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As several Riverwood soldiers chained the chubby caveman to an interrogation chair, Wang couldn't help but say, "This looks ridiculous."

The interrogation chair was designed for humans. Although both cavemen and humans have four limbs and walk upright, the body shape of cavemen is very different from that of humans, and it is indeed quite funny to be locked in a chair used for humans.

Ralph: "The prisoner is locked up. How do you plan to interrogate him? Does the trick you just mentioned allow you to interrogate a caveman?"

Wang: “Of course.”

As he said this, he took out the ceramic step pyramid again.

Elizabeth asked in confusion, "What is that?"

"Pyramids. Trolls from some planes can build these things, but the trolls from this plane probably can't. The trolls from that plane and the trolls from this plane only have the same name, but they are actually completely different things. I'm going to start the interrogation."

Ralph made a gesture of invitation.

The king chanted a spell and made some gestures. A flash of light shone from the hand holding the ceramic pyramid, and then he touched himself with this hand, and the light disappeared.

Everyone waited for a few seconds, and Marika couldn't help but ask, "Failed?"

Wang: “No (underground language).”

Everyone had a puzzled look on their faces. But as he said this, the pyramid in his hand turned into powder. The ceramic powder flowed from his fingertips like fine sand, fell to the ground and disappeared.

The dwarf suddenly realized: "The spell was successful. After he said the first word in the language given by the spell, the spell material shattered."

The king then looked at the cave dweller.

The caveman heard the king's voice and was "looking" at the king. Its visual organs had completely degenerated, and its tiny eyes did not seem to be able to focus at all.

Wang circled around the chubby caveman, whose head followed his movements, with its forehead always facing him accurately.

The wizard stopped circling and began to move forward and backward to adjust his position with the caveman, and then found that the caveman's eyes had basically not changed.

Wang: "It is certain that the eyes are not focused. This guy is using hearing to determine where I am. Hearing has its limitations, no matter how sensitive it is."

What he said was in the language of the cavemen, so neither his team members nor the Earl's son responded.

But the caveman spoke up: "Vision is only a burden to us, Sunshine Man."

Wang: "From his speech, I can tell that he has normal intelligence."

The caveman bared his teeth.

Xiaobai was originally listening to the bored judge chattering in a language he couldn't understand, but suddenly his ears perked up and he sniffed hard.

Wang: "I noticed the baring of teeth, which might be an expression of disdain."

Troglodyte: "This is a way of showing disdain. I am the warrior leader of the great Gernika tribe! The warriors of my tribe will never surrender to the Sunshine People!"

Wang: "Sir, you have been living underground all this time and have never come to the surface. Why have you been rushing to the surface recently?"

"Humph, I won't tell you."

Wang: "That's strange. The book I read said that cave dwellers have no concept of honor, nor do they have any so-called loyalty. You just gather together as a group for survival, and sometimes you become subordinates of demons or devils."

"Humph, what does Yang Ren know!"

Wang: "Then let me ask you something that does not involve honor. This way you can ensure your survival and preserve your honor."

After saying this, the wizard stopped and carefully observed the changes in the caveman's facial expression.

The caveman was in a dilemma - maybe for a few seconds. His facial expression was completely different from that of humans. After all, his vision was very weak, so facial expressions naturally played no role in communication: how could they play a role if he couldn't see?

At this time, Xiaobai sniffed and shouted, "It smells strange."

Wang immediately turned to look at Xiaobai: "Are you sure?"

He realized that he was using underground language and immediately changed the language: "Are you sure?"

Xiaobai nodded: "Sure. Strange taste."

Wang: "Did he emit any smell just now?"

Xiao Bai: "Just now when he grinned, it smelled like fish that had been left out for a long time and turned rancid. Now it smells pungent and spicy!"

The other humanoids in the room looked at each other. Elizabeth looked at Marika and then at Flint, who spread his hands.

Wang fell into deep thought: "When you grin, do you mean when you show your teeth? It seems that cavemen may express emotions through smell (*). Now we need to know which smell represents which emotion."

The wizard then turned to the troggs and switched back to the Underspeak: "Our werewolves smell it, and you hesitated!"

Caveman: "Then she must be wrong!"

Wang looked at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai: "The smell has become stronger!"

The wizard was shocked and continued to express his speculation in Common Language: "This is strange. I really thought that this smell represented his hesitation, so I tried it this way. Why did the smell become stronger? It is impossible for him to become more hesitant? Could it be that the intensity of the smell does not represent the intensity of the emotion, but each has a different meaning?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Wang turned to Ralph and said, "Sir, I need several rooms like this, one for each caveman."

Ralph asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, to conduct experiments to determine what emotions the scent emitted by cavemen represents."

Ralph: “Is it important?”

Wang: "It's very important. This is a brand new discovery of the cave dwellers' ecology! It will fill the gap in our magic tower in this area!"

Ralph hesitated for a moment before saying, "Is this... really more important than the life and death of our entire earldom?"

Wang was stunned for a moment before he said, "Oh, yes, sorry. Now is not the time to do research."

He turned to the caveman.

Unexpectedly, this time the caveman took the initiative to speak after hearing the sound of him turning around: "If you want to ask something that has nothing to do with honor, just ask."

Wang looked at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai: "That smell is gone."

The wizard was silent for a few seconds, and decided not to study the smell for the time being. He said to the caveman: "Then let me ask you. How old are you?"

Caveman: "Water drops fell from the tip of the stalagmite five hundred and seventy thousand times."

Wang: “Is this a method of timekeeping?”

Caveman: "What else?"

Wang: "Then let me ask you, is it a recent phenomenon that some cave dwellers cannot eat mushrooms and can only eat moss mixed with sand and gravel to fill their stomachs?"

Caveman: "Of course not. When I was a kid, there were only a few people in the tribe and everyone could eat mushrooms, even the old, weak and sick! At that time, mushrooms didn't need to be rationed. You just had to go to the cave and pick them every day."

Wang: "Now mushrooms can't be picked freely?"

"Of course, the caves where mushrooms grow are now guarded by the strongest guards. The guards can eat as much mushrooms as they want, so they won't steal them! Only strong warriors can eat mushrooms! And there are shamans, and the messengers of the mother of monsters!

"The untouchables can only eat moss! Every time a baby is born, the messenger will check its condition. The weak and useless ones will be classified as untouchables! They can only use their hands to dig the earth and expand the caves! The untouchables eat moss and soil! The noble warriors eat mushrooms!"

Wang glanced at the others, but they could not understand the cavemen's language and could only look back at him in confusion.

The dwarf tried to speak: "Uh, I heard a few words, such as untouchables and warriors. It's so unlucky that some of the words in the language of these evil things have the same etymology as the Dwarven language!"

The king switched back to the common language. "I'm speaking Underworld. It's the common language of the evil creatures that live underground. Maybe your dwarven language is indeed derived from this ancient language."

"I don't admit it!" Flint said immediately, "Pooh! Even you can't slander us!"

The king ignored him and continued to ask the caveman: "When did this change begin?"

"Before the water drops fell from the tip of the stalagmite 270,000 times."

The wizard was shocked: "I didn't ask. Do you know why such a change happened?"

Xiaobai: "There's that smell again, the one you said was the smell of hesitation!"

The king looked at the silent caveman, then at Ralph.

——The cave dwellers’ previous beliefs were mainly based on shamans and spirits, but now it is Lamashtu. Something must have happened in between.

Thinking of this, the wizard said to the cave dweller: "To be more specific, I want to ask, how did the blessing of Lamashtu come to your tribe?"

Xiaobai: "I smell a new smell. This smell is very similar to the first one, but a little stinker!"

Is it true that the happier the caveman is, the worse he smells?

The mage himself couldn't smell the subtle odor emitted by the cavemen, so he had no way of judging.

Troglodyte: "The grace of Lord Lamashtu changed everything! Two hundred and seventy thousand drops of water fell before the chieftain discovered Lamashtu's temple! Since then, the Lord's grace has been great for the tribe's soldiers and untouchables!"

King: "The chief discovered the temple of Lamashtu? And then your population increased?"

Troglodyte: "Lamashtu gave birth to the people of the tribe!"

Wang: “Is this a metaphor or a description of the facts?”

Caveman: "What is a metaphor?"

Wang: "So it is true that the new cavemen, whether warriors or untouchables, all emerged from the temple of Lamashtu, right?"

Caveman: "The Lord created us personally. We are His most proud work. We have occupied the entire underground, and we will surely occupy everything under the sun!"

Xiao Bai loudly announced: "A brand new smell has appeared! This is a smell that is stronger than before! A-choo! A-choo! It's so pungent! I can't stand it!"

With a snap, Xiaobai turned into a hen with a poor sense of smell again.

Xiaobai: "Cuckoo."

Wang withdrew his gaze from Xiaobai and looked at the cave dweller. After a brief thought, he asked, "Where did the Holy Lord create you?"

Caveman: "In the sacred Temple of Fetal Movement, of course!"

When it said this, Wang's nose suddenly felt sour. He couldn't smell the strong smell that Xiaobai said, but his nose felt sour. He couldn't help sneezing, and others also started sneezing.

But the excitement soon ended.

Perhaps the intense emotions within the caveman had subsided.

Trogg: "I found out! The cunning Sunshine People are plotting something! You want to enter the Fetal Movement Temple! You want to steal Lamashtu's holy relics!"

Wang: "So there is a sacred object?"

Caveman: "I won't tell you!"

It seems that although cavemen are intelligent, their intelligence is actually not very high.

Wang snapped his fingers and looked back at everyone: "I think I have figured out the source of the problem. The current intelligence is that the cave dwellers discovered the temple of Lamashtu and found a holy object. This holy object may be very large and cannot be moved casually in a place called the Fetal Movement Temple. The rapid increase in the cave dwellers' population and the shortage of food are inseparable from this holy object."

Elizabeth nodded: "So this holy object was given by the cult behind the scenes, right! Just like what happened with Erwin that time!"