Chapter 777 Stone Tools
Turkalanduo and Ren Anran do have somewhat similar looks.
When Ren Anran put on the black eye circles that represent the nobility of the Tuer people on his face, and then tied up his hair and put on a gold crown, this almost gave Zhang Xuezhou the illusion of face blindness.
He looked at the weak Turcalando, and then looked at Ren Anran in the distance through the gap in the window.
“Does your God Tur live in the temple?” Zhang Xuezhou turned around and asked: “I mean, is he a clay statue, a stone sculpture, or a piece of soul jade? , use this image to stand in your shrine?”
"It's not a carving or soul jade, it's a stone tool wrapped in hundreds of soul jade," Turkarando shook his head.
“Stone tools?”
Stone tools are tools made from rocks and are production tools used in the early stages of human history.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that this era spanned not only millions of years but at least five thousand years, but he then thought that the Thousand Island Alliance had primitive features more than a hundred years ago, and the history of stone tools was probably not like his. As old as I thought.
“I have never seen the true appearance of the stone tool,” Turkarando said: “I just placed a piece of soul jade on the stone tool and listened to the voice of God!”
"What did your god say?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
“The voice made by God is soft, warm, and has no meaning, and I also inspired the divine breath ability at that time!”
Turkalando still has the feeling in his heart A sense of fear.
She knew about the struggle between tribes for successors and inheritors, and once thought that it was death caused by uncivilization and backwardness, but she did not expect that even if she was willing to withdraw voluntarily, she would almost die because of it.
Obviously, the number of inheritance of this kind of divine breath is limited.
No matter how much respect and worship she had for the god Tuul before, she was an object of wanton execution when she was abandoned.
The other party did not even hesitate at all, like a machine that only knew how to execute instructions.
“Maybe he’s chanting a spell!”
Zhang Xuezhou has never seen a spell to stimulate 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. It is not incredible that there are more weird and weird things in the world.
Zhang Xuezhou made a few guesses, but he did not want to define it too hastily. He wanted to wait until things became clearer before looking at the situation.
Turkalanduo is at risk as the losing party, but none of the higher-ups have ever been at risk. Zhang Xuezhou is relatively reassured about Ren Anran's safety.
As long as you have the ability to get rid of the influence of Turcolando's aura, temporarily gaining this status may bring some convenience.
After repeated observations several times, Zhang Xuezhou was sure that it was difficult to find anything, and then he entered the room with Turkalando on his arm.
In a short period of time, Turkalando lost a lot of physical energy and became depressed. Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to brew some convenient food for Turkalando to replenish his physical strength, and then let him lie down and rest for a while. Fan.
"If you have an X432 repair device here, it should be very good for your mental recovery," Zhang Xuezhou said.
“No...no!”
“None of your chief families have this kind of medical service?”
“We are only part of the Thousand Islands Alliance, and My mother is only Councilor No. 26. My mother needs to apply for these medical treatments. After waiting in line, it will be our turn to pay for them!"
"Then you can only sleep to recover!"
Zhang Xuezhou helplessly spread his hands.
The Thousand Islands Alliance has a very good standard in the technology industry and has many automated and intelligent products, but it is obviously inferior to the Red Alliance in terms of genetic research.
There is a big gap in high-end medical care.
For the X432 medical service that Zhang Xuezhou has enjoyed many times, Turkalando has not enjoyed it, and even needs to queue up when it is urgently needed.
“By the way, was it really predicted that you would go to the Red Alliance to attend Professor Ren’s funeral?”
As if remembering something related, Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.
"That's me...my mother!" "Your mother?"
Tulkarando's low voice made Zhang Xuezhou understand a lot of things.
Any ability has a corresponding category. Even the most wonderful physiognomy is to spy on those with higher levels of knowledge, or set up an altar to spy on those with similar cultivation levels, but to spy on those with advanced cultivation levels. There is a high probability that it will lead to troubles such as fighting.
Turcalando was inferior to Ren Sheng in terms of both cultivation level and serial class definition. Zhang Xuezhou had doubted this at first.
Putting the matter on the other party’s mother, Zhang Xuezhou had less doubts.
The other party may have really sensed a certain situation, just like some of Zhang Manqian's flashes of what might happen in the future.
Perhaps it is because one has broken through time and truly glimpsed the future, or it may be that one has learned a certain possibility through repeated deductions like Song Buer's, or it may be due to other reasons.
This ultimately led to Turcalando's death at the precise time.
However, there were obvious omissions in the opponent's preview, and Ren Shengsheng was not completely dead.
Turkalandot has fallen into the current situation, which may not have been expected by Turkalando.
If he hadn't destroyed the spell mark on the side, this would most likely have resulted in death.
Through what he saw and thought, Zhang Xuezhou roughly figured out the true thoughts of the Tu'er chief.
Obviously, the chief did not want Turcalando to repeat the corresponding fate, either due to the changes in his thinking brought about by the changes of the times, or the possible enlightenment and influence that any life may bring.
Or perhaps it was to take revenge on Ren Sheng, or because he lacked affection with Ren Anran, but trusted Ren Sheng's teachings, the other party used Ren Anran to forcefully replace Turcalando.
Everything is done in accordance with the rules of the Tuer people, making it almost impossible to find faults.
But Turcolando failed to calculate God Tur’s reaction in this matter, and also failed to calculate that Zhang Xuezhou had the mark of breaking the spell.
In the temple, the roaring voice with dissatisfaction sounded again, and then came the frightened scream of Turcolando.
"Separate it and take me out of...the temple!"
This sound was extremely sharp. Even though his ears were not as sensitive as Zhang Xuezhou's and he was in a depressed state, he was still heard by Turkalando through the window.
From high to low, the screams lasted only a short time.
“Something happened to my mother too!”
Turkalando couldn’t help but feel anxious.
This was the first time she heard her mother make such a frightened sound, and after what happened just now when the divine aura was extracted, Turcalando even thought of the possible similarities.
"Save my mother!"
If there is anyone at the scene who can save her, it is undoubtedly Zhang Xuezhou.
Turkalando turned his attention to Zhang Xuezhou for help, which made Zhang Xuezhou shake his head.
"The security of your home is very good. I can't get out of that small window, nor can I break through your metal security door and explosion-proof glass!"
Although the layout of this house is It's just similar to the Zhang family's villa, but compared to the ordinary materials used to build the Zhang family's villa, the quality of this kind of building is obviously on another level.
This kind of house is used to imprison people but is used casually in reverse. Its real function is to prevent external impacts. Many integrated steel structure models can even avoid artillery bombardment.
It is undoubtedly impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to get out of this place.
Turcolandot locked the door and also locked the help to get out of trouble.
Her voice turned from panic to wailing, and there was the low roar of the god Tur, while the elders chanted prayers loudly and frantically, paying no attention to the cry for help from the chief of their tribe.
In just a few moments, things happened one after another in this tribe, even involving fatal crises. Even Zhang Xuezhou was caught off guard.
(End of this chapter)