A pitiful interstellar cub transmigrates into a treasure held in the palm of every race on a foreign continent.
——Little Lingling is an optimistic little experimental subject who suddenly...
Aram, Orton, and Ashley were so excited that they wanted to cry, but they were amused by his funny crying appearance and couldn't cry anymore.
"It's been twenty years!! It's been a full twenty years, wuwuwu," Blue continued to cry.
After hearing this, the three elders stopped laughing at Blue.
"Yes—it's been a full twenty years! How have you been?" Fourth Elder Ashley looked Blue up and down. "When we asked you to leave, we didn't expect it would be such a long separation. Thank you for your hard work over the years."
"Ashley, you know how hard it is for me," Blue wiped his tears with a branch and complained softly, "You just threw me to the East Continent and left me alone. The leader is not here, and neither are you. Do you know how hard it is for me to take care of those little guys?"
Ashley sighed slightly and nudged Blue with a branch. "Judging from your appearance and the tribesmen beside you, you should be doing well. You've done a great job and lived up to our expectations."
"Of course." Blue slowly stopped crying and raised the treetop proudly. "I did pretty good! If you don't believe me, you can ask Amos."
Amos didn't know why he was mentioned so suddenly. He looked at the three strange tree people who seemed older than Elder Blue and said a little awkwardly, "Hello."
When Blue saw Amos like this, he suddenly remembered that he had not introduced him yet and this guy didn't know how to address people.
He pointed to the three tree people and introduced them: "This is our tree people clan's Great Elder Aram, Third Elder Oton, and Fourth Elder Ashley."
After a pause, he continued, "I didn't have the chance before, but now I'm telling you. I'm only the Fifth Elder, and I'm in the East Continent. Because they're not here, I'm not ranked. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be in the West Continent now. Remember to call me by my proper name."
Amos was somewhat shocked. He knew that the Tree People in the East Continent were just a branch of the Tree People Clan, but he had never known that there were any other Tree People in the West Continent. He was overjoyed. "First Elder, Third Elder, Fourth Elder, hello. I am Amos, a member of the East Continent Tree People Clan branch, and I am now a warrior within the clan."
Thinking of what Blue had just mentioned, he added, "We are living a very good life under the leadership of Elder Blue. We..."
Before he could finish his words, Blue stopped him and asked the three elders anxiously, "Where's the clan leader? Where's the second elder? Where are the other clan members? Why are there only three of you?"
The three elders, who were originally happy when they heard Amos say that they were living well, suddenly froze.
Without having time to say anything, Orton pushed Blue around and turned around. He looked at the tall trees not far away and said softly, "They are all here."