"Don't be a dream, don't be a dream!" Sparker felt that he had been in the dark for a long time, and in his heart, he kept chanting the phrase "Don't be a dream", and then suddenly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was a group of people wearing various fur coats, looking around blankly, Sparker nervously asked, "Where is this?" Then he found that his body was actually wrapped in bandages, and after a little movement, he also found that although the wound was not completely healed, it no longer affected his actions, thinking that it should be the self-healing function of the perverted blood energy.

"Uh-huh!" one of the bearded men burped and said, "Don't ask where this is, you better tell me how you got here!"

"Get out of the way!" At this time, Spark's main concern was whether everything he had experienced before was a dream or not, struggling to get up, Sparker ran directly to the door of the room despite the dissuasion of those people, and opened the door "Woo" A gust of cold wind directly made Sparker feel sleepy, "Ahh

"Remind you, my mouth is dry when I remind you!" Just now, when the big man saw that Sparker did not listen to the dissuasion and suffered a loss and came back to complain about them, he was naturally angry in his heart, and stretched out his hand to point at Sparker and scolded: "I said that you are a white-eyed wolf? It took us a long time to rescue you from the heavy snow, and it was ginger soup and hot blankets to serve you, and in the end you have to be complained about?"

"Eh" was said by the big man, Sparker felt that he was indeed a little too much this time, and scratched the back of his head apologetically, Sparker said: "I'm sorry everyone, because I have experienced some bizarre things, so I woke up more emotional, and my head is more funny." Now as long as everyone tells me what the hell this is, and then tell me what plane this is, I promise to kowtow to you ten heads!" It's not that Sparker doesn't know that the man has gold under his knees, but looking at these people who have come back and have been complained about by themselves, he senses that these people have already reached the verge of rage, and they are also in a hurry to say good things.

"Hmph, you kid can speak!" The big man snorted coldly, and then looked around and found that the others were also interested in letting him speak, so he stepped forward and said: "My name is Renault, I am the blacksmith here, and this is the Principality of Bell, which is known as the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain!"

"Duchy of Bell?" Sparker tilted his head and recalled carefully, but at this time he understood what a book was until he knew very little, and he didn't pay attention to the history and geography of the Arad continent at all, where did Spark, know whether the Duchy of Bell was in the Arad continent or not. Then he asked: "Well, I'll just ask directly, I just want to ask if this is the Arad continent?" Spark, who originally wanted to save face, understood that if he didn't know how to pretend to understand it again, he would probably not get the answer he wanted for the rest of his life.

"What? Are you from another world? What is the purpose of your coming to my Arad continent?" As soon as Renault's words came out, the attitude of the other people around him towards Sparker immediately changed from amiable just now to fierce and vicious, and they all took out their weapons, such as steel forks, rolling pins, lollipops and the like.

Although Sparker was hostile to so many people, his heart was happy, and from Renault's words just now, he also determined that the Duchy of Bell, known as the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain, was part of the Arad continent. Since all this was not a dream, Sparker also put down the heart that had been hanging, and then said with a very friendly smile: "Don't get me wrong, do you see where I have horns or scales? I am also a citizen of the Arad continent, and I came here because I was inhaled by an unknown magic array!" After speaking, Sparker shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

"Oh?" Sparker pleaded. Renault also found that the Sparker in front of him really didn't have the appearance and characteristics of an otherworldly race. Then he waved his hand to let the people behind him put down those messy weapons, and looked at Sparky for a while, just when Sparker thought that Renault was a glass with his chrysanthemum idea, Renault finally spoke again, but the words behind made Sparker unable to distinguish whether it was hostility or good intentions," This was originally the territory of the Duchy of Bell, but after the war between the Duchy of Bell and the Duchy of Zaom a thousand years ago, it became a borderless land, and our Bantu are now the masters here, since you have come here, you must abide by the rules here, and you must pass the test of my level first!"

"Test?" Sparker muttered, I really don't know why this Bantu tribe is so unreasonable, he is a tourist anyway, how can he be restricted by this Bantu tribe to be free, and then said: "This uncle, I was just teleported by the magic array, there is no need to embarrass me, right?"

"Oh, then are you unwilling to accept the test of my Bantu clan?" Renault heard the meaning of Spark's refusal, and immediately frowned, and the people behind him also once again offered all kinds of weapons in their hands to Spark, Renault raised his eyebrows and continued: "Anyone who comes to my Bantu tribe's territory has only two ends, either through the test of my clan and recognized as a member of our clan, or death!"

"You don't have to do it so absolutely" Although Sparker was seriously injured and had not recovered, he also found that these people were not his opponents at all through his sensitive sensing ability, but after all, they were rescued by others, and no matter how he looked at it, it looked like Sparken was going to take revenge. Thinking of this, Sparker also hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Understood, understood! What kind of test is coming, it is my lifelong honor to be able to join the Bantu clan!" After speaking, he also made an extremely longing and sworn allegiance to the death.

"Well, the son can be taught!" finally honestly settled Spark's "thorn head", Renault also stroked a gray beard, and then motioned to the onlookers behind him to put down his weapons, and he himself took Sparker to the side, pointed to a set of tables, chairs and benches and said: "Come, sit down! The test of the first level begins!"

"Huh?" Sparker sat on the bench in a daze, but he was puzzled in his heart, after all, he had never heard of a sitting test in this continent where the strong are respected. But after all, this is other people's territory, and in line with the principle that more is better than less, Sparker is still secretly preparing for Renault's test.

"The first level of the Bantu test!" I saw Renault say as he put a large water bladder, due to the excessive force, the liquid in the water bladder also splashed out some, Sparky sniffed it and found out what kind of water bladder it was, it was clearly full of wine.

"Drink it up!" Renault said indifferently, ignoring Spark's strange expression.

"What? Are you kidding the world?" Sparker looked at this water bladder with a capacity of ten liters, and felt a chill in his heart, knowing that ordinary people would get drunk immediately after drinking one liter of wine, and now ten liters of wine would not cost him his life?

"What? Do you have an opinion again?" Seeing that Sparker started to ink again, Renault also became irritated, leaning over to look at Spark's gloomy face and asked threateningly.

"No, no, I'll drink! "Goo-goo-no,

"Happy!" Renault saw that although Sparky had inked before, he was very generous in his drinking, and his heart was also happy, and then he took out a water bladder from his waist and drank it directly, and said while drinking: "Come! Let's see who drinks first!"

The first level of the Bantu test was actually drinking to Spark's surprise, but now he didn't have time to think about anything else, to say that this drink was good for anything, it was enough energy, and Spark's eyes were still foggy when he drank a third of the way