Chapter 177
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At noon, Long Bufan sat at the stone table in the ancestral hall, enjoying the highest level of treatment in the tribe. There was a piece of roasted lamb leg and a large bowl of rice wine on the table.
Long Bufan, who had been starving for a long time, ate the roasted lamb leg while drinking the rice wine. Although it was simple, it had a unique flavor. Long Bufan ate happily.
Chief Bo Xiong sat in the main seat, with two white-haired old men sitting beside him. Although they were already in their sixties and were thin, it could be seen from their broad skeletons that they were as strong as Da Qiang and Bo Xiong when they were young.
Long Bufan guessed that these two old men should be the elders of the clan. He didn't say anything and ate while waiting for them to say something. He was playing hard to get.
"Honorable guest, please allow me to express my admiration for you first." Bo Xiong suddenly stood up and bowed to Long Bufan as a berserker.
"You are too polite, Chief Bo Xiong. I have to thank your tribe for the hospitality."
Long Bufan replied with a smile, and then wiped the oil stains on his mouth with a handkerchief. However, he thought to himself, "After the nonsense, it's time to get to the point."
Sure enough, the berserker, who had always been impatient, was not interested in these hypocritical etiquettes. After Bo Xiong and Long Bufan exchanged pleasantries, the eyes of the two elders present had already revealed an impatient look.
As soon as Long Bufan finished his words, the elder on the left looked at Long Bufan and asked solemnly, "There are more than ten thousand people in our tribe. Do you have the ability to cure all of our tribesmen from losing their minds after being berserk?"
The elder's words touched on the key point. With Long Bufan's strength, it would obviously be a lot more work to cure all the tribesmen of the tribe. He was not sure if Long Bufan could do it.
Long Bufan had already thought about this matter. If he were to deal with more than 10,000 Berserkers alone, he might not be able to handle it. However, Long Bufan smiled and replied confidently, "That can be done."
Hearing Long Bufan's affirmation, the elder's eyes were slightly shaken. His slightly hoarse voice was still a bit doubtful. "Can you really do it alone?!"
"Of course I can't do it alone." Long Bufan shook his head. Just as everyone showed a trace of disappointment, he suddenly said, "But I can teach you the treatment method. If everyone works together, the efficiency in all aspects will increase."
"This is a good idea!" Bo Xiong immediately straightened his back. If they could learn this treatment method, their future generations would no longer be afraid of losing their minds after going berserk.
Another Elder asked cautiously, "Then, if we ask you to help our tribesmen get rid of the symptoms of losing their minds after going berserk, what are your conditions?"
Long Bufan touched his nose and laughed in his heart, "It seems that this old man is not stupid. He knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."
"Honorable Elder, it's a bit strange to talk about conditions." Long Bufan looked around at the crowd and said with a pure and harmless smile, "I want to ask you a question first."
Bo Xiong looked at Long Bufan strangely, "Please go ahead."
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