Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

After dealing with the woman, Jin Xiaoman extended her hand to the mushroom man: "Hello, my name is Jin Xiaoman. I hope I didn't scare you."

The mushroom-man shook his head: "You didn't scare me. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were from Earth. I was very wary of you before."

She extended a tentacle: "Hello, my name is Eloun."

This was a strange statement, but Jin Xiaoman didn't intend to ask further questions at that moment.

After a brief silence, Eloin spoke first, her words flowing much more fluently than before: "Xiaoman, if I understand correctly, we can cooperate, right?"

"Of course." Jin Xiaoman cleared a clean spot with his beard and clothes, then sat down with one leg bent. "But you have to tell me, what can you offer me?"

Elohn: "We can be used as bait."

She waved her hand, and three mushroom-like figures appeared behind her: "Is that enough?"

Jin Xiaoman glanced at them and recognized them as the three mushroom-like figures who had just rushed out with tools in their hands: "That's enough, but let me make it clear beforehand, I can't guarantee their safety."

"It's alright, I don't require you to guarantee their safety."

"What do you need?"

"Save my people, not just the tribe I protect."

"Be specific."

Eloin: "We'll act as bait. For every thousand 'messengers of God' we help you kill, you'll save one of our tribes."

A thousand people?

Jin Xiaoman did some mental calculations. Based on the number of 30 to 50 envoys per region, there would be approximately 30,000 envoys. One thousand would be a suitable number: "Deal."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Eloin finally relaxed. She gestured to the mushroom-like figure behind her, then turned and handed Jin Xiaoman a white stone: "I will travel with you. Even if all four of us die during this time, you can take this stone to the next tribe, and she will help me fulfill our promise."

"no problem."

Jin Xiaoman put the stone into her backpack, and the five of them decided to set off immediately.

As they left the house and climbed the hillside, the four mushroom people seemed to sense something and looked back at each other.

The doors of several mushroom-shaped houses in the middle were pushed open from the inside, and the elderly people led the children out shakily. They did not shout loudly, but waved goodbye with tears in their eyes.

They both knew that this departure might be their last.

Jin Xiaoman stared wide-eyed at the scene before her in disbelief, only to find that all those left in the tribe were elderly people and children.

The little mushroom with the colorful cap that had been glimpsed briefly in the house choked back tears and called out "Mom" to Eloin.

Eloun shrugged casually and laughed, "Isn't it amazing? According to the book 'The Language of All Things,' the languages ​​of different races are vastly different, but the pronunciation of 'mother' is surprisingly consistent."

Jin Xiaoman chuckled: "Hmm, it's amazing."

She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Eloun, come with me and let the three of them return to the tribe."

Eloun quickly retorted, "No, even if all four of us die, we can't guarantee we can hunt down a thousand messengers for you. It's even more impossible for me to do it alone."

"Your tribe is left with only the elderly and children, surrounded by mutated beasts. What will they do?"

Eloun's lips moved: "I saw it. You killed the other three snipers and two other powerful messengers, otherwise they would be dead by now."

"For children rejected by God to grow up, both luck and strength are indispensable. I can't protect them forever, Xiaoman, that's it."

"Eloun, if only you accompany me, I swear I will keep your life safe."

The other three mushroom people couldn't understand the language of Blue Star. They stared blankly as their clan leader and this outsider were exchanging something. They vaguely sensed that their clan leader's emotions were a bit off, and they were immediately at a loss.

Jin Xiaoman: "Eloun, please believe me, because I am strong enough."

Eloun nodded: "Alright, since you've said so, I have no reason to object."

She turned around and quickly said something to the three mushroom-like figures behind her.

The three mushroom people were initially surprised, then grateful, and performed some strange rituals around Jin Xiaoman.

Eloin: "Our people naturally believe in the existence of luck, so as we part, they want to give you all their good fortune."

Three mushrooms hopped around Jin Xiaoman, clasped their hands together in prayer, and then chanted loudly to the sky. As the song ended, Jin Xiaoman was surprised to find a warm current flowing through her body.

After finishing the dance, the three mushrooms bowed to Eloin again and reluctantly returned to their tribe.

"Can they defend the tribe?"

Eloun shook her head: "I don't know, but it's better than before, isn't it?"

Jin Xiaoman patted her slightly faded umbrella canopy: "You're right, let's go."

After waving goodbye to the mushroom man, Jin Xiaoman leaped forward, quickly traversing the dense jungle.

Eloun was clearly struggling to keep up, but Jin Xiaoman had no intention of slowing down. After all, only if she appeared in a disheveled state before the envoys could she better serve as bait.

After a high-speed chase of ten minutes, the Sky Eye detected a small team of about several dozen people.

Jin Xiaoman affixed an invisibility talisman to herself and gestured for Eloun to come forward.

Ilon received the signal and fell from a tree, drawing the team's attention.

She limped to her feet, picked up a stick, and shouted warily at the "messenger of God": "&*...%&￥...."

Although there was no evidence, Jin Xiaoman always felt that Eloun was definitely openly cursing people, and cursing very filthy things.

The messengers were taken aback by the sudden turn of events and were somewhat confused, so they did not step forward.

Eloun raised her right hand and gave the middle finger.

From the crowd, someone shouted in a low voice, "Could this be the natives that God spoke of who have no fighting ability?"

This sparked a huge discussion, with someone shouting, "Who cares? You don't get points just by killing the things in here!"

The crowd, receiving instructions, their eyes lit up, and they pounced on Eloun.

Since Eloin doesn't have any spirit points, she can't use many of Jin Xiaoman's talismans. The two eventually came up with a very primitive tactic—Eloin runs ahead while Jin Xiaoman takes advantage of the chaos to harvest kills in the crowd.

Whenever someone is about to catch up with Eloin or Eloin is in danger of being injured, Jin Xiaoman will grab someone and throw them to shield her from the damage.

After chasing for two minutes, the team, which originally consisted of more than thirty people, was reduced to only ten. The messenger running ahead sensed something was wrong. He turned around and saw his companion lying straight down in front of him. He was immediately terrified and scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing this, Jin Xiaoman teleported to a sniping position she had already chosen and began firing methodically, taking down one "messenger of God" every second on average.

After relieving himself of one of the three urges, the squad leader returned to the place where his team members were resting, only to be dumbfounded. There was wind, grass, withered leaves, and trees, but his messengers were nowhere to be seen.

He shouted, "Where are they? Where have they all gone?"

After a brief pause, he was so angry at not receiving a reply that he jumped up and down, only to turn around and find himself facing a dark gun barrel.

Jin Xiaoman whistled, tilted her head, and smiled, "Excuse me, could you do me a small favor?"

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