The exclamations from the audience rang out, and in the face of the angry golden retriever lion king in front of him, the fat man just laughed twice, and then turned his body around.

The Golden Lion King was immediately shocked to see that his lion's huge mouth was now closed. In fact, the moment the fat man pulled his head out, the lion's jaw quickly closed. If it is even half a second late, the golden lion king will be bitten off the neck by his partner.

How is this possible - the golden lion king looked at his companion in a daze, this game has been played since they were young, first with a finger sticking in, then a fist, and finally a head, and nothing has ever gone wrong.

Not only him, but even the organizers of the conference were shocked and frightened, and even Zu President Ma was full of anger: although he was somewhat cautious, it was normal for people to be selfish, but he didn't want the tragedy of bloodshed and death!

Obviously, there are definitely people who are making trouble in the audience and don't want this tribal meeting to go smoothly. Zuma was a politician after all, and he quickly figured out the truth: Some people don't want to see a peaceful and united Africa, so they will do things behind the scenes. As for the culprit, there are many possibilities, because there are many interest groups that may do this kind of thing!

Because of this unexpected change, the performance on stage was also forced to stop, and when the golden lion king led the lion off the stage, he looked very lonely, and he still refused to believe that his partner who had been with him for several years would suddenly change his sex.

"Dude, don't blame it-" The fat man reached out to pat the lion's head, but the guy bared his teeth and roared at him, so he could only withdraw his hand: "Someone was making trouble in the audience just now." Some kind of medicinal powder was sprinkled on the stage. The powder irritated the lion's nasal passages. It couldn't help but want to sneeze. That's why I can't help but close my mouth. ”

Brother Badou thought about the whole thing clearly, and also analyzed it for the Golden Retriever Lion King, so as not to have any shadow in his heart.

Sure enough, hearing him say this, the Golden Retriever Lion King immediately hugged the lion's head with excitement on his face: "Old friend, I knew that we would never betray!" ”

The male lion squinted his eyes in pleasure and purred softly in his throat. That's right, animal companions are even more loyal than people!

Wait for the golden lion king and his lion to get tired of it. Only then did he remember what he had just said, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he asked the fat man, "Who is the person who wants to plot against me, I must feed him to Ruka!" "Ruka is the nickname he gave to his lions.

The fat man looked into the crowd: "I was busy pulling you out of the lion's mouth just now, and when I look for you again, I can't find you anymore." "There were thousands of people there, and it was so urgent that it was too hard to find the guy who was doing the bad thing.

However, the fat man is somewhat more politically savvy than those natives: since someone is deliberately sabotaging, then it is obvious that he will continue to act, and sooner or later he will show his fox tail.

The performance on stage continues. Without the help of the beasts, there is certainly no danger. It was late in the evening. That's the end of all the performances. The strange customs of this magical continent still opened the fat man's eyes and made him feel that the trip was worthwhile.

Maybe in the eyes of the organizers, these shows are at most to help the fun, but in Brother Badou's opinion, it is much more meaningful than the competition for the wizard king, these things are the treasures of various tribes, don't lose them.

However, with the development of the economy, many indigenous cultures are slowly dying out, and the organizers of the congress are obviously not aware of this problem. Brother Badou has a little more understanding in his heart: he must help Li Xiaoman win the crown of the Wizard King, if nothing else, if he becomes the Wizard King, he can justifiably protect these inheritances-

The next day, the highlight of the conference was finally staged, and to the surprise of the organizers, there were more than 200 wizards who signed up to compete for the wizard king. This figure is very different from the results of their prior investigation, which is quite intriguing.

After all, there are a few people like fat wizards, and the extra tribal wizards are all not famous, and it stands to reason that none of them have this kind of strength.

This situation has attracted great attention from the organizers, and it is clear that this wizarding conference has deviated a little from the original idea, and the uncontrollable things are the most terrifying.

However, since people signed up for the competition, they couldn't refuse, so Zu President Ma and his subordinates urgently consulted, and decided to wait and see what happened. In the unlikely event that something happens, the secret forces that Mr. President has set up in advance can come in handy.

Because there were so many people, the huge platform was also packed. Among these wizards, there are white-haired old men, there are also teenagers like Kaka, and there are even more than a dozen women among them, which also makes Li Xiaoman not so eye-catching. In fact, some primitive tribes still have the shadow of matriarchal society, so most of the shamans in the tribe are also played by women. This situation like that of barbarian tribes is relatively rare. Although Li Xiaoman was wearing a robe, it could be seen at a glance from the exposed skin that it was definitely not black skin.

Since it is a competition of wizards, the first item is, of course, to prepare medicines, because in relatively primitive and backward tribes, wizards usually have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of curing the diseases of their clansmen, and if they want to become a wizard, they must first be a doctor.

And the preparation of drugs is also divided into two kinds, one is to save people, the other is to kill enemies, of course, most of them are now for hunting. Saving people is not easy to measure, so the organizers of the conference used to prepare poison and then verify the effect through animal experiments, so that all can see and the results are clear at a glance.

Dispensing medicines is a complex task, and wizards mostly use local materials and ready-made resources in their tribes to prepare potions for hunting animals. It can be the sap of some trees, such as trees such as variants of arrowwood; It can also be the venom of some poisonous insects and so on. Of course, what is more powerful is the use of several plants, animals or minerals to prepare poisons.

For the sake of fairness, the organizers have collected a large number of items, basically all the common things are complete, and then placed them in the middle of the table, and you can pick up any materials you need. And behind each wizard, there are two "assistants" sent by the organizing committee, mainly to play a role of supervision, so as not to cheat.

Because the stage could not accommodate so many people refining medicine, some contestants who had no expertise in this area moved to the stage, such as the fat wizard.

Brother Badou has a lot of opinions about this kind of competition system: It's easier to kill people than to save people, so it should be better than trying to save people!

Saving people is the fat man's forte, and he doesn't need any medicine at all, but unfortunately, his skill is useless, and he has to figure out how to configure poison, to be honest, the fat man really can't!

Fortunately, he came to make soy sauce, and his main role was to help Li Xiaoman cover up, so he quickly relaxed his mind, carried the clay pot that was uniformly distributed, received a piece of charcoal fuel, and then began to choose among the mountains of materials, of course, pretending is a must.

An imposter is an impostor, and at this time his shortcomings are reflected: many materials are not recognized!

It seems that the black scorpion is quite poisonous - wait, I think I heard that the black mamba is the most poisonous? Brother Badou was a little undecided for a while, and it was not easy to extract animal toxins, because these animals were alive and very dangerous. It's also a test of a wizard's basic abilities, and if you can't even do that, it's better not to be a wizard at all.

In the end, the fat man finally made a decision: animal toxins are too dangerous, and if the poison is not refined, he will be poisoned first, so it is safer to use the toxic ingredients in the plant. Even the two assistants behind him were contemptuous: Big brother, will you do it or not!

While he was grinding, many wizards had already selected the ingredients, then lit the charcoal, and began to boil the medicine. As a result, various smells began to waft through the venue, and most of them were relatively unpleasant.

There are even some people who are out of the limelight, and some people have some discomfort in their bodies, and some people have blue faces and difficulty breathing. The organizing committee immediately cleared the area. Seeing this scene, the fat man's heart was even more bottomless: Oh my god, this is too poisonous!

The fat man was blind here, and Li Xiaoman was at his fingertips, not even using a medicine jar, he directly absorbed the juice of several plants, and configured a small bottle of black medicine according to a certain proportion, and was the first to complete the game. The two assistants behind her didn't even stretch out their hands.

Two hours passed quickly, and with the sound of agitated drums, the dispensing session officially ended. Because of the limited time and the unsatisfactory materials, some wizards had a visibly disappointed look on their faces.

The next time is for the assistant to apply the prepared potion to the arrow, and then find the prey for testing, and determine the ranking according to the length of time the prey is poisonous.

Soon, several cages of large roosters were transported to the scene, and the staff were also busy, carefully wearing rubber gloves one by one, dipping the arrows in those various colors and flavors of medicine, and after drying, they began to time the test.

In this link, the most sure is the old wizard of the Zulu tribe, because he has some hints in advance, and he also has a certain advantage in terms of materials, because several materials he commonly uses are among them, so he is handy with potions. The big rooster for the experiment, in less than five seconds, lay on the ground and began to flutter its wings, and after another three or so hours, it was completely motionless, and the total time was less than eight seconds.

However, the old wizard did not be proud for long, because the witch from the barbarian tribe prepared a poison that was superior, and after the arrow poked the rooster, the big rooster immediately lay down on the ground, only kicked his legs twice, and then died, the time only took more than a second, and the exact calculation was 1.35 seconds. It can really be said that the throat is sealed with blood, and the middle one is killed immediately.

Soon, the two staff members behind the fat man also prepared the arrows, ready to dip them into the potion he had concocted. However, Brother Badou was obviously a little lacking in confidence, raised his hand and motioned for them to wait first, then dipped his finger in the crockpot, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, and then smacked the taste.

The two staff members looked stupid: Big brother, are you boiling medicine or porridge? (To be continued......)