Zhang Lan finally experienced what it means to be "hot and happy" Zhang Lan felt that this meal should be the happiest meal in his life, and he even doubted that he would never have the opportunity to eat so happily in the future. Because this beast meat is indeed delicious and delicate, the chirping seasoning is beyond Zhang Lan's cognition, this seasoning mobilizes all the taste nerves of his tongue, and it is extremely magical. On the other hand, Zhang Lan and Chirp also ate this delicious meal when they were hungry for two days, which they naturally remembered in their hearts and could not forget.

After a long time, Chirp touched his high bulging belly and lay happily on the grass*. And Zhang Lan, who was full, looked at Zilong lying on the side and was worried, Zilong hadn't eaten for two days, he was afraid that Zilong would starve to death before he could find a way to treat him.

"Wow... So happy... You don't have to worry about that person, I think he is in a state similar to hibernation now, and it should be no problem if he doesn't eat for a long time" Seeing Zhang Lan looking at Zilong, she chirped and said lazily.

"Hibernation, how do you know, have you seen him in a similar situation before" Hearing the chirp, Zhang Lan asked in surprise.

"There are a lot of the same conditions as him, and when I hibernated, I was almost the same as him, my breathing and pulse were weakened a lot, but my whole body was normal." As soon as he said that the platypus chirped, the lazy and happy expression of chirping disappeared, and he grabbed a handful of wild grass beside him and scattered it in the night sky.

"That's right, since he came here, he has been like this not good or bad, I don't think it's about hibernation" Zhang Lan sighed and reluctantly accepted the statement of hibernation, even if he didn't accept it, he was helpless, he did everything he could, and the rest could only be left to fate.

The chirp did not reply to his words, and the two of them fell into silence with a heavy heart, only the night wind on the grassland whined in their ears, and the stars swayed and disappeared among the clouds.

After a long time, the chirp suddenly asked, "Are you someone who has seen our race before?"

"Huh? How do you say this" Zhang Lan was lying on the other side of the bonfire, surprised by his question, and asked by propping up her body.

"I said this in the language of our race and you spoke, do you hear that? The chirp asks a rock-shattering question.

"What, I didn't hear it at all, in my ears you are still talking the same as before, the Henan accent hasn't changed" Zhang Lan stood up in surprise.

"Henan dialect? Is the language that King Zhao taught me Henan dialect? Chirp was also surprised.

"Why can't I hear your own language?" Zhang Lan ignored the chirping question and was shocked.

"You don't have to be nervous, the universal language is the law of this world, you can understand the language of our race and even the language of any race in this world, it is a natural phenomenon after living in this world for a period of time!" Chirp added some twigs to the fire and said mysteriously.

"The Dialect of All Races" Zhang Lan was chewing on this unfamiliar word repeatedly, and such a fantastic thing further deepened Zhang Lan's fear of this mysterious world.

"How did you come to this world?" Chirp, who had digested the food, sat up, turned the fire and there was still more than half of the beast meat on the fire, staring at Zhang Lan with blazing eyes.

Zhang Lan didn't tell him about his origins, but he didn't expect him to expose his details in a word, he thought about these things in front of Chirp, and there was no need to hide them, because there was a King Zhao in their station, so he roughly told him how he had traveled through this world.

"Wow... Sure enough, it's similar to what King Zhao said," Chirp waved his arm excitedly. Then he said: "So where do you think our race came from, in fact, we also came to this world from our original hometown inexplicably like you" The mysterious expression of the chirp made him look like a wizard.

"Aren't you natives and traversers?" Zhang Lan was even more puzzled about the composition of this world.

"Traverser. . . What does this word mean, King Zhao didn't teach me" Hearing the fresh words, the focus of the chirp immediately deviated again.

Zhang Lan was interested in explaining the composition of modern Chinese to him, urging him to return to the topic. In the twittering narration, a small secret of this world slowly opened up in front of Zhang Lan.