In this hot and dry environment, the Prophet's spirit was noticeably better, and he looked in the direction that Mawson was pointing.

"That's a macaroni lesion."

"Does it work?"

"Taking this herb will not gain the ability to synthesize the mind, but it can greatly enhance physical fitness, but using too much of this thing will affect a person's spirit."

"It caused him to fall into a state of mania and murder, which was one of the reasons for the division of the tribe."

"Those who have taken the mutants, although they are super powerful, their temperament has changed drastically, and they frequently clash with their clansmen, and finally even join forces with the demons underground."

"After taking macaroni, we can actively communicate our emotions to all animals, but when we try to communicate with those demons underground, all we get is killing!"

"It's as if the only purpose of their existence is to keep killing and killing!"

"To be honest, I still haven't figured out how those fallen people communicate with the demons underground."

"Maybe only demons can communicate with demons." The Prophet sighed.

"Can these two colors of plants be taken together?" Mawson asked.

The Prophet nodded.

"You can only take one red macaroni, and if you eat it again, it will affect your temperament."

This is similar to what Mawson guessed, but according to his estimates, the dosage of this thing should be very different from the individual's physical fitness.

Specifically, further experimental analysis is needed.

The two of them returned to the upper room again.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of your search for me this time?"

The Prophet bowed slightly and bowed to Mawson, "Honorable guest, I hope to have your help, and in return, I will lead all the Iwei people to attach themselves to you." ”

"I own King Kong, and everything on the island is mine." Mawson, however, seemed a little unappreciative.

The Prophet smiled, "King Kong is the king of the island, but the treasures of the earth are more abundant than those on the island. ”

"And our whole family has lived here for thousands of years and knows a lot about the areas to explore. I will definitely be able to help. ”

"My requirements are not high, as long as there is no oppression, I am willing to lead all the clansmen to work for you."

"Tell me about your conditions."

Mo Sen thought for a moment, of course, it was more convenient to take the initiative to take refuge in command than violent oppression, and he did have plans to explore this island.

The island has an innate storm ring that ordinary ships can't approach at all, and with the technology that Mawson has mastered, it is completely possible to create a device that shields satellite positioning and scanning.

At that point, the island will disappear from the eyes of the world.

The island is large enough that if he can survey the rich mineral deposits underground, he can use his technology to transform the island into a fortress.

All this development is inseparable from people, and here, is there a better labor force than the Iwei people?

There was a hint of joy on the Prophet's face, "The depraved ones are coming back, and the people are already detecting signs of their activity. ”

"And I guess it won't be long before the ground changes dramatically again."

"The island could move up again!"

"By then, the swarming demons will completely devour the entire island!"

Mo Sen looked puzzled, "I'm only one person, why do you think I can solve a scourge that the entire race of King Kong can't solve?" ”

The Prophet smiled and pointed to his eyes, "This is the guidance of fate, and I believe that attaching to you will be the most correct choice for our entire tribe." ”

"What do you see?" Mawson asked curiously.

"I see the fortresses of steel, and the King Kong wrapped in steel, and you will lead us to solve all disasters and lead us to true peace!"

Mawson looked at the prophet and said nothing.

Compared to Tuka and the others, this prophet in the skin of a monkey was more like a real person, and for a moment, he even had a hint of murder.

If you kill this prophet and extract his genes to make a gene chimeric potion, will you gain his ability to predict the future?

As if he didn't feel Mawson's killing intent, the prophet still looked at Mawson calmly, and it wasn't until a long time before Mawson calmed down.

"What should I call you?" Mawson spoke.

The Prophet bowed slightly, "If I look like this, you can call me the White Ape." Mawson's question was equivalent to agreeing to the white ape's request.

"I need more details."

"Don't worry, I'll have Tuka available to you."

"Those fallen people are locked off by us at the other end of the earth, they can't get out of there, and the underground space is too narrow for King Kong to pass through, so this matter is up to you." The white ape admonished.

Mawson nodded, "I'll leave here in the near future, and when I come back next time, I'll help you solve this problem directly." ”

Now that the energy on his body is limited, Mawson can not break in recklessly, and there are some things that do not need to be done by himself.

Winning the allegiance of the Iwei was a bonus, but Mawson didn't pay much attention to it, as this primitive tribe, though strong individually, had no power to fight back under the crush of modern technology.

In the face of Mawson, obedience is the only result, it is only a matter of time.

After chatting with the white ape about some other secrets, Mawson returned to the ground down the stone steps.

Not long after he left, Tuka came to the White Ape again, "Honorable Prophet, can this Mawson really lead his people to avoid this calamity?" ”

The white ape sighed, "I don't know, I just know that if we don't stand on the same side as him, what awaits us will be complete destruction." ”

Gaining control of the entire tribe, Mawson soon gave the order for Brooks, Conrad, Weaver and others to take macaroni juice.

These people were very knowledgeable and could enlighten the people of the tribe, and those soldiers could also teach the warriors to use firearms.

Months passed.

When the situation stabilized, he found an excuse to disappear from everyone's field of vision, and then took Sun Lin to King Kong's cave.

There were three intact helicopters parked there, but two of them had been completely depleted of fuel by Mawson.

"What's going on?"

Sun Lin was a little stunned.

"Do you believe me?" Mo Sen looked into Sun Lin's eyes.

Sun Lin nodded.

"Let's go, I'll explain it to you on the way."

In the past few months, the two have established a deep relationship, and their relationship with each other is only separated by a layer of window paper, out of trust in Mawson, Sun Lin boarded the plane without saying anything.

As if knowing that Mawson was planning to leave, King Kong's eyes showed a hint of reluctance, and Mawson smiled and patted King Kong.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful here, protect this island well, and bring you some new toys when I get back!"

The helicopter rose from the ground and headed towards the storm circle, quickly losing its track.