National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Hearing the title "kind-hearted outsider", Jiang Yuan instantly thought of the beginning of the conversation: "Are you the legendary traveler?"

According to his experience, it's time for them to ask "kind-hearted outsiders" to help solve the problem.

But when he noticed that the old patriarch was coming, the group of smaller and more innocent people gathered around him chattering.

"Clan leader, what are our names?"

"Oh, it's not a name, it's what our clan is called, right?"

"Is it called Little Golden Man?"

"Patriarch, Patriarch, the Little Golden Man sounds very powerful. Can we call him the Little Golden Man?"

"..."

Jiang Yuan looked at the dumbfounded Paimon: "Hey, Paimon, you are quite promising. You almost changed the name of someone else's tribe."

The old patriarch looks kind, but judging from the attitude of his clan members towards him, it can be seen that he is not a very majestic type.

This is indeed the case.

After being surrounded by many "little golden people" who looked young and were obviously cubs in the house, it had no time to talk to Jiang Yuan and other "kind-hearted outsiders", and happily chatted gently with its tribesmen. .

"Haha, don't worry, kids."

They saw it change from the stiff and slow movements that everyone saw at first, and jumped down from the hand of the "little golden man" holding it in a swish, and its movements were extremely flexible.

"Come one by one, you want to ask the name of our clan, right?"

"Let me think about it, it seems to be called... Sandman?"

Thanks to the magical translation function of the Tower of Trial, Jiang Yuan could instantly understand which words these two words were.

The next moment he heard the name, Paimeng secretly whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear: "It's better to call him Little Golden Man."

Jiang Yuan nodded silently.

Indeed, Sandman, the homophony of the name Murder is quite cruel.

The reaction of the little sand people was similar to the two of them.

"Huh?" A little sand man looked disappointed, "It sounds so unpleasant."

"Clan leader, can we change our name to Little Golden Man?"

"Little Golden Man?" The Sandman Clan Leader, who had not heard Paimon's conversation with them, was a little confused.

"That kind-hearted outsider told me!" The little sand man raised his finger and pointed at Paimon, "She said that the little golden man is very powerful, and we want to be so powerful too!"

The leader of the Sand People looked over.

Paimon scratched his head in embarrassment and met the other person's eyes with a chuckle.

"Didn't I see that you are golden in appearance? It reminded me of the little golden people I've heard of before, but it's not my fault that they want to be renamed!"

Paimon said that it was not her fault and she would never take the blame.

The head of the Sand People had tolerant eyes and shook his head slowly: "I know, it's because the children have too lively ideas."

"That's good." Pamon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Patriarch!" "Patriarch, patriarch!" "Patriarch, patriarch, patriarch!"

Paimon explained clearly that he did not coax the little ones to change their clan name, but the little ones still insisted on changing their names.

"Can I change my name?" "Can I change my name? Can I change my name?" "Clan leader, can I change my name?"

It doesn't look like a person formed from sand, but more like a flock of sparrows chirping around the patriarch.

"Little golden man... okay." The old patriarch was pulled back by the little guys to look at them. He pondered for a moment and nodded happily.

"Yeah!" "Great!" "We are powerful little golden men!" "What...what?" "It's Soldier Abu!"

"Eh--?"

When the little sand people, who may now be directly called little golden people, cheered, Paimon looked in disbelief and made a sound of confusion.

"Congratulations, Paimon, you really made a tribe change its name. This is a great achievement of yours." Jiang Yuan joked with a smile?

Paimeng was surprised. He calmed down after hearing Jiang Yuan's words: "Huh, as expected of me, now I am more successful than you!"

"Okay, okay, you are awesome." Jiang Yuan gave a thumbs up.

There is a saying that the "Sand Man" suddenly changed his name to "Little Golden Man", which he did not expect.

Do they themselves think that the name "Sand People" is not a pleasant name...

The little golden people successfully changed the name of the group and were happily coaxed to run aside to play.

The old patriarch approached slowly, intending to formally start a conversation with Jiang Yuan and others.

"Hello, respected outsiders, thank you for giving our tribe a new name."

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Paimon.

Paimon, who had accomplished this great thing, had no choice but to step forward and talk to people: "Well, you just changed your name like this?"

"Haha," the old patriarch laughed cheerfully, his beard made of sand swaying, "It's not a name change, it's that we finally have a name."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Eliza was a little tired from bending over, so he simply sat down on the ground carelessly, lowering his head to talk to the old man in Coldin's helpless and disgusted eyes.

Jiang Yuan also felt that this posture was a bit tiring. Thinking that his clothes were not the usual traveler's suits, he did not choose to sit on the ground with Eliza.

He took out a large seat and several small benches from his backpack.

The big seats are for Sha and the little golden figures to sit on, while the small benches are for you to sit on.

In this way, they could barely look at each other and have a relatively comfortable conversation.

Soon, the big seat was filled with curious little golden people, and even Jiang Yuan and others who were sitting on the small benches also had the unobtrusive little golden people hanging on their bodies.

The leader of the Little Golden Man had clear eyes. Seeing that Jiang Yuan and others didn't mind, he even adjusted his posture so that they could sit on their laps, and his smile became more kind and kind.

"Actually, I have forgotten our real names. I made up the one just now."

It smiled like an old naughty child and narrowed its eyes.

"The name Little Golden Man sounds better than the one I made up, so that's what we called it."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the young golden people.

I thought they would be angry because they were deceived, but I never thought that this entire group of people thought differently than they did.

"The patriarch is so awesome!" "The patriarch is so smart!" "Awesome!" "Little Golden Man, Little Golden Man!" "Let's call him Little Golden Man!"

They are very happy.

"..."

Anyway, this episode is finally over.

"Old man, do you know the purpose of our coming here?" Kolding asked warmly.

The old little golden man came up and said that they were kind-hearted and should know the content of their trials.

"Know, know."

The little golden clan leader nodded repeatedly.

"You're here to help us solve the crisis, right?"

"Hmm...that's probably true."

According to the experience of meeting the elves last time, this world must be to help the little golden people deal with some opponent.

"Tell me about it."

So the old patriarch of the Little Golden People said.

It turns out that they were not living underground from the beginning, but were forced to do so.