"Little Yang..." Jiu Yuanzi just shouted smoothly, then he remembered that Gong Yangyan hadn't come.
It’s over, why don’t you roast the bird yourself?
Her mood suddenly changed. A place without lamb was like a barbecue without cumin, a bit too boring.
"Brother Fake, go and roast the bird." Jiu Yuanzi grabbed a temporary coolie.
At this time, the fake brother was already a dog. He was surrounded by a group of children from the Madonna clan. He was being carefully stroked by them and smiled like a real dog.
No matter what the field, cute things are timeless.
The fake brother was smiling happily. When Shu Motoko called him, he immediately turned into a human and stood up, posing to show off his muscles.
Immediately, the children exclaimed and gathered around. They spoke incomprehensible words with surprise on their faces. Then they all started squeezing randomly.
Brother Pseudo barked anxiously and hurriedly tried to push them away to clear a place to roast the bird.
After he finally managed to get the child to stay away from him with his hands and feet, he started to use the wilderness survival videos he had watched on the tablet to start camping operations.
They collected stones to build a fire pit, cut down trees for firewood, and even began to remove the feathers and guts of dead birds.
This series of operations made the onlookers of the Madonna tribe open their eyes wide. They had never seen anyone working while idle all day, and they just found it very fresh and interesting.
Even monkeys will take a second look at something they have never seen before, let alone a creature with high thinking.
"Aba Aba..." Ah Er gestured and said a lot to Jiu Yuanzi, during which Bo Li violently stopped him several times.
But this obviously had no effect. As if he had taken some big tonic, Ah Er kept dancing to express his intention.
The language barrier was too troublesome, so Jiu Yuanzi said to Bo Li: "Uncle, give me one of your books, the one for learning languages."
"Books? We don't have that kind of thing." Bo Li shook his head in confusion. He had the concept of a book in his mind and knew what it looked like, but he didn't know what it was used for.
Jiu Yuanzi said speechlessly: "You don't have any books? How did you learn your own language?"
Bo Li crossed his hands on his chest, and instead of praying, he praised the Holy Mother of God. "This is a gift from the Mother of God. We are born with language. We don't have to pay any price. Praying is our sacred mission."
Jiu Motoko was too lazy to argue with him about the unholy nature of prayer, and said rudely: "Then pray for me now so that my distinguished guest can understand what you are saying immediately."
"This..." Bo Li said in embarrassment: "Guest, this is not good. Didn't you say you shouldn't pray casually and must be self-reliant?"
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at him in surprise, not expecting that he would reject her with such words.
It's too arrogant, it's just deliberately trying to show off. Apart from doing this kind of thing yourself, how can you tolerate others using it on you?
It's completely lawless.
"Did I act too kind, causing you to have some bad misunderstandings, thinking that I am a good person?" Jiu Yuanzi tilted his head and looked at him, asking questions from his soul.
Bo Li was stunned, thinking of what he had been beaten just now. Although he was beaten very badly, he did not kill himself.
As the gatekeeper of the Willing Realm, his thinking ability is much higher than that of others. Now he is sure that people from the outside will never kill him for someone to translate.
I don't feel scared at all.
Jiu Yuanzi shook his head, "Your naive thoughts will kill all the clan members. What if I am a bad person?"
"The kind of big bad guy who will exterminate tribes and territories should not be judged by his appearance."
Bo Li finally became frightened. He looked horrified and asked in a panic, "What do you want to do?"
"Do you want to force my people to pray non-stop, keep getting what you want from the Mother Goddess, satisfy your endless desires, and drain our willpower so that we can no longer pray?"
Jiu Motoko thought he was so annoying. At first she tried to coax herself into praying, but after failing, she now tried to trick herself into forcing the Holy Mother clan to pray.
This guy has such a double standard. He doesn't want to pray, but he wants other tribesmen to come. How can he be so bad? It is definitely not a pleasant thing to consume the power of wish.
Originally, Jiu Motoko wanted to borrow the books here to read and use the high-end translator produced by Ning Corporation to do a simple conversation translation. This thing came in handy in the Abyss and Polar Regions, used to talk to low-level spies.
However, Bo Li refused this kind of good thing, not because he wanted to control the power of translation, so he just made it up randomly.
So, Jiu Yuanzi suddenly appeared in front of Bo Li, put his hand on his face, poured spiritual power into it, let his consciousness roam throughout his body, and instantly wiped away the physical structure of the Madonna clan. All over.
Sure enough, the demon gods who created the creatures are different, and the structures of the creatures are also very different.
The Madonna clan has no brain tissue. Instead, it has a mass of light in its head, connected to light that spreads throughout the body like blood vessels, emitting dim light.
Their holy horns have the densest light, with countless rays converging at the top, as if they can release energy.
These are not spiritual veins, but they are somewhat similar.
There are no internal organs in the body, only a stomach-like organ connected to the mouth, which is also covered with light and connected to the largest light body on the head.
This means that the food they eat will not produce impurities and will be absorbed by the whole body. Otherwise, where will the undigested waste be excreted?
Wait, sugar and coke...
It took Jiu Motoko 0.1 seconds to feel relieved. These were all liquids, so there should be no impurities left.
No wonder they eat so little. They only eat boring things like mother fruits, and they definitely can't digest anything else.
The physiological structure is very troublesome, and it is too unique. It is not an omnivore that can eat anything.
However, you can try purified spiritual food. Mr. Ning’s food branch is studying this mass-produced spiritual food, which is like instant noodles, cheap and delicious and affordable for the public.
Jiu Yuanzi's thoughts wandered for a moment, but she immediately took it back. It was not for this reason that she directly invaded Bo Li's brain. She just wanted to obtain language memory, so what could she have any evil intentions?
It was obvious that Bo Li wouldn't listen to what he said, just because he wanted to use force.
Her consciousness scanned the brightest part of Bo Li's mind, and she saw a lot of messy pictures flashing by. It was not easy to find what she wanted.
At this time, Bo Li froze and stood motionless, losing control of his body.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't put up any attack posture, she just raised her hand and pressed his face like this. It happened instantly. The Holy Mother clan standing around didn't react and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Suddenly, the bright sky suddenly became dark like a room with the lights turned off.
"Ah!" The creatures of the Holy Mother clan screamed instantly, and they all rushed to their shacks with their heads in their hands. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Streams of green thunder and lightning fell from the sky, targeting Jiu Motoko.
She didn't have time to look at what was in Bo Li's mind, so she just looked over and fished out some light groups with recognizable fonts, and he immediately jumped away.
At the same time, the thunder and lightning made a sharp right-angle turn and struck Shu Motoko, who was moving away.
In the flash of lightning, Jiu Motoko took out a metal rod and thrust it into the ground. Green thunder and lightning crackled in front of her, all being absorbed by the rod.
There was a row of dim marks as big as soybeans on the stick, and in the blink of an eye a third of them lit up.
Jiu Motoko raised her head and looked at the darkening sky. Thunder and lightning continued to strike, but they were still a few meters away from her. They all turned around and went to Bangzi.
The ball of light in her hand sank into her palm. Sure enough, it was the language of Yuan Yu.
While sorting out these words in her mind, she looked at the lights on the stick. Seeing that they were about to light up to the top of the stick, she took out another one and stuck it in the ground.
The thunder and lightning struck down split into two streams, one of which struck this way.
Jiu Motoko whistled, "This lightning rod is really useful for collecting lightning. I originally wanted to protect it from rain and thunder when camping, but I didn't expect it to be perfectly suitable for use here."
