A normal girl, Yu Wanwan, one day stepped onto the Beastmen Continent. Powerless, she decided to cling to the coattails of the Great White Tiger.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Far...
Shouldn't it be an orc? And who's the vegetable? She's never heard of them.
Ze Wu frowned slightly, clearly not wanting to hear what he had to say.
He rubbed his forehead, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
Qiu Chen stood beside him and began to talk about the mission of the vegetative state people. He had memorized these words and spoke them in one breath without pausing.
Yu Wanwan sat on the table and couldn't help but yawn.
Qiu Chen's earnest advice is just like a parent urging you to study hard.
He spoke his mind to the fullest before leaving with his hands behind his back.
Zewu held the bark and continued to observe it quietly.
Yu Wanwan sat down next to him and peeked over to take a look. She discovered that the medical book was written in ancient script.
She thought for a moment. She had traveled back a thousand years, when most of the ancient writing had disappeared and there were no medical books. But now, this thing had appeared.
In addition, the map brought by Chief Qiu Chen was very similar to the one she had seen before.
Yu Wanwan boldly guessed that she might have returned to a time before Zewu became a god, a period even more distant than a thousand years ago. In this time, the ancient script had not yet been destroyed, natural disasters had not yet occurred, and the cold and hot races had not yet broken apart.
After figuring things out, Yu Wanwan was completely exhausted and collapsed onto the table.
If she went back to so long ago, how would she get back? When will Zewu become a god? When he becomes a god, will he be able to send her back?
Looking at the tree bark, Zewu glanced at Yu Wanwan and gently stroked her leaves with her slender, fair hand, as if petting a pet: "What's wrong with you?"
Yu Wanwan shook her head, and the petals swayed accordingly.
She looked up at Zewu and asked, "Is your race not beastmen, but vegetative people? What are vegetative people?"
Ze Wu raised an eyebrow with interest, feeling even more puzzled.
This spiritual flower is already quite extraordinary for being able to name itself, but I never expected it could even ask questions.
Ze Wu smoothed his hair, concealed the probing look in his eyes, and replied, "Vegetative people and beastmen are the same; they both evolved over time. The difference is that beastmen evolved from wild animals, while vegetative people evolved from beastmen."
He paused, then said, "But don't even think about it. You are a spirit flower, and your essence is different from ours, so you won't have a human form."
In the earliest history of the Orcish continent, plants were the first to evolve into humans; the Orcs were a step behind.
At this point, the vegetative state people had already created their own civilization before the orcs.
For example, ancient writing was created by people who grew plants.
At the same time, they also bear the responsibility of protecting this continent.