"So, what exactly are we supposed to do?" To the northwest of the bluestone platform, a man in a long shirt and a round hat asked, he was floating in the air, and the soles of his feet were empty. He was born with a magnetic gene, and his magnetism can sense the magnetism in the dirt, repelling each other.

"I feel like when you're in the wild, and when you have an emergency, you burn the wood and smoke very high. Send a signal to his companions. I think we should let our civilized world know that we exist. Joon replied.

"What is our civilized world?" An innocent little girl asked, she was hiding next to her mother, who was just as tall as her mother's legs.

"It's a world that tells us where our race came from and where we're going. What are these magic used for? and so on. Joon replied again.

"Why do we have to know this?" A boy who is the same age as Joon, but who seems super cynical, asks.

"Good question!" Joon lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"Because I feel that we are going to disappear, and before we disappear, I want to get the answer, which may be my own selfish desires. But I think there must be someone who is more interested than me. ”

"Disappear?" The girl's Qiluo seems to float from the distant clouds.

yes, as this rally goes deeper. There are also more and more questions. After all, these days, Jun has piled up hundreds of questions in his heart, and he has never told anyone about it. Even if he has an answer to some questions, it is inevitable that people will feel foggy when they say it. Qiluo would come here, which also surprised him. Qiluo is a beautiful girl on the island, always with a hundred kinds of flowers gathered together like an elegant fragrance, for a long time, a pair of charming eyes are deep-set, willow eyebrows are high, and it looks like an alien race. Wherever she walks, she always takes beautiful things with her, golden birds, blue roses, and pure white butterflies. Sure enough, as soon as she landed at this moment, she brought a burst of refreshing fragrance, not to mention a large flock of beautiful birds. So she easily doesn't go out much. Her heart is extremely soft. I'm afraid of hurting the creatures who are so attracted to her.

"Well, Qiluo, we're gone. This is my hunch, and I don't know if it's accurate. I often feel inexplicably anxious, thinking about the races out there, afraid that I will die. I'm scared we're going to disappear. I am afraid that the magic of our people, which occupies too much mass on the earth, will produce a strange acceleration, and one day there will be a wind that will sweep us into the void of the universe. When the time comes, everything will be gone. Joon's face became even more ugly as he spoke, and he even felt pale.

"Joon, don't be afraid, you're the one who has seen the farthest on the island. Only you know how to escape, and you come up with a specific plan. Let's execute. A rich baritone said. It may have been listening for too long, and he felt a little thirsty. I picked a few fresh leaves from the tree, and when I rubbed them, the leaves turned into dry tea. Thinking about it, there was still a shortage of water, so he made a cup out of larger leaves, then bent down to scoop up a pot of water from the stream at his feet, put the dry tea into the leaf cup, and shook it lightly with his hand. The water has a temperature, and the dry tea spreads out in the water. He's Uncle Liangre. He has the mana to speed up the heating of objects.

"Uncle Liang, let's build a signal tower together." Joon replied.

(End of chapter)