Extraordinary Mechanical City

It was almost evening after the original craniotomy.

After talking for more than an hour, when Ren walked out of the bamboo building where the Great Witch was offering Mafa, it was already dark.

But as soon as he reached the top of the bamboo building stairs, he was taken aback.

There was a black head in front of him, and the barbarians stared at him with big eyes. Mori's brown complexion melted into the darkness, but their white eyes shone like a light bulb.

With a grin again, he brushed bright white teeth.

"What's the situation?"

Before someone in Lei woke up from the awkward state, he watched the campfire suddenly lit up not far away, and then the barbarian warriors in front of them knelt on one knee and hammered their chests with their right hands. "Coleman The warriors of the tribe extend their sincerest greetings to friends from afar..."

"friend!"

"friend!"

"friend!"

"..."

Someone opened their heads, and then it was like a wave, and thousands of people cheered.

These guys were full of anger and loud voices, shouting like the movement of a flash flood, and the shaking made the bamboo buildings tremble, which was particularly shocking in this night.

"Thank you for saving the High Priest of Hela. Your kindness and generosity have gained the friendship of our Colemans!"

"You are our eternal friend of the'Fengshan Tribe' and also our eternal friend of the Coleman tribe!"

"..."

Especially the group of soldiers from the Fengshan Tribe who had sent the High Priest Hela to heal their wounds before, all blushed, as if to show their sincerity with excitement.

Ren knew that this was the highest etiquette of the Coleman fighters.

But he was still an enemy during the day, and he would kneel down this evening. He was still a bit uncomfortable, and said quickly: "Um... you are welcome. I am a doctor, this is what I should do."

In fact, Rehn didn't know why these Colemans reacted so greatly, but in fact this is also the simplest aspect of the tribe.

The last time Renn saved Udor, no one witnessed it, and this favor was not too great. And in a way, it was also an exchange of interests... even, strictly speaking, Renn was actually an accomplice of the master's arrest of her.

But this time it was completely different. He was in front of the great witch priest Marfa, relying on his own medical skills to save a veteran high priest of the Coleman tribe who should have died.

There are totally two concepts.

In this primitive tribal culture, the priest is the witch doctor of the entire tribe, the potionist, the teacher, and the man who gives the warriors everything.

The high priest has a very high status in the tribe, and his life is higher than his parents, the chief, and even the warriors themselves.

Therefore, when people learned that Rennes had saved the High Priest of Hela, everyone's hatred was turned into gratitude and expressed in words and actions.

......

At this time, the High Priest Hela, who was the rescued, also walked over and said sincerely towards Renn, "Doctor Renn, thank you for your emotional action, you saved my life."

Rehn was really flattered. He quickly helped the high priest who was slightly taller than him even if he fell on one knee: "It is a doctor's bounden duty to save people. Besides, Master Witch has already given me the best gift... Don’t be too polite, everyone."

The high priest Hela stood up, and at this time, Udo also came over.

She knows Rennes best, and there is no restriction, and said: "In order to welcome our Coleman friends, there should have been a grand celebration dinner. But because of the war ahead, we only made a small one today. Small bonfire dinner...Let's go and feel the enthusiasm of our Coleman warriors."

"The enthusiasm of the soldiers?"

Ren's face twitched slightly. It is estimated that he had read too much bad information in his previous life. The first reaction in his mind was that a bunch of muscular men surrounded him hehe...enthusiastically.

He didn't know that the Coleman tribe was called a warrior regardless of gender...

......

Bonfire, barbecue, pile of fruits, passionate war dance...

Renn also did not expect that when they came at noon, they were still "captives" in cages, and now they became guests who were treated warmly.

And he, the client, probably still knows the ins and outs of the matter, and the "captives" of Bazel who are in a state of being stunned throughout the process are really unexpected.

On this day, the legend's mood was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

In the evening, Bazel watched a group of barbarians menacingly approach the wooden cage, and then opened his cage, but he didn't shock the legend.

The inmates on the side had already popularized science, and there was only one result of opening the cage, and that was slaughtering the "sacrifice to the gods."

Although Bazel knew his ending a long time ago, he was also angry: even if it is a "sacrifice to the gods", he has to arrange them first, right? !

The few who came before have not yet had his turn, so why is it suddenly his turn?

As a result, when the legend was about to struggle with [Forbidden Magic Lock] for the last time, he found that the barbarians were surprisingly polite after opening the cage.

Huh... not "sacrifice to the gods"?

Although the language was unsuccessful, Bazel also understood that the barbarians did not intend to take him to "sacrifice to the gods" at all, but released him and unlocked the [Forbidden Magic Lock].

Not only him, but also Carl and Tuster.

Then, Bazel was brought here by a group of barbarians to offer delicious food...

The legend also guessed that their treatment would change so drastically, I am afraid that Rennes, who was raised in prison before, did something extraordinary.

Now that he finally saw the Rennes, Bazel was groaned with doubts, and there was no one to ask, so I won't let it go.

He asked eagerly: "Kid Rennes, what the **** are you doing, how come these barbarians suddenly make us delicious and delicious?"

Decapitation is not like that. After all, Sam and the others in the cage next door had never heard of meat.

Rehn explained: "I saved a wounded high priest, and then they treated us as friends."

"what?"

Bazel was a little unbelievable, "You kid still has this ability? The man who couldn't be saved by the great witch sacrifice, did you save it?"

Ryan was pretty good in his eyes, but he was not so powerful that he could solve the problems that "Legend" couldn't solve.

"I gave them a very tricky craniotomy. As you know, their witch doctors are supernatural and can't cope with too precise operations..."

Ryan shrugged and explained briefly, without wanting to say more.

But at this time, he looked around, did not see the two grandparents, and said curiously: "By the way, how about them?"

Bazel spread his hands and said, "I don't know, when they came out before, they were carried away by a few guys who looked like savage doctors..."

And by coincidence, at this moment,

Father Tuster and Karl were also surrounded by a group of barbarians.

Surprisingly, the old man sat on a chair!

This Renn shocked Renn.

He couldn't understand the old man's physical condition better.

The old man's muscles have shrunk, and it stands to reason that he can't sit up!

Now he is sitting in a chair...

The only explanation is that the "mandolin flesh palsy toxin" in his body has been completely resolved!

Rehn looked at the old man's complexion like never before, and said hello: "Carl, Grandpa Tuster!"

When Carl saw Renn, he ran over excitedly, chattering like a magpie: "Brother Renn, look at it... look at it! They cured my grandpa’s poison, and grandpa can sit up. He moved his finger just now!"

After 30 years of high paralysis, the nerves have long forgotten the sense of body existence. Although the toxins have been cleaned up, it still needs a long rehabilitation process.

However, being able to sit up is a good start.

"Boy Rain, thank you..."

Tuster was also full of complicated eyes, with a happy smile from the heart on his face.

With a ridiculous smile, there are some old tears.

He seemed to be telling others, and he also seemed to say to himself: "Neither did I expect that there will be a day when I can feel the presence of the body in this life..."

A person with half of his feet in the coffin has long been indifferent to life and death.

Even if he was caught by this barbarian tribe, he didn't feel much frustration. To die here is no different from dying elsewhere.

But suddenly today, his toxin, which was determined by the top doctors in the medical field to be irremovable, was actually cured!

Thirty years...

He has never felt as comfortable as he is today, like an old goshawk with plucked hair and beak. At this moment, he has received a "new life" physically and mentally.

Tuster is suddenly full of expectations for his future life. As long as he does not die, the countless super-complex mechanical designs in his mind that have not yet been realized will finally have a chance to live...

God of steam bless...

Oh no!

It is not just the blessing of the **** of steam, he knows that all this is the result of the hard work of the young man in front of Rennes.

That old friend of my own really accepted a good disciple.

Rehn saw that everyone was fine, and smiled happily, "Haha, Grandpa Tuster, you have to recover. When you are done, I'm still waiting for you to help me design the mechanical city."

Not just the body, to survive

Tuster's eyes were wet, and he readily agreed: "Okay...what kind of mechanical city do you want?"

Ren said casually: "Can those who can fly?"

Tuster also solemnly said: "Okay!"

At this time, Ren turned his face to Uduo who was aside, he knew that all this was the credit of these kind and simple Colemans.

He said sincerely in Coleman: "Thank you, High Priest Udor, and thank you witch doctors of your tribe."

A smile appeared on Uduo’s face for the first time, saying: “This is what you deserve for saving the priest Hela. We, the Coleman, know the rewards of Entu. For the enemy, we have spears and bows. ; For friends, we have wine and barbecue..."

The bonfire shone red on the young high priest's face.

For the first time, Renne felt that this barbarian chick was finally a bit like a "chick".

.......

Coleman's men and women danced around the campfire with enthusiasm.

Hey~hey~hey!

Muffled shouts sounded rhythmically, and people stepped on the drums and danced wild war dances like beasts.

Ren was also pulled by Udo and jumped around the fire in the crowd. The atmosphere was infected, laughing and jumping.

If there were no wars, how happy this group of people who have nothing to do with the world would be.

Jumping and jumping, tired.

Sit down and eat some barbecue that you don't know what Warcraft is, drink some fruit wine with low alcohol content, and eat a few mouthfuls of delicious fruits.

Seeing this group of simple Colemans called "barbarians", Rennes suddenly flashed a touch of complexity.

Suddenly, he asked Uduo next to him, "Well... Master Wu Ji asked me a lot of questions before. But I never dared to ask him..."

The surroundings were very noisy, and Uduo didn't hear clearly, so he put his face close, "What's wrong?"

Ryan rode on the wine and asked, "Have you ever thought about migrating ethnic groups?"

He knows very well that no matter how strong the individual combat strength of the Coleman tribe fighters is, they will always have an indelible disadvantage in a large-scale war. What's more, there are still several times the number of people crushing advantage. This war, in fact, has been doomed from the beginning.

Hearing this, Uduo didn't answer immediately, her eyes were shining with a blazing campfire.

"We Coleman people have lived in this jungle for generations. This is our home. We are familiar with the plants and trees in the jungle. Where can we move? Besides, our duty is to guard the temple. As long as there is one If the Coleman warrior is still alive, we will never let the enemy trample on the dignity of the temple..."

"..."

When Ren heard this, he didn't say anything.

In fact, as early as when he asked the question, he guessed that it was the result.

The more honest the person, the stronger the faith in his heart.

The Coleman clan had already prepared the enemy to fight to the end.

......

Dull topics are not suitable for more talk on occasions of celebration,

Rennes and the hunters have been mixing for a long time, and they have gradually acquired a mentality of enjoying the moment.

The Coleman soldiers were very enthusiastic, and one by one they came to toast with their head-sized wine barrels.

The fruit wine is very smooth and has plenty of stamina.

I have to say that the barbecue is really delicious.

I don't know what the meat of Warcraft is, the golden oil is oily, and the meat is fragrant in the mouth.

The fruits are also delicious and colorful.

As soon as I ate this, I opened my stomach to eat.

But suddenly, Renne felt a strange reaction in his body, "Hey... I seem to be poisoned by eating fruit..."

As a professional doctor, he is very clear that these reactions are not normal.

"This is the best fruit in the jungle. We will only enjoy it during the grand festival. How can it be poisonous?"

Uduo blinked and said in surprise.

Suddenly she remembered something, and slightly despised: "Oh, I almost forgot! Your body is too weak to bear..."

Ren: "Huh? Do you want to detoxify... I don't feel good..."

"It's okay~www.ltnovel.com~ The men in the tribe love this kind of fruit, I thought you liked it too..."

"What the **** is this?"

"Don't you see its shape?"

"Moon fruit?"

"Like pulling a fruit."

"..."

.......

The spirit of the wine is up, the sky is spinning.

Before falling asleep, Renn did not forget to set up a program for Zhi Brain.

[Wisdom brain, set dreams to practice "Healing by God"...]