Ark, Forced to Be the Spirit Behind Them

"Manpower always has a limit."

"So, I came here this time to witness my mechanical creation under the gaze of everyone!!"

Zumama waved her hand.

"Grandpa High Priest!!"

suddenly!

In the depths of the rainforest, the earth trembled.

The sound of silent footsteps and the friction and rolling of mechanical gears resounded throughout the temple. People from other tribes may not be clear, but people from the [Anaconda Tribe] are very clear. This sound comes from the back mountain all day long! !

Accompanied by the breaking and collapse of the outermost trees.

A large machine slowly came out of the rainforest.

At the back of this machine, many exhaust outlets are emitting black exhaust continuously. The roar of the engine drives the whole machine to sway up and down continuously. On the top of the machine, a big blue bird is wearing Wearing sunglasses, sitting in the driver's cab chicly, the bunch of wings are as flexible as human hands, constantly fiddle with various buttons in the driver's cab.

"!!!"

"Fuck!!"

"What the hell is this!!"

At this time, not only the Arab chief, but even the great chief stared wide-eyed. They have never left the rainforest in their lives, and have never been in contact with the civilization of the outside world, let alone machines. For them, the most advanced technology from the outside world The best commodities are sickles and hoes.

As for this kind of large-scale mechanical creation driven by an engine, let alone seeing it, I dare not even think about it. There is no such concept in my mind.

This contrast is like showing robots to ancient people.

Big ugly is not too big.

It's only over four meters long, and the armor shell on the surface is also very cheap. Even a source stone etching bullet can directly pierce the armor shell. The roar in the engine is like an old man. Breathing out, such a pile of dilapidated parts combined reminds Lu Ling of Mark One in the movie of his previous life. It looks dilapidated, but its functions are quite complete.

"Damn it, the iron lump is moving!!"

"Awesome, as expected of Zumama, Iron Pimple really made a name for her."

"I thought Zumama was smart since I was a child."

"I don't know if I can beat the chief? This iron lump... doesn't seem to be very smart..."

Most of the other tribal residents were full of curiosity about this iron lump, after all, they had never seen such a thing before.

"......"

"Grandpa High Priest!! Come on~~"

Zumama stood under the altar and yelled at the big clown who was about to come, and the high priest understood it, pushed the switch directly, and manipulated the big clown skillfully. Although he was just a bird, his wings were extremely flexible, fuck It's easy to make a big ugliness.

Boom! !

Accompanied by a roar.

As if the engine was about to explode, thick black smoke continued to spew out from the exhaust pipe.

And the big ugly also came directly in front of the chief.

The left arm of the machine was ejected with an astonishing speed, and it directly hit the chief with a fist. In an instant, the chief flew out like a cannonball and rolled for a long distance. On both sides, now the chief Seeing this, the party members didn't seem to have the intention to continue fighting, so they ran away quickly.

a time.

Only the big ugly and the chief who fell to the ground and was knocked unconscious by a hammer were left on the field.

"????"

There was silence all around.

Many residents did not speak, and seemed to be shocked by this scene. Although the chief of the [Anaconda Tribe] is not the strongest, it is absolutely impossible to be weak, but... this kind of strong man is actually such an iron bump. The hammer directly knocked him out. Although there was an element of a sneak attack that didn't talk about martial arts, but...

This is a duel without rules!

Sneak attack is not a foul.

and...

It seems that the chief didn't even carry a fist, which shows how strong this iron lump is.

Not far away, Zumama was talking to herself a little excitedly at the moment.

"Master God! Have you seen it? Our big ugly has succeeded!! Thanks to your help."

Lu Ling smiled and said, "I'm just a support, it's up to you in the end."

Zumama had a sweet expression at this time, and then waved her hand again, and gave other instructions: "Grandpa High Priest, shoot at the rainforest where there is no one there!!"

"?!"

Lu Ling: "Okay...bad words."

Then the high priest understood and manipulated the big ugly to turn, and the huge long black muzzle on his chest was aimed at the deserted rainforest.

The melon-eating people around didn't know what they wanted to do, and they all concentrated on it. As for the former chief lying on the ground... no one cares.

"fire!!"

Zumama snorted.

The high priest immediately raised his wings high and pressed a red button on the bridge.

Immediately!

The rattling sound of the mechanical shaft rolling came from the big ugly's body.

in full view.

next second.

Everyone only heard a loud bang, like thunder, and the ears of some villagers who were close to the big ugly buzzed non-stop.

A simple Originium bomb shot out from the muzzle.

And the place to the left of the big ugly target exploded with a bang.

In an instant, a small pit with a diameter of five meters appeared on the ground, and the trees in the rainforest on both sides also fell directly under the explosion, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

"Yeah? Crooked?"

After the first shot was fired, the muzzle in the middle of the big ugly seemed to be unable to withstand the high temperature fired and was completely scrapped..

After all, it was just a temporary patchwork product to catch up with the chief's challenge, and it needs to be modified and optimized in the future.

at the same time...

All the melon-eaters from other tribes stared wide-eyed, completely petrified in place.

Holy shit! !

miracle! ! !

For the primitive tribes who are extremely primitive, popular with axes cutting each other, and who is more powerful than anyone else, this level of explosion is no different from miracles for them. Let me ask, no matter how powerful they are, who has the ability to fight on the ground? The fist made a five-meter pit...

No one has a knack for it.

Even the former chief who was previously recognized as the strongest did not have this ability.

For the villagers of primitive tribes who worship power, at this moment, after feeling the power of the big ugly at close range, their eyes have completely changed. How curious they were before, now they are so longing.

moment.

Everyone in front of the entire temple erupted in cheers. As for the former chief who was lying on the ground and still in a coma state, he had been thrown on other ground at random. After all, after the defeat, he was no longer a chief, but an ordinary villager. The current chief is Zumama!

"Believe it or not!! Since I was a child, I thought Zumama was smart! He is a material for reading!!"

"Fighting? What are you fighting for? Are you as good at reading as you fight?!"

"Wouldn't it be easy to mine ore with this thing in the future!!"

"Chief Zumama give us one too!!"

Chapter 120 Study hard now and sleep soundly in the future

Lu Ling could only say.

This is indeed a primitive tribe where martial arts are prevalent. Here, whoever fights well will be awesome, no matter what method they use, they worship power extremely.

After the villagers of the major tribes saw the big ugliness.

One by one excitedly circled the big ugly three times inside and outside three times, discussing in whispers.

"It's a bit miraculous that this iron bump can move. Could it be that someone is moving under the iron sheet?"

"Wow!! This big black and thick pipe!! What just shot out of it? It actually blasted such a big hole in the ground all at once."

Not only ordinary villagers, but even many chiefs also came forward.

Only the great chief, in order to maintain his majesty and solemnity, even though he was extremely curious in his heart, still held back from watching.

As for the original chief of the [Anaconda Tribe].

After being thrown aside, no one cares about it.

Zumama successfully became the chief. The most popular rituals in modern civilization are not popular among this primitive tribe. What they pay attention to is straightforward, let alone becoming a chief. You're on the bench, there's no ceremony at all, and even getting married is straightforward.

I have a crush on you, let's get married.

basic.

Meet today, see each other tomorrow morning, exercise in the afternoon, and get married in the evening. The efficiency is so fast.

What is the Tiacau Tribe? The Tiacau Tribe (back)

When Zumama asked the high priest to make a big ugly back to the back mountain, almost all the villagers of [Anaconda Tribe] were already lining up to welcome them, and even some villagers who were still shouting yesterday, Zumama is messing with something, are now saying .

Chief Zumama is doing a good job, I can see that he is talented!

Even many people in the tribe are already wondering whether Zumama will also participate in the Great Chief Changing Ceremony in a year or two. With the strength shown today, wouldn't Zumama also be able to become the Great Chief?

After greeting a wave of villagers, Zumama sat on the shoulder of the big ugly, and the high priest drove it back to the back mountain.

Although it is generally normal, there are still a lot of problems exposed, and subsequent continuous optimization will do.

After all, Zumama's purpose of creating a big ugliness was not to make herself a chief. Even without a big ugliness, with Zumama's strength, being a chief or even a great chief is almost at her fingertips, but this is not what she wants.

Lu Ling floated out of Zumama's body, looked around the big ugly, and murmured.