1209 Stone Flesh Mushrooms

Lin Mu's desire for more information was met with a warm response from Elder Niji.

"Of course, I'll be happy to. I seldom get to talk to others this much. The children in the tribe are also too distant from me and have their own duties to fulfill. Besides, I don't want to expand their ideas too much or they would just be disappointed at their reality." Elder Niji said, a trace of melancholy in his voice.

Lin Mu could see the benefit in this too. 

'If they knew there was bounty in the world but they were never fated to see it, they would certainly be depressed.' Lin Mu reckoned.

He would have not found it good, and would have even thought it oppressive to keep information like this. But knowing that the Haima Tribe had been trapped here for over a hundred thousand years, perhaps it was better this way.

Even with the conflicts in his heart, Lin Mu knew better not to judge them, as he did not know what they had gone through.