Chapter 3 [Hui Tribal Succession]
Although I know that the ratio of time in space to time in the outside world is 10:1, even if I stay in the space for ten days, it is still 24 hours outside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
But Lefu just glanced at the thread-bound book that introduced the secrets of the space, and then took the book and followed the instructions on the book, returned to reality and appeared in the bathroom.
In order not to let others realize that he had woken up, Lefu had to go back to bed, cover himself with a quilt, use his mobile phone as a power source, and continue to watch some of the situations recorded in the wire-bound book. After spending more than five hours in a row, when the sky was just getting down, Lefu finally studied the space thoroughly.
Including the number of medicinal herbs planted in the space, and the medical expenses given by the royal relatives are clear. Only then did he put the space line book back, sighed, and finally relaxed his nervousness while lying on the hospital bed.
"Gollum,"
Lefu, who had not eaten for a day and a night, finally couldn't stand the hunger in his stomach, sighed and put on his slippers and opened his ward! As soon as he walked out of the ward, Lefu was surrounded by more than a dozen Indians with long hair and suits and leather shoes, and asked Lefu in Indian language.
"Chief, you have finally come to your senses, and with the blessing of the Bison God, the Bison Tribe can finally survive this crisis safely."
Lefu had taken over the memories of the little chieftain, so he was no stranger to the Indian language, and knew who the dozen or so high-ranking tribesmen around him were with concerned faces. What kind of tribal affairs are they all responsible for, it can be said that the dozen or so people around them are in control of the economic situation of life and death of more than 30,000 people.
One of the most important is equivalent to the uncle of the country's prime minister, who is also the prime minister and wizard of the tribe, Eric Oakes, is the head of these people, and everyone is messing around, and Lefu doesn't know whose question to answer, so he can only grab his uncle Eric to block the bullet, and hug his uncle cordially before saying with a wry smile.
"Uncle, I'm fine, I haven't eaten for a day or a night, I'm hungry with my chest against my back, if I have anything to say, I'll get me something to eat first."
Seeing that the only heir of his horn family, his little nephew Lefu Oaks finally came to his senses, and at the same time survived the tragic blow of the unexpected death of his parents, and he was very happy to regain his strength.
At the same time, I am also grateful to the animism for finally letting the Bison Tribe survive this crisis, as long as the little chief returns to normal, he can inherit the throne of the Bison Tribe Chieftain and lead the entire Bison Tribe more than 30,000 people to continue to live.
Although Lefu has not yet returned to the Bison Tribe, the tribe is highly hierarchical, and Lefu is the only heir to the Horn family and the only legitimate chieftain heir of the Bison Tribe. No one dared to underestimate this sixteen-year-old boy, and when he heard that the chief was hungry, he didn't need Eric's orders, and several tribal guards around him quickly agreed, and ran to the elevator with a smile.
The errand work can be done by the soldiers, and there is no need for these middle-aged tribal leaders to be personally responsible for such a trivial matter as eating, so they all gathered around Lefu and returned to the hospital bed, and then sat around the bedside by Lefu's own uncle, who is also the second person in the tribe, Eric, took the lead in reporting to Lefu the accident that had happened in the past few days, and it was also the heaviest blow to the bison tribe for hundreds of years.
I was afraid that Xiao Lefu would not be able to stand the blow, so some of the details of the old chief's death were not described in detail to Lefu, even if the other party didn't say it, Lefu also knew in his heart that the plane crashed in the depths of the Atlantic, except for some remaining plane wreckage, the bones of the old chief and his wife could not be found at all.
Seeing that his uncle reported good news to him, Lefu could also understand, and interrupted his uncle's words with a sigh, and said in Indian. "Uncle, you don't have to hide it from me, I'm not a child anymore, everyone knows how wild the Atlantic Ocean is in winter, so my parents don't have the slightest hope of survival, and even the bones can't be found, I want to know a little bit, whether my parents' accident and crash was mechanically or if there was some black hand behind my parents."
Seeing Lefu say this calmly, the high-level tribal leaders around Lefu glanced at each other, and they all saw relieved expressions in their eyes. The man's mind is like a mountain, and the chief's mind is like the unfathomable sea, I didn't expect the little chief's sixteen-year-old age to face the unexpected death of his parents, he can handle affairs so calmly, and all the tribe leaders feel that the bison tribe is expected to be reborn and his heart is full of energy.
Eric who was questioned by Lefu shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Lefu in Indian, "Chief, you are too worried, although our bison tribe is only a small tribe and has some assets. But our tribe has been low-key for decades, and has never offended any big family, and it is impossible for someone to plot against the old chief and cause both the old chief's wife to be killed. ”
"The only explanation is that the old chief's private jet encountered a storm in the Atlantic Ocean and lost contact, and then the U.S. Coast Guard dispatched more than forty patrol boats to patrol the area where the incident occurred, and found nothing except the wreckage of some aircraft."
"Due to the water depth of more than 1,000 meters at the crash site, coupled with the harsh climate, the task of finding the black box is very difficult, and it is optimistic that it is impossible to find the voice recorder inside the black box within half a year, and the flight record data."
"So the top priority is that you be discharged from the hospital immediately, return to the reserve of the Bison Tribe with us tribal leaders, and then be crowned as a chief as soon as possible, perform the duties of a chief, and stabilize the tribe is the most important thing, as for the death of the old chief and his wife, we can only investigate it slowly later."
Although the Bison Tribe has only 35,000 people, no matter how small it is, it is an independent government organization, and the country is no big or small, not to mention that the country cannot be without a king for a day. Therefore, all the high-level leaders of the Bison tribe present unanimously agreed with Eric's speech, and unanimously asked Lefu to give priority to state affairs and return to the Bison tribe as soon as possible to be crowned as the chief. Dealing with the affairs of the tribe first is the most important, and the rest must be postponed.
Lefu asked the old chief and his wife about the reason for the death, just to get justice for the dead Lefu because of the obsession in his heart. Since the old chief and his wife were both killed in a plane accident, not because of some conspiracy, and there is no such thing as revenge, Lefu has no obsession in his heart and accepts the unanimous answer given by the tribe's high-level leaders.
That is, he will be discharged from the hospital early tomorrow morning, board the plane, return to the Bison Tribal Reserve in Wyoming, Dubois, and take over the tribal affairs as soon as possible.
After being discharged from the hospital the next day, I arrived at the New York airport to take a small leased private jet and head north to the small airport in Dubois, Wyoming. Then, in a Mercedes bulletproof van and personally escorted by 300 members of the tribal guard, he finally returned to the Bison Tribal Reservation in the middle of Wyoming's Rocky Mountains, near Yellowstone, 100 kilometers away.