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When Linnaeus woke up again, he saw Cyril sitting by the fire.

Seeing Lin Nai wake up, Cyril came up with concern: "Are you okay, elementary school girl?"

Linnai subconsciously stretched out her hand to block the furry silver head. She looked at Cyril with bright eyes and blinked with a headache. She was really a little frightened by an elf like Cyril who was enthusiastic and didn't know much about human etiquette. Not coming.

Lin Nai waved his hand to indicate that he was fine: "Where are we?"

Captured by the Chaos? Where are you being held? Or was it that Cyril turned the tide and took her out?

"We should be at a certain point in time." Cyril analyzed it calmly. Although he really didn't like cultural classes, he still gritted his teeth and memorized the things he needed to memorize. "It's a kind of time magic. We have to be here." Find clues, push the time forward, push it all the way to the end of this time magic, and then you can get out."

That's it?

The Chaos Clan spent so much effort just to fix this?

No, you use time magic to stop all the big guys. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble or cause destruction, will you do this?

Wouldn't it be better if you killed both of us while we were unconscious?

What's the meaning?

You don’t know how to use your trump card!

No wonder Zhengfang's defense, which is more brittle than paper, can go back and forth with the Chaos clan for so many years.

When you co-authored it, you were opposite Wolongfengxia!

After Lin Nai complained crazily in his mind for a while, he stood up without changing his expression: "Then are we going to collect clues now?"

Cyril nodded, got up and walked outside. They were in a small corner, with only a rag acting as a curtain to cover them.

"I just went out for a brief look. This should be the territory of the human race. Elementary school girl, do you have any clue?" Cyril said as he lifted up the rag, and a strange smell rushed directly to it. Coming in, Linnai was caught off guard and smelled it, and almost vomited it out.

It was a smell...mixed with the smell of sweat, excrement and other unknown things.

Just from this smell, you can vaguely guess how dirty and messy the environment outside is.

Linnai poked his head out with an ominous premonition, and what he saw was that it was crowded... It probably couldn't be called housing, because most of them were just a few poles with some covers on them, and the road under their feet was dark. The water in the canal was turbid and smelly. From time to time, a few rickety or thin figures emerged from the simple tents, shuffling around numbly.

slums.

I don’t know why, but this word came to Linnai’s mind subconsciously.

Linnai turned around and looked at Cyril standing behind him, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Senior Cyril, how did you find this place?" Linnai asked tentatively.

You must know that although the place is a bit small, it is still neat and tidy, and the wind is warm. How can such a place be empty in the slums?

Cyril answered calmly: "I picked up some rubbish and found it. This place is too dilapidated. I can barely stay here - there are still a few humans who want to rob me. If I weren't afraid of doing something wrong and disrupting the timeline, I would It’s not as simple as beating them away.”

Linnaeus:…

Do you think it's possible that they are Aboriginal people?

And the garbage you talk about is actually their property?

Lin Nai was silent for a while and nodded slowly: "Then let's go shopping first and find a place to stay."

Cyril pulled the rag behind him: "Isn't it possible here?"

Linnaeus looked at him kindly: "That's someone else's home."

Cyrillic:……

Cyril: Huh?

After Linnaeus took Cyril around the slums and made Cyril realize that the garbage in his mouth was actually someone else's home, Cyril fell silent.

He kept his head down and said nothing the whole time.

Linnai didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent, so one person and one elf were speechless all the way.

No one spoke, so Lin Nai simply started thinking about how to find clues. Although the original plot had collapsed and was not very credible, some information could still be used.

For example, the original owner Linnaeus was born in a slum.

Could this be the original owner's home?

Just as Linnai was thinking, Cyril suddenly pulled her sleeve gently. Linnai raised his eyes and saw Cyril looking at her seriously: "Primary school girl, it's because I robbed other people's houses and insulted them. , so they want to attack us?"

what?

Lin Nai looked up and realized something was wrong.

They were walking in the slums. At this time, some young people had gathered around them. A small number of old, young, sick and disabled people just hid behind their shelters and turned a blind eye.

Only then did Linnai realize that she had made a mistake.

This world has a magical setting. Common people mostly have brown hair and brown eyes, while nobles have a variety of hair colors and eye colors.

Both her and Cyril's hair and eye colors were flashy, and although the clothes they wore were relatively low-key, they were still very different from those scantily clad poor people.

And they were actually wandering around the slums so openly.

Trouble.

Lin Nai frowned as he looked at the group of young and middle-aged men who were gradually gathering with unkind expressions.

In terms of strength, she and Cyril can definitely kill here.

The problem is that they are now at a point in time and need to pay special attention to every move they make.

What if there was a key figure in the group of people they were fighting, and then they changed their original behavior because of their actions, that would be a shame.

Use psychic magic? But for civilians who cannot use magic, even the smallest amount of magic can cause damage.

Just as Linnai was thinking about countermeasures quickly, a small ball suddenly flew out from a corner and landed at her feet.

The ball exploded the moment it hit the ground, and a burst of smoke instantly filled the air, obscuring everyone's sight.

"Go this way!" A slightly childish voice sounded, and then Linnai felt her hand being pulled. She ran along with the pulling force, and by the way, she also pulled Cyril to run with her.

The man led Linnaeus and Cyril through the slums quickly. Several times they encountered some narrow passages that only children could squeeze through. Cyril also quickly used magic to pass through.

After finally waiting for the person to stop, Linnai was a little out of breath - she was really in bad health, and she hadn't recovered even after two years of raising her.

"Thank you... little kid." Seeing Linnai resting, Cyril stepped forward to negotiate. However, he was face blind and could only tell that the person helping them was a child based on the size of the mosaic.

"Linnai, who did you bring back? Why are you in such a mess?" Another slightly shrill voice sounded, and a little girl with silver hair and golden eyes walked out of the same simple "house" in front of him.

what?

Hearing his name, Lin Nai subconsciously raised his head, a little surprised.

It was when she raised her head that she saw clearly the face of the child who was helping them.

The child did not answer the silver-haired girl's question. He just ran to Cyril excitedly and grabbed the hem of Cyril's clothes: "Danika, look, I found Vivian's family!"