Chapter 274: The Exiled Fungus-Footed Tribe



Just when the entire mushroom-foot tribe was immersed in crazy joy, the cheers and shouts suddenly stopped.

This sudden change even confused the players. Cheng Shi turned his head to look in the direction of the mushroom people's sight, only to see Zuo Qiu, who was standing at the end, with an inexplicable expression on his face, extending the broken lantern in his hand to the front.

Just now, due to the cover of everyone's figures, the mushroom-footed people in the tribe might not have been able to see the status of the lantern clearly, but now looking at it again, everyone can guess the answer to the question they asked.

Several little mushroom-footed people immediately burst into tears. A beautiful female mushroom-footed person half-knelt on the ground and hugged them, also sobbing.

The players looked at him with different expressions but no one said anything. However, the old clan leader sighed and said sadly:

"Epsilon took Abul away. May his soul never suffer again under the [Prosperity God's] shadow. May the will of [Prosperity] always bless the mushroom-footed people..."

The surrounding mushroom-footed people with sad faces also cried out in unison:

"May [prosperity] last forever, and may the tribe be free from worries—"

The players were welcomed down from the altar. Since these were the first group of guests the Fungus-Footed Tribe had entertained in hundreds of years, the entire tribe was extremely enthusiastic.

But in Cheng Shi's eyes, they were a little too enthusiastic. The light in their eyes seemed more like they had waited for something they had expected rather than hospitality.

He frowned and looked at his teammates, and found that only Zuo Qiu was looking at these mushroom-footed people with the same strange expression as himself, while the others were still looking around in confusion.

The mushroom-footed people gathered around the players and chattered about everything until the old chief waved everyone away and invited them into his home, full of doubts.

The old chief's house is the largest house in the mushroom-footed people tribe. However, because the living habits of the mushroom-footed people are different from those of the flesh-and-blood people, there are not many decorations and furnishings in this house. It looks like a shack, and a shack made of dead branches.

The moment Cheng Shi entered the door, he found that the wood used to build the house here was very familiar. It was not until he quietly touched the doorpost that he was sure that these woods were twisted night pythons!

It’s strange, why would the tribes in the rainforest use the wood from the Sighing Forest as building materials?

Zuo Qiu noticed Cheng Shi's actions and nodded to him, then silently took out his history book. Obviously, he also found that there might be some unusual stories here.

After all, the fact that the fog gate connects the underground and the surface is itself an incredible thing.

You should know that since ancient times, there seems to be only one passage connecting the underground and the surface in the history of the Island of Hope, and that passage is the [Abyss Volcano] located west of Tagasmera of the Reality and east of the Forest County of the Great Inquisition.

Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that there is a shortcut leading to the surface in the Sighing Forest. If the Fog Gate really leads to the southwestern rainforest, why don’t the creatures in the Sighing Forest use it to go to the surface to find food?

They are much more terrifying than the wild beasts in the jungle.

With all these questions in mind, Cheng Shi found a corner in the old patriarch's house and stood there silently.

Yes, standing.

Because the mushroom-footed people rely on the roots of mycorrhiza that penetrate into the ground to rest, there are no stools in their homes.

It's just... quite tiring.

The clan leader and several young men in the clan stood side by side. There were no tables, chairs or food in the room. Everyone just consciously formed a circle and started a formal meeting that seemed informal, just like a conversation meeting.

"It has been a long time since outsiders came to the tribe. Since I can remember, the fog outside has blocked all roads out of the tribe."

The old patriarch sighed and said the first sentence, but just this one sentence made all the players present change their expressions!

Fog?

What fog?

The players were somewhat stunned, and the hunter even muttered to himself:

“So this isn’t the southwestern rainforest of Hope Island?”

But unexpectedly, this muttering was heard by the old patriarch. He was stunned, and then his eyes were filled with infinite longing.

“Rainforest?

I've heard of it; I've seen a description of the rain forest in the notes of the previous chief.

But the previous patriarch had never seen it with his own eyes, and he had only heard about it from the previous patriarch.

It is said that the place is suitable for the fungus-footed people to live in, with abundant rainfall and fertile soil, which is much better than this rotten and cracked land.

well......

Perhaps our piety did not move our Lord, so He did not forgive us or grant us the way home.

This is not the surface of the Land of Hope, this is still the underground of the Land of Hope, because where we are is...

Sigh Forest. "

!!!

Sigh Forest?

How is this like the Sighing Forest?

[Prosperity] But I have never looked at the forest of sighs!

You know, the forest full of [Decay] is full of dangers, how could there be a tribe gathering here? It is full of fog and there is almost no sunlight. Even the dark sun...

No, wait! Sunshine?

When everyone thought of this, they all looked outside the door at the same time.

They suddenly remembered the warm sunlight they saw along the way. Although it was spread on every inch of the mushroom-foot tribe, when it shone on their bodies, it seemed... to have no temperature!

Dark sun!

Could it really be Dark Sun! ?

The hunter near the window quietly took a step back, letting the sunlight shine on his arms. He felt it for a moment and nodded imperceptibly to everyone.

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