After finishing this glass of milk wine, our relationship grew even closer.

Mucuo kept telling us about these things about their tribe.

At first, I learned that their tribe had more than a hundred people, while the Utas tribe had more than two hundred.

The reason for such a large distance is that they did not have as many tools and weapons as the Utas tribe.

In addition, every year those people whom Mu Cuo calls devils come from the sea and massacre their tribesmen, which is why their tribesmen suffer such heavy casualties.

However, they have been constantly outwitting and outmaneuvering these people, and have persevered in their struggle to survive.

As I watched Mu Cuo explain these things to me, I couldn't help but admire the intelligence of these indigenous people; they really weren't much less intelligent than those in the city.

What I don't understand is how this person, who was born and raised on this deserted island, can speak such clear Mandarin.

I finally voiced my question, but Mu Cuo didn't react much. Instead, he looked at me and sighed.

"Actually, my mother is just like you, from that outside world. My father found Ham, but everyone in the tribe thought she was an unlucky person. But my father loved her, and in the end, he and Tom had me and my brother."

“We can brew wine, make weapons, and craft tables here. Even the sugar we refine is all taught to us by our mother. She is very skilled. My father says it is a gift from God.”

Hearing Mu Cuo say this, I couldn't help but be amazed. It turned out that Mu Cuo and her brother were also born to people from the city.

No wonder her Mandarin, though it has a slightly strange accent, is still so fluent.

I looked at Mu Cuo and asked softly, "What about your mother? Can I see her?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Cuo's eyes reddened, and he instantly became dejected.

“Amu has passed away. She said this place didn’t belong to her, and she didn’t belong here. As far back as I can remember, I knew Amu wasn’t happy. She didn’t like our food, she didn’t like our environment, she didn’t even like me and my brother… But she was still our Amu…”

Mumu Cuo's red-rimmed eyes made my heart ache. Even if the woman who was stranded on this deserted island couldn't accept everything here, these two children were hers, and she must have truly loved them.

I nodded to Mu Cuo and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, no matter what, I'm sure Amu's love for you has never diminished. Perhaps with her passing away, you'll truly be free, so don't be too sad about this."

After hearing what I said, Mu Cuo quickly wiped the corner of his eye and shook his head: "I'm not sad anymore. Amu said that she would go back to her home in Ta after leaving here, so my brother and I have always believed that Amu is living happily in another place now."

After getting to know her better, I discovered that Mu Cuo, this little girl, has a beautiful voice and a dimple when she smiles. Although her skin is a bit dark, she looks exceptionally healthy and lively.

After talking for a long time, Mutso's brother, Muta, told me that we could continue to stay here. They would send people out every day to check what was happening outside and would notify us as soon as possible, so we shouldn't worry.

Now I can finally relax completely.

After chatting with Mutso and Muta for a while, Muta and Mutso personally escorted me back to where we were currently camping.

Upon learning that we were not the enemy, we were immediately treated better. Before we came, we couldn't even get hot water, but this time, Mu Cuo and the others had prepared everything. In addition to food and blankets, there were even several iron lamps that looked like kerosene lamps.

Although the light was dim when placed nearby, it gave people a sense of security.

When I got back, Wang Ping and the others were standing there nervously, seemingly wanting to know how I was doing.

Seeing that I returned safely and completely, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Ping quickly leaned over and looked warily at Mu Cuo standing behind me, whispering, "Why did it take you so long? What did you talk about? Did they make things difficult for you?"

I quickly told Wang Ping about it, and after listening, Wang Ping's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"Two tribes on this deserted island? That's too far-fetched. I wonder if they're actually in cahoots, trying to trick us into revealing information?"

After Wang Ping finished speaking, Bai Wei came over, presumably having heard about my conversation with Wang Ping. He shook his head at Wang Ping.

“I don’t think so, because when I came in before, I observed the people here. I don’t know if you noticed, but their clothing is somewhat different. For example, they don’t wear those messy bird feathers on their heads. Although their bodies are painted all over, the symbolism is different.”

"And have you noticed that the walls around their underground camp are covered with all sorts of random things? But it's not the same as the camp where we rescued those foreign women last time. According to what I've heard before, these indigenous people have very strict territorial planning, and they all have their own totems, which are all different. So it wouldn't be surprising if there were two tribes."

Bai Wei's words were convincing, and I couldn't help but admire him. No wonder Bai Wei, who was so reckless, was still able to become the CEO of a company; he certainly had his merits.

However, he used to be too arrogant, but now he has gradually integrated into our group and become more down-to-earth.

And his analysis is indeed very accurate.

Although I haven't carefully observed the totems mentioned by this tribe, based on Mu Cuo's introduction, I feel that this tribe is different from the one that attacked us before.

So I still choose to believe in Mucuo.

After listening to Bai Wei's introduction, Wang Ping breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But then he sighed and looked at me: "But we can't stay here with them forever. After all, we don't know each other. They might be helping us now because they think we have something they can get their hands on. But have they thought about what if they find out we don't have anything they need? What if they kill us? Besides, this place is too weird. I've never experienced an underground camp like this before. Even if we wanted to escape, we couldn't find an exit. I'm always uneasy about this place. So I think we should find a way to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible."

Wang Xiaoxiao walked over carrying Tianci at some point. After hearing Wang Ping's words, she looked up at him and then quietly echoed his words.

“I think Brother Wang is right. This place makes me feel very depressed, as if we are trapped here, which makes me feel hopeless. So I also think we can’t stay here for long. If we have the chance, we should leave as soon as possible.”