Super Zoo

The language used by the old man in the room was actually Chinese. Although the accent was weird and the pronunciation of many words was not standard, Su Ming could barely understand it.

After opening the door curtain and before entering the room, a wave of heat hit his face, and Su Ming couldn't help but frown.

On a hot day, this small wooden house was already very stuffy, but at this time, a bonfire was lit on the ground in the middle of the wooden house, roasting the entire wooden house like a big steamer.

An old man in white clothes with a face full of faces was sitting by the campfire. Without realizing it, he stretched out his skinny hand and waved at Su Ming.

Su Ming walked into the room bravely, and Lyudmila also followed in with a frown.

"Two friends from the East, I am Melik Ala'yi of the Lur people. You can also call me the patriarch and high priest. Welcome to the hometown of the Lur people. Young Easterners, don't be too surprised. People live too long, and they have enough time to learn various languages. I have been yearning for the mysterious East since I was young. When I was thirty-five years old, I even visited your capital. The taste of fried noodles, It is still unforgettable to me." The old man nodded slightly and motioned for the two of them to sit down opposite the fire.

Su Ming was already sweating on his forehead as soon as he walked in. Hearing the old man talk about fried noodles, he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his shirt, and took off the kettle that was always hanging on his waist. , sat down at the farthest place from the fire, shirtless, and asked with a grin on his face: "Priest Alayi, let's get straight to the point. What on earth do you want me to do here?"

"Let's get straight to the point..." Alayi probably didn't understand the meaning of this idiom, but he understood the next sentence and said: "The Luhr people are walking at the fork of destiny. We need guidance from the gods. According to Basel Said, you are probably the apostle of Vulcan."

Hearing this, Lyudmila pursed her lips in disdain, with a look on her face that looked like a magician.

Su Ming did not deny it directly, but carefully asked tentatively: "Old man Alayi, I want to know, what would happen if I was not the apostle you call me?"

"Whether you are an apostle or not is not decided by you, but by God's will!" Alayi said with a smile.

Su Ming just wanted to slap him with big-eared melon seeds! According to what he said, it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not. If their god says he is, then he is. If their god says he is not, then he is not.

The problem is, God can’t speak, and it’s not up to him, the high priest, to decide!

In this case, Su Ming was willing to risk everything. He did not want to follow the ideas of these religious fanatics. If he followed their ideas, he would definitely be very passive. Now he has no idea what the other party is thinking. The only thing Su Ming can be sure of is that he must follow his own ideas and let the other party follow his own thoughts.

One is active and the other is passive, the two have absolutely different meanings.

The apostle of God is not so easy to fake. If he admits it rashly, the other party may be polite to him at first, but if he is exposed, he will be in big trouble.

On the contrary, if you are unwilling to admit it smoothly, it is at most because the other party has found the wrong person, and the two parties will not form irresolvable hatred. And since the other party has found him, he has already preconceived the idea that he is an apostle. Even if he does not admit it, the other party may not believe it in a short time. In this way, he can delay time and wait for rescue.

Thinking of this, Su Ming said directly: "I made it very clear to Basel on the plane. I am just an Eastern businessman. I am not yet twenty-five years old. I am not the apostle you call me." Before Alayi could speak, To retort, he touched a handful of sweat beads on his head, shook his hand, and shook the water stains all over the ground, saying: "If I am the apostle of the God of Fire, why am I so afraid of heat?"

Lyudmila nodded along. She was also extremely hot, and she was sweating more than Su Ming, dripping down her camouflage uniform like water. If the apostle of Vulcan is so afraid of heat, how can he be good friends with Vulcan?

"Oh? But I heard from Basel that you are not afraid of fire!" Alayi said.

"Listen to his nonsense. You know better than me who Basel is. That guy dares to burn himself. He obviously has something wrong with his brain." Su Ming said as he put his hand close to the fire, still far away from the flames. When he was only ten centimeters away, he retracted his hand due to the burn, "Look, I'm also afraid of getting burned."

Ayila stared at Su Ming for a few seconds, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Can you sit here? I want to see you up close." Ayila pointed to a position opposite him and closer to him.

Su Ming looked puzzled. Could this old man be interested in me? What kind of weird taste is this? There is such a beautiful girl like Lyudmila, but he doesn’t even look at it. He insists on seeing me as a man? Is it because you are too old?

After glancing at Lyudmila, Lyudmila nodded slightly, indicating that at this distance, she could guarantee Su Ming's safety.

Su Ming then sat on the seat designated by Ala Yi. There was a small cushion there. It was made of who knows what material and it was soft to sit on.

"Look, how do I look like an apostle of the God of Fire? Old man, I think it's better for you to let both of us go. One of us is Russian and the other is Chinese. We are both well-known people in China. You don't need to offend the two big countries in the East at the same time for an illusory reason. We Chinese have good tempers, and their old President Putin is not a good person. When the time comes, send a few formations of bombers to flatten this small village in minutes. Then there will be no need for God to guide you on the road, right..."

When Su Ming was talking, Ayila kept looking at him with cloudy eyes, and nodded frequently from time to time, as if she was seriously considering Su Ming's words.

But as he was talking, Su Ming felt something was wrong.

It was getting hotter and hotter under his butt!

He just noticed this and was about to stand up. The "mat" under his butt suddenly caught fire, like a volcanic eruption, and the flames suddenly jumped up high!

A ball of blazing fire instantly wrapped Su Ming in it!

"Damn it!" Lyudmila roared. She would never have thought that Alayi had set a 'trap' for Su Ming to sit here. The cushion was a flammable material that would spontaneously combust!

She subconsciously slapped the flames on Su Ming's body, but as soon as her hand touched the fire, she shrank back because of the burn.

"I'll kill you!" Lyudmila was furious and pounced on Alayi like a mother bear.

Hearing the movement in the room, Emil and another soldier who were guarding the door immediately rushed into the wooden house, with the black muzzle of the gun against the back of Lyudmila's head, and roared: "Stop!"

Lyudmila's hand had already pressed down Alayi's head. As long as she exerted force, she could break his neck.

But with two guns pointing at her, she could only let go of her hand in hatred.

"Damn Luer people, this is an unreasonable murder!" Lyudmila roared angrily.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Alayi sat up again, coughing violently, but he didn't even look at Lyudmila, staring at the flame.

The room was almost half-closed, without windows. The bonfire in the room consumed most of the oxygen, and Su Ming was only wearing shorts, with nothing to burn, so the flames rose quickly and went out quickly.

It took only three or four seconds for the flames to burn out.

After the flames disappeared, Su Ming was sitting there in astonishment, stunned.

His whole body was burned naked again.

————Division————

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