Pulling back further, an old long-eared tribe appears in the painting, holding a spherical object in his hand. In front of this long-eared tribe, the man who represents himself and is shining with golden light reaches out to pick it up.
"What does this mean?" Greg showed a confused expression on the side. "Now I am the only one left in the Long-eared tribe. Who is in this picture? Is it me when I get older? Then this one with the golden light is
who?"
Jia Zhengjin glanced at him sideways and thought, "What does it have to do with you? This long-eared tribe is obviously not you."
"Is there more later?" Greg asked curiously.
Ren Bufan pulled back further and the scroll reached the end.
Sure enough, there is another picture. There are countless human beings in the picture, and it looks like a battlefield.
The battlefield was very chaotic, with various races fighting together, and even their own figures were among them.
And on the battlefield, a huge figure appeared covering the entire sky, seeming to attract everyone's attention at once.
"It's this devil again!" Seeing the huge figure in the last painting, Greg exclaimed, "What do you mean?"
Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment and silently put away the scroll.
"Wait a minute, I still don't understand!" Greg said to him, "What does the painting mean? Will the devil still find me?"
"Don't take yourself too seriously." Jia Zhengjin glanced sideways at him, "At least I didn't see any content against you in the last two pictures."
"Really? But there is an old man from the long-eared tribe, does it mean that I will grow old? Demons will appear again, and so many races are fighting. Does it mean that after I go to the outside world, demons will attack all races, only
To find me?" Greg exclaimed, "Wouldn't I be dangerous?"
"I told you, don't take yourself too seriously!" Jia Zhengjin was speechless. "This old man from the Long-ear tribe may refer to your ancestor. As for the last picture, you do appear in it, but the demon doesn't seem to be attacking you."
Coming after you, it is looking at all races.”
"Is that so? But what if it's me?"
Jia Zhengjin shook his head helplessly, turned and walked to the other side.
After each member selected the appropriate equipment, they gathered in full gear and put the remaining magic weapons and equipment aside.
"Captain," Albis also put on a set of mighty steel armor and carried a heavy sword in his hand. They were all heavy magic equipment. His face was full of excitement, "these magic equipment are of high quality!"
"Well, as long as it suits them." Jia Zhengjin glanced around and saw that all the team members in front of him had put on new equipment and looked more like regular soldiers. However, the temperament was still difficult to conceal, showing the unique taste of adventurers.
"I have checked carefully. Everyone has only taken the equipment they need. There are no extras. The rest are all here!" Sco also put on a brand new set of magic robes, holding a mysterious-looking magic robe in his hand.
Staff.
"Very good!" Jia Zhengjin looked around and turned to Greg, "Get one for yourself! By the way, what is your combat profession?"
After hearing this, Greg came over and didn't even look at the magic equipment: "We Long-ears are craftsmen! Our talent is to build weapons and equipment and enchant them. Fighting is unrealistic for us!"
"Really? After your people became undead, they became quite powerful in battle."
"Strong fighting ability?" Greg thought for a moment, "That part of the family is not a pure-blooded Long-eared tribe."
"What's the meaning?"
"Our orthodox Long-eared tribe has no fighting ability. The gods have given the Long-eared tribe the sacred talent of craftsmanship, but not the fighting ability. Those so-called fighting Long-eared tribes are actually hybrid long-eared tribes born by combining with different races such as humans and orcs.
They have the powerful fighting power of other races, and their mission is to protect the Long-eared tribe, so they can return to the tribe." Greg said seriously, "In the beginning, the hybrid Long-eared tribe was rejected. It seems that the orthodox Long-eared tribe was originally
The tribe was extremely repulsive and disgusted with marriages with other ethnic groups. Later, as time went by in the mainland, their ideological concepts gradually changed, and they were passed down from generation to generation. Marriages began to appear slowly, and the number of miscellaneous Long-ear tribes gradually increased."
"Oh? Are you an orthodox long-eared tribe, or a hybrid?" Jia Zhengjin asked.
Greg immediately replied proudly: "I am a pure-blooded Long-eared tribe!"
"So there are no other Long-eared tribes except here?"
"That's right! All the Long-eared people are here, and our people are never separated." Greg replied, "But now, I am the only Long-eared people!"
"Then if you want to continue the clan, you will probably have to marry girls from other clans, and the offspring will only be hybrid long-eared clansmen."
"No!!" Greg was smiling, but when he heard this, his eyes suddenly widened with a horrified expression. He held his head and screamed, "Oh my god! I didn't expect that? I am the only long-eared tribe, or
Let the ethnic group become extinct, or we can only marry with foreign races, and only the hybrid Long-eared tribe will be left in the future? How could this happen! Will the pure bloodline of our Long-eared tribe end with me?"
"To be precise, it will end with your child, provided that you marry other ethnic groups." Jia Zhengjin reminded.
"Plop!" Greg collapsed and fell to his knees, his whole body sluggish.
"Captain," Albis came to Jia Zhengjin's side, glanced at Greg, and whispered in his ear, "This guy is useless! If he has no fighting ability, what can he do when he gets to our place? Stay and eat free food? Otherwise
After you take him out, give him some money and let him find his own way?"
Faced with Albis's suggestion, Jia Zhengjin responded calmly: "Everyone has his own use, which is not measured purely by combat effectiveness. Didn't you hear just now? The Long-eared people are craftsmen and are good at making magic equipment. Now all the magic equipment here
, all by their hands. A craftsman who can make magic equipment is a very valuable existence!"
"Yes!" Albis nodded quickly, "The leader is still smart."
"It's common sense..."
"Hey!" Seeing Greg still squatting there, Albis kicked his butt from behind, "Get up!"
Greg woke up from his sluggish state and looked back at Albis: "Why did you kick me?"
"Nonsense! From now on, you will be the craftsman of our Creature Adventure Group. You can't be rude in front of the leader, understand? If you are obedient, you can get along well in the adventure group. If you are not obedient, I will leave you here!"
"Don't!" Greg said quickly, "You can't ignore me."
"Then don't be so lifeless and make people uncomfortable. Get ready quickly, we have to leave before dark! Are all the treasures here? Are there any others? Don't hide anything, otherwise you won't either
Maybe I’ll have to wait thirty years to come back and get it!”
