"Outside?"
Hearing the old giant's words, Xu Long had a rough idea of what was going on.
These Cyclops may have been like the people in the Peach Blossom Spring, who sought refuge here to escape war.
"The situation outside is very bad. We must eliminate all threats, otherwise, once they accumulate, it will be utterly devastating."
Xu Long briefly explained the troubles in the Main World, then asked, "I wonder which era you come from, and what the situation is like here?"
"Us..."
The old Cyclops stopped talking abruptly, then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if reminiscing about his glorious past and lamenting the passing of time and the loss of youth.
"Awooo..."
The Cyclops beside him looked quite embarrassed, seemingly wanting to explain something.
However, he couldn't speak Chinese, so Xu Long and the others couldn't understand him at all.
As a result, everyone became embarrassed.
After about ten seconds of silence, the old Cyclops finally spoke again.
"Sorry... I'm getting old... I'm prone to... getting distracted..."
"It's alright, it's alright, please take your time."
Xu Long wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
But then again, it's not entirely the old Cyclops' fault.
It's quite impressive that you can remember how to say things in Chinese without anyone to talk to.
He spoke slowly and deliberately, thinking as he spoke, occasionally going back to start over. It took Xu Long more than an hour to understand what was going on.
Including several other tribes, all the creatures here have lived here since ancient times, that is, since the time of the Investiture of the Gods.
Counting from the creation of heaven and earth, it can be roughly divided into three stages.
In the ancient times, Great Cataclysm.
In ancient times, Investiture of the Gods War.
In ancient times, Ghost Demons ran rampant.
Three eras, three earth-shattering wars, countless powerful figures died, countless races perished, and the Main World was shattered.
The Cyclops were just a very weak branch of the Three Miao Human Race. In order to avoid becoming cannon fodder in the Investiture of the Gods War and then Miejue, the Cyclops decided to stay away from the place of trouble.
They found a small piece of the World Core and used it as the foundation to build this secret realm.
Several other smaller races noticed this and came knocking, paying substantial sums in exchange for permission to enter as well.
An unknown amount of time has passed in the Main World, where the Cyclops and several other races have continued to live.
This small world is quite large, and because it possesses a small World Core, it is barely able to be self-sufficient.
Even so, their cultivation levels continued to decline.
Such a small part of the World Core cannot support a very high level. Even the once powerful Cyclops has regressed to his current state of cultivation.
The same was true for those enormous monsters, and they fared even worse than the Cyclops.
Because they were originally animals that had become spirits, they couldn't even retain their intelligence after losing their cultivation.
This continued generation after generation, and they grew into powerful Beast.
"How... did you... get here... inside... how... are... you... outside...?"
After a few dozen seconds of silence, the old Cyclops suddenly spoke, a hint of longing in his cloudy eyes.
Xu Long: "???"
Everyone was completely bewildered. What was going on? Hadn't they already said that?
"Us..."
The old Cyclops muttered something to himself, then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if reminiscing about his glorious past and lamenting the passing of time and the loss of youth.
"Holy shit!"
Xu Long and his companions exchanged glances, secretly relieved.
This old guy seems to have dementia; he forgets everything he says.
Although he spoke slowly before, at least he managed to get his point across. This was truly a blessing Xu Long had accumulated over several lifetimes.
If he's unlucky, the old Cyclops might have a seizure before he finishes speaking, and he probably wouldn't be able to finish even if he squatted there all day.
"What should we do? Judging from the situation with the Cyclops, it's likely that none of those alien races can speak Chinese. If we can't communicate, it could easily lead to misunderstandings."
Xu Long felt extremely frustrated; the language barrier was incredibly difficult to overcome.
As outsiders, any word or action they utter could trigger an overreaction.
Although Xu Long is not afraid of fighting, there is no need to cause unnecessary bloodshed.
If you can get along peacefully, then try to do so.
After all, there were countless races in the Great Wilderness in the past, and even after suffering several heavy blows, many races still survived.
In such a situation, killing alone cannot solve the problem.
"Actually... I can... say... a little bit of human language..."
Seeing Xu Long's pained expression, the Cyclops beside him couldn't help but speak up.
Unfortunately, his Chinese was even worse than that of the elderly person with dementia; he not only stuttered but also spoke incoherently.
However, the fact that even one person with a sound mind spoke up was enough to make Xu Long overjoyed.
"I'll translate, you guys wait a moment."
The Red Queen's voice rang out, and Xu Long quickly released a liquid metal robot.
With this Cyclops who can speak both Chinese and Hollow Earth Language (let's call him that for now), things become much simpler.
The Red Queen took notes while simultaneously comparing and translating.
This process takes some time because, in addition to these tasks, it also involves analyzing certain special meanings of Hollow Earth Language, making it a very demanding task.
"By the way, do you believe in these Cyclops?"
Xu Long waved his hand to set up a soundproof barrier, then asked Wei Qing and Feng Qingyang.
Better safe than sorry!
"One should always be wary of others!"
The attitude of the group was exactly the same as Xu Long's: to believe half of it and to treat it with caution.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the information gathered from the Red Queen's side was roughly complete.
Due to the limited vocabulary of Chinese spoken by the Cyclops, many Hollow Earth Language could not be translated, but simple communication was still possible.
Upon further questioning, the young Cyclops said something similar to that of the old Cyclops.
There are five races in the Hollow Earth, two of which are very ancient monsters: the Subterranean Lizard and the gorilla. Their powerful strength and intelligence are not ingrained in their bloodline. Once their living environment undergoes a major change, they will be severely affected.
Due to the decline in both cultivation and intelligence, it has become more like Beast.
Besides the Cyclops, there are also the Radiant Scale Race and the Sun-Chasing Rat.
The Radiant Scale Race is a race covered in scales, similar to a pangolin. They are called the Radiant Scale Race because their scales emit a white light.
The Sun-Chasing Rat look like giant rats. Legend has it that when Kua Fu was chasing the sun, he happened to pass by their tribe. Because they admired Kua Fu's strength, they followed him and chased the sun together, thus acquiring some special power and gradually becoming a race.