Confused and oblivious, unable to comprehend human speech, Luolin had lived in such a state for thirty years.
Yue Jinghua could not imagine how a paleontologist, once standing at the pinnacle of modern civilization, had become someone who could not understand the language of the Six Lands, had to evade the pursuit of Dark Beasts daily, and survived such days.
The one-eyed gaze began to blur, as if recalling the most painful period.
"Sixty years later, I met Fengling, a witch from one of the families of the Southern Country Eighteen Towns, who made her living by gathering herbs. When she first encountered me, I was attacked by an adult Fire Cloud Wolf and was seriously injured. My ghastly appearance terrified her. Yet as kind-hearted as she was, she ran away but then came back. She taught me the language of the continent and informed me about various things across the land. In my words, because I met Fengling, I returned to human civilization. Later, I told her about my ordeals."
