"Dear angel, is it really okay for me to go back like this?"

This Indian boy named Crocodile still has pimples all over his face and body at this moment.Although it has improved a lot, it still looks scary.

Li Cixin, who was walking in front of him, said through brain wave information:

"What are you worried about? I'm here. Also, don't call me an angel."

"Then what's my name?"

Li Cixin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at this kid, his mind was running for a while, and he took a breath:

"Call it whatever you like."

After the exchange, Li Cixin walked quickly towards the tribal altar, and the young man had no choice but to follow along with his head bowed.

On the way, Li Cixin asked while walking slowly:

"Before you were discarded, how many times did your tribe perform human sacrifices?"

Faced with this problem, this Indian boy intuitively felt that the "angel" in front of him disliked human sacrifices, so he explained in a low voice:

"Actually, since the chief priest of our tribe succeeded, he has never performed human sacrifices, and generally uses wild animals as sacrifices.

Our tribe used to live on the plains further east.Later, a group of white-skinned outsiders invaded our land.They rode animals bigger than deer and carried fire-breathing sticks that we couldn't resist.

Many clansmen died before we finally escaped here. "

After listening to the other party's words, Li Cixin stopped in his tracks, and with his small black eyes, he said doubtfully:

"You didn't tame the horse?"

"Horse? Is that the huge monster they're sitting on?"

No wonder Li Cixin was surprised. He remembered that the true origin of the horse, a species of odd-toed ungulate, was North America.

Later, due to climate change, the sea level dropped, and the horse species came to Asia along with the continental shelf exposed by the Bering Strait, and then spread to the whole world.

However, in North America, where it originated, horses became extinct for unknown reasons!Some people say that the ancestors of the Indians became extinct, while others say that other herbivores competed for extinction.

"There are too few people in our tribe, so we don't know how to tame that monster, but it seems that several big tribes near us have caught it."

The boy added.

"Oh." Li Cixin understood that this group of Indians was indeed a small tribe.

Although there are no horses in North America, European colonists brought horses here in the early days.

For some reason, some horses were exiled in the wild, and like other invasive species, they quickly became wild and bred, forming a wild horse population in the wilderness of the Americas.

The Indian tribe who was rubbed on the ground by the white cavalry took aim at this special animal.As a result, many Indian tribes followed suit, captured wild horses for domestication, and formed their own cavalry.

It is precisely this way that some Indians have the power to resist the whites.

Unexpectedly, this tribe has not yet reached the point of training horses.

Thinking about it, one bear and one person have already caught a glimpse of the sacrificial high platform not far away.

At this time, all the people in the tribe gathered together, about [-] or [-] people, all holding torches, raising their arms and shouting.

The old priest wore a feather crown on his head, strange lines painted on his face, and various animal teeth and claws hanging on his chest.

Although he was on crutches and faltering, he walked firmly step by step.

Not long after, he boarded the high platform.

Turning around and raising his hand, everyone in the audience was quiet.

His cloudy eyes glanced at the members of the tribe, his face covered with grooves was rigid and unruffled, and he looked extremely serious. After a trombone, he began to dance a rhythmic sacrificial dance.

Maybe it was because he was getting old, Li Cixin saw from a distance that the high priest was crumbling on the high platform.

However, he still persevered the whole time.

Finally, he closed his eyes and recited the sacrificial words silently.

Li Cixin didn't hear clearly what the other party was reading, he only knew that the sacrificial words were read very quickly and contained some tricks.Noticing the strangeness of the young man behind him, he glanced back and said:

"What? You want to go there."

The boy shook his head: "No, they will drive me away."

Li Cixin: "Then you just stay behind me obediently."

While they were talking, the crowd parted, and several men escorted a girl over and knelt down under the altar.

The girl looked embarrassed, with her hair hanging down and covering her face, so she couldn't see her specific face clearly.All the clothes on his body were stripped off, and the skin exposed to the air was roughly painted with blue mineral paint.Not long after, the whole person turned into a blue humanoid doll.

She is the living sacrifice this time.

Just when the man lifted her hair and was about to paint the rest of the paint on her face, the crocodile behind Li Cixin suddenly shouted loudly:

"Sister!" Then he ran out quickly.

This voice drew everyone's attention here. After seeing the crocodile, everyone showed expressions of horror.

"How is it possible? How is he still alive?"

"The crocodile abandoned by the sun god is still alive."

"He must be the devil, coming for revenge!"

The appearance of the crocodile disrupted the originally orderly sacrifice.Everyone made way for him as if avoiding a scourge.

His relatives were right in front of him, the crocodile rushed forward and hugged his elder sister, then frantically picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her.

"Crocodile! Are you alive?"

The two siblings hugged each other and wept.

The great priest on the altar stared straight at the two siblings, and said to himself:

"How is it possible? A person who was abandoned by the gods can still survive..."

"Crocodile, are you dead or alive now?" an adult man summoned up his courage and asked.

"Of course I'm alive!" Crocodile let go of his sister, stood up and showed his existence to everyone.

The acne on his body has basically shown a good state.

But some people still don't believe it, after all, this inexplicable disease is too scary.

"I don't believe it. He must have been sent by the devil. He wants to disrupt our sacrifice to pray for peace." Another adult man said loudly.

"Wait a moment!"

It was the high priest who spoke. He leaned on crutches and tremblingly walked down from the altar.

At this moment, his cloudy eyes came out, and he looked at the crocodile in disbelief, and asked:

"Son, how did you survive?"

Crocodile: "It was the angel who saved me."

"Angel, where is it?" The high priest's eyes widened, his expression could not conceal the joy. If someone hadn't stopped him, he would probably rush up to hug the crocodile and ask.

"Hey, it's right there... Hey, where's Angel?"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the crocodile, only seeing the lush forest, but no angel.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just when everyone was disappointed, a voice sounded in their minds.

"Look at the altar!"

On the altar, a strange body appeared out of thin air.

It was a huge raccoon, the size of an adult black bear, and what was even more strange was that it had a pair of large white wings.

The space was silent for a few seconds,

Afterwards, exclamations from the crowd came one after another.

The old priest looked at Li Cixin and said:

"Really, are you really the angel sent by the Sun God to save us?"

"Yes!"

After getting an affirmative answer, the priest burst into tears.

While crying, he excitedly dispatched the people around him:

"Quick, quickly rearrange this sacrifice and present it to Lord Angel!"

"Hey... what are you doing?" Li Cixin stopped the old priest from raising the butcher's knife again.

The priest looked at Li Cixin blankly, and said:

"Didn't it be that we sacrificed a girl last time, and the angel came to help us?

Since I was a priest, I have not sacrificed a maiden, so the sun god is angry with me, so he sent a white demon to punish my tribe.

I will sacrifice another girl now, so that the Sun God will help us drive away the white-skinned demon completely. "

The logic of this old priest really frightened Li Cixin.

He hurriedly stopped him: "No, no! There is no shortage of people on the side of the Sun God, and the old man asked me to bring you a message. There is no need to plug people, and there will be no room! You will get angry if you send him off again. "

"Okay, okay, obey the orders of the angel. I didn't want to use people to sacrifice."

Seeing the two strong men let go of the girl, Li Cixin flapped his wings twice, and the huge air current shook the surrounding torches.

Li Cixin continued:

"Today, I'm here to tell you how to get rid of this disease. As long as you do what I say, you can get rid of the entanglement of the disease."

The old priest was so surprised that his whole body trembled.

"Master Angel please teach me!"

Li Cixin: "This disease is called smallpox, and it was brought over by those white people from the Old World! As for why they didn't get the disease, it's because they have been vaccinated."

Priest: "What is a vaccine, and where can we get the vaccine in your mouth."

Li Cixin pointed to the crocodile in the center of the crowd and said:

"The key to the vaccine is in him."

The eyes of the people present all focused on the crocodile, making the crocodile feel uncomfortable, and looked at himself up and down, and there was nothing unusual.

Li Cixin: "His smallpox is basically healed now, and his unhealed acne contains vaccines that you can vaccinate."

The old priest: "Please the angels teach us!"

Everyone in the audience knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison with him.

"Get up, and I'll tell you what to do. You just need to touch the pus from his pimples to your own blood, and you will be able to develop resistance to this disease. But..." Li Cixin paused and continued explain:

"However, this method of vaccination only has an 80% success rate, and if it fails, it will get sick and die."

The old priest: "Master Angel, what is an 80% success rate?"

Li Cixin: "Out of ten people, about eight will survive. And the elderly and children are more likely to get sick."

"Eight out of ten people can survive? Enough, enough!" Hearing this probability, the old priest said contentedly.He took the lead in asking Li Cixin:

"Master Angel, let me be the first to try!"

The old priest wanted to set an example by setting an example, so Li Cixin agreed to him.

Everyone watched the inoculation process. The old priest sat down and placed his arm on the stone. Li Cixin first used a small blade to draw a cross wound on the priest's hand, and then used a small wooden stick to pierce the wound on the crocodile's arm. Acne, which successfully inoculates the wound with pus.

Until the next afternoon, the old priest was safe and sound.This first success greatly encouraged others, and within a day, everyone successfully completed the vaccination.

The crocodile suffered a bit, but fortunately, there were not many people in their tribe.

In the next few days, although the vaccination was very successful, several people did not survive and died of infection.

After solving this problem, Li Cixin told them that if they had the chance, they must hand over this method to other tribes, and they must quickly tame the wild horses in the field, so as to have the power to fight against the whites.

Li Cixin didn't stay here for a few days before continuing to fly east.

A day later, he successfully crossed the Great Plains and came to the territory of the beautiful country.

At this time, this place still belongs to the first thirteen states of the beautiful country, which is their basic base.

There are still almost half a century before the beautiful civil war, and now the south is basically a plantation economy.

Along the way, Li Cixin saw many cotton fields and black slaves working in them.

When passing a manor, Li Cixin found that several people were standing together, using the lure method to catch passenger pigeons.

A live passenger pigeon was captured, blindfolded, and led by a rope.Not far away, a huge net is quietly waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

Passenger pigeons were densely piled up on the carriage beside it.Because they were caught with nets, they are basically still alive.

Thousands of passenger pigeons are crowded together, if they are not crushed to death, they will be overheated to death due to the high body temperature of the birds.

Just when the passenger pigeon used as bait screamed loudly.

Suddenly the rope broke, and the blindfold of the passenger pigeon fell down, which confused the people on the ground.

What was even more strange was that with a sharp sound, the group of passenger pigeons that were originally flying this way all changed their routes and fled in all directions.

Several white men covered their ears and looked at each other.Feeling something was wrong, he had no choice but to give up hunting, and drove the carriage to the distant city.

The invisible Li Cixin drifted away with the carriage like a ghost.

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