Why did it feel like these people were… enjoying it?
Really? No, right?
Anyway, one thing was for certain: No one was forced outside.
Rather than having no choice, they were out here out of their own free will!
None of them could move forward towards the open gates at this time, temporarily forgetting their tiredness and hunger.
They… were just too shocked.
"Hey…" Tot said, seeming to realize something. "What language are they using?"
They all gaped, their brains finally started working.
Terran language?
Their eyes widened at the possibility and they looked all around them in disbelief.
In fact, even if the people who rescued them spoke to them in Xenoan like Cree, it had a peculiarity—was it accent? Who knew—that indicated the person wasn't a native.
Now, seeing them mock and encourage each other in their native tongue while facing mobs—their hearts were filled in awe.
