fifth form

The appearances of Turcalando and Ren Anran are indeed somewhat similar.

When Ren Anran painted the noble black eye circles of the Tur people on his face, and put his hair up and put on a golden crown, Zhang Xuezhou almost had the illusion of face blindness.

He looked at the weak Turkalando, and then at Ren Anran in the distance through the gap in the window.

"Does your god Tuer live in the shrine?" Zhang Xuezhou turned around and asked: "I mean, is he a statue made of clay or carved from stone, or a piece of soul jade? In your shrine?"

"It's not carving and soul jade, it's a stone tool wrapped in hundreds of soul jade," Turcalando shook his head.

"Stone tools?"

Stone tools are tools made from rocks, which belong to the production tools used in the early history of human beings.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that this kind of era spanned at least 5000 years if not millions of years, but he then thought that the Thousand Islands Alliance had primitive features more than a hundred years ago, and the history of stone tools may not be as old as he thought.

"I haven't seen the real appearance of the stone tool." Turkalando said, "I just put a piece of soul jade on the stone tool and listened to the voice of God!"

"What did your gods say?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"The voice of the gods is soft, warm, and meaningless, and I also inspired the god's breath ability at that time!"

A sense of fear still remained in Turcalando's heart.

She knew about the tribe's fight for successors and inheritors, and once thought it was a death caused by uncivilization and backwardness, but she never thought that even if she was willing to withdraw voluntarily, she almost died because of it.

Obviously, the number of inheritance of this divine spirit is limited.

No matter how much she respected and worshiped the god Tull before, she was a wanton execution object when she was abandoned.

The opponent didn't even hesitate to strike, like a machine that only knew how to execute instructions.

"Maybe it's chanting a spell!"

Zhang Xuezhou has never seen a spell that stimulates physical abilities, but just because he hasn't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

The emperor can see Ren Anran across space, and it is not inconceivable that there are more weird things in the world.

Zhang Xuezhou made a little guess, and he didn't make any assumptions. He wanted to wait for things to become clearer before looking at the situation.

Turcalando is at risk as the loser, but none of the high-ranking personnel has ever been at risk. Zhang Xuezhou is still relatively at ease about Ren Anran's safety.

And as long as one has the ability to get rid of the influence of Turklando's breath, temporarily obtaining this status may bring a little convenience.

After repeated observations several times, Zhang Xuezhou was sure that it was difficult to find anything, so he entered the room with Turcalando on his arm.

In a short period of time, Turcalando lost a lot of physical energy, and his spirit was also sluggish. Zhang Xuezhou had to brew some convenience food for Turcalando to replenish his physical energy, and let him lie down and rest.

"If you have an X432 repair device here, it should be good for your mental recovery," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"No...no!"

"You don't have this kind of medical service in any of the chiefs' families?"

"We are only a part of the Thousand Islands Alliance, and my mother is only the No. 26 member of parliament. These medical treatments need my mother to apply for. After queuing up, it is our turn to pay for the purchase!"

"Then you can only sleep to recover!"

Zhang Xuezhou helplessly spread his hands.

The Thousand Islands Alliance has a very good level in the technology industry, with many automated and intelligent products, but it is obviously inferior to the Red Alliance in terms of genetic research.

And there is a big gap in high-end medical care.

For the X432 medical services that Zhang Xuezhou has enjoyed many times, Turkalando has not enjoyed them, and even needs to queue up when they are urgently needed.

"By the way, did you really predict that you would go to the Red Alliance to attend the funeral for Professor Ren?"

As if he remembered something, Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.

"That's me...my mother!"

"Your mother?"

Turkalando's low-pitched narration made Zhang Xuezhou understand a lot of things.

Any ability has a corresponding category, even the most wonderful physiognomy in terms of prying and prying is a high versus low, or setting up an altar to spy on those with similar cultivation bases, while prying on those with advanced cultivation bases will most likely lead to fighting skills, etc. future trouble.

Turkalando is inferior to Yisheng both in terms of cultivation base and definition of sequence hierarchy, Zhang Xuezhou doubted this at first.

And putting the matter on the mother of the other party, Zhang Xuezhou has less doubts.

The other party may have really sensed a certain situation, just like Zhang Manqian floated some fragments that may happen in the future.

Perhaps it was breaking time and really peeping into the future, or it was a deduction like Song Buer's time and time again to learn about a certain possibility, or it might be due to other reasons.

This finally allowed Turcalando to go to the funeral in the exact time period.

However, there were obvious omissions in the other party's rehearsal, and Yi Sheng was not completely dead.

And Turklando has fallen into the current situation, which may not have been expected by Turklando.

If he hadn't shattered the imprint of the spell on the side, this event of death is very likely to happen.

Through what he saw and thought, Zhang Xuezhou roughly figured out the true thoughts of the Tur chief.

Obviously, the chief did not want Turkalando to repeat the corresponding fate either due to the change of thought brought about by the changes of the times, or the possible enlightenment and influence that any life might bring.

Or maybe it was revenge for Ren Ansheng, or lack of affection with Ren Ansheng, but he was relieved of Ren Ansheng's teachings, and the other party used Ren Anran to replace Turkalando forcibly.

Everything is in accordance with the rules of the Tur people, making it almost impossible to pick out flaws.

But Turklando missed the reaction of God Tur in this matter, and also missed Zhang Xuezhou's imprint of breaking the spell.

In the shrine, the roar of dissatisfaction sounded again, and then there was Turkolando's horrified scream.

"Break it off, quickly take me out... out of the shrine!"

This kind of voice was extremely sharp, even though his ears were not as sensitive as Zhang Xuezhou's, and he was in a sluggish state, he was still heard by Turkalando through the window.

From high-pitched to sluggish, the duration of the screaming sound is very short.

"My mother has an accident too!"

Turcalando couldn't help being anxious.

It was the first time she heard such a frightened voice from her mother, and Turcalando even thought of the possible similarity after being extracted the breath of the gods just now.

"Help my mother!"

If there is anyone on the scene who can save them, it is undoubtedly Zhang Xuezhou.

Turkalando looked at Zhang Xuezhou for help, which made Zhang Xuezhou shake his head.

"Your home is very well secured. I can't get out of that small window, and I can't break your metal anti-theft door and explosion-proof glass!"

Although the layout of this house is only similar to the Zhang family's villa, compared with the ordinary materials used to build the villa by the Zhang family, the quality of this building is obviously of another level.

This kind of house is used to detain people, but it is used in reverse, and its real function is to prevent external shocks. Many integrated steel structures can even avoid the bombing of shells.

It is undoubtedly impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to get out of this kind of place.

Turklando locked the door, and also locked the help to get out of trouble.

Her voice turned from panic to wailing, and there was the deep roar of the God of Tur, while the elders chanted prayers aloud frantically, ignoring the call for help from the chief of their own tribe.

In just a short moment, the incidents of this tribe happened one after another, even involving a fatal crisis, even Zhang Xuezhou was caught off guard.