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Every time I travel through time and space, I will feel a little dizzy, especially when I have just been discharged from the hospital and my body is still relatively weak.

To make matters worse, Wang Qiu also had to carry a large number of bulky luggage and backpacks—from clothes to snacks to drinks to recreational tablets, and even fishing rods and nets: according to the traverser's description in the video recording, there was a tropical beach with many coconut trees, so Cai Rong was eager to climb the trees and pick coconuts, while Ma Tong planned to show off her fishing skills.

Hey, are you going on an adventure or an outing?

In short, Wang Qiu stumbled to his feet, faced the dazzling sunlight, followed Professor Yang, and walked out of the hut where the wormhole was located.

At a cursory glance, he confirmed that it was a very primitive building, with uneven planks on the floor, thick logs on the supports, and a roof covered with thatch or palm leaves, which looked a lot like the style of a holiday cottage in the Maldives or Indonesian tourist attractions, but it was obviously much more rudimentary, and even the bark on the pillars was not shaved clean.

Moreover, the whole house was empty, and there was no furniture to be seen except for the central firepit, and it is not known whether the owner of the house had deliberately removed all the things, or whether it was already poor and had no walls—in fact, the room had no walls in the truest sense of the word, except for the pillars, beams, and thatched roof, except for the reed mats hanging from the eaves, barely enough to replace the curtains or the walls.

Well, if you live in such a large empty pavilion, you can definitely feel the wind of the four seasons in any direction (laughs).

In the courtyard outside the house, the compatriot of the New China Traveler who unfortunately fell into the wilderness has been waiting with his family under the scorching sun for a long time.

Although he has changed into beach pants and T-shirts that he had teleported through wormholes, and someone has worn out plastic slippers that he didn't want, his dark skin, his unkempt hair like a chicken's nest, and the weird tattoos on his arms are more reminiscent of the indigenous people of Southeast Asia.

Overall, this guy should be a good mix, and soon after arriving on this plane, he used the high-tech products around him to intimidate the natives, and even asked a big chief to marry his daughter to him, thus successfully blending into the elite class, and it can be regarded as a successful career.

Beside him was a very beautiful Indian woman wearing a feather tassel and a scantily clad appearance, holding a baby in her right hand, and holding the arm of the traverser with her left hand somewhat restrainedly, while at the same time she couldn't help but look curiously at the visitors from the other world.

According to the previous introduction in the mobile phone video, this beautiful indigenous woman should be the wife of the time-traveler here, the daughter of an Indian chief, or a princess...... So, Wang Qiu nodded to her, showing a smile that was as bright as possible, but it seemed to frighten the other party, making the Indian princess shrink behind her husband's back even more timidly, not even daring to show her head.

Seeing that the wife didn't seem to appreciate much, Wang Qiu had no choice but to turn his attention to the Native American villagers gathered around - although this seemed to be the courtyard of the village chief's house, it was only separated from the outside by a low fence made of thorny plants, which could not block the view at all.

At this moment, I heard that a "man of God" had arrived, and it was not the busy farming season, and hundreds of Native American villagers who were idle all rushed over at once, crowded inside and outside the fence, and all looked in with curious eyes. …,

Due to the hot climate, these native Indian villagers were mostly naked, revealing large areas of bronzed skin, and only a few wore straw skirts around their lower bodies, even the women, all of whom did not care to expose their round and firm breasts to their chests.

Speaking of which, although the size, skin color, and appearance of the American Indians were very different from the white Europeans, they were also very different from the yellow races of East Asia, at least when the two types of people living on both sides of the ocean were put together, they were usually distinguishable at a glance.

According to Wang Qiu's observations, among these onlookers, it seems that women and children are the mainstay, there are very few adult men, and there is no old man, and all of them are dressed in strange ways - most of their nostrils, ears, and lips are pierced and inserted with ornaments such as feathers, bone tools, and jade pendants, and they also use black, white, yellow, and blue colored clay to paint their faces and bodies, making people look awkward and awkward. There is a more unusual guy, who actually used black paint to smear a thick circle around the two eye sockets, as if he thought it was very terrifying, but in the eyes of the traversers, he always involuntarily associated with the giant panda......

The hairstyles of local indigenous women were similar to those of modern people, either short shawls or long braids. The local men's hairstyles are more bizarre, with straw ropes tied in thick bundles in the middle of their heads, and then flattened from the top (definitely not cut), and Zuihou makes a nondescript trapezoidal bun that looks like a hot water bottle stopper, and makes their whole head look like an onion.

Most of the onlookers were empty-handed, while others were carrying clay pots, baskets and weapons. But those so-called weapons are actually sharpened sticks, sharp stones, and simple wooden bows. Moreover, apart from the gold and silver jewelry worn by a few people, there are hardly any metal objects to be seen...... At first glance, you can feel the ignorance of primitive society.

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On the other hand, Wen Dehei, who was standing in the center of the welcoming crowd, was also looking, or rather examining, the compatriots who had traveled from another time and space.

-- There is no way, the Chinese prefer internal fighting and lack unity, and the headache and malaise of "preferring outsiders to domestic slaves" has not undergone fundamental changes since ancient times. Don't you see the Chinatowns in the metropolises of Shijie countries, which are often the most chaotic and complicated places?

In fact, quite a number of Chinese, after going abroad, grovel to foreigners and flatter in every possible way, but when they come to their own compatriots, they are cold and ruthless. Even in backward places like Africa, in recent years, there have been Chinese gangsters who have been haunted by gangsters, and it is shameful that they have specially robbed those Chinese compatriots who go to do business or engage in projects, but they never dare to do anything to the local blacks.

Therefore, although Wen Desi seems to be very enthusiastic on the surface, and his heart is not without the joy of "meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country", in fact, deep down, he also has a bit of vigilance and vigilance in the private sphere.

What's more, he is not sure for a while whether these compatriots from the motherland in the 21st century have good intentions or malice towards him?

You know, Wen Deji, a Chinese who has received a Marxist-Leninist historical education and is well aware of the various despicable methods of the European colonizers in Shijie modern history, will not be as simple-minded as those Indians in history - first welcomed the Spanish explorers into their homes as gods, served the most hode wine and food, and then watched in amazement as these "white-skinned gods" suddenly turned their faces after eating and drinking, and felt their own relatives, When their neighbors and children were slaughtered, Zuihou fell to his knees in a pool of blood and prayed with joy to thank God, Jehovah, for giving them such an easy bunch of fools...... Even if the other party is not a European white skin, but a Chinese like himself. …,

Ahem, it seems a bit off-topic, in short, it's absolutely right to be more vigilant in front of strangers!

The first to come out was an old man in a tunic suit. Judging from his face, he knew that the old man's health was very good, his eyebrows were erect, although his facial skin was a little loose, his flesh and bones were full, his eyes were blazing, and he could vaguely see a bit of the unique awe-inspiring momentum of a soldier.

Next, there is a slender and sturdy black lady wearing a red jacket tracksuit, with long black and beautiful hair tied up in a single ponytail high behind her head, her eyes slightly squinted like a crescent moon, and then she has lazy eyes, slightly puffy eye sockets, and obvious dark circles...... Belch? Why does it look like a typical otaku girl who stays up late to play games and forgets to sleep? And where does this woman seem to have been seen before?

Then, a petite and cute Lori popped out - definitely no more than 130 cm tall, her hair was coiled into two balls wrapped in white gauze nets at the back of her head, and the costume was even more bizarre: super small 65-style green military uniform + red river crab cockade + red armband with the words "regiment leader......

――You're cosplaying, aren't you? You must be cosplaying, right?

Manager Wen Desi, who felt deeply mentally broken, couldn't help but let out a crazy complaint in his heart for a while.

zuihou, at the end of this group, is a young man wearing a T-shirt, wearing a sun hat, and an ordinary appearance, I saw him dragging a trolley case in each hand, a shoulder bag on each shoulder, and a women's handbag hanging around his neck, as if he were a volunteer porter.

However, Wen Deji deliberately paid more attention to him for a while, because of this guy's appearance...... Seems more familiar?

It's a pity that no matter how much he looks through his mind, he can't find that long-forgotten memory for a while.

On the other side, Wang Qiu had just found a dry and flat place to put his luggage away, when he saw Political Commissar Yang Wenli talking to the traverser for a few words, and then took a tattered ID card and an even more tattered passport from the other party.

Wang Qiu leaned over and looked at it a few times, and suddenly his face changed, as if he suddenly realized it, and slapped his head.

“…… Alas! It turned out to be the senior of our university's animation club! You're so tanned by the sun, I almost can't recognize you! ”

And after being recognized, Wen Desi also suddenly realized, and at the same time was pleasantly surprised.

“…… Are you...... Senior Brother Wang Qiu?! Alas, we haven't seen each other in nearly two years, what's going on at home now? ”

“…… Haven't seen each other in two years? How can it be? I was talking to you on the bus last month! ”

Wang Qiu's face suddenly blinked a little strangely, and then he was relieved, "...... Oh! By the way, the speed of time on these two sides seems to be different, a full 24 times worse...... An hour on our side is equivalent to a whole day on your side......"