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    A group of people walked slowly in this small village with full of curiosity. Everything around them seemed peaceful and peaceful. However, in our eyes, everything here was not only against harmony, but also against harmony - everything.  Everything looked extremely out of place.

    This is located in the capital universe of Merova. From the perspective of a trans-world empire, this area can be said to be located in the center of prosperity and a political hub.  It is only a dozen light years away from the capital planet of the Merova people. For a cross-world civilization, it can be said to be within the blink of an eye.  It is not a primitive planet. In the coordinate database of the Merova people, this planet is marked as a direct-administered zone and indicates the existence of a long-term planetary government.  All of the above, under normal circumstances, would mean that this planet has highly developed technology, giant advanced cities, private spaceships racing around the entire planet, and people wearing red hoops in the space station.  The coordinator who intercepted a passing starship to check for drunk driving

    But what we see in front of us are only primitive villages, simple handmade tools, and ignorant indigenous people who work at sunrise and rest at sundown.  This village is obviously at a very low level of technology. Most of the houses are large square houses built with rough planks and logs as frames and adobe bricks fired by local methods. The roofs are covered with sloping grass.  These grass roofs seem to be made from the hair-like slender and flexible wild grasses on the nearby grasslands.  There are no real roads in the village. The natural flat land between the houses is the road.  There are not many traces of planning in the surrounding houses. Square thatched houses of large and small sizes were built randomly with uneven intervals.  In the room, you can see original cars with wheels and axles fixed together, as well as weird tools that are not famous.  These things should be the fruits of these indigenous civilizations.  I feel as if I have entered a different world that is still in the late stages of tribalism.

    The village is small, but it seems to be quite prosperous. We saw many passing villagers along the way.  They look basically the same as the people on earth, but their skin has a slight gray-black color. This gray-black color is different from any skin color of people on earth. This is probably related to the special ecological environment of the local planet: after all, the gods have  The information disturbance in the void can only make intelligent races very similar to them in appearance. In terms of details, there are still many differences between intelligent creatures in different worlds.  These local indigenous people wear hand-woven coarse cloth clothes. They have strong bodies and their skin is rough due to the wind and sun. It is obvious that this is a society where human labor occupies the main position in production activities. Everyone is rich because of engaging in the most basic heavy manual labor.  With such strong and rough physical features.  Most of the villagers passing by were in a hurry. This time should be the time for the locals to finish their work and go home.  The villagers passing by us would occasionally slow down and glance here or twice, but no one stopped completely, and except for the man who was at the entrance of the village at the beginning, no one came forward to ask us about these sudden appearances.  What is the status of an outsider?

    Those eyes cannot be said to be dull, but they also lack the warmth of curiosity: these locals lack the necessary enthusiasm for unfamiliar things.

    Of course, part of the reason for this is Sandora's spiritual interference at work. Our group of outsiders in strange clothes (perhaps they can be called gorgeous in the eyes of these poor locals?) should be dressed and dressed in the eyes of the villagers.  People with similar temperaments to them, and their actions should not be noticeable, but Sandora's mental interference did not completely block the curiosity and thinking ability of these people. In their eyes, even if we are normal, we are still  Strangers who have never been masked before, in this deserted place with a radius of hundreds of miles, a large group of strangers suddenly appeared in such a quiet mountain village, but they did not attract any attention. This is really strange.

    "Work, rest, work, rest" Sandora has been chanting softly, releasing her power to feel the basic emotions and simple thinking tendencies of every intelligent individual around her. Finally, she read  That's all. "The thinking processes of these villagers are extremely simple. They act like timers. I can't read their specific thoughts without hurting these people, but I can basically determine their action tendencies."  So uniformso uniform, everyone in the whole village showed the same thinking tendency at this moment, even those children over there"

    Shandora pointed to the shadow of a big house in front of her. There were five or six children there who were wearing only a piece of burlap and running barefoot. After a little observation, I discovered that these children also had the same personality and personality.  Those adults-like expressions: hurried expression, unswerving gaze.  According to Sandora, at least at this moment, the thinking tendencies of these children and adults are exactly the same!

    The consistency of thinking tendencies does not mean that the thoughts are exactly the same, so these villagers shouldBut I.  "

    "It seems that these siblings are very valuable?" Miss Lin continued.

    At this time, Anuzha helped her sister bring the heavy basin to the table and took out the food: "This is a square pancake unique to our village. You can't eat it in other places. We used to have it."  There are merchants who came all day and night from the big market to buy square pancakes from our village."

    Anuzha took out pieces of half-foot-square white pancakes from the basin and placed them in front of us. His sister ran back to the second floor and brought down another large basin of soup. Qianqian was an enthusiastic person and immediately ran up to help.  .  Sandora curiously picked up the big cake in front of her, sniffed it with her nose raised, took a big bite, and said with a bulging mouth: "Well, the taste is unexpected, not bad."

    Me: "" Actually, you know, I don't believe it at all?

    Ever since Sandora took a bite of the TV at home and commented that it tasted good, we no longer believe her evaluation of things. Her Majesty the Queen¡¯s taste is not in the same dimension as the people on earth!

    "Well, wood, you should try it too," Miss Lin also picked up the food in front of her and took a bite. After chewing it, she said to me seriously. She dared to eat this thing of unknown origin: Anyway, we  This group of people are not afraid of being poisoned to death. Apart from having a normal sense of taste, our current digestion range is actually quite weird in the eyes of authentic earthlings. "Although it doesn't provide nutrients, the taste is not that bad."

    The second half of the sentence was said by her in the spiritual connection, because after all, it was not very polite to say this in front of the host.

    I took a bite of the square pancake and came to a conclusion: I will be stupid if I try to fool the young lady next time This thing tastes like dirt!

    "Of course, the most important thing is the soup used in the holy meal. Without it, people will get sick. You long-distance travelers definitely need this more." Anuzha didn't pay attention to the strange expressions on a group of us when we were eating.  He began to serve soup to everyone enthusiastically, which was the large pot of brown soup that his sister brought down from the second floor for the second time. This thing smelled much more normal, at least it didn't smell like earth. Sandora picked up the soup  Drink a bowl in one go and make a fair evaluation in the spiritual connection:

    "Psychic intrusion and dependence poison, chronic and powerful, and by the way, it tastes like cocoa." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. You  Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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