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Then the scene descended into a subtle awkwardness.

Brian didn't find any threat in the little ones - primitive and fragile weapons (spears that look like the chopsticks used by Drunken Wind), small and weak bodies (compared to these little ones, gnomes are all big guys), and no signs of powerful spellcasters (no waves of light, arcane, elemental, shadow, or evil powers).

After observing for a long time, Brian felt that he was really nervous, and this group of guys seemed to be only good at hiding and disguising......

Of course, out of prudence, Brian did not let go of these little guys at the first time, but asked the guys in the team who were good at alchemy to analyze the use of the potions in the hands of these little guys.

It's a pity that it wasn't analyzed.

Most of the raw materials of this potion from Draenor have never been seen by the dwarves, so the analysis of the potion's function cannot be completed at all.

Interestingly, however, the little ones seemed to have discovered the dwarf's intentions, and then the two leaders-looking ones cautiously walked up and began a lively performance.

The two little ones first whispered strange things to each other, and then shook their heads together, as if neither of them could understand the other.

Then one of the little ones handed a bottle of black potion to the other one, and after drinking it, the two little ones seemed to be able to communicate at last, and then began to hook up shoulder to shoulder.

Brian watched their performance, then touched his beard.

It looked like the little ones were telling themselves that they would understand them by drinking their potions.

It's kind of interesting!

Brian was about to try the potion herself—but was stopped by Loya.

"Professional things should be left to professional people, and I'll do this kind of thing!"

"You still know how to do alchemy?" Brian's face was full of disbelief, "I've never heard of this!" ”

"Who said I could do alchemy?" Luo Ya pursed her lips, "I'm just good at drinking potions—when I was in Dalaran, I didn't help those mages experiment with potions to make money!" ”

"......" Brian was suddenly speechless.

Loya took the potion and drank the black liquid.

"Hmm, slight headache, no other state, low adverse reactions." Luo Ya habitually began to summarize the effects of the potion, "Also, the throat is very comfortable. ”

However, at this time, the eyes of Brian and the others who looked at Luo Ya became pleasantly surprised.

Because the voice of Loya just now is the same as that of those little guys!

This is indeed a communication elixir!

Luo Ya also found a problem at this time, but fortunately, when she was in Dalaran, she had drunk a similar potion, and after pinching her throat, she finally returned to the lingua franca.

"It's a miraculous potion, it can change language, and it doesn't taste bad, it seems that these little guys really have no malice."

After Luo Ya confirmed, everyone temporarily lowered their guard, and under Brian's organization, half of the archaeological team members drank the potion.

Then the little ones began to introduce themselves.

"Hey, from out there- you're welcome here, anyway—Zangar Sea, uh, Zangar Swamp!"

……………………

Without the barriers to communication, the dwarven archaeological team quickly made new friends.

These little creatures, who claim to be Spore People, are far more hospitable than expected, and know almost everything about the problems of dwarves and gnomes.

In the spore man's mouth, Brian learns the origin of the swamp.

As he had guessed, it was indeed once an ocean, the Zanga Sea.

After the collapse of Draenor, the waters of the Zangar Sea quickly evaporated under the influence of the energy of the Distorted Void, becoming a swamp.

Because of this, most of the creatures that live in the sea are extinct.

"What about the remains?" Brian felt very strange when he studied it, "Then there will be no trace at all!" ”

"Eaten by a fungal giant." Hearing Brian's question, the Spore Man at the head seemed to think of some bad memories, "Everything that used to be was eaten by fungal giants - even the dead fungal giants were eaten, and Sbra was scared!" ”

Eaten!

Brian slapped his head and finally realized that he had entered the wrong place of thinking.

In Azeroth, the flesh and blood of dead creatures are treated with scavengers, but bones are often fossilized - but Draenor is another world, not like that!

Obviously, those fungal giants can be considered scavengers, but they seem to be more edible than they think!

Now everything makes sense.

There are no traces of life because all traces of dead creatures here have been eaten by the fungal giants, and the life detector is ineffective because the spore and fungal giants are half-plant life.

According to Sbra, they were pods a long time ago, and after the collapse of Draenor, the natural energy of this world was largely dissipated, and the pods degraded (or evolved?). ), finally became the Spore Man now.

It's a pity that there are no orcs in the dwarven archaeological team, otherwise they would be very strange, those pods who want to fight everyone when they see it will actually become like this, and the war maniac has become pacifists!

In fact, the reason is very simple.

Fanatical pods and forest spirits, these little ones are creatures brought about by Draenor's excessive life elements, and their fanaticism comes from the excess of life elements in their own blood.

Just like the Spore Mountain and the Progenitor Thorn Beast in the past, the overly vigorous life elemental creatures will try to devour everything, and the forest spirits and demon pods will deliberately destroy everything because they are too small to devour.

But when Draenor collapsed, there was no longer a surplus of life elements here.

After fighting with Margolon for thousands of years, the Ancestor Jing Beast quickly and completely wiped out after losing its living environment.

A large number of plant-based creatures quickly disappeared in Draenor, and by this day, Blade's Edge Mountain, Hellfire Peninsula, and Shadowmoon Valley were all bare.

In this case, the large plant creatures that lacked energy disappeared, but the small pod-people survived.

Without the overly rich life element, the plant life has no desire to devour and destroy, and finally becomes peaceful and stable, and a large number of pods and forest spirits have left their homes, found the Zangar Swamp, and merged into the current Spore People.

To this day, the Zangar Marsh is the last place of the Draenor elementals.