Ark, Forced to Be the Spirit Behind Them

Although it looks kind of...ugly.

But after all, this is a primitive rainforest with limited conditions. Moreover, this was only made by Zumama and the high priest, one person and one bird, or even... Zumama alone. After all, after studying together these days, Lu Ling also discovered , the high priest almost paddled to encourage him.

Zumama excitedly held the engine and came to the back of the [Big Ugly], and the high priest sat in the cab habitually, ready to start at any time.

Lu Ling scanned the whole Big Chou with mental power, and the general structure appeared in Lu Ling's mind in the form of a three-dimensional map. Although it is simple, there are not many problems with the structure of many places.

Under the guidance of Lu Ling.

Zumama stuffed the engine into the body of [Big Ugly] and connected the various pipes together. Finally, after the last wave of debugging, Zumama took Lu Ling away and asked the high priest to drive alone. .

He gestured to the high priest.

The high priest also replaced the small round glasses in front of his eyes with dark glasses, looking very cool, and pressed the start button.

Accompanied by the roar from the rear engine room.

thump thump...

It sounded like the sound of a tractor starting.

Black mist was continuously discharged from the many huge exhaust pipes at the back of the big ugly.

The four-meter-high mecha did not explode as expected, but moved slowly.

"Success...success!!!"

Zumama couldn't believe her eyes.

In fact, she was already prepared to fail in her heart. After all, she had failed no less than fifty times over the years, and it didn't matter if she failed one more time.

When failure becomes the norm.

There tends to be some unaccustomed success.

Even under the excited yell of the high priest, the big clown started to run before his eyes.

Zumama still couldn't believe it.

Lu Ling patted Zumama on the shoulder.

"you succeeded.."

The back mountain is covered with all kinds of mechanical parts, and after so many days of sleepless nights, Lu Ling knows the efforts that the little girl Zumama has put in before. In fact, Lu Ling can probably guess that Zumama can basically do it without herself. Success, but, I accelerated the progress bar of this success.

"Thank you! My lord!!"

Zumama bowed deeply to Lu Ling very respectfully.

All these years of hard work have not been in vain! !

+5000

Lu Ling smiled slightly, and pocketed another five thousand wishes.

"This big clown is not the final form. We need to continue to optimize it together so that he can truly stand on this land!"

Zumama was stunned for a moment, and then an incomparable smile appeared on her face.

"kindness!!"

In the tribe not far away.

"Damn it!! What is Zumama doing again!! It's rumbling non-stop!!! It's not letting people sleep!!!"

Chapter 120: The Big Ugly Shows His Powers! !

the following few days.

Lu Ling did not return to the statue, and Lu Ling did not need to be present to accept the vows. Even though Lu Ling is far away in Colombia, as long as there are people in Sargon who believe in him, they can still receive the vows from Sargon continuously.

In preparation for the upcoming chief replacement ceremony.

Lu Ling and Zumama adjusted the control system and energy efficiency of the engine and the entire [Big Ugly] almost all night long. Lu Ling is fine. In fact, he does not need to sleep at all in his soul state, as long as his soul state is in good condition. , and Zumama is not very good as a flesh and blood body, but due to the racial characteristics of Phidia, Zumama can survive.

At least Zumama was in good spirits after three days without sleep.

If the "jumping kings" in my previous life had this outrageous physique one by one, it is estimated that the times will become more and more clumsy. On the surface, I am sleeping. , when I go to the toilet to take a shit, however, I have to turn on my phone and memorize dozens of words when I do it

in contrast.

It seems that the high priest who is a long-lived species is in a mess.

Sleeping on time and getting up on time, the first two days were still fluttering wings and flying non-stop, and then I didn't bother to move, and flew directly into the big ugly cab, waiting for Lu Ling and Zumama to give the order, and then started.

-- four days later --

[Anaconda Tribe] The Chief Challenge Ceremony every three or four years is about to be held. According to the original habit, the chief of any tribe is usually selected directly within the respective tribe, but now it is different.

After the apparition of the god in the temple.

The status of the temple suddenly rose to the highest point in everyone's heart, and even the weddings and funerals in the past half a month had to be held in the temple, hoping to be blessed under the watchful eyes of the gods, although these days Their gods are hanging out with Zumama and have no time to watch them...

Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, it sounded in the center of the square in front of the temple.

Residents of many other tribes also came to watch the excitement one by one.

Originally, only the residents of this tribe would care about the [Anaconda Tribe] chief election, but at this moment the scale is no less than that of the great chief, and even the great chief has come to join in the fun.

As the current chief of the [Anaconda Tribe], Arab also made preparations early.

He didn't sit in the chief's position enough. For this change of office, he entangled his party members early and prepared to work together to defeat everyone else. Although it sounds a bit shameful, the rules of duels are indeed irregular. La Forming factions is also counted as a skill, and being able to get enough helpers is also a skill.

The other challengers, Sheikh al-Arab, didn't care at all, but only one did.

Zumama...

This little girl was born with Phidia's unique fighting blood, and her own strength and physical fitness are outrageous. After all, he was a ruthless character who fought with that Gavial all afternoon. If it weren't for her, she seemed to have no idea about the chief election No matter how interested he is, whether it is his turn to be the chief is a problem.

Hope this little girl doesn't come...

If she doesn't come, I'm basically stable...

But...even if she comes.

There are more than a dozen brave Phadia strong men on my side. No matter how powerful she is, she should be no match for four hands with two fists.

The duel ceremony is about to begin.

All the challengers have basically arrived in front of the temple, and when Arab didn't see Zumama, he was relieved, the little girl really didn't come... It seems to be stable.

before the duel.

Everyone, including the great chief, knelt down in front of the statue, praying for the sight of the god to look at it.

then.

Under the yelling of the people who eat melons from other tribes.

The duel begins immediately.

Rather than calling it a duel, it's better to call it a melee. In the center of the huge temple square, a large group of people rushed up and started fighting. Many people couldn't even tell which were the challengers and which were the chief's entangled henchmen.

There are even some sharp-eyed ones who can spot it.

One or two of the chief's henchmen actually acted as the sixth child, paddling by the side, trying to take the opportunity to attack the chief. However, before they succeeded, they were punched to the ground by other challengers. The scene was very chaotic for a while, but the other tribes around The crowd watched with gusto.

A scuffle lasted for half an hour.

Finally, when the last challenger fell under the "siege of justice", Arab was completely relieved. It seems that he can continue to serve as the chief for another three years...

However...

at this time.

A slender figure walked out of the rainforest not far away.

The people in the square in front of the temple did not see it for the first time, but the melon-eaters from other tribes saw it, and exclaimed one by one, Zumama's reputation in other tribes is not small.

A bewildered man who loves to mess with iron lumps and also works as an extremely powerful freak.

She also came to compete for the position of chief? ! !

There was a good show.

eat melon eat melon~~

However, Arab's snake head, who thought he had the chance to win, changed his expression slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing more than a dozen helpers behind him...

"Zumama? Are you also going to challenge the position of the chief?"

Sheikh Arab shouted at the top of his voice.

And Zumama finally felt a little tired after staying up late for many days, her feet were a little puffy, and her condition didn't look good.

"However! Let me declare first!! Even if you beat me, don't let us admit how powerful your iron lump is really!!!"

"??"

The partisans next to the current chief blinked their snake eyes suspiciously at the moment, looking at their own chief.

how...

Why did you feel like you might lose before you even started fighting?

Although they think so too.

Zumama's strength is really... [-] million points stronger.

Although there are more than ten of them, but...

It's really possible that you can't beat it, although the probability of not being able to beat it is not high, only [-]%.

Zumama shook her head and said, "The purpose of my coming is also the same, Chief Arab."

"Everyone!"

Suddenly Zumama began to speak.

"Have you ever seen a mobile city-state?"

"What is that? Can it be eaten?"

The melon-eaters of other tribes around whispered to each other, they prefer to fight directly than this kind of 'speech'.

"We can't imagine the majesty of the mobile city-state if we stay in the rainforest all day. Such a big steel creation is even bigger than our entire Tiakau tribe."