The short, stocky creature approached Jiang Ziya with tiny, shuffling steps and, with a terrified look in its eyes, sized up the two of them.
Terrified gazes also came from the buildings. Hidden in the shadows, their owners watched these outsiders they had never seen before.
The short creature could sense Jiang Ziya's strength. If Jiang Ziya wished it, a single finger would be enough to wipe out every living being on this fragment.
"Gurgle... M-Master High God... your, your honored arrival... may I ask what, what brings you here?"
This race had its own language, but the short creature realized that neither Jiang Ziya nor Luo Nian could understand it. To their surprise, it also knew a human language!
Hearing him speak, Jiang Ziya revealed a trace of astonishment.
Although he had long since understood that the human language commonly used in the Other Shore had not actually originated with Civilization Number Seventy-Seven, this was another world altogether. Whether humans even existed here was still an open question.
"Master High God, I haven't spoken the common tongue in a long time. If you, you can't understand me, please forgive me..." Seeing Jiang Ziya looking somewhat dazed, the short creature assumed he did not understand what it was saying.
"The common tongue? Where did you learn it?" Jiang Ziya asked. "The common tongue... is a very ancient language. Once, all the beings of the Dream World used it." A look of longing appeared on the short creature's face as it recalled that prosperous age. "Now, I'm the only one in the entire tribe who knows it."
The short creature's fur was sparse, and its skin was wrinkled. It had survived in the Other Shore for an extremely long time.
"The Dream World... It should mean roughly the same thing as