After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Is there anything like text?" Wei Wu asked.

"No, they use knots to count." The man shook his head again and pointed to a hemp rope hanging in front of the thatched hut, which had several knots on it.

"Knotting ropes to record events?" Wei Wu's face was filled with even greater surprise. "How could it have degenerated to such an extent?"

"Doesn't that mean the Lingyu Nation no longer exists?" Qian Wuliang suddenly became excited and said, "The basis for the existence of a nation is the existence of civilization. Otherwise, it can only be called a tribe, haha."

This surprising discovery suddenly gave Qian Wuliang the possibility of turning things around.

"Are you trying to make a comeback?" Wei Wu looked at him with a smile.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" Qian Wuliang spread his hands and said, "If I win later, don't cheat."

"Master Wu, once I've spoken, I can't take it back." Wei Wu said with disdain. He jumped off the sedan chair, fished out a pancake from his pocket, and waved to a little boy of about six or seven in the crowd, saying, "Child, come here."

The captured divine soldiers released the savages one after another, and the divine soldier who had captured the little boy even pushed him.

The little boy staggered forward a few steps, his face full of fear, and hesitated to move forward.

Seeing this, Wei Wu walked over, slowly squatted in front of him, and said with a smile: "Are you hungry?"

The little boy looked at the fragrant sesame-covered meat pancake in Wei Wu's hand and swallowed instinctively, but did not nod or shake his head.

"I'm giving it to you." Wei Wu handed over the pancake.

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then took the pancake and began to eat it greedily.

He ate up the pancake as big as a plate in just a few bites, and even licked the sesame seeds and grease on his hands.

Seeing this, Wei Wu took out another cake and said, "Now all you need to do is nod or shake your head to answer a question, and I'll give you this cake too. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The little boy's eyes were once again attracted by the pancake in Wei Wu's hand, but his expression was blank, and he still didn't nod or shake his head.

Wei Wu then expressed his words again in a simpler way, but the little boy still didn't react.

"Hmph, you're wasting your time." Qian Wuliang sneered at this and said, "He doesn't understand what you're saying at all. It's a language barrier, or maybe they don't communicate using sound at all."

"Maybe." Wei Wu shook his head helplessly, stood up, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the pancake to the little boy.

The little boy took it, tore the cake into many small pieces skillfully, and ran back to distribute them to the savages.

Wei Wu jumped onto the sedan chair carried by two corpses, and Shen Yuzhu gave the order for the team to continue its march.

The huge team passed by like a dragon and went straight into the distance.

Wei Wu looked back, and the little boy suddenly pointed to the sky at him, then made a few gestures, and finally put his finger on his mouth, pouting slightly.

Weiwei's eyelids twitched slightly. He didn't understand what the little boy was gesturing, but the last move was clearly a "hush" sound.

Don't talk!

Or, keep silent!

The little boy's movements were small and his gestures were quick, as if he was afraid of something.

Wei Wu instinctively looked up at the sky because the child had pointed it out.

The sky is already dim at this moment and night is about to fall.

"What is he gesturing?" Qian Wuliang also noticed the child's 'little movements' and asked.

Wei Wu glanced at him and said slowly: "It's dark, please shut up!"