Chapter 193 Wakanda 2

Sherik was teleported to a very primitive African village. From the severe cold to the midsummer, it took him a while to get used to it.

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

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

The old man said that this village is one of some primitive villages set up by Wakanda to blind the eyes and ears. The villagers here are actually Wakanda, and the rest depends on his ability.

He is confident, not to mention there is a priesthood cursor on his head.

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

Sherick immediately saw the strangeness on these people, that is, their bodies were too clean!

Although they were poorly dressed, their cover was too clean, not like the kind of people who lived on the grasslands, but more precisely, half-wild people.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you going to do?"

Ask three times, fortunately, Sherick already has their language system, praise daddy!

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

The men marveled at his proficiency in the Wakanda language, and one of the strong men said, "Have you got an appointment from our king?"

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

These people were skeptical, they backed away, as if discussing, the man came back after a while and said: "Someone of us is going to ask His Majesty for instructions, please rest in our village, if His Majesty calls, we will take you there."

"Thank you very much, sorry for the trouble."

Sherick smiled. The priesthood cursor on his head brought him great convenience and unparalleled persuasive power, whether in the management of Taoyuan Town or here.

They presented the special fruits here, and some food. The food is generally relatively simple, but the fruit is very delicious. It seems that he has never seen it in country M. He also asked them in detail how to eat it, and then began to communicate with them. They strike up a conversation.

He is very good at this.

When Dad learned that their technological level was several levels higher than that of country M, he gave up on the idea of ​​bringing some electronic products as gifts, and then brought some special products of Taoyuan Town: high-energy food. I took Zhenjun No. 1 and Natasha No. 1, that is, Level 1 and Level 2.

After thanking them for their warm hospitality, he gave them ten yuan of Zhenjun No. 1, and explained the requirements and effects of use.

"This piece, if a normal person eats it, can he not be hungry for more than ten days?" asked the big black man named Lierte, who is also the village head here, also known as the chief.

"Yes." Sherik knew that they would not eat it, at least not now. To them, he was still a stranger with unknown origin, and it was impossible to eat what he brought. In the past, Sherik would not eat it either. Dare to eat their food, but with the clergy cursor on his head, he has no taboos now, he has tried many poisons, and it is completely ineffective for him, and now the mixed barbecue stall opened by the Chinese in the town is his frequent place , there are many strange insects there, and it tastes great when roasted and eaten with wine!

"How did you know our Wakanda language?"

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

After the food was served, they chatted for a while, mainly because they kept asking about the gods. Sherick picked out some answers that could be answered, and prevaricated the others that could not be said. After that, Sherick was arranged in a relatively quiet place. In the thatched hut, looking at the rudimentary but extremely clean thatched hut without even mosquitoes, Sherick smiled again, they were too unprofessional.

His weapons are spears and short swords, these things look like standard, each of them is the same, which is basically invisible to the backward tribes, but they just hold it in their hands, maybe , They don't care what other people think anymore.

Sherik waited for more than three hours before someone came to him, saying that the king agreed to summon him, and then formed a group of people, let him follow, and walked westward along a not-so-obvious trail for about An hour later, they entered a jungle and began to climb the mountain.

When we reached the top of the mountain, Lierte suddenly said to the panting Sherick: "Mr. Murphy, I hope you will not disclose our situation to the outside world."

"OK."

"Thank you, please come with us."

They said, walking forward, and then they saw a golden film appearing in front of them, flashed briefly, and then disappeared, and with it disappeared, there were still people.

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

"Please, Mr. Murphy, just go straight ahead."

Sherik took a few steps forward in doubt, and then there was a sudden change in front of him, just like the feeling that his father had sent him, a large majestic building appeared in front of him!

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

There is a huge pyramid-shaped building in the center of the farthest point, and there is a bright light shooting straight into the sky.

"Mr. Murphy, this way, please."

Sherick didn't care to look any further, and hurriedly followed the guards to a three-story house on the edge of the cliff. There were many things that looked like weapons facing the intersection he just entered, and they might be the guards.

Those who had sent him handed him over to a tall guard here, and then went back the way they had come.

The guard is wearing a suit of armor, which is made of a mixture of leather and metal. There is also a half-wrapped helmet on his head, and his figure is very strong.

He looked at Sherick's head very curiously for a while, and then said, "Please follow me, Mr. Murphy."

Sherick was taken by him to a man-made platform protruding about ten meters on the edge of the cliff. After a while, an airship with a rumbling sound docked slowly. Accurately docking together, the tall and strong guard invited him to board the airship. Inside was a small square table for five or six people to sit around. The seats were made of soft leather. It's real leather, and it's still made of crocodile leather. He has this experience.

The spaceship moved slowly, and Sherick heard that the power did not stop just now, that is to say, the ship was hovering by power. When it approached just now, there was a lot of gas turbulence around it. It is estimated that this is a pneumatic airship. .

"What powers your boat?"