"Oh! Thank you for the reminder! In that case..."
Adrian immediately turned his head, and his face changed into the most sincere smile: "Hey, nigga! A gorilla with a low IQ, I have a big banana of amazing size, are you interested in trying it?"
Seemingly infected by the smile on Adrian's face and the kindness in his tone, a smile appeared on the wildebeest's face.
Then.
The wildebeest tilted its head back slightly, and suddenly threw a head hammer forward.
boom!
After the loud crash, Adrian fell heavily back into the haystack. He gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to recover: "*! You damned old liar, every syllable is full of lies!"
"No, I didn't lie to you. Just like the porcupine that accompanied you two days ago, the wildebeest really can't understand what you say, but..." The wizard spread his hands, "I have already told him, as long as you open your mouth Mouth, it is definitely not a pleasant content."
"Your reminder is really timely!" Adrian struggled to sit up: "Now, Mr. Wizard, can you, a bodyguard who can never be bought, let me be released?"
The old wizard made a gesture, and the wildebeest squatted down slowly, untiing the cane from Adrian's body.
After the restraint was undone, Mr. Adrian let out a few long breaths, and then quickly moved his numb limbs and body. From his skilled movements and the rattan marks left on his bare skin, it can be seen that this Mr. Bit, deprived of liberty, seems to have had some time.
"Please, Mr. Adrian."
After waiting quietly for about a minute, the wizard made a gesture of invitation to the stone on which the laptop was placed: "Time is precious."
"Yes! Time is precious! Time is too precious!"
Andrian rubbed his wrists, his eyes were red, his head was heavy, and when he walked towards the laptop, he staggered: "Okay, Mr. Wizard! I haven't slept well for three days and three nights! Just an hour Before, I was still watching the video with you! Help you find information! Translate the steps of moving the honeycomb for you! Hey, I said, Mr. Wizard, have you heard of sudden death? Why are you not tired at all?"
"God has taken care of me, and God has given me strength." The wizard replied calmly.
It's amazing, the wizard's face really doesn't look like he's been turning around for two or three days.
"Why doesn't your god take care of me?" Adrian asked in a doubtful tone that was obviously deliberately pretending: "After all, I am helping you spread His glory now, aren't I?"
"No, God has taken care of you. God sent you to our tribe at the most suitable time."
"Aha! Favor!"
Adrian's originally weak voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Thank you so much for this favor! Thank you so much *God! Thank God for letting me come to this place where you don't want to shit! Thank God for letting me find it. You liar for being a tour guide! Thank God for letting me meet you bloody kidnappers!"
"Also! Dear Mr. Wizard, you seem to have mentioned the tribe! If I remember correctly, your uncle, Mr. Chief, seems to have expelled you from the tribe?"
"Son, I just didn't want the tribe to split, so I came here by myself."
"That's exile? Ah, what a great virtue!" Adrian sang in an aria tone: "In order to maintain the peace of the tribe, the great hero, the wise wizard, left the native land where he was born, and exiled himself to this land. The most barren land, in this forgotten corner, silently looking after dozens of the most stupid orangutans... "
"Children, this is also the land of the tribe, and they are the children of the same tribe."
"Ah, that's it, so you still remember!"
Speaking of this, Adrian's expression changed, and his tone returned to seriousness: "Mr. Wizard, three days ago, you told me yourself that your uncle chief doesn't like speeches related to modern technology, and he doesn't like to hear it. What gods and ancestors... And now, you have done both, and you have done so much. If Mr. Chief finds out, maybe you can be seen as safe and sound for the sake of relatives. What about me? What should I do? Please , let me go! I don’t want to become a missing person at all!”
"Son, you'll be fine. Besides, what I've done is not excessive at all."
"Please, man! I was born at night, but not last night!" Adrian's face was full of seeing through the wizard's mind: "Aren't you doing too much? God! Faith! Brainwashing! Boil water! Move the hive! Show the people the real benefits step by step! Do you have to guess what the next step will be? What will the chief do? Sitting in a tent, waiting for you to go over and grab power?"
"Child..." The wizard did not deny what Adrian said, but shook his head slowly: "You are wrong. It is not that I want authority, but God has given me authority."
"For Mr. Chief, does it make any difference? Will he do nothing? Yes, maybe Mr. Chief can do nothing, like the next time the robbers—call them jackals, right—come over, no Just take care of you!"
Speaking of this, Adrian's voice became more and more urgent: "Please, brother, it's already the 21st century, even if everything goes well for you, in this corner, what can you do if you really use theocracy to overthrow the kingship? Yes! You might be able to get rid of that uncle who wanted nothing foreign to enter the tribe and pass on the position of chief forever for generations, but can you bring the tribe into modern society by yourself? Do you have a gun? Do you have Euros?"
"Mr. Wizard..." Adrian persuaded earnestly: "Let me go, let me go back! As soon as I return to France, I promise to help you contact the UN Food Organization immediately! Humanitarian organizations! Medical and educational organizations, how about it? Let's make a deal like this!"
"No need, the experience of our ancestors has told us that help from outsiders is never reliable, and it is often full of danger..."
When talking about these lessons that contained blood and tears, the wizard's expression was quite calm: "What's more, now, we already have the favor of God and the guidance of the prophet."
"You really..."
"Okay, Mr. Adrian..." The wizard raised a hand, stopping Adrian's next words: "You should have almost rested, let's do something more meaningful."
After saying this, the wizard walked away two steps and gave up his position next to the laptop on the stone table.
At the same time, the wildebeest pulled out a sharp short knife.
The old wizard made a gesture of invitation to the computer again, and said at the same time: "Mr. Adrian..."
"Needless to say! I know, I know... I can recite it!" Adrian said angrily: "When using the computer, don't touch the keyboard! Don't use voice! Don't try to communicate with the outside world! Damn, you Wizard of BC, didn’t you only go to middle school? Why do you know so many things about modern technology!”
The wizard pointed to the computer, but did not answer Adrian's question.
"Okay, okay, okay... right away!" Adrian simply put his left hand in his pocket, raised his right hand to pick up the mouse, and after refreshing quickly, several red prompts appeared in the upper right corner of the display.
Click on the prompt, browse a few lines quickly, and Adrian clicks on the link.
In the display screen, a combination of text and pictures immediately appeared.
"Aha!" After switching a few pages, Adrian looked sideways at the wizard: "Your god, oh, no, your prophet, is soliciting help from the world."
"Please say."
Standing next to Adrian, the wizard is also looking at the screen intently. The location inside is very familiar. It is the allotment of Wu Qingchen/Loss's house with honeycombs. Next to this allotment, several different color blocks, And a few screenshots of the farmers in the medieval world, marking the property rights of the next few pieces of land.
"To put it simply, after the hive is moved, the bees will affect several families. Among them are close neighbors, ordinary villagers, and a family that seems to be not very friendly to your prophet."
"En." The wizard nodded, he had already recognized the former cowherd's younger brother.
"How is it? Dear Mr. Wizard, do you have any good ideas?" Adrian said in a tone willing to help you: "As long as you want, I can help you click the contact icon of the United Nations at any time."
"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 look at the prophet's way of finding salt."
"Okay..." Adrian shrugged his shoulders regretfully, and began to search for Wu Qingchen/Loss' video some time ago in the category of "Life Skills".
While looking for the video, Adrian asked again and again strangely: "Wizard, I can understand that when you fool the wildebeest and other tribesmen, you use the name of the gods. After all, with their IQ, the will of the gods will make things go smoothly. …However, I still can’t figure it out, why do you believe in the existence of gods so stubbornly, even though you have received a certain amount of modern education and clearly hope to introduce modern civilization into the tribe?”
"Is this difficult to understand?" The wizard replied with a smile, "Son, if I remember correctly, you seem to have faith too."
"But that's just...a kind of sustenance...a kind of recognition...a kind of philosophical resonance..." Adrian explained with difficulty: "...In short, my belief is completely different from yours!"
"Really?" The wizard said slowly: "Think about it, Wu Qingchen who can use all the power in the world and learn from the smartest people in the world, to our tribe, what does Wu Qingchen have to do with the gods?" Is there a difference?"
"Is that why you believe?"
"Do not… "
"My beliefs are indeed completely different from yours..." 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 a prophet."
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