As for the lowest level, naturally, it was the cluster of buildings on the ground.
Most of the houses here were built in a hasty and shabby manner, mostly patched together with branches and large leaves.
If it weren’t for the faint sight of green-skinned humanoid beings—Green Elves—moving back and forth inside, Yun Ruoxi might not have realized that this was a slum.
After seeing the city appear in her field of vision, Yun Ruoxi immediately stopped and dove into the Crown Layer.
If she were to be discovered by the Green Elves right now, things would become very troublesome.
So, she needed a little bit of disguise.
As it happened, Lin Zhen had disguised himself as a Yellow Elf to save that Soil Worm under the hands of a Green Elf.
Then, she would just mimic a Green Elf.
Yun Ruoxi smiled slightly in her heart, casually tossed out the Mimicry Orb, and transformed into a petite but beautiful green-skinned elf, dashing swiftly toward the distant city.
Today was Genbeier’s one hundred and twenty-first day on duty.
He wasn’t particularly fond of this border city, Swamp City, built at the edge of the corroded marsh.
But what could he do? With his humble bloodline and no achievements to his name, if he didn’t come to this city, where he could take part in the hunt for Soil Worms, he would be stuck living in the Trugen Layer all his life, never even experiencing the feeling of sunlight on his face when he woke up.
He didn’t want to spend his life so wretchedly.
So he resolutely joined the Insect Hunter Army, came here, and was assigned as a city guard.
And then, nothing else happened.
Today, the clock was about to turn, making it his one hundred and twenty-second peaceful day here.
“Sigh!”
Genbeier hugged his spear, made of hard wood, a little tighter and sighed deeply from his heart.
If he could, he’d gamble a whole year of his luck with women just for a chance to encounter a Soil Worm.
“Soil Worm, oh Soil Worm, where are you hiding!”
He hummed a tuneless song, lightly prodding the ground with his spear.
As a lowly resident of the Trugen Layer, even on guard duty, he could only stand on the ground.
Tap, tap!
A faint footstep suddenly came from afar.
Genbeier’s Ear of the Elf twitched sharply. He raised his wooden spear, aiming toward the source of the sound.
“Who is it?” He took a step forward, shouting.
Though he’d only undergone simple training, he believed he could handle one or two Soil Worms without issue.
So, was it a Soil Worm—
His thoughts were instantly interrupted when he saw the petite girl step out from the darkness.
Green—her skin was even greener than leaves, so smooth!
Her small frame seemed perfect for roaming the forest!
She was so beautiful!
He had never seen such a lovely girl.
Even the noble girl, Guan Weila, whom he’d accidentally glimpsed during training, wasn’t nearly as green as this one.
This was definitely a noble too—an even higher-ranking one!
Genbeier quickly knelt on one knee, stabbed the spearhead into the ground, and repeatedly apologized.
“Sorry, Miss, I thought you were a Soil Worm.”
As he spoke, his heart was filled with both fear and a glimmer of hope.
He feared that this noble girl before him would punish him, yet also hoped he could become one of her followers.
Ah, if he could be close to her, he wouldn’t mind basking in sunlight every day for the rest of his life.
[No way, even these aliens are this repressed?]
[They want everything—sigh, aliens!]
[Is Lao Xi’s mimicry really this charming?]
[So, if greener skin means more beauty, wouldn’t goblins here all be lolis?]
This petite, green-skinned girl was, of course, Yun Ruoxi.
She cast a subtle glance at the barrage.
After a few seconds, the voice in her ear revealed the thoughts of the one opposite her.
She then pointed at her throat with a smile and gently shook her head.
Can’t speak? Mute?
Genbeier felt regret that such a beautiful girl was mute and softly advised, “Miss, it’s dark, it’s dangerous outside. Please hurry into the city.”
As he spoke, he turned and stepped aside.
Yun Ruoxi smiled and nodded, then strode openly past him.
She stepped into this giant frontier city built by the Green Elves.
The language translation system required enough dialogue text to complete translation of the local language.
So, while Yun Ruoxi was recording the text, she strolled along, taking in the exotic scenery.
However, perhaps her skin was indeed too green, while the residents of the Trugen Layer had skin that was yellow-greenish.
She drew particular attention as she walked through the Trugen Layer.
Almost everywhere she went, someone from the shacks would step out, staring at her with eyes full of longing, fear, and even greed.
Seeing more and more people noticing her, Yun Ruoxi hurriedly slipped into a deserted corner and adjusted her mimicry device to lighten her skin color.
Only then did she continue her stroll.
She wasn’t worried anyone would harm her, only that if she fought back, she might cause too much commotion and attract powerful Green Elves.
After wandering around the Trugen Layer for about an hour, once the language translation system had successfully loaded the Green Elf language, Yun Ruoxi learned many things not mentioned in the general outline.
For Green Elves, the first character of their name indicated their class.
Gen, Gan, Guan—these represented internal social ranks, determined at birth.
But this class could be promoted by earning merit.
For example, if Genbeier could kill ten Soil Worms, he would be promoted to Ganbeier.
And then he could move up to the Trugan Layer.
Because of this, the Green Elves were quite fierce, a stark contrast to their slender bodies.
So earlier, she had been mistaken for a Guan-class Green Elf.
A Green Elf of this level appearing in the Trugen Layer and heading for the shantytown could only mean one thing.
She needed manpower as cannon fodder to fight the Yellow Elves.
Though cannon fodder had a high death rate, for these bottom-dwellers dreaming of changing their lives, it was still a chance worth scrambling for.
Also, although the Green Elves’ technology was almost nonexistent, they possessed powerful plant-based weapons.
For example, the Green Elves’ mode of transportation—the Root Passage.
A kind of rapid channel carved through the root network, allowing them to cross a thousand miles overnight.
Coincidentally, there was one right beneath Swamp City.
Yun Ruoxi thought, if she could make use of this network, she wouldn’t need to waste time and energy traveling.
“The entrance to the Root Passage is in the Trugan Layer. Let’s go take a look!”
There were two ways to reach the Trugan Layer from the Trugen Layer: one was by stairs built inside the giant tree, the other was to climb the outer vines.
But no matter which, both were guarded, and required a Civic Card—something like an ID.
Naturally, Yun Ruoxi didn’t have one.
She tried to bluff her way through with her skin color, but she hadn’t expected the guards here to be especially strict.