Chapter Fifty-Eight: Cannibals

"It's a cannibal, and they seem to have some kind of supernatural ability, which is by no means good." After a long silence, Paul Sharon said with a solemn expression.

"Cannibals? Superpowers? Hearing Paul Sharon's answer, Yun Shibao subconsciously frowned.

The Shure in the movie Plague are just a primitive tribe that lives by hunting, and they don't seem to show any ability to transcend nature.

Could it be that there is something beyond the plot in these worlds that I have been reincarnated?

The Five Poisons Sect of the Deer and Ding Ji world, the Shuer clan who are now in the disaster of the python and the mutant python that is far more powerful than the plot...

One is a coincidence, and two are also coincidences?

For some reason, Yun Shibao's heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Master Smith, please forgive me for being unreasonable!" As if sensing Yun Shibao's doubts, Paul Sharon stood up from the couch.

"Shhhh With a bang, he tore the clothes on his body, revealing a body of strong muscles.

"Huh? It's—" Ignoring the thick chest hair and muscles on the object's body, Yun Shibao's gaze locked on a hideous scar on his waist.

"Young master, you know, I used to catch snakes for a living, and I often went deep into the Amazon forest..."

"Once I was chasing a reticulated python and strayed into Shure territory, and they caught it."

"Young Master, you will never believe that there is such a barbaric tribe in this civilized society."

"Altars made of skulls, and bones left over from eating are everywhere, both human and beastly..."

"If I hadn't escaped from their dung tank..."

"This scar is left by those demons..."

…

Hearing Paul Sharon's words, Yun Shibao subconsciously took a few steps back and distanced himself from him.

"Paul, from now on, you are not allowed to come within five meters of me." Yun Shibao said with disgust on his face.

"Huh?" Hearing Yun Shibao's words, Paul Sharon was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly.

Young Master, this is not the point that your old man cares about, I'm describing a terrifying cannibal, the kind that is very fierce?

Shouldn't you show the slightest fear?

…

After Paul Sharon left, Yun Shibao fell into deep thought.

Paul Sharon and John's descriptions of the Shure are clearly very different, even diametrically opposed.

Judging from Old John's performance, it doesn't seem to be lying, unless he has actor-level acting skills.

And although Paul Sharon is the villain in the movie Anaconda 1, after this period of contact, Yun Shibao's senses for him are still good, and he has no reason to lie to himself.

"Forget it, I don't want to, it's important to recover my strength first."

Yun Shibao didn't bother to think about things that he couldn't figure out, the so-called one force would drop ten times, as long as his strength came up, no conspiracy would work.

…

"In just three days, at least 20% of our native Borneo residents have died in the Amazon, what is this loser from the United States doing?"

Inside the mayor's office in Kenny, Borneo, Mayor Williams slapped the table and roared angrily.

"yes... I heard that the loser spent $40 million today to buy a 10,000-year-old ginseng from a homeless man, and after such a stimulus, tomorrow the residents will inevitably go deep into the Amazon forest, and the casualties will be even greater. ā€

A fat middle-aged man in a suit with gold teeth took a puff on a cheap cigar and chimed in.

"Shhhh 40 million US dollars, our Borneo tax revenue is only so much a year..."

"I heard that the loser brought more than $50 billion this time..."

…

Inside the office, a group of councillors muttered quietly, and everyone's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the sake of Borneo's future, I feel we must stop this loser." Mayor Williams suddenly changed his previous anger, sat back in his chair, and said lightly.

"Yes, this loser must be stopped..."

"Confiscate his wealth to make up for the loss of our Borneo..."

With Williams' words, the whole office went into a frenzy.

That's $50 billion, how much can everyone share?

"Uh... Everyone, calm down, I think it's best not for us to officially intervene in this matter, otherwise once the Smith family investigates it, the consequences will be unimaginable. ā€

At this moment, a slightly calmer councillor suddenly interrupted the crowd.

"Heh... Three days later, some outlaws broke into the town and attacked the international billionaire Jack Treasure Smith..."

"We in Borneo deeply regret the death of Smith and have dispatched the military and police to eliminate the culprits." Williams said confidently.

Obviously, he had already thought about the follow-up to this matter.

"The mayor is wise..."

"The mayor is wise..."

A group of lawmakers looked adoring and slapped Williams on the back.

There is a saying that people die for money, and birds die for food, and Yun Shibao still underestimated the allure of 50 billion to some people.

…

"Whew... It's finally recovered..."When the morning sun poured into Yun Shibao's bedroom, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flowed.

The medicinal power of the 10,000-year-old ginseng was even stronger than the Five Poison Divine Pill, and in just one night, his cultivation was piled back to the realm of the Grandmaster.

In this way, he had a little more certainty of snatching the blood orchid from the mouths of those giant pythons.

"Young master, the twelve mercenaries we hired are all missing." However, before Yun Shibao could be happy, Chris brought him bad news.

"Are the vital signs gone?" Yun Shibao still had the last vestiges of illusion.

After all, with the concentration of aura in the Amazon forest, it is normal for communication facilities that rely on electromagnetic transmission to fail.

In order to be able to understand the status of these mercenaries in real time, Yun Shibao specially sent someone to a scientific research base in the United States to get a batch of special chips implanted in the bodies of these mercenaries, once they lose their pulse, the corresponding indicator light of these chips will turn from green to red.

"The lights turn red within an hour, and the chances of these mercenaries surviving are less than 10%." Chris said with a solemn expression.

"Whew... What is expected, the aftermath must be done well. Yun Shibao's joy when he had just recovered his Grandmaster's cultivation was instantly washed away by this news.

Yun Shibao didn't care about the life or death of these mercenaries, after all, since these people chose this line, they were always ready to meet the god of death, and he would give the families of these mercenaries a death compensation according to the rules, so Yun Shibao didn't feel any guilt.

What really cared to him was the meaning of the collective death of these mercenaries in an hour.

"Go ahead." Yun Shibao waved at Chris.

"Shure? Mutant blood python? Or something else?" After Chris left, Yun Shibao rubbed his temples with a faint pain and muttered.