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Hills, please listen to my story!

That monster really desecrated the bodies of the people of the hills!

I don't know what happened. That disgusting evil devil didn't let us see the horrible ritual. He just used magic to circle a piece of land in this field, and then used some kind of evil light to cover up his blasphemous behavior.

Hills, this is too scary. I can't describe what I felt.

Coach Kuiligu is an amazing person. He organized everyone to escape when the monster was performing the blasphemous ritual. My brother Teng Tou Taili rarely agreed with Fu La. In his opinion, it is better to go back and accept the death penalty than to be tortured to death by this horrible monster - at least you can die in the hills. And my mother also said that she is willing to stay and cover for all of us, so that we have a chance to leave calmly.

I can't describe the moment I left my mother - what kind of mood and consciousness did I have to do such a thing? What kind of mood did my mother have to make such a decision?

It's indescribable.

It's just a pity that as soon as we reach the edge of the field, an inexplicable force will stop us from moving forward. At that moment, everyone fell into deep despair. We realized that no matter how we were aware of ourselves, we were so ridiculous in front of that monster.

Just because we were too powerless.

At that time, we didn't realize that this was just the beginning of our suffering. There was a bigger shock behind.

When we returned to the field, the monster had already removed the strange circle that covered its blasphemous behavior and was using a shiny thing to treat a piece of its armor. Maybe it's a bit disrespectful to think so, but the split light used by this monster really seems to be the power of fire possessed by Lord Mist.

Those who see my letter, please be careful, he may have mastered a power similar to Lord Mist. Be sure to remind the people of the hills to be careful! Be careful! Be careful!

The monster didn't show any reaction to our return. He must have known that we would run away and came to ridicule us on purpose.

At this time, the coach also discovered a situation. The monster was burning things with the scent of the Hill People.

At that moment, we all understood that the body of the predecessor might have been killed.

However, I soon noticed another detail.

There was no smell of the Hill People around the mouth of the disgusting monster.

The mouth of the monster was horrible and twisted. He had very few teeth, only a row of square teeth, and a crazy organ in his mouth, like a miniature Hill People without tentacles and eyeballs. I heard that the Hill People who were not born in the egg also looked like this.

I resisted the urge to faint and carefully observed this grotesque mouth.

I didn't see any unique smell of the Hill People.

This is really terrible. There are traces of the Hill People on his armor, but not around his mouth. He didn't desecrate the corpse in order to eat it, but simply desecrated the corpse for the sake of desecrating the corpse.

I was desperate. There was no reason to talk to this guy. He was evil and twisted, chaotic and disordered. I no longer expect to leave alive.

I just hope that my last voice is not buried.

The last words of the betrayer, the Gui tribe, part 2.

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The third day, the weather was still green

I tried to cook those mushroom blocks today. Although I know that this will most likely not make the mushroom blocks delicious, I don't plan to taste them. I just think that this thing can be taken back as a local specialty.

In the process, I noticed a special manifestation. They seem to have a special feeling for fire. I don't know why, they shouted and jumped at the fire where I cooked mushrooms, as if it was a very extraordinary thing.

This made me feel very strange. Has this civilization never seen fire? Or has it never seen open fire?

This reminds me of the harmless treatment of the surgical gowns for dissection yesterday. They seemed to have a similar reaction, but the movement was not so big.

This is really an amazing discovery. There may not be many races with such a level of civilization who have never seen open fire.

We should consider teaching these Pula how to use fire to promote the civilization of the Pula.

Unfortunately, these Pula are still unwilling to communicate with me. They chat happily with each other, but if I try to talk to them, they will run away desperately. This makes me very frustrated. I think my affinity is still very strong.

This seriously delayed my progress in parsing the Pula language.

In addition, the process of finding fossils is much more difficult than I imagined. The interference of alien fairy power on spiritual consciousness is much greater than expected. Even if I leave the strange fleshy land, I will still be strongly disturbed. In addition, after being soaked with enough fairy power, the rock layer becomes difficult to penetrate. I may spend more time looking for biological fossils on this planet.

The news of the delayed progress is indeed very frustrating.

In addition, I also went to the fleshy land to look for the traces of the Tiandu species. But unfortunately, the Tiandu species seems unwilling to talk to me. I can feel its aura, but it has been avoiding me, I don’t know why.

However, it is now certain that this guy is still on this planet.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, I do not plan to enter the fleshy land for exploration for the time being.

I hope time can prove my determination to come in peace.

In addition, I once again doubt the anti-interference ability of the antique magic weapon. In such an area with extremely high background spiritual energy and serious pollution of immortal power, several semi-immortal instruments including "Mathematics" have indeed been interfered with. Although the function as a calculator can still operate, I doubt whether their long-distance resonance function can still operate normally.

Their performance seems to be inferior to the standard magic weapon of the Immortal Alliance Zhengtian Division. At least when I used the cargo flying sword to send back the tissue samples that had been preliminarily processed [according to professional terms, the monks of Tianlingling believed that the operation I performed on the remains of Pula could not be defined as dissection, but rather emergency processing of samples], the cargo flying sword did not have any problems.

Since arriving on this planet, everything has gone wrong for me.

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I don't know how long it has been since the last time I buried the information. I feel like I'm going crazy. Really, I'm going crazy.

The monster still didn't eat us. But I doubt if he really wants to eat us? Except for the first time when he tasted our blood and mucus, he never ate anything again. Even the food in the field that he liked.

I inferred that this monster has a crazy habit. He likes to desecrate food rather than eat it. The same goes for the corpses of the predecessors. He didn't eat the corpses of the predecessors, but desecrated them. Once, I even saw him use the power of fire to torture the food in the field!

I can't understand this madness.

The long-term crazy life has dulled my sense of time. I can't detect the change of day and night. The regular routine of a hill people is gone in me.

Other hill people have shown similar symptoms. I doubt we can hold on for much longer. We have sleepless nights. In fear, we can only choose to comfort each other like this.

Oh, yes. I'm not saying that Fu La and the coach will be like this, they are indeed very strong. Simple fatigue will not kill a strong man like the coach, but long-term fatigue may also cause the mana to go astray.

Please allow me to praise my mother here. Even though we were on the verge of going crazy, she still stood firm. The nursery rhymes she sang for me often reminded me of the warmth of my childhood. If it weren't for my mother, I might not have been able to hold on until today.

Ah, the latecomers who found this message, please remember that the disgusting monster doesn't seem to like nursery rhymes. If he conflicts with you one day, you may try to drive him away with gentle songs.

At least according to my observation, every time he avoided us, it was when my mother sang a song.

And what I am more afraid of is another point. When you adapt to this kind of life, the madness in this life will begin to penetrate into your bones. I actually began to feel that there is some strange law hidden in the chaotic behavior of that disgusting monster.

Maybe I am really crazy.

I must leave a warning to all my compatriots who may be enemies of that monster, don't try to understand the monster's behavior.

All the behaviors of that monster are crazy and unreasonable.

Recently, the monster began to use some words of the Son of the Hill. I don't know what he wants to do.

But what is certain is that it is definitely not a good thing.

The last words of the betrayer, the Gui tribe, the third.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Hill! Hill! Let me die! Let me return! ! ! !

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Day 11, weather, this format is really meaningless.

When studying the language of this tribe, I once thought about a very serious question. This planet is completely covered by the Gangqi layer, there are no celestial changes, and no stars can be seen. In this environment, how will these Pula live?

These Pula seem to have no concept of biological clocks at all. Their work and rest are very irregular.

Although there is also the possibility that they are too scared to sleep, I have preliminarily analyzed their language. Among these samples, Pula No. 7, the lowest cultivation, is even in the mood to sing, and it is the kind of gentle type. They may have gotten used to my existence.

After all, I hadn't done them any harm except at the beginning.