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Sherrick was transported to a very primitive African village. The sudden transition from severe cold to midsummer took him a while to catch his breath before he could adapt.

If it weren't for the priestly cursor on his head, his life would probably be in danger if he did this. After all, he was almost fifty years old.

It was a wonderful experience to "ride" the teleportation array for the first time. We traveled from America to Africa in the blink of an eye.

Dad said that this village is one of the primitive villages set up by Wakanda to blind people. The villagers here are actually Wakandans, and the rest depends on his ability.

He was confident, not to mention having a priestly cursor on his head.

His arrival aroused tension among the "natives" here, and many people gathered around.

Sherrick immediately noticed something strange about these people, that is, their bodies were too clean.

Although they were dressed very simply, their coverings were too clean. They didn't look like the kind of people who were making a living on the grasslands. To be more precise, they were semi-savages.

"Who are you, where do you come from, and what do you want to do?"

Three questions in a row, luckily, Sherrick already has their language system, praise Dad

"I am a cleric from Taoyuan Sanctuary. My name is Sherrick Murphy. I come here with sincerity and want to see your King, His Majesty T'Chaka."

These people were surprised by his proficiency in the Wakandan language. A strong man among them said: "Have you received an appointment from our king?"

"No, but I have brought what your king needs. Of course, this can only be said in front of His Majesty the King."

These people were doubtful, and they moved away, as if they were discussing. After a while, the man came back and said, "Some of us are going to ask your Majesty for instructions. Please rest in our village. If your Majesty summons us, we will take you there."

"Thank you very much, sorry for bothering you."

Sherrick smiled. The priestly cursor on his head brought him great convenience and unparalleled persuasion, both in the management of Taoyuan Town and here.

They presented the specialty fruits here, as well as some food. The food was generally simple, but the fruits were very delicious. They seemed to have never seen them in country M. He also asked them in detail how to eat them, and then began to talk with them. They struck up a conversation.

He's very good at this.

When his father learned that their technological level was several levels higher than that of Country M, he gave up his original plan to bring some electronic products as gifts, and then brought some Taoyuan Town specialties: high-energy food. I took Zhenjun No. 1 and Natasha No. 1, which are level 1 and level 2.

After thanking them for their warm hospitality, he gave them Shikuai Zhenjun No. 1 and explained the usage requirements and effects.

"If a normal person eats this piece, he will not be hungry for more than ten days." asked the big black man named Li Erte, who is also the village chief here, also called the chief.

"Yes." Sherrick knew they wouldn't eat, at least not now. To them, he was still a stranger with unknown origins, and it was impossible to eat the food he brought. In the past, Sherrick wouldn't He dares to eat their food, but with the priestly cursor on his head, he has no taboos now. He has tried many poisons, but they are completely ineffective for him. Now the Chinese-owned hodgepodge barbecue stall in the town is his usual place. , there are many strange insects there, and they actually taste great when grilled and eaten with wine.

"How do you know our Wakandan language?"

"This is an ability given to me by the gods. I didn't know it before I came here."

After the food was served, they chatted for a while, mainly because they had been asking about the gods. Sherrick picked some answers that could be answered, and put aside the rest that could not be said. After that, Sherrick was arranged to a quieter place. In the thatched house, Sherrick smiled again when he looked at the thatched house, which was simple but extremely clean with no mosquitoes. They were too unprofessional.

His weapons include spears and long and short swords. These things look like they are standard, each one is the same. This is basically impossible to see in backward tribes, but they just hold it in their hands, maybe. , they no longer care what others think.

Sherrick waited for more than three hours before someone came to him and said that the king agreed to summon him. Then he formed a team of people and asked him to follow him and walked west along a less obvious path. An hour later, they entered a jungle and began climbing.

When they reached the top of the mountain, Little suddenly said to Sherrick, who was panting: "Mr. Murphy, I hope you will not leak the situation here to the outside world."

"Ok."

"Thank you, please come with us."

As they spoke, they walked forward, and then they saw what seemed to be a golden film appearing in front of them. It flashed briefly, and then disappeared again. As it disappeared, there were people.

The people walking in front disappeared behind the film one by one.

"Please, Mr. Murphy, just go forward."

Sherrick took a few steps forward in confusion, and then his eyes suddenly changed. It was as if his father had teleported him. A large area of ​​majestic buildings appeared in front of him.

They were actually on a high cliff. Looking forward, they saw some flying objects slowly flying in the sky in the distance.

There is a huge pyramid-shaped building in the farthest center, where a bright light shines directly into the sky.

"Mr. Murphy, please come this way."

Sherrick didn't care to look anymore and quickly followed the guards to a three-story house on the edge of the cliff. There were many things that looked like weapons in this house facing the intersection where he had just entered. They might be the doormen.

The people who sent him here handed him over to a tall guard here, and then returned along the way.

The guard wore a suit of armor, which was made of a mixture of leather and metal. He also had a half-packed helmet on his head, and he was very strong.

He looked at Sherrick's head curiously for a while and then said: "Please come with me, Mr. Murphy."

Sherrick was brought to a man-made platform that stretched out about ten meters on the edge of the cliff. After a while, an airship with a rumbling sound slowly docked over. A door was opened in the belly compartment, which was very close to the cliff platform. After docking together accurately, the tall and strong guard invited him to board the airship. Inside was a small square table for only five or six people to sit around. The seats were made of soft leather. When Sherrick touched it, he knew that the leather was It's real leather, and it's also crocodile skin. He has this experience.

The spacecraft started slowly. Sherrick heard that the power had not stopped just now. In other words, the ship was hovering by power. When it approached just now, there was a lot of gas turbulence around it. It was estimated that it was a pneumatic airship. .

"What powers your ship?"

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