White Flower was not too afraid of these strange bandits, thinking that they might have problems in their heads, but most of the time they were not insane.
Rustle.
The campfire party began once again.
White Flower took a deep breath, looked at the hundreds of bandits around, and continued to lower his voice, speaking the latter part of the "Ancestral Human Biography":
"Human Ancestor kept running, kept running..."
Human Ancestor crossed the mountains and arrived at another tribe of the Human Race, warmly welcomed by the enthusiastic humans.
After staying with the new tribe for a period, he gradually became acquainted with the warm-hearted humans, thinking he had already forgotten about the pseudo-humans.
But one day, pseudo-humans arrived at this tribe again.
This pseudo-human's power was still a notch above humans, with a somewhat stiff face.
Human Ancestor was extremely afraid.
