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Chapter 306: Carnival


The carnival lasted for three days and three nights, and the entire grassland was filled with excitement about the arrival of the new leader.

People sang, danced, and vented their excess energy.

Strong wine, delicacies, and the endless abundance that fills the prairie.

There were no Zerg and no enemies, when all the defenses of the grassland were taken over by their former enemies, the Zerg, in these three days.

Everyone had to believe that this was a miracle, a miracle brought by the new leader.

He not only tamed the peak Zerg, but also controlled its entire army.

The new leader's throne has also been confirmed.

The peak leader of the Ten Marks, although not high in level, is actually a living giant insect.

At first, people were frightened.

After all, the terror of the Zerg has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

But looking at Fan standing on top of the giant insect, taking the crown handed from Chi's hands with both hands, the giant insect crawled to show its loyalty, and finally a curious and innocent child couldn't help but touch it.

After the first time, there will naturally be more times.

So countless people surrounded the giant insect to touch this terrifying war beast with their own hands.

However, under the command of Van, Boraher was as docile as a sheep, motionless and allowed the crowd to touch it.

When this scene violently impacted everyone's cognition, even the most cautious veterans couldn't help but put down their weapons and join in the tribe's carnival.

Any doubts and uneasiness they had about the new leader disappeared under the almost miraculous effect.

Continuous hangovers made Fan's brain almost shut down.

He couldn't bear to refuse the spirits offered by the enthusiastic tribesmen.

Just like once, there was a second time.

More and more people flocked to pay tribute and observe this up close.

The "strange" leader who performed miracles.

Even more enthusiastic were the girls in the tribe, especially when Art, who had drunk too much, said that Van didn't have a lover yet, the girls in the tribe went crazy like a pot.

There is no need to say much about Fan's appearance.

Although he has never cared about it, sometimes he doesn't care about appearance.

The enthusiastic girls almost surrounded Fan.

He also had to accept the wine glasses one by one, otherwise he would be complained by others.

And he finally felt the enthusiasm and wildness of the tribesmen.

The most indispensable thing for prairie people is strong alcohol, which is a good medicine when injured and a medicine for indulgence.

Prairie spirits are not a precious thing, and wine made from animal rye is not delicious, but it is strong and has sufficient portion.

The bold tribesmen always drink it in big bowls.

Drink hard liquor.

Van didn't know how much he drank.

I can't remember what I said, let alone what he did, but it seems vaguely that his lips once touched the softness of the other half.

But who cares, it must be all an illusion.

For the past three days, his life has been to drink, sleep, sleep, and drink.

Even with his evolved body, he couldn't resist such crazy torture.

But fortunately, there are many people who can't stand the brilliance.

When Chi, who takes the title of Wine Barrel, is defeated by Fan in a one-on-one battle under the cheers of the crowd, everyone's eyes change when they look at him.

You must know that with Chi Before drinking together.

He didn't know how much he drank.

After this battle, no one dared to have a drink with Fan anymore, and even looked at him with faintly hairy eyes.

Chi's drinking capacity is so terrifying that he is known as the best person in the grassland.

But even he has been defeated.

Who dares to find "trouble" with Fan?

So when the carnival progressed to the evening of the third day, Fan was lying alone on Borah's head, looking at the carnival crowd with some loneliness.

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Everyone was deliberately avoiding him.

After all, no one wanted to drink with you forever.

No one is drinking wine.

So he couldn't help but sigh, "So this is the feeling of peak loneliness."

As if to cater to his sigh, Bolaher's jointed limbs lay limply on the ground, letting out a roaring belch.

Can't even stand up.

This was the first time it drank human spirits, but it seemed that the Zerg's alcohol capacity was not very good, but a few naughty kids brought a few large barrels and made it drunk.

"Lonely, lonely."

Youyou breathed out the breath of alcohol, and Fan put his hands behind his head.

He half-squinted his eyes as the setting sun slowly set.

Tomorrow will come soon, and the carnival will eventually end.

His destiny and his future will also open a new chapter, a chapter completely different from the past.

"Hey, don't you think the boss has changed?"

Mandala and At were sitting on Borahela's huge limbs.

"It's changed.

He couldn't drink from me before."

Mandala looked drunk, hugging the thick joints next to her as if hugging her lover.

In a moment, she was completely drunk and unconscious.

Art grinned, luckily drinking less than the others because of his injury.

Looking up at Fan who was sleeping drowsily under the setting sun, Art took a big sip of wine and said, "It has indeed changed.

You are more smiling than before, boss."

The next day, after the carnival ended, the grassland finally returned to normal order.

The Zerg guards were replaced by soldiers, and the soldiers in each department also regained their spirits.

At this time, the minaret throne, the leaders of the five major departments and Atmantra were sitting in the meeting hall, waiting for Brahman's arrival.

Compared with when Chang Luo was the leader, the atmosphere in the meeting hall now is a bit strange.

Bola Hera, who was lying on the ground, was waiting for its owner quietly.

Its blood-red one eye glanced at the leaders of various tribes sitting on their respective thrones from time to time.

Those dead insects were all members of its own race.

Even if they have accepted the existence of giant insects, when Fan is not around, the leaders of various tribes will inevitably feel a little nervous, especially Chi.

He is a person who has personally experienced the strength of Bolaher, so when his vision and giant He couldn't help but his eyelids twitching when their insect-blood-red pupils looked at each other inadvertently.

Without the influence of alcohol, the real world is still full of dangers.

"Uncle Chi, you are scared."

Mandala saw Chi's behavior and couldn't help but chuckle.

Sitting upright, Chi Lao coughed with a red face.

Fortunately, his hair and beard were already red, so it wasn't very obvious.

"You little girl, what do you know about this?

I call it nip in the bud."

"Really?

I can't see it.

Are you blushing?"

"You stinky girl, you want to change things as soon as the big leader leaves, right?

Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because of your relationship with the new leader."

"Why did the big leader just leave?

I only know that our current big leader is still resting."

Mandala said in a long voice, "The current big leader's name is Fan, not Luo."

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"Huh, I'm too lazy to be like you juniors."

Chi couldn't help but turned his head away.

However, as soon as he turned his face, he saw Art on the other side snickering, and he suddenly became angry.

"You brat has lied to us for so long.

It turns out that you and Ben have been pretending to be calm.

Why do you get so nervous every time you go with this girl?

It’s the real you” Three days of partying.

Let the real Art be vividly displayed in front of everyone, and then they suddenly realized that not only his name was disguised, but also his personality.

"Uncle Chi, it's not my fault.

The old leader probably knew about me a long time ago.

Since he didn't point it out, I would be embarrassed to say anything."

"But you're going too far, kid.

Can't you tell me the truth?"

Shun on the side couldn't sit still.

He believed that he had the best relationship with Art.

Before Art could answer, Sartre on the other side couldn't help it anymore, "You have such an uncontrollable mouth.

Art told you the day before, and the whole tribe will probably know about it the next day."

"Okay, you damn dwarf, it's reliable to tell you, right?"

"It's a shame that we recommended this guy to be the new leader before.

I didn't expect that he has been lying to us."

Chi Qi said with a snort.

"But I seem to have heard that Uncle Chi was very opposed to the current leader."

Mandala looked like he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"Fan is this boy."

Chi Gang wanted to belittle Fan in order to defend himself.

At this moment, Boraher, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shook his body.

Just this simple shake, it felt like the earth was shaking.

Chi, who was about to speak, immediately closed his mouth and his movements froze in mid-air.

But after a moment, the giant insect lay down softly again, as if it was just an inadvertent movement.

But there was clearly a hint of almost human cunning and teasing in its twinkling single eye.

Mandala couldn't help but chuckle again, "I'm talking about Uncle Chi.

You can't beat the leader's subordinates, and you can't drink him.

I really don't know why you were opposed to him being the leader before." " Mandala's words made Baltu and Lance, who had been silent on the side, burst into laughter.

They still remembered it clearly.

Chi, who was always known for his wine barrels during the carnival yesterday, looked embarrassed when he fell unconscious into the wine barrel after taking the initiative to provoke Fan.

As the person involved, Chi was even more blushing.

Even his red complexion could not save him this time.

"Hey, everyone is here."

With gentle steps, Fan, who was belatedly arriving, finally arrived at the meeting hall, just in time to give Chi a step up.

He glanced at the sun hanging high above his head.

He smiled sheepishly.

The hangover for three consecutive days made him even late.

"Something seems to have happened here just now."

As he walked through the meeting hall, Fan clearly heard laughter.

"No, no."

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Chi waved his hands, "It's getting late, Chief.

We have to rush back to the tribe early after the report."

Monk Zhang Er was confused, and Fan had no choice but to sit down.

It is indeed true that wine can promote emotions between people.

The three-day carnival has greatly brought the relationship between Fan and everyone closer.

Especially after drinking Chi, everyone changed their view of him. .

The previous unhappiness has long since disappeared, but then again, if Fan was Chi, his first thought would be to refuse a person of unknown origin from taking the position of leader.

Sitting on the back of the giant insect, Bolaher was extremely quiet at this time.

It had been completely tamed by Brahman.

Under the power of the legendary origin, it could only surrender.

In fact, this meeting had no content at all.

It was just an interview with the new leader after he ascended the throne as usual.

The main leaders of each department, Fan, had already met all of them during the carnival.

In addition, there had been no insect infestation in the border areas recently, so this meeting seemed to have no real content.

So when the routine official report was completed, everyone fell into a strange silence.

"There is something I want to tell you."

Fan suddenly said at this time.

Everyone couldn't help but concentrate.

"I'm leaving the tribe for a while."

"Well, this is against the rules, chief, you have just succeeded to the throne," Old Baltu said slowly.

"It doesn't matter, I have to go to the White Clothes Temple and I'll be back soon."

Everyone in the "White Holy Church" couldn't help but look at each other, "What are you going to do there?"

"My father has left.

No matter what, I should let my mother know."

Fan said calmly.

"Oh what?"

Everyone nodded first, then suddenly woke up "You mean your mother in the White Clothes Holy Church"

"Forgot, you don't know this yet.

The founder of the White Holy Cathedral is the current Oracle Lin.

She is actually my mother, my father's wife."

Fan said calmly, but he didn't know this.

The impact of the news on everyone.

"This, this, this, this" Everyone didn't know how to express themselves.

There were currently two major organizations that were separated from the jurisdiction of the Peak Council.

One was established by Fan's father, and the other was his mother.

Then his identity would be too scary.

It’s no wonder that he can reach the top at such a young age However, when Luo was the chief, there was no hostility between the Yuanzu tribe and the White Holy Church.

But there is no intersection, so what's going on?

Brahma naturally would not explain his family affairs to others, so he did not explain when faced with people's questions.

"I will be away for about half a month, and when I come back, I hope you have assembled some elite troops."

"Prepare troops to attack wherever you want."

He couldn't help but use the honorific.

"Angel of Death."

Fan said word by word.

Everyone immediately looked at each other, some frowning, some thinking deeply.

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Fan naturally understood what they were thinking.

This line of work must be full of dangers.

Just crossing the wilderness would cost many lives.

"Don't worry.

I will let Bolaher send his men to cover us through the wilderness, and you don't have to worry about the Zerg attacking us.

If they dare, I will let them become the second Bolaher."

Fan's tone was light, But that vague domineering power has already been revealed.

"In this case, it seems that on our route, we must first pass through Yama."

The calm Lance was already thinking about the possibility of an advance plan.

After all, this matter had been planned for many years when Luo was still the chief, but the cost of traveling through the wilderness was too high.

The emerging distant ancestor tribes are not yet able to bear it.

"Then let's travel through Yama.

It just so happens that some things from that year will be cleared up at the same time."

When mentioning Yama.

There was murderous intent in Fan's eyes, and there was no hint of putting his opponent in his eyes in his tone.

He doesn't need to do this now, he is no longer what he used to be.

"Then there is one last item, if someone from the Summit Council intervenes," Baltu said slowly.

"Don't worry, I will make sure they never come back."

Fan snorted, expressing his hatred for the Peak Council.

He is extremely vigorous.

Now that Fandu said this, everyone had nothing to say, but for some reason, they were still worried.

The two major organizations were fine.

Even if they had hidden peak experts, they would naturally not be able to compete with the Ancestral Tribe. , but if they really raise their troops to attack, they will definitely encounter strong men from the Peak Council.

Although Fan's strength is obvious to all, the opponent is the Peak Council after all.

In Luo's absence, they will inevitably have doubts.

"I know what you are worried about.

Don't forget that we have not only the warriors of the tribe, but also it."

Fan patted Boraher under him, "A huge swarm of insects."

"I will take it with me when I go to the White Temple this time.

If we are lucky, maybe we can get a few more troops."

Only then did everyone realize that if Brahma could really control the Insects and peak giant Insects like Boraher, with the first one, there would naturally be the second and third ones.

Suddenly, they finally understood why Luo would be so confident in handing over the tribe to Fan's hands.

His strength was important, but more importantly, his terrifying ability.

If he can control the Zerg and cooperate with human forces, who else can stop him on this desolate land?

"Whoever can lead the troops to defeat Yama first, I promise to give him half of Yama's territory first, and then the rest will continue to distribute.

Although I know that you are not keen on power, but think about your tribe, you It can make their lives better.”

Fan's words made everyone immediately fall into deep thought.

Indeed, they are not keen on power, but they hope that their people can live a better life.

The grassland is indeed fertile, but in reality, the nomadic life is too much.

Wandering, they long for stability, which is also the desire of all tribal people.

So finally, they looked at each other and made a decision together.

"Half a month, you only have half a month."

After receiving the order, the five leaders immediately left the meeting hall.

Since Fan had promised, they all wanted to be the first person.

"Boss, what about us?"

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Art asked after the others left.

"You guys should recharge your batteries.

After defeating Yama, the Angel of Death will be your highlight."

With a curl of his lips, Fan smiled faintly.

In his world view, Yama was already within his grasp.

Art stared blankly at Fan's back, recalling his domineering words.

Even when Luo was the leader, he had never been so confident in taking over an organization like him, as casually as if he was picking things out of a bag.

Precisely because he is Brahman, Art knows that he never takes aim without aim, so he is even more shocked.

How powerful is this to be able to ignore the peak council?

Could it be that after taking down Borah, Van became stronger again?

And while he was concentrating on thinking, Mandala suddenly heard a sharp scream, "Fan, you bastard, just wait for me, I will make you look good sooner or later."

"What's going on?"

Art rushed forward in a hurry.

"It has nothing to do with you, get out of here."

Mandala pushed Art away angrily, turned around and left.

"What's wrong, boss?"

Art's anger when he saw Mandala didn't seem to be fake.

Fan rubbed his forehead helplessly, "She asked me if what I said to her that day still counted.

I said I didn't remember, and then she did it."

"Ah, what exactly did you promise her?"

"I really don't remember, I drank so much that day."

Fan smiled bitterly.

"Asshole, you better not remember" Mandala's shrill roar was still vaguely nearby.

And Art suddenly glanced at Fan mysteriously, and deliberately lengthened his voice with a clear look.

"Boss, there's nothing I can do about this."

"What" Fan didn't understand.

"You know it yourself

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