji."

Since the Inuit value first names more than surnames, he did not elaborate too much.

"Brother, are you from the warm land in the east? Are there flowers there?"

Phyllis asked curiously as she ran around a few people.

Chu Zihang replied: "Yes, our land is vast and rich, with beautiful mountains and rivers. Now is the season when birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Do you have very few flowers here?"

The last sentence is Chu Zihang's true intention. He never misses an opportunity to obtain information.

"There were no flowers before, but they will be when we can."

Phyllis happily raised the flower in her hand and hugged the precious one into her arms, carefully protecting the stamens.

Chu Zihang glanced at it and saw it was a poppy flower.

"Phyllis!"

Onaka scolded her, and Felice stuck out her tongue playfully, then hung back and stopped talking.

Several people followed the village chief into the largest igloo and closed the thin door that seemed to be made of reeds. There was no such thing as a lock here, but no one would steal anything.

Lu Chen looked at the happy smiles on the faces of the Inuit people on the road and said with a smile: "This seems to be an ideal land. To use the new words I learned recently, is it a utopia?"

Mai Shutoku replied: "It looks good, but strictly speaking, Utopia does not exist, because it represents the decline of human desire."

After a few people sat down, a young woman brought some food. Phyllis consciously sat on the ice stool and prepared to eat.

Lu Chen and others looked at it and were a little surprised. There was rice and pasta, but there was no meat, only vegetables.

Even though the climate here is warm, it's surprising that these Inuit have seeds.

Fingel took off the huge backpack behind him, poured out some cans, and asked Chu Zihang to help translate: "This is food from our hometown, and we like to share it with friends."

"I can't tell. Senior brother, you are quite good at getting things done. You can build a good relationship and gather information."

Lu Chen praised.

However, Fingel said: "Junior brother, you have misunderstood. I am only passionate about sex, and I believe you are too."

Mai Shutoku was not picky about food, and she was very interested in looking at some vegetables she had never seen in this land.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm."

The village chief wanted to refuse, but the food from these outsiders looked very different. These iron jars were beautifully made and had beautiful patterns printed on them. It was hard to imagine what kind of master it was to draw exactly the same pattern on every jar. paintings.

The storage and packaging of this food alone makes people feel an aura of "luxury". This must be something only the highest nobles can eat in Dongsheng Shenzhou. It is art collection-grade food, right?

If Fingel knew what the old man was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud, and then suddenly realize that this is indeed an ancient tribe.

"Phyllis, be polite."

The village chief scolded, because Phyllis had already picked up a can out of curiosity. She felt that the patterns on it were very beautiful, especially the silver World Tree pattern.

"It doesn't matter. Since I took it out, I must share it with you."

Chu Zihang calmed things down expressionlessly, feeling strange.

As if she had received permission, Phyllis glanced at her grandfather cautiously, and placed a can in front of her. She was reluctant to eat it, and wanted to keep it as a collection.

The next moment, when Fingel opened a can of beef head, the alluring smell wafted out of the soup and filled the air, which immediately made Phyllis, who had never eaten meat, stare. The village chief also looked at him with some suspicion.

The supplies provided by the college to the specialists are always the best. This can is Kobe beef selected from Japan, cooked by top chefs, and paired with a special sauce. The taste is simply unparalleled.

Fingel took a mouthful of the canned beef with special sauce provided by the Executive Department, and took another mouthful of rice. Then he looked up and found that the atmosphere had changed, "Why are you all looking at me? Eat!"

Even Lu Chen sometimes admires Fingel's shamelessness. When the situation is unknown, shouldn't he be careful to see if the food is poisonous? And the owner hasn't moved yet, so you just scooped up half of the bowl.

Gulu~

After Fingel swallowed it, he said to Lu Chen with some embarrassment: "Junior brother, don't worry, I've tried the poison for you, it's fine."

With Fingel taking the lead, Phyllis couldn't help it anymore. She drooled and imitated the actions of her strong brother, opened the can, and immediately moved her index finger.

The village chief couldn't resist the temptation. After opening the can and taking a bite, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he became more pleased with the outsiders.