Most people, unless they are the type who are very secretive, can generally be guessed from their behavior, actions, and expressions to guess what they are thinking or saying.

The tasks were all stored in the quantum computer; they were compulsory assignments issued by the instructors. Fang Rong knew some of the basics, but not in depth. However, he could discern the good intentions and bad intentions of others.

When they praise you, they'll definitely have a smile on their face; when they scold you, they'll definitely have a gloomy expression, as if you owe them a million dollars.

Other stutterers are definitely nervous; their eyes dart around, indicating either guilt or ill intent.

He's pretty good at judging people, and with Fang Hua as the translator, he should be pretty close to the truth.

Baza looked at him sincerely, "Please leave, okay?"

Fang Rong made several mistakes because he couldn't understand the local dialect. For example, he ground herbs that didn't need grinding into powder and misplaced herbs that were supposed to be in the correct positions. That's why the bazaar reacted this way.

His expression was sincere, with a hint of pleading. Could it be that he needed something from me?

Fang Rong nudged Fang Hua's arm, "Did he say he needed my help with something?"

Fang Hua nodded. "Yes."

"What is it?" Fang Rong was a little happy. After doing odd jobs for so many days, she was finally being of some use.

"..." Fang Hua fell silent, unsure whether to tell the truth or a lie. "He said he wanted to ask you to leave."

"..." why?

Fang Rong didn't understand, "Why do I have to leave?"

"He said you were in the way." Fang Hua finally told the truth.

Fang Rong sighed deeply, "I understand."

It seems that guessing won't work, so he can only rely on Fang Hua's translation. However, Fang Hua is usually very busy. He has to go hunting with the team, and the game caught will be gathered together. Whoever has more will get more.

Fang Hua possessed several superpowers compared to others, including a pair of wings. He was always quick, ruthless, and accurate in his hunts, returning first each time. He transformed from the number one useless person into the number one warrior.

When he first arrived, he was looked down upon because he was too thin and very handsome. Of course, he proved them wrong with his actions.

To be honest, he didn't know what level he had reached. He had a kind of back-to-basics feeling. In the past, the orcs could feel the primordial power in his body when they saw him, but now they couldn't feel it anymore. That's why they thought he was a weakling and looked down on him in every way.

Fang Hua didn't mind and continued to follow Fang Rong around, helping him translate the names of various medicinal herbs, including some everyday terms.

Because he was disliked by the bazaar, Fang Rong lowered his expectations considerably. He stopped running around helping others and instead stayed with a group of cubs. He planned to learn the language first before doing anything else.

The adults are busy every day, worrying about food and drink. Only the children have the patience to teach him, and even if the children teach him wrong, they dare not scold him. A spoonful of honey is enough to bribe him.