I Really Didn't Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Chapter 241 Fusion

In full view, Chen Ling did not dare to wake François and Liu Ya again.

With all eyes in sight, Chen Ling did not dare to act rashly.

There are too many people around the empty space, and even if Chen Ling activates his skills, he can’t knock them all down at once.

Moreover, Chen Ling believes that the vision and hearing given to him by the system seem to be suppressed, and the range of sight and hearing is weaker than before.

Otherwise, Chen Ling should be able to see this large group of strangely dressed blacks in advance.

Chen Ling had no choice but to continue acting bewildered, standing still on the spot.

The people around the open space said nothing. When they saw the guns being thrown on the ground, they circled the clearing like a herd of cows, everyone’s lips moved slightly, and they didn’t know what they were muttering.

Chen Ling didn’t understand a single sentence, but he believed that this was another ceremony.

People from all around continued to gather and join the circle. From a high altitude, it looked like a black tire spinning slowly.

“Wow–wow–” the crowd suddenly roared neatly, resounding through the woods.

After that, people stopped turning, stood up straight, stamped on the ground with various weapons in their hands, making a muffled sound, and the raised dust slowly drifted into the sky.

Chen Ling felt a wave of vellus falling from the sky again, falling on the bare skin, and itching slightly.

A few hairs drifted into Chen Ling’s nostrils. Chen Ling felt that he was about to sneeze. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue to distract his body and break down the desire to sneeze.

There must be something wrong with this huge baobab tree! Chen Ling guessed.

People beat the ground for a while, and finally stopped. A black man with tassels walked out of the crowd.

His face was painted with an unknown pattern with white paint, he wore a few clinking rings on his arms, and the thin tassels on his chest and back flicked back and forth, like a batch of yaks on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Walking slowly.

“Mu–Koo–” The strange man walked under the baobab tree, raised his arm and shouted.

The surrounding crowd immediately yelled “Mu—Koo—”.

The strange man shouted: “Lin——Gai——Er——”

Everyone shouted: “Lin——Gai——Er——”

Then the weirdo repeated one side and another side. It’s just that each time is shorter than the previous one, and after ten times, it becomes a rhythmic “Mu-Gua! Lingaier!”.

Chen Ling guessed that the Lingaier they were shouting should be a certain woman, but he didn’t know what Mugua meant.

The appearance of another group of people attracted Chen Ling’s attention.

Thousands of forbearance, just for this group of people!

Bill, as well as several prospecting teammates who went to the game together, finally appeared! There were also foreigners with different skin colors.

Chen Ling could tell at a glance that they were also bewildered.

It was the fat policeman Anthony who took the lead!

He swaggered ahead, and Bill and others followed him obediently, like a marionette.

Anthony led the person under the baobab tree, handed one of the items in his hand to the yak-like weird, and then triumphantly, like a hero, waved to the surrounding crowd.

The people around gave him a warm response.

Then, another group of people appeared. Chen Ling only knew the person who took the lead.

This person is the owner of the restaurant in Bambe City. He didn’t know where to abduct a group of people, also foreigners of different skin colors, and they were taken to the center of the venue.

The restaurant owner also gave an item in his hand to the yak monster.

François’ tall figure stood out from the crowd and was spotted by the restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner showed anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth and cursed, but did not dare to do anything.

Chen Ling guessed he was worried about waking François.

The restaurant owner naturally saw Chen Ling’s oriental face, but he was not angry, but smiled instead.

Fat policeman Anthony motioned for the crowd to calm down, and then began to speak loudly.

He said a few words, and the crowd would cheer. Obviously he was talking about something that is worthy of the crowd’s delight.

After Anthony finished speaking, he exited the open space with the restaurant owner and entered the crowd.

Ding dong ding dong, the yak stranger moved.

He had an extra shiny long stick in his hand, squeezing on the ground, like an eighty old lady, walking slowly around the baobab tree.

This baobab tree is so huge that it takes about two minutes for the yak monsters to slowly circle a group.

He walked around slowly, and the people around him began to shout rhythmically.

This time the cry was lower and stronger, and resounded through the woods again.

While shouting, people slowly bend one leg until they knelt on the ground on one knee.

There seemed to be some mysterious connection. As soon as the surrounding crowd knelt down, no matter whether they were standing or sitting in the open space, they all knelt down.

Chen Ling was startled, and quickly knelt down on one knee.

This kneeling didn’t matter, Chen Ling only felt that the swish air-conditioning in his mind that was caused by the activation of the system rushed out of the Tian Ling Gai and rushed into the sky.

The air conditioner ran away, and Chen Ling’s listening and seeing were no longer clear, only the system panel was still flashing as before.

As if falling into the mist, Chen Ling felt confused and boundless all around.

The towering trees are gone, the people who shouted are gone, the yak weird are gone, François, Bill and others are gone.

Chen Ling wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn’t move at all, only his head could move freely.

What I heard was a low-frequency buzzing sound, occasionally mixed with a sizzling sound like an electric current, which made Chen Ling feel as if he had entered the space-time tunnel in a science fiction movie.

Can’t hear clearly, can’t see clearly, as if time has frozen.

When Chen Ling fell into his own little world, the yak monster who was walking around the baobab tree paused. He looked at Chen Ling suspiciously, and saw Chen Ling kneeling on the ground like the others, but he didn’t lower his head like the others.

The yak weird closed his eyes and felt it carefully, that the trace of throbbing in his heart just now disappeared.

He looked at the people around him, but found nothing unusual, so he continued to circle.

According to the practice that has been circulating, he has to go around until he thinks he can sit under the sign of Lingel.

Only in this way will he gain the power of “Lingale”.

The restaurant owner was in the crowd, eagerly watching everything under the bread tree. He noticed the pause of the yak monster, he also noticed that he looked at Chen Ling, and he also noticed Chen Ling’s raised head.

Except for a small fork at the Bambe Hotel, everything is under control. This time, under the arrangement and leadership of the royal family, more than one hundred racers or athletes who came to participate in the Dakar Rally were surrounded without a single shot.

The Oriental is not counted. He is here to repair the railway and has no interest in rallying. He shouldn’t have been caught.

Orientals, why do you want to go after it? Our Mrs. Volo captured so many people, not to kill and set fire, but to get back a little bit of what we once had, and let this so-called brave game disappear.

The royal family mobilized Lingaier’s power, making this action much simpler. As long as this ceremony is completed, the royal family can gain more power from Lingai, and they can certainly achieve their goals in one fell swoop.

By then, my business in Bambe can be expanded several times!

Until then, I will also build a railway!