Chapter 16 (1/2)

After sighing out, Donford Wu turned his head to look at the lady shaman, only seeing that she was without distraction, looking at him.

“Let me think how I should say it so you can understand.”

Donford Wu borrowed the lady shaman’s words.

“You aren’t any member of our five clans, you don’t understand anything about our world, and you even don’t know our language, where exactly did you come from?”

The lady shaman suspiciously asked.

Donford Wu was currently furrowing his eyebrows furiously while thinking, hearing the lady shaman speak, he turned his head to look directly into her eyes. After a tens of seconds, he slowly said.

“I come from four thousand years in the future.”

“You’re a person from four thousand years later?”

The lady shaman didn’t show any surprise, she only asked to confirm it.

“Yes, I’m not from here.”

Donford Wu nodded his head.

“Then how did you come here?”

The lady shaman made a counter clockwise gesture in the air.

“We have a tool that can send people back in time.”

Donford Wu stated, for the lady shaman to believe he was a person from four thousand years in the future was already extremely hard enough, he didn’t hope because of a completely unrelated matter to confuse the lady shaman. Because when he crossed to s.p.a.ce in time, it was a pa.s.sive crossing, he couldn’t explain these kinds of things himself.

The lady shaman nodded her head continually, changing the topic, she asked.

“Then do you still have any companions?”

“No, it’s only me.”

Donford Wu said. Before he told the truth, he was already prepared for the lady shaman to take him as a mental patient, but who would’ve thought that the lady shaman would actually trust him, this made him accidently touched.

“Then why don’t you go back to your time?”

The lady shaman once again did a gesture in the air but clockwise.

Donford Wu shook his head, active crossing could allow him to go any time he wanted in theory, but pa.s.sive crossing couldn’t, he couldn’t cross when he wanted to cross.

“So you came back in time on your own, forever unable to go back, is that it?”

The lady shaman asked.

Donford Wu nodded.

“You have no relatives or friends, forever unable to go back home, after encountering such a horrible situation, how can you still be so happy?”

The lady shaman slowed down her pace.

“Happy your a.s.s, if you were me, would you be happy?”

Donford Wu bit his lip while saying this.

“But you don’t seem sad.”

The lady shaman said in a gentle tone.

“Even if I’m said, I can’t just sit around all day and cry, I do have to live on.”

Donford Wu’s mood went down to the extreme.

“You’re too brave.”

The lady shaman looked at Donford Wu with admirable eyes.

Donford Wu waved his hand, not speaking.

“What kind of person are you four thousand years later?”

The lady shaman curiously asked, first it was Donford Wu that was curious and kept on asking questions, now it was the other way around.

“A soldier.”

Donford Wu felt depressed and couldn’t dispel it on his own. Taking at the box of cigs from his body armor, he took at a cig and lit it, these three cigs he couldn’t bear to smoke.

“Can I look at your fire twister?”

The lady shaman pointed at the lighter in Donford Wu’s hand.

Donford Wu casually pa.s.sed the lighter over to her, the lady shaman copied his movements and lit a fire, looking at the flames of the lighter with uncertainty.

“It’s almost out of gas, don’t waste it.”

Donford Wu took back his lighter and tucked it away in his pocket. He always used a normal plastic lighter, he also had a ZIPPO one, but he normally didn’t use it, that little toy was only for decoration and looking cool, it needed more gas every two or three days.

“This is a thing from four thousand years in the future?”

The lady shaman asked.

“Yes.”

Donford Wu stood up, looking for dry branches, he started making a bed. The area where the Gold clan is, is extremely humid and wet, the Gold clansmen are all used to the humidity, so they can casually just lay down, but he couldn’t.

“When you’re free, can you tell me more about four thousand years in the future?”

Donford Wu casually replied with a grunt. He didn’t just want to keep on remembering the modern times, because every time he did, he felt homesick and depressed.