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Chapter 131 Abnormal is Normal
It’s not that Feng Xue is being pretentious, but the quality of the power of will is closely related to the residents’ cognition.

Generally speaking, the more modernized a region is, the more complex its aspirational environment is, because people know more, think more, and naturally hope for more things.

In poor, backward and remote areas, the power of vows appears to be extremely pure, because people in such places have no energy to think about anything else except survival.

For example, in Xiaofengling, the population is no more than a thousand people, and the living standard is at the level of ancient fishermen. People have never seen any modern entertainment, and even the general equivalent of money does not exist. Every day they either go out to sea to fish or work in the fields. There is no entertainment at all. The only wishes that such people can produce are nothing more than good health and enough food, and at most a healthy child. Naturally, their wishes are pure.

As for people in affluent areas, they want a lot more things. They want money, they want power, they want beautiful rich women to pursue them, they want the favor of handsome and domineering bosses, they want to buy graphics cards without adding extra money...

With all these things going on, the power of vows will naturally become mixed.

But the way these natives were dressed showed that they were still at the level of tribal civilization. This made the island's spiritual environment seem very abnormal.

It can't be that a group of people in Wakandan society insist on being natives even though they have advanced technology, right?
The image of that group of people who mastered alien technology but relied on fighting to elect their chieftain emerged in Feng Xue's mind. He unfolded the [Observing the Longevity] and looked around. The dozens of people watching on the shore had a remaining lifespan of between one hundred and two hundred years, and only one old man who looked quite old had a remaining lifespan of more than ten years.

They were waiting there with a warm and hospitable look. Feng Xue thought about it and decided to let the boat come over.

"Buluba Guluwa..."

The old man, who had about ten years left to live, wore a feather crown on his head and a necklace made of teeth around his neck. He was leaning on a wooden cane and talking in gibberish.

Without waiting for Feng Xue to ask, Sarah transmitted the message through the nano-membrane on Feng Xue's body -

"This is the native language of the Cradle Islands. It has some variations, but there's relevant content in the database. It roughly means: 'I am Old Kuna, the village elder of Kuna Village. I welcome guests from afar.'"

Feng Xue raised his eyebrows and turned his head and said:

"Are you guys staying to watch the ship or are you coming together? Don't worry about translation issues. You have it in your database, and Little Bell should be able to handle it."

"us……"

"Let's get off the boat!" Fina, who seemed to have gotten better, took the initiative to speak. Sarah was just an AI after all, and seeing her master speak, she could only follow.

Feng Xue doubted whether this woman was thinking that "the boat was lost because no one was watching it", but he did not give her a chance and said directly to Xiao Lingdang:

"Use remote control mode and have the ship cruise approximately ten kilometers from the island. If attacked, immediately transmit intelligence."

"Received! This order will be executed after disembarking." Xiao Lingling raised her hand, looking obedient and saying, "I'm following the captain's orders." Feng Xue then jumped off the deck and said, under Xiao Lingling's simultaneous translation:
"Thank you all for your enthusiasm. I also brought some local specialties, which I can exchange with everyone later."

Hearing Feng Xue's words, the gathered natives immediately responded, chattering about wanting "a box that can emit fire" and "a bow and arrow the size of a palm". This actually made Feng Xue feel a lot more at ease.

"Perhaps it's because of this place's geographical location, with ships from Yharnam frequently docking here, that the natives' knowledge has surpassed their productivity? That makes sense!"

Feng Xue pondered this, maintaining an over-the-shoulder perspective. He, Sarah, and Fina followed an old man who called himself Old Kuna across a narrow dirt road until they arrived at a small village. The village had a simple, "locally sourced" style, with branches, dead leaves, and planks haphazardly bundled together to form a crude shed. Regardless of its sturdiness, it was obvious at first glance that it offered little warmth.

But considering Terra Superman's physical fitness, it seems that there is no problem.

"I've already sent someone to notify the nearby villages. We've often traded with passing guests before, so everyone has a rough idea of ​​what they want..."

While directing the villagers to arrange the "trading conference", the old man told Feng Xue the source of their enthusiasm, and at the same time did not forget to hint to Feng Xue that the village wanted that "box that can spit fire".

Feng Xue found it funny, but he didn't take it lightly. He just took out some odds and ends he had bought on Yanan Island from his pocket, saying that he had brought some goods that could be traded. At the same time, he asked casually:
"Old Kuna, I noticed that many of your villagers are wearing crescent-shaped ornaments. Is this a belief you have here?"

As Xiao Lingling translated this sentence, the originally noisy village instantly fell into a brief silence. When Feng Xue thought he had said something wrong and reached for his belt, the village chief finally spoke:

"That is our belief, the symbol of the great moon goddess Mau. She is the consort of the sun and the embodiment of wisdom. However, the moon goddess only appears at night. During the day, she accompanies the sun and cannot be disturbed at will."

When the old village chief said this, Feng Xue looked at him in astonishment. His life span had suddenly decreased by ten days, and his expression became a little serious. He seemed to understand why there was a clear gap between the life span of this old tour guide and other elderly people in the village.

only……

"Because asking a question shortened someone's life, I always feel a little indebted..."

Feng Xue muttered to himself, took out a box of waterproof matches and handed it to Lao Ku, saying:

"This is a return gift for your enthusiasm, please don't refuse it."

Old Ku was obviously familiar with the matches produced in Yanan Island. He was immediately delighted. He took the matches and put them into the animal skin pocket at his waist. He then took Feng Xue to a house that was equally simple, but at least a size larger than the other houses.

"This is the guest room our village has reserved for guests. It's cleaned every day and is very clean. Guests can rest here. There are about a hundred villages on our island, and the representative from the farthest village may not arrive until tomorrow. If you are not in a hurry, you can stay here for a night. We also have some girls of marriageable age in our village. If you are willing to leave your seeds, that would be great..."

"That's totally unnecessary!" Feng Xue immediately interrupted the old village chief's increasingly off-topic topic. Although he knew that this kind of tribe would let boat passengers stay overnight for the sake of genetic diversity, he himself could not accept this custom.

The old village chief didn't care about Feng Xue's refusal. He told Feng Xue to come to him if he needed anything, and then turned around to prepare for the trade conference.

"The locals seem quite simple and honest. Have they ever encountered pirates? Or do they have sufficient military force?"

Feng Xue wandered around the house for a while and then came out. Sarah came to his feet and said:

"Simple? I don't think so."

(End of this chapter)