Ansu unexpectedly received a piece of cooked two-horned horse meat, which the Samba chief had taken out of his share, and of course met with the white eyes of Samba's wives. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Ansu cut a small piece and ate it, and saw two Amanda children sucking bones staring at each other, their eyes full of longing. Ansul neatly divided the meat into two equal pieces and handed them to the two children. They hesitated, swallowed a few times with great difficulty, and finally snatched the piece of meat and ran away.

Ansu found that some of the children who may not have had enough to eat would hang around the single males and occasionally get a little bit of meat from them. Although the people of Ammanra are hierarchical, they also have some warmth.

A female Amandra walked up to Ansu's side and put down two fruits, and Ansu saw that the child she was holding in her hand was one of the two children just now.

Not long after they left, a young male also came up to Ansu, put down a piece of meat, and grinned at Ansu, who recognized him as a member of today's four-man hunting team.

"Here you go." Temo Amallah pushed the meat forward and said.

Taimo spoke in her own language, which Ansu didn't understand, but she knew that the other party had no ill intentions, so she nodded to the other party.

Not being refused, the young man was ecstatic and squatted down and took a step forward: "My name is Taimo, what's your name?" ”

Ansu frowned slightly and turned her face away.

"You're so good today...... Taimowu said to himself, not realizing that Ansu wouldn't listen to them. Seeing the chief talking to her in a low voice today, I thought that Ansu would also speak their words, and the more she talked, the more excited she became, but most of the content was about his heroic deeds in hunting. Ansu grimaced, but the orange fire softened the lines of her face, and it looked like she was listening, and Taimo spoke more energetically.

"You know, my dream is to defeat the chief and become a chief!" Temo clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming in the firelight.

"Temo, go back to your place." The old wizard's husky voice sounded behind him.

The young man scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, stood up, shook his tail vigorously at Ansu, and said reluctantly: "Let's talk next time!" ”

"Taimo is the kind of straight person, don't you mind." The old wizard said that he had learned about Ansu from Samba.

Ansu glanced back at Taimo, who was being pushed and teased by his friends, and the young man's eyes were sneaking at him like a thief. An Su looked away lightly.

"You seem to be the only one here who speaks the lingua franca?" Ansu asked casually, of course you were referring to the Samba chieftain and the old wizard.

"And a successor." The old wizard's face was sparsely haired and ravine-ridden, and he looked more like an old human.

"Nothing else?"

"This is the language of God, and only those who are affirmed by the true God can learn it." The old wizard became serious and looked at An Su sideways, "Aren't you?" ”

"I learned it from the wizards of the Naga tribe." Ansu looked at the jumping fire and recalled, "What is the god you worship?" "The god of the sea of the Naga tribe is an image of a Naga, and Ansu, the god of fire worshiped by Amara, can probably guess what he looks like. When she was in the Naga tribe, she thought that since the aliens had a lingua franca, the various tribes should communicate frequently with each other, like the Federation. However, when I arrived on the mainland, I learned that the current communication between the various tribes is almost zero.

What is the purpose of this so-called god teaching the alien tribes their own language? Could it be that there is a race with higher intelligence on the alien planet? This race may have mastered a higher level of technology than the Federation.

Ansu fell into a fog, subconsciously believing that the alien was a secret base for humanity, and that it was for some ulterior purpose to use cryptographic language to conceal her true intentions.

If evidence of human activity on alien planets can be found, the Federation may be able to contact the Federation, and then they can leave the place.

The corners of Ansu's mouth were slightly hooked, and when the time came, he could leave with them.

But there is another doubt in her heart: the traces of human activity behind all this are too clean.

While Ansu frowned and pondered, there was a sudden sound of bullhorns in the distance, sharp and rapid, and the warriors of Ammanra immediately picked up their weapons and gathered. The old and weak women and children hurried back to their tents, and the atmosphere in the place that had been bustling just now suddenly became tense.

"What's going on?" Ansu asked.

"The monster is attacking again." Chief Samba hurried back to Ansu, and led his warriors to the place where the horn was sounded.

Taimo ran past Ansu, turning his head as he ran: "Although you are very powerful, you should leave the fight to us." ”

The wind set off by the Ammanra warriors as they ran past caused the fire to sway violently, and a swarm of sparks flew into the night sky like fireflies, and a familiar energy swept through my mind--

Ansu froze, her calm heart set off thousands of waves, she took a deep breath, and without hesitation, rushed in the direction where the Ammanra people had disappeared.

This familiar chip energy could be one of the five of them!

When Chief Samba arrived, the monster had just crushed the head of an Ammanra sentry. The monster was about three meters tall and massive, resembling a giant orangutan, with red eyes. Seeing that there were still people blocking the way, it threw away the corpse in its hand, struck its chest a few times with a pair of huge fists, let out a roar of rage in the sky, and slammed it down at the Amandra. The fist mixed with the sound of the wind was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the people of Ammanla shouted to avoid it, and no one dared to take it hard.

Boom--

A large crater appeared on the ground, and a large area of grass around it was blown down by the strong fist wind. Taking advantage of the momentary pause of the monster, Chief Samba raised his spear and stabbed it into the monster's waist from behind. The monster twisted with a disproportionate amount of weight, and grabbed Chief Samba's spear with his other hand, but was stabbed in the wrist by Taimo's spear halfway through, and Chief Samba took the opportunity to step back and avoid the grasp.

The monster roared, revealing two large, sharp fangs. It pulled out its fist trapped in the mud and swung it at Temo. Temo was nimble, several rolls through the monster's crotch, spears stabbing at its thighs at the same time. The monster bent down and pulled at Temo's foot with both hands, but Temo had already been ripped away by Chief Samba and ran away.

At this time, Ansu had already seen the monster, and her heart suddenly sank.

"Get out of the way!" Taimo saw Ansu and said hurriedly.

The monster was about to make a big leap to hit Temo, but somehow, suddenly turned around, ran quickly into the distant night, and disappeared into the grassland in a few clicks, with an astonishing speed.

The familiar energy swayed like spider silk for a few moments, and then suddenly broke off.