"Kesina, this has nothing to do with you, don't get involved!"
The Neanderthal leader didn't want to involve innocent tribesmen, so he rarely spoke more, unlike his usual way of speaking in a sparing manner.
The loss of the "criminal" poison has huge implications, and the current situation within the clan has become confusing. There is still no clue as to who colluded with outsiders (the "Water Bear" organization is highly suspected) to leak the poison.
Basian took advantage of the short time he had to wake up and made as many arrangements as possible.
"Ah? Yes, yes!"
Kesina looked at the patriarch Basian, her mouth wide open, but the hairs on her back stood up involuntarily.
She was not a participant in the war more than thirty years ago, but a member of the tribe who was born after the war. From the beginning, she enjoyed a peaceful and comfortable life, and even a little affluence, and did not have the mentality to face cruel struggles at all.
Prepare.
Although she is content with her current life, Kesina, who has learned about the history of the ethnic group, vaguely knows that despite the fact that the Neanderthal family is almost free-range, the patriarchs and elders only retain the auspiciousness of their existence.
Things, either nothing happens, or something happens, it's bound to be a big deal.
I just heard about the antidote. Could it be that the patriarch was hit...
She no longer dared to continue imagining that several famous poisons in the clan were quite terrifying, and some even had no antidote. Once poisoned, even with today's medical technology, there was still no cure, except
There is nothing you can do except wait for death.
The mobile base vehicle stopped next to the replica of the Supreme Council building, attracting curious looks from many tourists and locals.
"Chen Fei, three wheelchairs, thank you!"
Adrian was worried about leaving liaison officer Rossi and the big black man Apu in the mobile base vehicle, and simply summoned Chen Fei, the tool man.
Evolving three wheelchairs is not a big deal at all.
Three wheelchairs appeared on the floor of the carriage just like three-dimensional printing. It was just a chair with two large, two small and four wheels. It had no technical content at all. Even though there were no samples in the "Body Evolution Database", Chen
It can also be evolved by imagination.
After the generation is completed, the single wheelchair item is automatically added to the "Vehicle" item in the "Body Evolution Database".
In addition to absorbing prototypes, there are other ways to add samples needed for re-engraving to the "body evolution database".
"..."
Liaison officer Rossi, who couldn't even make a sound, was lifted into a wheelchair. She looked like she was suffering from severe Alzheimer's disease with crooked eyes and slanted mouth.
Although "Convict" is not immediately fatal, it is a rather strange and vicious poison.
A group of Team 04 pushed three wheelchairs and entered the building of the Supreme Council through the barrier-free passage. Most of the non-Neanderthal guards knew Basian, the current patriarch, and immediately spoke in standard Neandertal terms.
The Dete people were allowed to enter ceremonially, so they were able to enter without a ticket.
Tickets for visiting the Supreme Council are 20 stars for adults and half price for children under 12 years old. Thank you!
There are so many people in the reservation who need to make ends meet. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the Neanderthal people’s highest authority being turned into a money-making tool. The ultimate use of power is to make money, that’s not shabby!
"Kesina, inform everyone that this place is closed and cleared."
Basian, who has always been the leader of the mascot clan, rarely used his power this time.
He is the only nominal owner of the property rights in the reservation, and even the Council of Elders, which implements the power of the Supreme Council, is nothing more than an acting executor.
Of course, most of the time, the main job of the elders is still to show off their cuteness and show off their cuteness to tourists from afar, so as to let tourists from afar understand what the Neanderthals once had as the highest authority.
.
"Oh, I know!"
Kesina, who became more and more aware of the seriousness of the situation, immediately ran away and shouted: "In case of emergency, the patriarch has ordered to stop business, clear the place and close the place!"
The workers pretending to be Neanderthal warriors looked at each other, but Kesina was an out-and-out pure-blood Neanderthal, and she passed the message in the name of the clan leader. It was probably because something important had happened, so they still obeyed and stopped.
When tourists enter the venue, and those already inside are invited out of the building of the Supreme Council, some complaints are naturally inevitable.
Because the people doing the execution are not Neanderthals, it’s not easy to use racial discrimination or other words to find fault.
The interior of the original main hall is enough to park forty or fifty mobile base vehicles, but here, a maximum of twenty vehicles is enough.
Today's Supreme Council is more of an exhibition and performance than its original power.
"Basian, what can you do?"
On both sides of the red flame flag in the starry sky, the voice from the elders' bench echoed in the hall.
All the elders of the twelve dominant tribes were present at the scene. Some of them had even experienced the war more than thirty years ago. They were immersed in the half-truth and half-false performance before when they were suddenly interrupted.
Naturally not very happy.
"I am the leader of the clan, Basian, and someone has violated the clan rules!"
With the help of an electric horn, the weak voice of the Neanderthal leader Basian was amplified enough for everyone in the hall to hear it.
A sinister old guy said: "The one who violated the clan rules is you, the clan leader, right?"
The solemn and solemn atmosphere and strange tone made it impossible to tell whether this was a performance or a real verbal expression.
Kesina's face turned pale as she stood at the entrance of the hall. She could tell that this was not an act, but a heated conversation between the Presbyterian Council and the patriarch.
"Someone colluded with outsiders to make the clan's secret forbidden medicine and spread it. You idiots, don't you understand what's going on?"
The angry Basian is completely different from the Neanderthal patriarch that everyone in Team 04 usually sees.
The inventory of "Prisoners" was destroyed thirty years ago, and the formulas were taken away and sealed. Today, the pharmacists in the clan are limited to healing medicines and medicines. They are still somewhat unique in treating non-incurable diseases.
However, due to the great ecological extinction in the prehistoric world, many animals and plants disappeared. Even if there is no prescription, it is difficult to recreate it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The "criminal" who suddenly appeared this time did not know who found the secretly hidden prescription and properly sealed materials before making it. This is for those who are trying to integrate into Blue Star
For the civilized Neanderthals, this was not a good thing, and it might even be the source of real disaster.
"Are you kidding? Basian!"
There was no respect for the Neanderthal patriarch in his sinister voice.
"I have been poisoned by the 'criminal', Elder Motong, should you give me an explanation?"
Basian glared at the Crow elder.
"'Prisoner'?"
"How can it be?"
"Is there such a thing?"
"Who did it?"
The seats of the twelve dominant tribes were filled with noise as if they were exploding.
There were not only the elders of the twelve dominant tribes, but also the leaders of some small tribes. They all had nothing to do and came to collect the entry fee, which was one hundred stars a day, just to support their own practice. The reservation was operated in accordance with the corporate model.
There is no big deal for people like them.
Even so, this time a big incident suddenly broke out. Some people took out their mobile phones and began to inquire about the situation and inquire about the news.
Motong, the elder of the Crow tribe, was like a cock that had been strangled by the neck. His face turned red and he stammered: "This, this, this is impossible, Bas'an, this has nothing to do with me. It was not my fault. You
Don't talk nonsense, haha, maybe you are deceiving me, you are not poisoned at all."
He had noticed the looks from around him.
Poisoning a clan leader is undoubtedly a serious crime. Even an elder will be executed on the spot based on his autonomy, right?
"The 'criminal' only has one hour of waking time a day, and I have 15 minutes left. Where is Liexing Nan Witch Doctor? Why hasn't she come over yet?"
On his way to the Supreme Council, Basian contacted the most outstanding witch doctor in the clan.
The opponent may have the antidote formula for "Prisoner" in his hand, but of course, there is another possibility.
The panic on the face of the Crow elder Mo Tong quickly receded, and he said with a sneer: "Today is not April Fool's Day, please don't make such vulgar jokes in this sacred place, it is not funny at all, our patriarch!
"
"Executioner" is a poison used to execute Neanderthal traitors, causing the tortured traitors to fall into despair and die step by step. But now the Neanderthal leader has been poisoned by this poison, which is equivalent to being branded.
The label of a traitor is no different from the emperor personally rebelling against him. It is really ironic.
"Nicholas, did you find anything?"
Adrian, who deliberately stood behind others, lowered his voice and asked the blond girl next to him in a low voice.
"Then who secretly refined the 'Prisoner' and secretly handed it over to outsiders? Jiandong? Traammon? Mabon? Sita..."
Basian looked around at the people at the elders' table and called out names one by one. There were opposition groups within the clan and even people he trusted. Anyone who was suspected would not be spared.
"Clan leader, I swear by the red flames of the starry sky that I, Ma Boen, will never violate the clan rules or betray Neanderthal!"
The elder of the Qiu tribe, Ma Boen, is a member of the clan of the tribe leader Basian. After he took the lead in taking the oath to express his position, others also responded. For a time, almost everyone at the elders' table and the small tribes' seats swore that they were with the tribe.
Poisoning the clan leader has nothing to do with it.
With her mind-reading skills fully activated, Nicoles von Sasana stared at the people on the high platform, trying to tell whether anyone was lying or absent-minded, and trying her best to capture their micro-expressions and small movements.
Others in Team 04 were secretly on guard to avoid unexpected situations.
After a long while, he finally said: "No, not at all!~"
No one who can become a clan leader is simple.
After Basian made various arrangements on the way, he rushed directly to the Supreme Council to lift the lid, striving to maximize the role of his waking moments. At the same time, he also wanted to cooperate with one of the best experts in the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee who is good at spying on people's hearts.
, A-level psychic power user Nicoles von Sasanna, to identify whether someone at the top of the group has rebelled.
Once the Second Five are identified, not to mention the Blue Star Joint Defense Committee, even Basian himself will not let him go.
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