Chapter 630 Afternoon Tea

Herage speculated from the information he got from the words of the squirrel Yom that the squirrel must have felt the human aura on his body at first, so he was a little confused.

This place is probably not a place that ordinary humans can reach. Just the Gobi Desert behind them is a restricted area of ​​life for humans.

It’s just that Squirrel Yom quickly felt the trace of the ancestor’s bloodline on Herage.

This trace of aura seemed to be accidentally leaked out as if Herage was still unable to fully control it.

The squirrel sensed this aura, and apparently regarded Helag as a monster from some abyssal plane.

Judging from the squirrel's attitude, I'm afraid this squirrel is not simple. He felt the blood of the ancestor and still didn't look too humble. He even took the initiative to talk to him and extend an invitation.

Herage pondered for a moment, cherishing the words like gold: "Okay."

He knows that talking too much will lead to mistakes, so it is better to create a person who doesn't like to talk and is not good at words, so that he can reveal less information.

The squirrel grinned when he heard this, but his human face always felt out of place on a squirrel's head, and his smile was even more terrifying.

The squirrel waved his little paw and said with a smile: "Hurry up, we are going to be late. The Mushroom King hates others being late."

After Yom finished speaking, he continued to jump towards the branch in front, reaching seven or eight meters away in one leap.

Herage didn't move a single step, and calmly used the innate ability of the White Deer Spirit to reach a very short distance behind the squirrel.

Squirrel Yom was immediately frightened and his hair stood on end.

He was relieved when he found that Herage had no intention of taking action. He patted his chest with his little paws and said, "It's really scary."

Herrag looked at the squirrel pretending to be confused, as if he didn't understand why the squirrel was so excited.

The squirrel touched the back of his head with his little paws in embarrassment and said with a smile: "I just suddenly remembered something, let's continue on our way."

The squirrel thought that Herague had done it unintentionally and was just rushing on instinct, but he was startled, which was really embarrassing.

But after this time, Squirrel became even more wary of Herague.

He knew that Herage was traveling according to the rules of space, and it was as easy as eating and drinking, without any consumption at all.

Just like a fish, swimming freely within the rules of space.

This shows that Herage's body should have spatial innate abilities, and it also proves that Herage does have extraordinary blood.

"I don't know what race he is..." Squirrel thought to himself.

Herage remained silent and just followed the squirrel, using his natural ability of the White Deer Spirit.

He didn't use any spells, let alone any magic power, so as not to reveal his identity as a wizard.

Herague could not hope that these monsters had not dealt with wizards and could not recognize the magical aura on their bodies.

Once something goes wrong, you may not be able to get out of this place.

So he only used his natural abilities throughout the process, and now it seems that the effect is very good. It really makes the squirrel have no doubt about his identity as an abyss monster.

Those who are born with the power of rules are powerful races, no matter which plane they are in.

Since Herag had restrained most of his aura and only exuded a trace of bloodline aura, Squirrel couldn't figure out Herag's specific race, identity, and strength at all.

From the squirrel's point of view, Herague is now disguised as a human and has not revealed his true form, so there is no way to speculate on his strength.

One person and one mouse walked through the mangrove forest for ten minutes before arriving at an open area.

There is a flat land ahead, surrounded by mangroves. It seems that this is just a small open space in the mangroves.

There is a house ahead, and the chimney on the house is emitting light smoke.

Herage frowned as he looked at the green smoke. He had not noticed the smoke just now.

There was a long table in the yard outside the house, and several strange-looking people were sitting near the long table.

Although these people all have the general shape of humans, if you look closely, you can tell that they are not human.

There were four people sitting at both ends of the long table, two on each side.

On the left is a lady wearing a black gauze hat. She is so petite that she can only stand on a chair to reach the teacup and teapot in front of her.

Herage looked over and found that the woman's skin was pure green, as if it were made of green plasticine.

Next to the green lady is a stoat, just with a human head and wearing a pair of board shorts.

The human head on the stoat's head is very strange, its facial features are all messed up, and its mouth has grown to the top of its head.

As a result, when he picked up the teacup and drank tea, he poured it directly from the top of his head. Since his eyes were on his chin, he couldn't see the specific position of the teacup at all.

This caused the ferret to try very hard to pour the tea in the cup into his mouth, but it always fell to the wrong position, either pouring it on himself or spilling it on the ground next to him.

The green lady next to the ferret looked at the ferret with disgust and moved to the side of the chair, as if she wanted to stay away from the idiot ferret.

The one across from the green lady is the one that looks most human here, if you only look at it from the front.

This is a man who looks very gentlemanly. His hairstyle and dress are very simple, but he is very neat.

If Herage hadn't looked over from this side, he would probably have thought that the other party was a real gentleman.

But from the direction he came from, you could see that this gentleman was actually a piece of paper, like a huge playing card.

The tea cup in front of him was steaming, and the gentleman had no intention of drinking from it.

Next to the poker gentleman was a tall and thick man with bulging muscles. He felt like he could kill a first-level wizard with just one punch.

It's just that this strong man has no head, and his neck is smooth, as if he never had a head.

He sat on a chair, folded his hands on his chest, didn't drink the tea in front of him and didn't speak. He didn't know what he was thinking.

It's just that he doesn't even have a brain, and he doesn't know if he can speak.

The arrival of Squirrel and Herague quickly attracted the attention of the four people. The green lady and the poker gentleman looked over, while the stoat was minding its own business, still feeding itself tea, and the strong man was still in a daze.

"Oh, let's see what Yom brought, a new friend!" The poker gentleman stood up and saluted, a very standard gentleman's courtesy.

"Oh my God, this person's dress is so exquisite! No, I have to ask him for advice on how to put on makeup." The green lady was stunned when she saw Herague. She covered her mouth with her little hand and exclaimed, as if she was not interested in Herague's human beings. Dressed up with great surprise and envy. (End of chapter)