Chapter 398-Supreme Council
“Cosina, this has nothing to do with you, don’t get involved!”
The Neanderthal leader didn’t want to involve innocent tribesmen, so he rarely spoke more. He said some words, unlike his usual way of speaking in a manner that cherishes words like gold.
The loss of the "criminal" poison has huge implications. The current situation within the clan has become confusing. Who colluded with outsiders (the "Water Bear" organization is highly suspected) and leaked the poison. There is still no clue. Any clues.
Basian took advantage of the short time he had to wake up and made as many arrangements as possible.
"Ah? Yes, yes!"
Kesina looked at the patriarch Basian, her mouth wide open, but the hairs on her back stood up involuntarily.
She was not a participant in the war more than thirty years ago, but a member of the tribe who was born after the war. From the beginning, she enjoyed a peaceful and comfortable life, and even a little affluence. There was not that much at all. Mental preparation for a brutal struggle.
Although she is content with her current life, Kesina, who has learned about the history of the ethnic group, vaguely knows that despite the fact that the Neanderthal family is almost free-range, the patriarch and elders are also just Keep a mascot with a sense of presence, and either nothing will happen or it will be a big deal.
I just heard about the antidote. Could it be that the patriarch has been hit...
She no longer dared to continue imagining that several famous poisons in the clan were quite terrifying, and some even had no antidote. Once poisoned, even with today's medical technology, there was still no cure, except waiting. Nothing can be done except death.
The mobile base vehicle stopped next to the replica of the Supreme Council building, attracting curious looks from many tourists and locals.
"Chen Fei, three wheelchairs, thank you!"
Adrian was worried about leaving liaison officer Rossi and the big black man Apu in the mobile base vehicle, and simply used Aroused the tool man Chen Fei.
Evolving into three wheelchairs is not a big deal at all.
Three wheelchairs appeared on the floor of the carriage just like three-dimensional printing. It was just a chair with two large, two small and four wheels. It had no technical content at all. Even though there were no samples in the "Body Evolution Database", Chen Fei can also evolve with imagination.
After the generation is completed, the single wheelchair item is automatically added to the "Vehicle" item in the "Body Evolution Database".
In addition to absorbing prototypes, there are other ways to add samples needed for re-engraving to the "Body Evolution Database".
“…”
The liaison officer Rossi, who could not even make a sound, was lifted into a wheelchair. He looked like he had severe Alzheimer's disease with crooked eyes and slanted mouth.
Although "Convict" is not immediately fatal, it is a rather strange and vicious poison.
Team 04 pushed three wheelchairs and entered the building of the Supreme Council through the barrier-free passage. Most of the guards who were non-Neanderthals knew Basian, the current patriarch. He was immediately let through with standard Neanderthal etiquette, so he was able to enter without a ticket.
Tickets to visit the Supreme Council are 20 stars for adults and half price for children under 12 years old. Thank you!
There are so many people in the reservation who need to make a living. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the Neanderthal people’s highest authority turning into a money-making tool. The ultimate use of power is not to make money, how shabby!
"Kesina, inform everyone that this place is closed for business and cleared."
Bassian, who has always been the leader of the mascot clan, rarely used his power this time.
He is the sole owner of the nominal property rights of the reservation. Even the Council of Elders, which implements the power of the Supreme Council, is nothing more than an acting executor.
Of course, most of the time, the main job of the elders is still to be responsible for the pretense and cuteness of the elders, and to let tourists from afar understand what the highest authority of the Neanderthal tribe was. What's going on.
“Oh, I know!”
Kesina, who became more and more aware of the seriousness of the situation, immediately ran away and shouted: “Emergency, Patriarch With the order, business will be suspended and the venue will be closed! ”
The workers pretending to be Neanderthal warriors looked at each other, but Kesina was an out-and-out pure-blood Neanderthal, and she was passing the message in the name of the clan leader. It was probably because something important had happened, so they still obeyed and stopped. When tourists enter, and those already inside are invited out of the building of the Supreme Council, some complaints are naturally inevitable.
Because the executioners are not Neanderthals, it is not easy to use racial discrimination or other words to find fault.
The interior of the original main hall is enough to park forty or fifty mobile base vehicles, but here, a maximum of twenty vehicles is enough.
Today’s Supreme Council is more of an exhibition and performance than its original power.
"Basian, what can you do?"
On both sides of the starry sky red flame flag, the voice from the elders' bench echoed in the hall.
All the elders of the twelve dominant tribes were present at the scene. Some of them had even experienced the war more than thirty years ago and were immersed in the half-truth and half-false pretense. Being interrupted suddenly, I naturally felt unhappy.
“I am the patriarch Basian, and someone has violated the clan rules!”
With the help of an electric speaker, the weak voice of the Neanderthal patriarch Basian was amplified enough to make the whole hall Everyone heard.
A sinister old guy said: "The one who violated the clan rules is you, the clan leader, right?"
The solemn and solemn atmosphere and the strange tone made it impossible to tell whether this was a performance or a real verbal expression.
Kesina's face turned pale as she stood at the entrance of the hall. She could tell that this was not an act, but a heated conversation between the Presbyterian Council and the patriarch.
“Someone colluded with outsiders to create the clan’s secret forbidden medicine and spread it. You idiots, don’t you understand what’s going on?”
The angry Basian is completely different from the Neanderthal patriarch that everyone in Team 04 usually sees.
The inventory of "Prisoners" was destroyed thirty years ago, and the formulas were taken away and sealed. Now the pharmacists in the clan only have healing medicines and medicines for treating diseases. The disease is still somewhat unique, but due to the mass extinction of the ecosystem in the prehistoric world, many animals and plants have disappeared. Even if there is no prescription, it will be difficult to recreate it.
The "criminal" who suddenly appeared this time did not know who had found the secretly hidden prescription and properly sealed materials before making it. This was nothing to the Neanderthal clan who were trying to integrate into the Blue Star civilization. A good thing, it may even be the origin of a real disaster.
"Are you kidding me? Basian!"
The sinister voice contained no respect for the Neanderthal patriarch.
“I have been poisoned by the ‘criminal’, Elder Motong, should you give me an explanation.”
Basian glared at the Crow elder.
"'Prisoner'?"
"How is it possible?"
"Is there such a thing?"
"Who did it?"
< br>The seats of the twelve dominant tribes were filled with noise as if they were exploding.
There were not only the elders of the twelve dominant tribes, but also the leaders of some small tribes. They all had nothing to do and came to collect the appearance fee, which was one hundred stars a day, just to support their own performance. The reservation was operated in a corporate manner. There is no big deal with people like them.
Even so, this time a big incident suddenly broke out. Some people took out their mobile phones and began to inquire about the situation and inquire about the news.
Motong, the elder of the Crow tribe, was like a rooster that had its neck strangled. His face turned red and he stammered: "This, this, this is impossible, Bas'an, this has nothing to do with me, It wasn't me, don't talk nonsense, haha, maybe you are deceiving me, you are not poisoned at all."
He has noticed the looks from around him.
Poisoning a clan leader is undoubtedly a serious crime. Even an elder will be executed on the spot based on his autonomy, right?
"The 'prisoner' only has one hour of waking time a day, and I have 15 minutes left. Where is Liexingnan Witch Doctor? Why hasn't she come over yet?"
Basian came to the Supreme Council On the way, he contacted the most outstanding witch doctor in the clan.
The opponent may have the antidote formula for "Prisoner" in his hand. Of course, there is another possibility.
The panic on the face of the Crow elder Mo Tong quickly receded, and he said with a sneer: "Today is not April Fool's Day, please don't make such cheap jokes in this sacred place, it is not funny at all. , our patriarch!”
“Prisoner” is used The poison used to execute the Neanderthal traitors caused the tortured traitors to fall into despair and die step by step. But now the Neanderthal leader has been poisoned, which is equivalent to being labeled a traitor. This is not the same as What difference does it make if the emperor personally raises the flag to create his own rebellion? It is really ironic.
"Nichols, did you find anything?"
Adrian, who deliberately stood behind others, lowered his voice and asked the blond girl next to him in a low voice.
"Then who secretly refined the 'criminal' and secretly handed it over to outsiders? Jian Dong? Tra Ammon? Mabun? Sita..."
Ba Si'an looked around at the people at the elders' table and called out names one by one. There were opposition groups within the clan and even people he trusted. Anyone who was suspected would not be spared.
"Clan leader, I swear by the red flames of the starry sky that I, Ma Boen, will never violate the clan rules and betray Neanderthal!"
The elder of the Qiu tribe, Ma Boen, is a member of the clan of the chief Basian. After he took the lead in taking the oath, others also responded. For a time, almost everyone at the elders' table and the small tribes' seats swore that they were with the tribe. Poisoning the clan leader has nothing to do with it.
Using her mind-reading skills at full power, Nicoles von Sasana stared at the people on the high platform, trying to distinguish whether anyone was lying or absent-minded, and tried her best to capture their subtleties. Expressions and small movements.
Others in Team 04 were secretly on guard to avoid unexpected situations.
After a long while, he finally said: "No, not at all!~"
No one who can become a clan leader is simple.
After Basian made various arrangements on the way, he rushed directly to the Supreme Council to lift the lid, striving to maximize the role of his waking moments. At the same time, he also wanted to cooperate with one of the best experts at the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee who is good at spying on people's hearts. , A-level psychic power user Nicoles von Sasana, to identify whether there is a rebellion among the top leaders of the tribe. Once the second and fifth boys are identified, not to mention the Blue Star Joint Defense Committee, even Basian himself will not let him go.
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(End of this chapter)