Naughty Loli in Doll

"Not allowed."

"You!" The woman almost drew her knife.

Fortunately, the old man held her down in time and saved her life.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to exchange the treasures of our clan for your secret of having children..." Hurley said with her head bowed.

They obviously don't belong to a civilization, but the two waves of people seem to have a tacit understanding in this regard.

The future of life is really important.

But Anastasia was getting impatient.

The general information is coming, although the other party's words are obviously cut down a lot, why don't we just leave?

She only cares about whether she can bring her granddaughter home, and the fate of these people's race has nothing to do with her.

"Thank you, but I don't need it. My family farms with a golden hoe." Anastasia replied with a smile.

The outsider woman finally broke her face: "How can you do this? Hasn't your world been oppressed by the 'stars'? Or are you actually evil..."

"No quarrel!" Mir suddenly ran to the crowd and interjected in a milky voice.

Noisy.

In a word, shut everyone up.

Almost forgot the child was still here.

This is a child, a child I haven't seen in a thousand years, so I have to protect it.

"Your Majesty, may I ask, haven't everyone in your world been cursed like this..."

Before Hurley could finish speaking, the burly man who led the cow ran in yesterday, pointed to the door and said, "The land reclamation team is back!"

"..."

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The land reclamation team is people like the old man and the three of them.

The population is no longer able to reproduce, it can only be less but not more, and living in a small place is enough for these people to use limited resources to survive numbly.

At this time, it is undoubtedly a stupid act to add meaningless sacrifices, but if they can't get out from here, they don't even know the situation of the (river crab) war, and they may even become extinct due to pollution sooner or later.

"This forest only appeared later. It was originally the power of the 'Moon God' to protect us, but now it has become a trouble for us...Since the forest has not disappeared, it must be because the war is not over yet..." Hurley said He walked forward and said.

There is a sense of self-deception, after all, they are almost extinct because of this forest.

"Moon God? Moon Forest?" Anastasia narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Yes." Hurley looked at her in surprise.

It seems that this guy doesn't really know nothing.

Anastasia looked at Hurley with an inexplicable smile.

I also suspect that they are heretics. It seems that this group of people are heretics, right?

What those mentally ill people in "Yuemu" did was recorded in the annals of history.

She carried Mir and followed several people to the entrance of the village, where she met those so-called land reclamation teams.

Terrible, that's the only way to describe it.

It was so miserable that Anastasia hurriedly covered the little guy's eyes, although adults in her own era would let children get in touch with these things early.

There were five people who came back. On the surface, the best one just passed out, and the worst woman had a broken arm and a thigh, and mushrooms even grew from the flesh and blood on the wound.

As for the dead... there is no need to bring them back.

The old people also looked gloomy when they saw this situation.

Obviously, the fact that the three of them came here does not necessarily mean that there are only three of them in their team.

Hurley squatted down and uncovered the clothes of the woman with mushrooms on her body, causing her to groan in pain.

"Mushrooms..." Hurley frowned, "There were none before..."

"In the forest... this morning... it's full of mushrooms... near the tribe... everywhere..." The woman said these words in pain, and then passed out.

"Take them to treatment." Hurley sighed, and stretched out her hand for someone to carry them away.

"We didn't come across any mushrooms when we came at night." The old man stroked his beard and said.

There is no need to look for the reason, the ecology of this forest cannot be described by common sense.

Unexpectedly, Mir, who was hugged by Anastasia, stretched out his hand and pulled his beard, and pointed at him angrily with a milky voice: "Lie! I have met a lot!"

1 million walked around those mushrooms, but she still picked one up and got her head bitten.

The old man snatched his beard back in pain, and did not scold Mir, but said to Mir in the same way as a child:

"Grandpa didn't lie, and the tongue will fall off when you lie."

"Your words are lying! Bad old man!" Mir stretched out his small hand and grabbed the old man's beard.

"Little Mir, it's not polite." Anastasia said so, while hugging Mir and walking aside, but she didn't intend to stop Mir from pulling his beard. Instead, she hugged Mir and dragged the old man away.

"It hurts! Grandpa knows he was wrong, let him go!"

Hurley frowned, and looked at Harris, the young man who had been silent when talking with Anastasia just now.

"Harris, you haven't been out of the tribe for half a year, right... Tomorrow I will lead the team, you ask a few people to follow..."

Near the tribe, there are mushrooms everywhere?

This is not good news, it will be bad if it grows into the tribe.

"Yeah." Harris nodded, not surprised.

Anastasia, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes at him.

Haven't been out of the tribe for half a year?Um?

Was that ghost yesterday?

End of this chapter

Not to mention the present world in another world, even compared with the Temple of Time, this place is really far behind.

In the Temple of Time, Mir can also see a lot of interesting clockwork gear tools, although a few can be broken if you are not careful.

The current world, the other world, and the new world all have their own characteristics. In the modern world, the development of technology and networks is advanced, the magic of other worlds is popular, and the new world steampunk era...

But this place, at least in this small tribe, looks like a very backward magical age.

Survival is difficult, let alone anything that would make Mir interesting.

Anastasia still didn't cover her well today, allowing Mir to see the twisted and bloody scene.

Mir said that she would never eat the mushrooms growing on the man, and then it was gone...

I have seen this kind of scene a lot during my internship, and sometimes I have to lie down and sleep next to the dead body when the environment is really bad.

The little guy didn't think much about these tribes who were trapped in the black forest and couldn't bear children.

There are many miserable people in this world, don't blindly have sympathy for unfamiliar people.These are the values ​​Erin instilled in Mill from the start.

Now the little guy is getting more and more homesick.

It's not because there's nothing delicious here, she has a lot of snacks in her bracelet, and it's not just because there's nothing interesting here.

This heartless little thing was filial for a rare time, thinking about what would happen to Irene and Kiyana when they saw him disappear again, and what grandma would think.

Although it would be scary to see my mother get angry because of her mischief, but if she is so sad that she sheds tears... the little guy still doesn't want to see it.

"The magic conch, how should I go home?" Mill asked holding the magic conch.

After so long, the little guy finally accepted the setting that this magic conch doesn't know anything at all, it doesn't deserve to be called a magic conch at all!

But even so, most of the time she still talks with the magic conch, maybe it's purely as a tool for chatting, maybe it's because adults like Anastasia often can't understand her child's thinking at all.

In the past, she asked her parents to pick her up, but Grandpa the Dog thought it was unreliable.

"Wait, and hope." The magical conch replied.

"Hmph!" Mir threw it to the ground again, and stepped on it with his bare feet, only to be crushed.

Nothing, just a habitual action.

"Hmm..." Mir let out a pain, and quickly touched the soles of his feet.

"Don't worry, grandpa will take you back." Anastasia hugged the little guy distressedly, stretched out her hand to rub her little feet, but made Mier laugh out loud.

The little guy is already homesick... That's right, this child stayed outside the sky for a few months, and finally returned to his mother's arms, and then he was brought to this place where no shit.

She is still a child, she doesn't need to go through so much...

Perhaps Anastasia was born in an era when, as a child, she had to leave her hometown with the well that the whole village used to drink water on her back, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with being so pretentious nowadays.

The meaning of peaceful existence is to give these children a life of innocent growth.

"When you get back, grandpa will catch you a lot of conch shells to play with." Anastasia stretched out her hand and made an exaggerated gesture while saying this.

She felt that her granddaughter liked things like conch very much, otherwise why would she have to hold a conch for everything?

Hearing what grandpa said, the little guy's expression twisted.

She hates this stuff.

A jio kicked on Grandpa, she put on the shoes, ran out the door with short legs, and then turned into a puppet.

It's better to walk with long legs.

The people of the tribe are a little more numb than yesterday.

After returning from the land reclamation team, it became like this. Before hearing the news of the victory of the true god, they had not had time to be happy, and the return of the land reclamation team sent them back.

It is said to be a victory, but they have not seen it... The forest and pollution still exist, and their survival is still a problem...

If God really won, why are they still stuck in this place, are they forgotten?

According to this, people die every year, how long can they last?