"She just passed by Zichuan. Are you sure you want to leave? Why don't you see what she wrote?" Mangmang, who had rarely sat down calmly to watch the "excitement" with Feiju, called out to Feiju who was leaving at this time.

The burning orange bounded away, mumbling to himself, "Oh, I have to ask. This is clearly a reorganized world, and the old docks should be closed. Why is there still a sigh?"

"You're afraid to see her write 'Zichuan.'" Mangmang said firmly.

The orange that had been wrapped in flames had changed. Unlike the skin he had when he was working in the Devil's City - if he hadn't become that height, he wouldn't have been able to reach the table - he had become a miniature man only half a meter tall.

He has an orange hedgehog head and wears childish overalls that always make Mangmang, Daigo and the others laugh at him for not growing up. The overalls are printed with fruit patterns, and only Qihua would praise them for being pretty - the problem is that whoever believes what Fuzhi says is a fool.

But this is the favorite dress of the Yuguo people.

He didn't look back, but lowered his head and said to the vastness behind him: "I already know my world well enough by myself, I don't need to see it."

"I see."

"I'm not afraid."

"Well, you should go to the tavern quickly. They are all there recently."

"..."

"I'm sorry, Feiju...I shouldn't have said that."

"I'm not afraid of seeing her write 'Zichuan', I'm afraid that the fruit she writes about happens to be citrus."

……

Does the world have boundaries?

Yes, not only is there a border, the center of this world is also divided into two halves by two huge lavender waterfalls.

The two waterfalls are a hundred meters apart. Looking down along the waterfall, you will see the same purple sky as above your head. There is nothing between the waterfalls. Is it the universe or the starry sky outside?

This often makes me feel like the world I live in is like a bowl broken in two.

I raised the bowl I had just broken into two semicircles and banged it against the bowl, then said to my friend, "Just like this."

This is not an unfounded guess, because the book says that if you walk in the opposite direction of the waterfall, you will see a towering mountain wall at the end. The mountain wall is curved, but no one has ever been able to climb to the top.

If you walk along the waterfall to both ends, when you reach the end you will see half mountain wall and half sky.

This looks a lot like a bowl.

The friend asked, "Why use a waterfall to separate us? I have always wanted to know the fruits on the other side of the waterfall."

I happen to have my own opinion on this question: "We should be a different species. It looks so cold over there, with thick layers of ice flowing down the waterfall every minute."

"Then I still like the weather here."

"I think so."

It was almost dawn and the party had to end. Not only for us, but also for the Yuguo people who were gathered around to play.

Everyone turned into fruits and jumped away, returning to the soil, the bottom of the water, the trees, or using a string to tie themselves to the branches, and then let themselves be blown into the air by the wind.

This is the Yuguo tribe. When it gets dark, they like to turn into little people and gather together to chat. When it gets light, they find an environment that they find most comfortable to rest in, bask in the sun, and see if they can grow up a little bit.

Those language fruit people who fail to mutate after maturity are our food because they cannot speak.

It sounds a bit cruel, doesn't it, eating those who failed to wake up as food.

But there is a perfect solution to this problem - we never eat the same species as ourselves.

For example, I don’t eat grapefruit.

No one has deliberately issued such a rule, and no one has taught anyone not to eat the same fruit as themselves. It is just natural, and it seems that people are born not to eat their own kind.

This is probably because every member of the Yuguo clan will regularly release magical fruit spores. These spores will float with the wind and fall into a place suitable for growth and will grow the same fruit. In other words, it is their own offspring, or a close or distant relative!

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