I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Just Like Momo! I Miss Her

After that, Nida, the surrounding lizard people, and I devoted ourselves to the somewhat laborious task of reinforcing the lizard village against the impending magic storm.

The village is mostly composed of wooden houses, with a few earthen stone houses. Unlike modern urban areas on Earth, where professional factories fire sturdy red clay into bricks to build houses, there doesn’t seem to be a concept of “bricks” here.

Instead, the houses are made from large stones pieced together. It feels like these lizards use their racial advantage—great strength—to haul huge stones from the forest and use them as walls after minimal processing.

These stones weigh several tons, something humans at this stage couldn’t possibly move. It’s quite impressive that they manage to bring them back and build houses with them. The stone houses are the sturdiest structures in the village.

For example, there’s the large house in the village center, which Nida claims to have designed. It’s built from massive stones transported with large carts.

Originally, it was used for storing important items and food, but now it’s temporarily serving as an “observation post” to monitor and respond to any distress calls from other villages during the magic storm.

Our task mainly involved moving the personal belongings of the surrounding lizard people into this large house and transferring some of the stored food and supplies into the basement to help everyone get through the next two days.

This large house covers about 200 square meters and has five large rooms. We spent a whole day moving everyone’s personal belongings into three of these rooms, leaving enough food behind. The remaining two rooms were for Nida and me to stay in at night.

Then I discovered that many of these lizard people have rather peculiar “personal belongings.”

The most memorable was a large lizard with a red-tipped tail. His house was filled with items resembling “bamboo swords,” neatly arranged in rows. There were handmade bamboo swords with handles, as well as natural, slightly processed long pointed sticks. When we moved them, he specifically asked Nida to place these swords in a separate area, calling them his “lifeline.”

Another lizard seemed to have a similar collecting hobby, but hers was seashells—flat ones, big and small, all neatly packed in a large woven basket. It looked especially beautiful, even stirring the heart of someone like me with a “middle-aged uncle” mindset.

Anyway, after a day spent with them, my impression of these lizard people is that they truly live in this world.

Each lizard person has their own personality and hobbies. Although, like Nida said, they are stubborn and traditional in their thinking, not every lizard person is indifferent to me. They left quite an impression.

Of course, while helping move things, many lizard people questioned whether my thin arms and legs could actually be of help. However, I managed to convince them all with practical actions.

If this were in one of those expert-type online novels, it would probably go something like this—upon seeing Yin Nuo’er from Earth, the lizard people immediately dismiss her with disdain, mocking, “Where did this missy come from? Just you, I could handle ten of!” “Hurry up and go, don’t delay my work!” The more radical lizard people might even directly provoke conflicts, shouting, “If you can knock me down here, I’ll call you daddy!” or “Just because you know a red dragon? Look at you, surely you can’t use magic? Check out what I’ve learned in recent years, Fireball Spell! Hehe, how about that? Can’t do it, huh?”

Then comes the classic “Yin Nuo’er” showcasing her magic prowess to this uncivilized tribe of lizards, leaving them all astonished and gasping in awe, absorbing all the cold air from the atmosphere, warming the climate—a heartwarming reason behind it all.

For a more “thrilling” scenario, perhaps one slightly knowledgeable lizard in magic might challenge her, yelling, ‘Wait here, my cousin in the next village knows more magic than you. If you can last three rounds against him, I’ll acknowledge you as my dad.’

Thus, the armored lizard from the neighboring village rushes over, engaging in a three-chapter battle with the protagonist, boasting, ‘Wait, I’ll fetch my grandpa. My grandpa was a hero who fought against the Demon King’s nephew’s second uncle’s aunt’s friend. You’re definitely not his match.’ Then lizard C and D join the fray.

This back-and-forth expands the story, delighting readers, satisfying authors, maintaining clear thinking, increasing subscriptions, and editors happily recommending it.

But in reality… aside from a few lizards who were genuinely concerned about my ability to handle such tedious work due to my delicate nature, almost no one here showed obvious discrimination or mockery towards me.

In fact, after helping them move their things, some of the younger lizardfolk even specifically brought out toys or snacks from their own “collections” to give to me.

“She said this is a specimen, amber, found in a small cave in the mountains behind Land of Exile, and it’s for you.”

“Sister Diwu, this person said he thinks you’re too thin and hopes you’ll eat more meat. This is their family’s smoked meat.”

Nida, beside me, took on the role of translator, helping me with many small gifts from the lizardfolk.

By night, around ten o’clock, the sky, which had been gloomy all day, finally began to rain. And our work here was almost done.

The ten o’clock here refers to the time on my phone. In reality, the time on this island… I feel it should correspond to what evening looks like on Earth. By conversion, a day in this world should be more than thirty hours?

So, if Xiao Mo spent over six thousand years in this other world, converted to Earth time, that would indeed be tens of thousands of years. If she used that magic to slow down time, saying she spent 9999 years creating my body is entirely possible.

“Ah… finally done.”

Together with my father, after settling the lizardfolk in the basement, Nida returned to the living room of the central house in the village, stretching lazily.

“Sister Diwu, tonight you can rest here.”

“It’s no trouble, I don’t mind.”

I quickly waved my hand, “Everyone has been so hospitable and gave me so many things…”

My room was about seven or eight meters away from Nida’s. Besides the necessary food, water, and a bed for resting, Nida had brought over many strange and curious little toys. Along with the gifts everyone gave me for helping today, my room, which was around forty square meters, was packed full. I didn’t even get a chance to see everything that was in there.

“This is a glowing magic device, supposedly created by an angel named Gabriel. If Sister Diwu is afraid of the dark at night, she can use this, or come over to my side.”

Handing me a round crystal, Nida looked around the room. “I need to thoroughly study the magic device you mentioned this morning… the wind magic propulsion for the cart.”

“Mm, mm, if there’s anything you don’t understand, you can come over and ask me.”

“Okay!”

Watching Nida head towards her room, I turned towards the door on the other side, pushed it open, and sat down on the wooden plank bed inside.

Outside, the sound of the storm blowing through the forest could be heard, sounding like “whoosh, whoosh, whoosh”.

I took out my phone and glanced at the time: 10:45 PM, no signal.

“Huh…,” I muttered.

As I lay down on the soft feather-filled bed, my head touched the pillow and out of habit, I turned over as if to hug someone beside me, only to awkwardly smile as I realized no one was there.

“……”

I… kind of miss her a bit.

“……”

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