Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Stone Tablet from a Primitive Tribe!
God, the waves were ten meters high..."
"My boat capsized, and I vaguely saw a huge black shadow in the river..."At this, old John trembled uncontrollably, his hands clasped on his knees, and his thin body curled up in a ball, as if this would give him a sense of security.
"Calm down... Old John, you're safe... This is Borneo, and you're going to be able to go to America right away..."
"Think of the slender thighs of those stars, think of the heart-warming air in the countryside, you are safe..."
Seeing this, Yun Shibao frowned slightly, got up and pressed Old John's shoulders with both hands, secretly used a trace of internal force to soothe his anxious emotions, and said gently.
There is a convincing sense of security in the tone.
"Whew... Call... Whew..."After taking a few deep breaths in a row, Old John's face slowly calmed down.
"I was scared, but when I woke up, I was in a primitive tribe."
"They should be the legendary Shure tribe, they saved me, and I also exchanged this 10,000-year-old ginseng with a lighter in their tribe..."
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Although his mood was somewhat stable, Old John was visibly frightened by the incident and was a little incoherent, but Yun Shibao still knew roughly what had happened from his fragmentary words.
"Primitive tribes? Shure? After listening to Old John's words, Yun Shibao couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.
According to his speculation, it is very likely that the people who overturned Old John's raft were those mutated pythons that devoured the blood orchid, and to be honest, Old John was undoubtedly lucky to be able to escape from the mouths of these beasts.
"So, can you tell me how you left the Shure and how you got out of the Amazon forest?" Yun Shibao leaned forward slightly, looking at Old John with burning eyes.
What he was really interested in was John Sr.'s way out of the Amazon forest, or an unknown path, or something...
Maybe through Old John, he was able to get the Blood Orchid in advance.
"Master Smith, I can tell you how to enter the Amazon forest, but please promise me one condition." After a change in his face, Old John seemed to have the courage to raise his head and look at Yun Shibao for the first time.
"Sir, I won't give you any guarantees until I get what I want." Yun Shibao said lightly.
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"Master Smith, please don't disturb the life of the Shure tribe, which is the only pure land of humanity that has not been polluted."
"Please agree, otherwise, I don't want the $40 million, and I won't tell you how to get into Amazon." Old John's expression became unusually determined.
"It seems that the old gentleman is a person who is in love, okay, promise you." After taking a deep look at Old John, Yun Shibao suddenly smiled and rubbed his dog's head.
He knew what Old John was worried about, from ancient times to the present, when one civilization collides with another, war will follow, the weak will be slaughtered by the strong, and then they will be merged...
Just as the European colonizers did to the Indians...
And the Shure people, who are still in the primitive hunting civilization, are undoubtedly the weaker side.
Although Old John had some greed in his bones, the Shur had saved his life after all, and he didn't want the tragedy of the Indians to happen to the Shur.
"It's this stone tablet, and the Shur gave me a stone tablet before I left."
"As long as I carry this stone tablet, the beasts I encounter along the way will not attack me." After a moment of silence, old John took out a stone tablet from his bosom and put it on the coffee table.
It was an extremely crude stone tablet, about the size of a palm, with a strange human face carved into it.
"This thing... Well? After taking the stone tablet, Yun Shibao subconsciously probed it with internal force, and found that there seemed to be a very weak and strange energy fluctuation on it.
At this moment, Te Wupu, who had been sitting beside Yun Shibao, suddenly jumped off the sofa, wagging his tail and sniffing all over the room, as if looking for something, and the dog's eyes were full of confusion.
"It's not a score... What happened to you? Subconsciously waved his hand to bring Te Wu Spectrum back, but halfway through his hand, Yun Shibao seemed to suddenly realize something, and his eyes flashed with a hint of shock.
In order to verify the guess in his heart, he put down the stone tablet, and the next moment, as if he had just seen Yun Shibao, he stuck out his tongue and ran over excitedly.
Picking up the stone plaque again, he lost his goal again...
"Invisibility? It's kind of interesting. Yun Shibao's eyes became brighter and brighter.
I didn't expect this inconspicuous stone tablet to have such an effect, as long as you bring it, the animal can't even find it.
If you can't find it, you can't talk about attacking.
"Is there still such a stone plaque?" Yun Shibao was full of anticipation, with this stone plaque, it would be extremely easy to go deep into the Amazon.
Old John shook his head.
"Someone!" Seeing this, Yun Shibao pressed the red button on the coffee table.
Although he was disappointed in his heart, he didn't care too much, after all, it was extremely lucky to find such a treasure in a rare-level world like the Python Plague.
"Master Smith, is there anything I need to do?" A short time later, Amanda walked in through the door, and the right side of her face was still a little red and swollen.
"Get this Mr. John a green card to the United States." Seeing that it was Amanda who came up, Yun Shibao couldn't help frowning slightly, but didn't say anything.
"Sir, please come with me." Amanda, who was slapped in the face, didn't do anything this time, and made a gesture of invitation to Old John with low eyebrows.
"The Shure Clan... Looks like we're going to have to find Paul Salon. After the two left, Yun Shibao played with the stone tablet in his hand, thoughtful.
The fact that the Shure clan could casually give such a "treasure" to an outsider like Old John shows that this kind of stone tablet is not precious to them.
Yun Shibao was very curious, how a primitive tribe obtained this magical stone tablet.
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"Shure? Master Smith, IMHO, how did you know about this tribe? Hearing Yun Shibao's words, Paul Sharon's expression changed greatly.
After quitting his job as a "tour guide", he entered the Amazon forest, thinking that with his familiarity with the rainforest, he could easily collect some precious medicinal herbs.
However, his luck does not seem to be very good, because of the large number of locals in the forest who go into the mountains to collect medicine, there are basically no medicinal herbs.
And if he goes deep into the Amazon, he knows the horror of the rainforest, but he really lacks courage, and he has gained a meager harvest in a few days, which is not as much as making more money as a "tour guide" for this young master from New York.
So he came to the tavern again today, hoping that Yun Shibao would continue to take him in.
However, Paul Sharon never expected that the first thing Yun Shibao asked when he saw him was about the "Shure tribe".
"Looks like you're no stranger to the Shure, good." Seeing Paul Sharon's demeanor, Yun Shibao knew that he should have a certain understanding of this primitive tribe.