Infinite Mask Game

Wei Miao asked Conrad out of the blue: "Do you know the Northern Desert Werewolves?"

Conrad: "Northern Desert Werewolves? I know they are Chen Qing's neighbors.

The following conversation proved that Conrad knew nothing about the outside world, even less than the players.

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"Why do you want to go to the Pig-Headed Tribe to find your relatives?"

After layers of preparation, Wei Miao finally asked this question.

The fox and the deer looked at him.

"No..." Conrad hesitated.

The fox retreated to advance: "If there is any difficulty, forget it, but if there is really any difficulty, maybe we can help you."

"Actually... I want to change the Pig-Headed Tribe! "Conrad's expression turned firm, and his tone was resolute and resolute.

Wei Miao: (x)

Lu Lu: (;￣д￣)

Fox: (*^ω^*)

As soon as the word "change" came out, Wei Miao felt that the main theme of the copy was very close to them.

Perhaps because everyone's eyes were too surprised, Conrad took the initiative to explain: "Don't you think the pig-headed tribe is too backward?"

"They have a long sacrificial culture, sacrificing the old, weak, sick and disabled to the legendary Tianluo pig mother in exchange for the gods' favor for the younger generation. It is said that when the sacrifice begins, all the sacrifices must commit suicide in order to please the gods.

"Too bloody, too cruel! What do they regard life as?!" Conrad's eyes were bright, like the morning star in the darkest moment.

Wei Miao responded: "Indeed."

...It is indeed strange, worthy of being a pig-headed man from the human society.

"I want to bring 'civilization' into the tribe, so that every tribe member can live a civilized and orderly life, without having to worry about being put on the altar when they are old and weak."

"The tribe does not need to shed blood and sacrifice for hunting, but can live in harmony with other races and exchange what they have."

"Get rid of the bloody and barbaric image of the tribe, step into a civilized society, and achieve racial progress!"

"One day, the pig-headed people will get rid of the life of killing and enter a real civilized era! Like human society, everyone is polite and respectful, advocating peace, without bloodshed and disputes."

"Without the charity of the gods, we can still live a happy life!"

Conrad spoke of his ideals in an extremely serious tone, and his words were full of passion.

Wei Miao symbolically applauded his ideas, and the faces of others also showed recognition.

But in fact, even when Wei Miao was in elementary school more than ten years ago, he could distinguish what was an ignorant ideal.

He is like the passionate high school student in the two-dimensional animation of the Seaman Kingdom in the present world. This time he went out to pursue his dreams and had lofty ideals and ambitions.

A thorough idealist, he happens to be the "protagonist".

Lulu: "How does Brother Conrad plan to change?"

"My studies have made me realize that human culture is the treasure of civilization, and the benevolence, righteousness and morality in it are the way to survive in the world. If the pig-headed tribe can learn from human civilization, it will definitely be able to embark on the road of evolution." Conrad firmly believes this.

Wei Miao keenly caught a point: "Is human civilization higher than pig-headed civilization?"

Conrad nodded: "The order and prosperity of human culture are far better than pig-headed people. This is why humans are so powerful today, because humans use culture to enlighten wisdom."

Now, Wei Miao has nothing to say, because she realized that Mr. Conrad has been fooled in his thinking.

But he doesn't think so.

Everyone once thought that they were on the right path. When others persuaded them to change their ways, they thought that others didn't understand the scenery. Everyone has their own way. How can we say who is right and who is wrong?

"Mr. Conrad has great ideals and genius ideas. He is respectable and admirable. He is unprecedented." Fox controlled his words. For a moment, Wei Miao couldn't tell whether he was really praising or being sarcastic.

Conrad smiled heartily and was about to say something when he suddenly looked at the side of the road and shouted, "Stop!"

The rabbit-headed man driving the car pulled the reins reflexively and stopped the car with difficulty amid the long sighs of the horse.

The galloping horse trampled on the fallen leaves and black soil, a little impatient. Wei Miao's body was steady and she easily maintained her balance in the inertia of the forward rush.

She quietly looked at Lulu and Fox. They looked calm and their bodies just shook slightly.

The sudden pause interrupted the conversation of several people. Lulu asked, "Brother Conrad, what's wrong?"

Conrad frowned and got off the car in a hurry: "There is an orc lying on the side of the road!"

Following his gaze, a figure wrapped in a black robe was lying next to a tall larch, revealing short white hair and animal ears.

Moving, it is difficult to judge whether he is dead or alive.

The road in the dense forest was not formed naturally, but because there were many people walking, they trampled out a small path. There were fewer beasts on the road, and the road was not wide. Occasionally, other caravans could be encountered, and they did not invade each other.

Some orcs rebelled against the tribe for various reasons and made a living by robbing, but they always targeted small and medium-sized caravans and were cruel. It was not uncommon for them to throw their bodies on the side of the road after intercepting and killing them.

The caravan members who were accustomed to it often turned a blind eye when walking on the road.

The three people who knew these basic situations got off the car slowly and moved forward.

When they got to the front of the person who fell on the ground, they could see that it was a female white-haired werewolf. She was wearing a black robe, and her body was covered with wounds. From the torn part of the robe, one could see some wounds of varying depths, but the bleeding had stopped.

She was still breathing faintly.

Conrad wanted to save her, but he was at a loss, so he could only ask for help from a few people: "What should we do?"

In the past, Wei Miao would never glance at her. It was not her habit to meddle in other people's business, and it was easy to bring trouble to herself.

But Conrad insisted on saving her. For the image in his mind, Wei Miao and the other two had a brief discussion and worked together to lift her into the car.

After receiving Wei Miao's instructions, the convoy set off again.

The originally narrow rear compartment now had a patient lying down, making it even more crowded.

"What should we do next?" Conrad looked at the soft-featured werewolf girl with a worried look on his face.

"It's up to fate." The fox sighed, "Don't worry, orcs have strong self-healing ability, as long as they don't die, they can wake up."

On the side, Gao Zhuang No. 2 reached for the cloth bag on his waist, but was held down by No. 5, who was next to him.

She shook her head slightly at him.

Gao Zhuang No. 2 looked weird, and he was hesitant to speak.

The rabbit-headed warriors who travel all year round usually carry medicine bags with them to be prepared.

They could obviously take out some herbs to save people, so why didn't anyone mention it?

This is exactly what confused No. 2.

Wei Miao noticed their actions and nodded slightly to express his appreciation for No. 5 with missing ears.

The reason why they watched coldly and had no intention of rescuing was nothing more than the strange origin of this werewolf girl.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the car was particularly weird. Conrad's unconcealed worry on his face formed a sharp contrast with the indifference of several people.