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Flew forward for more than ten minutes. I don't know how far I flew. Anyway. on his minimap. An elongated stick-like area has appeared.

The warrior spirit is muttering to itself. Relieve yourself of boredom. A large number of monsters appeared in front of his eyes. The Warrior Soul activated the Spiritual Touch and glanced at it. These short men are just over 1 meter tall. It's called the Cai Family. It's a very strange name. But. After seeing what they look like. The soul of the war army was relieved.

These rookies are not tall. The skin is pale green. Stand there. It's like a cabbage. Their bodies are covered in huge leaves. Their appearance is not very different from that of humans. You can tell whether you are male or female by your appearance.

What makes the soul of the war army feel that these vegetable people are somewhat cute. Each of them has a pair of eyes that can be described as huge. It's about the size of a ping pong ball. Very smart. Inside flashing. It is a quiet, peaceful light. You can see it. This is at least not a brutal, murderous race.

The number of these vegeans is definitely more than a thousand. They belong to the rank of cowardly abyssal beasts. Maybe they're cowardly by nature. Not aggressive. Therefore. Their names are all white. The soul of the warrior knows. This means. If he doesn't take the initiative to attack. So. These dwarf rookie monsters. will not attack him.

When hesitating. Suddenly. The white-named monsters got upset. One by one waiting for big eyes. looked at the soul of the army. This has made the soul of the war army inexplicable. Because. He never expected these rookies to pay such attention to him.

If something happens, there must be a demon. Warrior soul intuition. There's definitely something wrong with that. He turned his head to look behind him. But. But nothing was found.

At this time. The novices started to make a noise. Then a white-bearded vegetable slowly walked towards him.

"You're human."

The warrior spirit was surprised. This rookie can actually speak the language of humans. I couldn't help but take a closer look at this old man of the vegetable clan. And then. Nodding.

"Great. Oh my God. I didn't expect us to be able to see the guests of our hometown. What about the kids. Rejoice. Our God has sent us a savior. He will lead us to a safe, stable life."

With the old man's shout. All the rookies present fell to their knees. They also shouted and worshipped. in their faces. It was full of tears.

Don't know why. There is an emotion called excitement flowing through the heart of the soul of the warrior. Looking at the worshipping vegetable people. He just stood there quietly. See what exactly they're going to do.

This worship lasted for more than ten minutes before it ended. And then. The old man of the Cai clan brought the spirit of the war army to the place where they lived. It was a large area of low thatched huts. Want to get into their house. You have to try to bend over. Other than that. in their rooms. It can only be sitting. The soul of the army can't stand it. In desperation. Everyone came to a square. Sit on the floor.

This old man of the vegetable clan. He is a very talkative old man. He is also the patriarch of the Cai clan. But. To the surprise of the warrior spirits. Calculated in the same way that humans calculate age. This old man of the vegetable clan turned out to be only thirty years old.

After talking. The soul of the warrior finally knows. This vegetable family. In fact, it was a dwarf race in the human world a long time ago. They have an advanced magical culture. Able to create powerful magical machines. You can even make magic golems. But. For some reason. They have come to the abyss with their giant feet. And since then he has lived a dark life.

When I first came to the abyss. It is said that at that time the dwarf race had a population of at least hundreds of millions. Later. Because the gods have cursed their race. So. Not only did they lose their long lives. And. It also became the food of the abyssal indigenous races.

"What. Grain. Could it be?"

The warrior spirit shouted in surprise. He looked at the old man, who was only thirty years old. What he was talking about. It's incredible.

The old man nodded sadly. Then he said:

"yes. In the abyss. We live on the first floor. And this layer. It is also a hunting ground for other levels. Oh. No. Not a hunting ground. It should be said that it is a vegetable field. They every once in a while. Let's harvest it once. So our race has always remained at about 100,000 people."

Originally, there were hundreds of millions of people. Right now. Only 100,000. The difference in the middle is a thousand times. And among these lost populations. At least 90 percent or more. It was eaten as food by the Abyss Race.

"We don't allow the slightest bit of force. Our splendid magical culture has long since passed away. In order to ensure the reproduction of our race. We've had to split our huge community into smaller ones. Some of them are more capable clansmen. We've all hid them. Let's hope it gives us more time."

With the narration of the old man. All the rookies began to cry. The warrior spirits watched them weep. I don't know what it's like. A nation. If there is no expectation of progress. So. They lose their right to be strong and even to protect themselves. This is natural selection. The law of survival of the fittest.

The spirit of the war army does not know how long the Cai clan can exist. It is also not known why they are willing to give up the splendid culture of funding. Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it. But. He's just a guy. There's nothing you can do to change that. But. Ah, I am willing to do something for this nation. Even if it's just a little bit. Maybe. Such. I can make his heavy heart lighter.

"Patriarch. I didn't expect your experience to be so rough and harsh. I don't know what to say well. Such. I'm willing to do what I can. Help you guys do something. If there's anything I need to do. Please just ask."

"What. Would you like to help us?"

The patriarch looked at the warrior soul in surprise. He probably didn't expect it. This giant-like human man. Unexpectedly. Be willing to help them.

"Yes. I do."

"That's great. We did face many difficulties. This adult. If you helped us. We would like to serve you our most tender food."

Talking. The patriarch waved his hand. Those vegetable people have reluctance on their faces. But. I still did as the old man told me. Less than two minutes. More than two dozen vegetable families. Every group of four. Six huge plates were carried. The warrior spirit took a look. I froze.

on a plate. Lying there are six naked vegetable girls. Although their bodies are fully developed. But. The soul of the warrior knows. They are at most six years old.

After the Caizu was cursed by the gods. The trajectory of their lives seems to have been reversed. They could have lived for 300 years. Now only live births are less than 30 years. Originally, the body could only mature at the age of 50. Now it's mature at the age of 5. Maybe you'll be able to be a mom and dad at the age of six.

"That's the most tender food you're talking about."

The soul of the war army is furious. He didn't expect it. Caijia. It has reached such a point of cowardice, humility and even servility.

Look at the angry warrior spirits. The group leader fell to his knees first. They trembled. Pray for forgiveness from the soul of the warrior.

Long. The spirit of the warrior calmed his anger. Wave your hand. Let them stand up. But. This time. But the patriarch did not dare to be by the side of the soul of the war army again.

At the behest of the Soul of War. The patriarch finally sat down. But. It's never been as peaceful again. Instead, he seems very respectful and reserved.

"Ugh."

The warrior spirit looked at these people in front of him. The mood can't help but be heavier. He sighed. Said:

"Patriarch. We are all inhabitants of the human world. You don't have to be so scared. Prim. I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm not an abyssal demon. I don't have a hobby of cooking. What difficulties do you have? Need to do it. Let's just say it."

"But. . . My lord. In addition to these. We don't know how to repay you."

The warrior spirit looked at the team leader's appearance. Suddenly, my heart moved. Asked:

"I don't know if you can make a map. I want to know about the situation in the abyss. But. If you don't have a map. I can't move an inch."

"Map. This is easy to do. We Cai people often move to the clan land. The whole abyss is one layer. Except for a limited number of places. We almost all know that. We are willing to draw you a map. My lord."

The request to listen to the spirit of the war is just as simple as that. The patriarch breathed a clear sigh of relief. Facial expressions and other things are much more normal. It doesn't look so submissive anymore.

"Our race is scattered though. But overall. It is divided into two major places of residence. But. Between our two major residences. There lives a group of abominable abyssal gnomes. They block the way we communicate. If you can help us get rid of these abyssal gnomes. So. We'd like to give you a map of the abyss."

The warrior spirit has heard of it for a long time. The gnomes also have a brother race. It's the abyssal dwarf race. This race is of a ferocious hierarchy. Therefore. They are clearly not the same ethnic group as the vegetable family. And. Also often plundered the vegetable population. as food for them.

"Ding" sound. A system prompt sounded in the ears of the Battle Spirit: "You have triggered the hidden quest [Survival of the Vegetable Clan] of [Abyss Dwarf]. Please do you accept it?"

"Good. I promise you."

The Warrior Soul immediately chose to accept. And then. Under the guidance of the patriarch. Walk towards the dwarf of the Abyss.

In order to keep their own secrets. The warrior spirit did not spread its wings. And just on foot. After waiting for the place to be completely invisible. He spread his wings.

Abyssal gnomes love to live in caves. They live in a hilly area. There aren't a lot of dwarfs in this abyss. According to the patriarch. There are probably a few hundred.

No matter how many. The warrior spirit doesn't care. Anyway. Again, this is a task without a level evaluation. If it can be done successfully. Maybe you can get a good reward again.

It flew forward for more than twenty minutes. The warrior spirit saw a low hill. On the hills. Everywhere there is a short figure moving. The soul of the warrior knows. Destination. It's here.