The kindness shown by the sea spiritual monster made the hunting aborigine chief grateful. He turned around and pointed at the mountain in the distance. "Dear Son of the Sea, our ancestral tribe is under the mountain pass over there …"
"Alright, I'll carry the prey back to your tribe in a while." Zhang Lisheng looked in the direction of the aborigine's finger and found that there was only a mountain forest and there was no mountain pass at all. However, he still said with certainty.
Of course, the reason why the young man did this was not because he was bored and cared whether these supernatural realm's aborigine tribes could fill their stomachs or not. Instead, he wanted to know how useful the Eternal Comprehension Spell was and how far the so-called 'free communication' could go.
One must know that countless unnecessary disputes originated from the different communication between the two parties. In this strange era where the supernatural realm's door continued to emerge on Earth, the value of an ability to communicate with all intelligent creatures was self-evident. It was necessary to understand it as much as possible in the shortest time possible.
After obtaining the promise of the sea spiritual monster to help them in hunting, the aborigines became visibly excited. The speed at which they devoured the meat also increased greatly.
Not long after, the aborigines who had filled their stomachs opened the brown bark-like bamboo tube wrapped around their waists one by one. After drinking a few mouthfuls of cool spring water, they stood up from the ground while chatting with each other.
When Zhang Lisheng saw that the aborigines had eaten their fill, he strode to the remains of the black-skinned cow that still had more than 90% of its body left. Grabbing the two front legs, he carried them on his body and tried to walk two steps. After realizing that he could still support himself, he shouted, "Mountain man, lead the way! Let's go back to your tribe!"
"Woowulala! The brave and powerful Son of the Sea! You must be one of the strongest among all the sea's beloved ones!
The Tudenan people praise you … "When the aborigines saw Zhang Lisheng's entire body soaked in the blood that continuously seeped out of the beast's huge body while dragging this behemoth to walk slowly, they were stunned at first before bursting into loud cheers in unison.
Two to three young men who acted as scouts immediately jumped out and fought to be the first to guide Zhang Lisheng as they slowly shuttled through the jungle and returned to the aborigine tribe.
This aborigine tribe was located in a small mountain basin in the jungle, next to a mountain spring near a small waterfall. Due to the limited water source, the entire tribe had a population of less than 2,000 people. All of them lived in low bark houses.
What was strange was that this tribe already had a blacksmith's shop, a weapon mill, a leather factory, and other simple and primitive craftsmen's shops. There was also a long history recorded on bark paper.
When Zhang Lisheng dragged the huge black-skinned cow's carcass back to the tribe, he was welcomed by all the native tribe's guards.
As a fake Son of the Sea and a friend who took the initiative to express goodwill to the Tudenan tribesmen, he was even invited by the tribal headman to look at the history book that belonged to the Tudenan tribe in the largest book house next to the totem pole.
Sitting on the furry animal skin, Zhang Lisheng flipped through the thick bark book that was mostly filled with colorful pictures of monsters but there were also many cuneiform characters mixed in. He realized that the pictures in the book were very similar to the relief carvings on the tribal totem pole. He could naturally understand the meaning of the words in the book when he saw them.
The miraculous effect of the Eternal Comprehension Spell made the young man unconsciously reveal a satisfied smile.
Upon seeing the excited expression of the sea spiritual monster, the Tudenan headman, who was so old that his face was filled with wrinkles, who had been drowsy all along, suddenly asked, "Dear respected Son of the Sea, I wonder if you're willing to leave your portrait in the history book of our Tudenan people?"
The tribe's headman's request caused the accompanying warriors to have a horrified expression on their faces. However, when they recalled the horrifying scene of Zhang Lisheng carrying the giant beast's carcass into the tribe while his body was drenched in blood and leaving a huge red footprint with every step he took, they could not help but feel a chill run down their spines.
He recalled that the hunting tribal warrior mentioned that the black-skinned cow was killed by the sea spiritual monster in front of him. The only fatal wound on the prey was a huge fist print on the beast's abdomen.
When the warrior recalled the decline of the Tudenan tribe that once had a prominent reputation in the entire Hellfire people who had experienced 1,750 winters, the warrior lowered his head without saying a word and regained his respectful expression.
"Can I leave an image too?" Upon hearing the tribal headman's words, Zhang Lisheng, who did not understand what it meant to leave his name in the history book of the Hellfire tribe, asked casually.
Of course, even if he knew that according to the ancient contract, he would have the right to enjoy the tribe's offerings and the obligation to protect the continuation of the tribe if he added his portrait to the Tudenan people's history book, the young man who planned to ride the wizard gu back to New York at night would not care at all.
"Of course you can, powerful Son of the Sea. As long as you're willing, I can paint your portrait now."
"Are you still a painter, Headman Lula Luki? Please." Zhang Lisheng smiled in astonishment and returned the bark tree that he had flipped to the old tribal headman.
The headman took the book and carefully took out a piece of coarse bark paper from a wooden box on the altar in the middle of the front seat of the bark house. Then, he dipped his finger into some colorful blood of ferocious beasts and poisonous insects and drew Zhang Lisheng's transformation vividly with just a few strokes on the paper.
"Dear Son of the Sea, what's your real name?"
"Zhang Lisheng." At first, the young man wanted to fabricate a pseudonym to tell the old aborigine in front of him but what he said was his real name in Chinese.
This inexplicable situation stunned Zhang Lisheng. A bad feeling rose in his heart. At this time, the Tudenan's headman had already dexterously stuck the bark paper with his portrait on the tribal history book and wrote a Hellfire word similar to the pronunciation of the name 'Zhang Lisheng' on the paper.
After that, the old man sat on the ground and buried his head deep in his chest. "Guardian of the tribe, Zhang Lisheng, may you protect Tudenan forever."
At this time, the warrior behind the headman also held his spear and kneeled on the ground, bowing his head to salute Zhang Lisheng.
Fortunately, other than the aborigine's attitude towards him changing from respect to deference, nothing else strange happened. Zhang Lisheng's heart that was hanging in his throat finally relaxed.
However, the unknown was always scary. Even though he breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately made two decisions in his heart. One, whether it was in the supernatural realm or on Earth, he would not simply agree to some strange requests that he could not understand.
Two, he would leave the Tudenan tribe immediately.
"Headman Lula Luki, I heard the sound of the trade wind. That's the call of the sea …" The young man muttered nonsense and quickly ran out of the bark house. Without even looking at the warriors gathered outside the house who were waiting to continue hunting with him, he suddenly leaped up with all his might.
With just a leap, he leaped more than ten meters high and covered a distance of nearly 100 meters. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the aborigine, Zhang Lisheng disappeared into the depths of the jungle in just a few leaps.
It was already evening. The young man identified the direction and leaped with all his might for a few minutes, knocking down hundreds of giant trees before coming to the beach where the Elizabeth Holiday was once stranded.
Looking up at the sky, Zhang Lisheng recognized the few bright stars in the southwest direction in the sky on the shore and memorized them in his heart. Then, he commanded the wyrmdragon that had been following him to expand its body and rode on the wizard gu. Stirring up countless clouds, he rose to the sky and flew towards the depths of the ocean.
Relying on the guidance of the stars, the general direction that the young man commanded the wyrmdragon to fly in did not change. Instead, he continued to adjust the angle and zigzagged forward in a fan-like manner. Finally, when dawn was about to break, he could faintly hear the sound of a steam whistle resonating in the distance.
"I'm out! I've walked out of the supernatural realm and returned to Earth …" In the clouds that were overflowing with tiny electric currents, Zhang Lisheng muttered to himself in surprise.
He squinted his eyes and looked carefully in the direction of the sound of the steam whistle. Finally, he found a faint light floating gently above the vast ocean.
With a goal in mind, the young man soon commanded the wyrmdragon to follow the light and came to the brightly lit Queens Harbor in New York. Then, he flew out of the city along the coastline and saw his huge factory standing in the suburbs of New York after more than ten minutes.
"I'm finally back!" Sighing a long sigh of relief in the clouds, Zhang Lisheng shrunk his body to less than 20 centimeters and jumped directly into the sea from the wizard gu.
After swimming ashore, he carefully jumped into the new LS slaughterhouse and used his fingerprints and pupils to open the door before returning to his office.
In the last darkness before dawn, the young man returned his body to its normal size and took a hot shower in the bathroom before putting on new clothes.
After completely restoring his appearance to that of a civilized person, he found his phone and car keys on the desk before turning around and walking out of the office.
At this time, the sun had already risen slowly on the horizon. Before he got into the car, Zhang Lisheng suddenly realized that his factory was already filled with posters of the Republican Party's campaign. There was even a notice that stated that the factory would provide vehicle transportation and free dinner if he participated in the Republican Party's Celigori election rally.
Knowing that Charlie must have begun to provide services for a certain powerful White House competitor under the instruction of Tina's father, he could not help but chuckle.
In the presidential election, it was impossible for the general public to vote for a stranger whom they had never heard of before.
For this reason, in addition to the original political accumulation of the party they belonged to, the candidates were actually competing on the charm of the individual and the campaign team as well as the platform to show this charm. In other words, they would spend a lot of money on advertising and invite political and business celebrities who had a wide influence in the society to build momentum for themselves.
Of course, the new LS slaughterhouse could not force the farmers to vote for the Republican Party. However, it could rely on the slogans in the factory, organized election rallies, and 'communication' with the directors of hundreds of National Farmers Union to subtly influence the future choice of nearly 30% of the agricultural population in New York State. This was where Zhang Lisheng's political value lay.
This value sounded a little cheap and 'soft' but in the US, the successful election of every government would inevitably be fueled by such people behind the scenes.
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