The fatal sense of oppression disappeared in an instant, and the indigenous boy who had escaped the shock of the god Wu Li collapsed on the wooden chair, desperately breathing the air as if he had been deprived of oxygen for a long time, and sweat flowed all over his body unconsciously.

Although the fear of a few seconds ago had become as unreal as a dream, the increasingly bizarre world and the experience of struggling to make a living in a special city like 'Atatao' made him know that the danger of the black-haired youth in front of him was probably far beyond his previous imagination.

Letting the beads of sweat roll down his cheeks, as soon as he could speak, Sututa gasped and stammered and pleaded: "First, sir, I'm just a little person who lives in the city begging for money with a flamboyant tongue, and I don't know much, really, really."

As he spoke, the Chinese restaurant man brought the steaming dishes and the tea and fruit plates to the table, and the indigenous boy cleverly closed his mouth, lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat that was still oozing from his forehead with his sleeves, and became silent.

Until the waiter reported the name of the dish, "Boiled shrimp, Cantonese Wenchang chicken, roast goose, please use slowly." After finishing the dishes and leaving, he raised his head and continued to look at the black-haired young man opposite with pleading eyes.

Zhang Lisheng looked back at Sututa's frightened gaze and smiled gently, stretched out his hand and pushed the food ordered by the indigenous boy in front of his face, and said in a kind tone: "Sututa, don't be nervous, I like fair trade, and I never force others, it was just a misunderstanding just now, now tell me everything you know." ”

"Actually, I don't know much, sir. Not much, really. Sututa's face softened, but he didn't dare to brag anymore, and said very honestly.

"It doesn't matter, you can say as much as you know. Zhang Lisheng shrugged, skillfully picked up a roast goose leg with bamboo chopsticks, put it in his mouth and said happily.

"Yes, I'll tell you everything I know, sir," Sututa nodded and thought for a moment and said, "uh. Come to the Atlanteans in the city of Atatao. Most of them are from the front lines of fighting a powerful civilization called 'Tatto'..."

"Tat is civilized, are you sure it's this pronunciation?" Unexpectedly, the first news that the indigenous boy said after calming down was so precious, Zhang Lisheng's eyes lit up, and he interrupted him in surprise. Two questions were asked in quick succession. "The intelligent creatures of this civilization. That is, what people look like, you know?"

"I remember the pronunciation 'Tatedu' very clearly, sir. Sututa was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "I don't know what the people in the Tatdu civilization look like, but it is said that the 'Tatdu' is a mythical civilization, and the people who fight against the Atlanteans are the gods, gods, demigods, and other beings in this civilization, and the situation is very bizarre." ”

"Then you can't be wrong, ha, the Atlanteans are really at war with their old rival Tate, this is really an unexpected surprise!" Hearing the answer of the indigenous boy, Zhang Lisheng's eyes lit up and he said happily.

'Tatto' is a powerful civilization in Mayan mythology that holds the First Solar Age, and is also the 'mother' of the Mesopotamian civilization and the Muria civilization that mastered the Second and Third Solar Ages.

Legend has it that this civilization was founded by fallen mortal gods, and it can also be explained as an incomparably single super-powered civilization, from which the Muria civilization originated fought a bitter war in ancient times against the Atlanteans, who were alien colonists from the constellation Orion, who could use mysterious gems to control 'light' and 'fire', and the two can be described as old enemies.

Wu Li God once predicted that 'Tatdu' might fight another big war with 'Atlantis' when the 'Great World' descended on the earth, but he didn't expect the prophecy to come true, so that it would be more difficult for the aliens who were involved in the strength and attention of Yan Zòng to detect that the Roman world was believed in by Wu Li.

Many thoughts flashed in his head, Zhang Lisheng put down the bamboo chopsticks comfortably, looked at the indigenous boy and continued with a fluke mentality: "Do you know how strong the strength of the Tatdu civilization is, Sututa?"

"That's not for me to know, sir. Sututa said with a smile, looking like he was afraid that he would be disgusted by his employer and suffer bad luck because of his ignorance, but he didn't expect the black-haired young man on the other side to say understandingly: "It's okay, Sututa, you are unlikely to understand such a question."

Do you know where the Atlanteans and Tattu civilizations fought on the front line?"

"It seems to be to the north, to the west, to the east, sir, that the war involves a great deal of land. Without hesitation, Sututa opened her arms, drew a large circle with all her might, and replied.

"If there were wars in the north, west, and east, it would not just involve a large area, but a lot of 'worlds'. Zhang Lisheng froze, took a deep breath and muttered, and then asked a few more questions to the indigenous boy, but did not get an answer, so he stopped talking and ate quietly.

Sututa fidgeted and accompanied the black-haired young man in front of him to finish lunch, and the imaginary misfortune not only did not come, but was safely kicked out of the restaurant by his employer after getting a small piece of sand gold.

He staggered, walked out of the wooden door of the 'Heyue Tower' with a thousand thanks, immediately turned around and ran wildly, turning left and right all the way through seven or eight streets and alleys, and came to a remote alley where there were pools of rain on the ground, the walls on both sides were covered with slippery moss, and the light was still dim at noon.

In the middle of the alley, two short Amazonians with half-used repeating shotguns, more than a foot long tied to their waists, and sharp dog-legged knives guarding the back door of a three-story earthen building, saw someone running from a distance, and invariably held the handle of the spear.

But when they saw the faces of the people who came, the two of them relaxed, and the slightly older native shouted with a smile: "Hey, Hlukaka, what are you doing so fast, is there a wild leopard chasing you behind?"

"The guy I met today is much more terrifying than the wild leopard," the indigenous boy whose real name is 'Helukaka' but who deceived the Wuli gods under the pseudonym 'Sututa', stopped running wildly in front of the back door of the tulou, holding his knees, panting heavily, revealing a palpitating expression, "Is the boss at 'home'?"

"Your guts are really smaller than the green caterpillar, Hlukaka, go in, the boss is inside, I hope the people you meet are really so terrifying, otherwise, you will go home at this time, and you will have to suffer a lot." The older native said with a playful smile, and the words in his mouth were frivolous, but he actually jumped down the steps, and as he opened the back door, he cautiously looked in the direction where the native boy had come.

"Don't worry, Uncle Hami, I'm so clever, how could I go home with my 'tail'. Hlukaka smiled with black and yellow teeth, pushed the door and strode into the back door of the tulou.

Walking through a corner of a storage room filled with pots of pureed tome, mixed with large grains of coarse salt and sacks of charred grains, the native boy came to a room decorated in a style that looked like an Atlantean ship's cabin and the offices of Earth's political and business celebrities, and then glued them haphazardly.

"Boss. Slowing down, cautiously walking on the ground covered with a long woolen cashmere felt blanket, and came to a huge mahogany desk that was temporarily used as a soft bed by the owner, Hlukaka lowered his head, as if he saw two women and a man who were naked in front of him, and he couldn't hear the blood-pumping moans in his ears, and said honestly.

"Helukaka is you, you came back very early today, is there anything wrong?" and the sturdy young man who was 'working hard' on the desk didn't care about performing the 'Living Spring Palace' in front of his subordinates, and when he heard the greeting of the indigenous boy, he waved his arm with a poisonous snake around his wrist and asked breathlessly.

Knowing that the temper of the villain he served was as gentle and patient as it seemed, Hlukaka hurriedly explained directly: "Boss, I met a very, very terrifying and strange character today, so I will come back and tell you about it." ”

"Very scary and strange characters," he commanded with interest as the native boy slowed down his movements as he heard the native boy's description. ”

"Yes. "I met the man at noon, he looked Asian, he was about twenty years old, wearing a white undershirt and green canvas shorts, and half-cut rain boots, he looked like a down-and-out adventurer living in the city, and I didn't care about it at all."

I didn't expect him to take the initiative to hire me, and I paid the bill with a piece of sand gold...", saying that the native reluctantly took out a piece of sand gold from his trouser pocket and put it on the desk in front of him, and continued: "I naturally accepted his employment, and then he asked me to take him to lunch.

I took the opportunity to recommend several different diets...", explained the process of contact with Zhang Lisheng in detail, and finally said: "He has a very unkind attitude towards the Atlanteans, and he is very interested in the Tatcostans who are fighting against the 'Atlantis'.

I think such a person must be worthy of our attention, so I hurried back to report it to you. ”

"Sounds like a weirdo to be aware of, but I really don't understand what he means by scaring you with his eyes that you can't breathe, Hlukaka, it's so bizarre. The whole body shook like a spasm, and the sturdy young man let out a long sigh of relief and said with a frown.

The hanging heart of the indigenous boy was first put back into his stomach. Then he brought it up again, and was trying to explain to his old man the terrifying momentum of the Wu Li Gods, but he found that the sturdy young man in front of him had already used examples to show what it was like for a person who couldn't breathe in horror. (To be continued......)