Chapter 1986: Human cute (2)

In the face of non-similar, all teenagers are dumbfounded.
From the time they were born to the present, they have never seen other races other than the undead. The understanding of other races is only known from books and grandparents.
It’s now easy for them to see a
only
one, and they don’t know how to deal with it immediately.
"Dragon?"
"You are stupid! Have you seen such a small dragon?"
"That is the elf?"
"As far as I know, the eyes of the elves are green."
"It won't be a dwarf..."
"I don't think so."
"He has legs, certainly not a mermaid."
"Is it... human?"
A group of teenagers discussed a circle, and finally judged that the little guy in front of him is likely to be human!
Black hair, amber eyes, and that soft little body, is this not the appearance of a human child?
How can there be human children in mourning the abyss?
A group of teenagers are puzzled.
They said that the closest to human beings was the resurrection of the undead, which was revived by human bones. Those who resurrected the undead have lost their human habits after becoming undead, and they live according to the laws of the undead.
"He...he is still alive..." A teenager swallowed, and in their consciousness, other races were corpses, waiting to be resurrected.
But this little guy is still alive and kicking, how do they deal with it?
The battlefield is also a headache. In the abyss of mourning, if it is to find a body of other races, it is very easy to do, just find a purebred adult undead to come back to life, but this little guy is still not dead, what should I do? ?
A group of simple teenagers, look at me, I look at you, I can't help myself.
The little guy who was a little cold on their side, glanced at the tent behind the teenagers without a trace, washed his nose, and burst into a screaming cry.
"Oh wow... I am hungry..."
A group of teenagers were shocked again. They were half-size children. They didn’t have any hostility to other races. What's more, the other party was such a cute little guy. When they heard such a cute little guy crying and crying, The teenagers acted immediately.
"Xerox! He said that he was hungry, give him food!" Warfield immediately turned his head.
"I have freshly baked meat on my side! I will take it!"
"I have a few fruits here..."
"I have dry food..."
"Do you want water? I have water here."
For a time, all the teenagers were busy, and they moved all the food they could eat to the little one.
A small food mountain, just standing in front of the little guy.
"That, can humans eat our things?" Xerox looked at the battlefield with some anxiety. The human beings and the undead are completely different in nature. What if you eat a bad stomach?
They can't find a doctor who can heal humans. The undead does not need a doctor.
"Should... okay." The battlefield is not sure.
Just when they hesitated to feed the little ones, the little guy staring at a bunch of food gleamed, and remembered to squat, sitting directly on the edge of the hill, using both hands, opening the bow, a hand Put a piece of food into your little mouth.
The small face with tear marks has been replaced by the satisfaction of eating, and the bubbling of happiness.