The witch thought I am a Demon God-Chapter 584 - 332: Corpse Dragon Devil Tuber! Research Institute of the Ancient Civilization! (Two-in-One Super - ) _2

Chapter 584: Chapter 332: Corpse Dragon Devil Tuber! Research Institute of the Ancient Civilization! (Two-in-One Super Chapter) _2

He sensed that the marsh people were still hiding many secrets.

The Barbaric Bone Tribe Leader said, "Because during the Swamp God’s Blessing, male infants’ mortality rate is far higher than that of female infants, women believe that our male breaths are more polluted, and that our entrance into the main tree house would pose a threat to the infants’ health."

Ivita raised her eyebrows. Was this not just superstition?

Indeed.

The more primitive the place, the more superficial their understanding of nature and the world. They could only observe surface-level patterns, and then make primitive inferences.

The conclusions reached in this way were often irrational.

A voice appeared next to Ivita and the Barbaric Bone Tribe Leader. "Nonsense! How many times have I told you, there’s no such thing as the Swamp God, nor is there any fact about men having muddier vital energy. It’s because a unique substance secreted by males reacts with Swamp Red Flower. This reaction causes the implanted male bodies to undergo a significant physical enhancement."

"So, the physical strength of men who have undergone the Longevity Surgery is no longer within standard human fitness parameters, it even surpasses that of the Longhair Tribe’s women. But the price is that during this process, male infants with insufficient physiques will die."

Ivita turned her head. An old lady with all-over red hair, already tinged with gray, was hopping towards them. The old lady was even greedily inhaling the white smoke sprayed from a rough, homemade tobacco pipe in her hand.

Upon seeing the old lady, the Barbaric Bone Tribe Leader spoke in a tone both afraid and respectful, "Wind Bone Granny, why did you leave the tree house? What if you encounter those damn Lizardmen?"

"Humph." Wind Bone Old Lady raised her brows, took out the tobacco pipe from her mouth, and blew a smoke ring at the tribe leader’s face. "Am I afraid of Lizardmen? Even Dragon-Veined Lizardmen wouldn’t scare me."

"People like me, already halfway in the grave do not fear brutes and savages."

Ivita raised her eyebrows on the side. This old primitive person seemed to presume she wasn’t a savage.

Well ...

As if sensing Ivita’s thoughts, Wind Bone Old Lady glared at her. "Great Lord of Marshland, like you, I hail from a civilized world. I am the only successful product of the Longevity Surgery, conducted sixty years ago under the lead of the Duke of Cross Island."

"In order to facilitate the continuity of our lineage, I didn’t overtly interfere with the development of the Longhair Tribe. As time passed, they’d forgotten their roots and the manners of our civilized world, instead creating a distinct social ecology of their own. Although, I think this is a good thing. After all, one must learn to forget the past. Anyone stuck in a particular moment in time is pitiful, as time will leave them behind while everyone else moves forward."

Wind Bone Old Lady told Ivita, "A few lords have come to Marshland in the past. But we’ll never accept a bunch of pirates as our rulers. You, however, were recommended by Lady Joanna. As long as you’re not a pirate, our Longhair Tribe will serve you faithfully."

Ivita frowned.

This old woman was testing her, a tough character to deal with.

Still, she was quite curious about the Longevity Operation.

Ivita said, "I’m not a pirate. I’m from the mainland."

Wind Bone Old Lady displayed a satisfied expression. "I believe you, Lord, because your skin is so fair. Not even those sunburnt pirates could compare. Even if you claimed to be a pirate, this old woman would never believe it."

Wind Bone Old Lady asked casually, "Lord, would you mind if I asked you a few questions? Your answers will determine how much I tell you."

"I want to ask you a key question: If you’re not a pirate, why did you come to Cross Island?"

Caught off guard, Ivita blurted out her response. "No one can refuse to return what they owe me. By some coincidence, I was given the rights to several territories on Cross Island, which have all been occupied by pirates. Therefore, I had no choice but to come here and personally reclaim these territories from the pirates."

"Hee hee hee...Robbing pirates? The youth of today sure are interesting." Wind Bone Old Lady winked at Ivita. "Looking at your posture now, I know you succeeded. Well done, an eye for an eye, HAHAHA..."

"You’re just my type, young man." Wind Bone Old Lady pleasingly took a puff from her pipe. "I believe you must be puzzled with this peculiar marsh, just like when the Duke and I first entered the marsh sixty years ago. Come with me. I’ll take you to meet the Duke. Everything will be clear then."

"Beneath this marsh, there are several very important things, that don’t help us much..."

"But to someone as eager to expand his territory as yourself, it’s different."

Ivita looked at Wind Bone Old Lady in confusion. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

She hadn’t revealed her goals...

With her back towards Ivita, Wind Bone Old Lady spoke, "I am an old woman who has lived for over a century. Although I am not a professional, time has bestowed me wisdom. A person so impatient to usurp even the notorious Marshland must have an urgent reason to expand their territory, right?"

"But despite your impatience..."

"It doesn’t change the fact that you’re a good person."