"Oh! Thank you for your reminder! Since that's the case..."

Adrian immediately turned his head and changed his face to his most sincere smile: "Hey, nigger! The gorilla with low IQ, I have a big banana of amazing size. Are you interested in trying it?"

As if infected by the smile on Adrian's face and the kind tone in his tone, a smile also appeared on the wildebeest's face.

Then.

The wildebeest leaned back slightly and suddenly smashed a header forward.

Bang!

After the loud crash, Adrian fell back to the haystack. He gasped for a long time before he recovered: "*! You damn old liar, every syllable is full of lies!"

"No, I didn't lie to you. Like the porcupine that had accompanied you two days ago, the wildebeest really doesn't understand what you said, but..." The wizard spread his hands, "I've told him that as long as you open your mouth, it's definitely not a good thing."

"You reminded me so timely!" Adrian struggled to sit up: "Now, Mr. Wizard, can you, the bodyguard who is absolutely unbuyed?"

The old wizard made a gesture, and the wildebeest slowly squatted down and unbuttoned the rattan on Adrian's body.

After the bondage was untied, Mr. Adrian breathed a few heavy breaths, and then quickly moved his numb hands, feet and body. From his skillful movements and the rattan marks left on his exposed skin, it seemed that the gentleman had been deprived of his freedom and had already had some time.

"Please, Mr. Adrian."

After waiting quietly for about a minute, the wizard made a call to the stone where the laptop was placed: "Time is precious."

"Yes! Time is precious! Time is too precious!"

Andrian rubbed his wrists, his eyes were red and his head was heavy. When he walked towards his laptop, his steps were staggering: "Okay, Mr. Wizard! I haven't had a good sleep for three days and three nights! Just an hour ago, I was still watching videos with you! Help you find information! Translate the steps to move a honeycomb! Hey, I said, Mr. Wizard, have you heard of sudden death? Why are you not tired at all?"

"God favors me, and God has given me strength." The wizard replied calmly.

It's very magical. There is no way to see the wizard's face at all.

"Why don't your God take care of me?" Adrian asked in a tone of doubt that he obviously pretended to be: "After all, I am helping you spread His glory now, aren't I?"

"No, God has favored you, and God has sent you to our tribe at the most appropriate time."

"Ahhh! Blessing!"

Adrian's weak voice suddenly became loud: "Thank you so much for this favor! Thank you so much for God! Thank you for letting me come to your place where birds don't poop! Thank you for letting me find you, a liar, as a tour guide! Thank you for letting me meet you, a group of damn kidnappers!"

"And! Dear Mr. Wizard, you seem to mention the tribe! If I remember correctly, your uncle, the respected Mr. Chief, seems to have fired you from the tribe?"

"Child, I just don't want the tribe to split, I'm here myself."

"That's exile? Oh, what a great moral integrity!" Adrian sang in an aria tone: "In order to maintain the peace of the tribe, the great hero and the wise wizard left his homeland where he gave birth to him, and exiled himself to this poorest land, and silently looked after dozens of the stupidest orangutans in this forgotten corner..."

"Children, this is the land of the tribe, and they are the children of the tribe."

"Ah, that's it, you still remember it!"

Speaking of this, Adrian looked aloof and his tone returned to his seriousness: "Mr. Wizard, three days ago, you told me that your uncle chief doesn't like remarks related to modern technology, and he is even more unhappy to hear any gods and ancestors... And now, you have done both of them and have done so much. If Mr. Chief knows, maybe you can be seen as safe and sound for the sake of relatives. What should I do? Please, let me go! I don't want to become a missing person at all!"

"Child, you won't have any trouble. In addition, what I do is not overdoing."

"Please, man! I was born at night, but not last night!" Adrian's face was full of the expression of seeing through the wizard's thoughts: "Are you not doing too much? Gods! Faith! Brainwashing! Boil water! Move the hive! See the real benefits for the tribesmen step by step! Do you still need to guess what is next? What will the chief do? Sitting in a tent, waiting for you to go over and grab authority?"

"Child..." The wizard did not deny what Adrian said, but slowly shook his head: "You are wrong. It's not that I want authority, but that God gave authority to me."

"Is there any difference for Mr. Chief? Would he do nothing? By the way, maybe Mr. Chief can do nothing, for example, when the robbers - called Jackals - come here, just don't care about you anymore!"

Speaking of this, Adrian's voice became more and more anxious: "Please, man, it is the 21st century now. Even if you are going well, in this corner, you can really knock down the royal power with the divine power? Yes! You may be able to make the uncle who wishes that he will not enter the tribe and pass on the position of the chief for generations to pass on forever, but can you bring the tribe into modern society alone? Do you have a gun? Do you have an euro?"

"Mr. Wizard..." Adrian advised earnestly: "Let me go and let me go back! As long as I return to France, I promise to help you contact the Food Organization of the United Nations immediately! Humanitarian Organization! Medical Education Organization, how about it? Just make a deal!"

"No need, the experience of our ancestors has told us that help from outsiders has never been reliable, and it is often full of dangers..."

When talking about these lessons containing blood and tears, the wizard's expression was quite calm: "What's more, now we have God's favor and the prophet's guidance."

"You are really..."

"Okay, Mr. Adrian..." The wizard raised one hand and stopped Adrian's next words: "You should have rested almost the same. Let's do something more meaningful."

After saying this, the wizard walked away two steps and gave up the position next to the stone desk laptop.

At the same time, the wildebeest drew a sharp short knife.

The old wizard once again compared the computer with a call and said, "Mr. Adrian..."

"Needless to say! I know, I know... I can memorize it!" Adrian said angrily: "When using a computer, don't touch the keyboard! Don't use voice! Don't try to contact the outside world! Hell, you BC wizard, didn't you just go to middle school? Why do you know so many modern technology things!"

The wizard pointed to the computer and did not answer Adrian's question.

"Okay, okay, okay...right now!" Adrian simply put his left hand in his pocket, raised his right hand and picked up the mouse. After refreshing it quickly, several red prompts appeared in the upper right corner in the display screen.

Click the prompt and quickly browse a few lines. Adrian clicked on the link.

A combination of text and picture immediately appeared in the display screen.

"Aha!" After switching a few pages, Adrian turned his head and looked at the wizard: "Your God, oh, no, your prophet is asking for help from the world."

"Please say it."

Standing next to Adrian, the wizard also looked at the screen attentively. The place inside looked very familiar. It was the place where Wu Qingchen/Lose's house was inserted with honeycombs. Next to this place, several different color blocks and screenshots of several farmers from the Middle World, marking the property rights of several pieces of land next to it.

"Simply put, this is the family that the bees will affect after the bee moves, including relatively close neighbors, ordinary villagers, and one family, which seems to be not very friendly to your prophet."

"Yes." The wizard nodded, and he had already recognized the original cowherd's younger brother.

"How is it? Dear Mr. Wizard, do you have any good solutions?" Adrian said in a tone that he was happy to serve you: "I can always help you click on the United Nations contact icon if you want."

"No need, this is God's will. The prophet will solve all problems..."

The old wizard shook his head: "Also, don't read these contents, let's see how the prophets find salt."

"Okay..." Adrian shrugged regretfully and began to look for videos from Wu Qingchen/Laus some time ago in the category of "Life Skills".

While searching for the video, Adrian asked strangely: "Witcher, I can understand that when you fool wildebeests and other tribesmen, you use the name of gods. After all, with their IQ and the will of gods, you will make things smoother... But I can't understand. Even though you have received a certain amount of modern education and want to introduce modern civilization into the tribe, why do you still believe in the existence of gods so stubbornly?"

"Is this difficult to understand?" the wizard replied with a smile: "Child, if I remember correctly, you also have faith."

"But that's just... a sustenance... a recognition... a philosophical resonance..." Adrian explained with difficulty: "... In short, my belief is completely different from your thoughts!"

"Is that right?" said the wizard slowly: "Think about it, can use all the power in the world and learn from the smartest people in the world. Is this kind of Wu Qingchen different from a god for our tribe?"

“Is this why you believe in it?”

"No……"

"My faith is indeed completely different from your thoughts..." The wizard shook his head slowly, touched his chest, and said in a very pious tone: "God has told me here that Wu Qingchen is the prophet."
Chapter completed!