It was already almost evening after the craniotomy.

After chatting for more than an hour, when Renn walked out of the bamboo house where the Great Witch Sacrifice Mafa was the sky was already dark.

But as soon as he walked to the entrance of the bamboo building, he was shocked.

There were dark heads in front of them, and the savages stared at him with big eyes. The brown skin color merged into the darkness, but the whites of their eyes were like light bulbs.

He smiled again and brushed his teeth together with bright white teeth.

"What's going on?"

Before Lei could wake up from his confusion, he saw a bonfire suddenly lit up not far away. Then the group of barbarian warriors in front of him knelt on one knee, clenched their fists with their right hand and whipped their chests: "The Coleman warriors extended their most sincere greetings to their friends who came from afar..."

"friend!"

"friend!"

"friend!"

“…”

Someone started to open his head, and there were waves behind him, and thousands of people cheered.

These guys were full of energy and loud voices. They shouted like the sound of a mountain torrent coming, which made the bamboo building tremble, which was particularly shocking in this night.

"Thank you for saving High Priest Hela, your kindness and generosity, and gaining the friendship of our Colemans!"

"You are our eternal friend of the Fengshan Tribe and our eternal friend of the Coleman tribe!"

“…”

Especially the warriors of the "Fengshan Tribe" who sent the High Priest Hela to heal, all of them blushed, excitedly as if they were about to show their sincerity from their hearts.

Renn knew that this was the highest etiquette of the Coleman warriors.

But he was still an enemy during the day and bowed down to the night. He was still a little uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "That...you don't have to be polite. I am a doctor, this is what I should do."

In fact, Renn didn't know why these Colemans reacted so much, but in fact this is also the simplest side of the tribe.

The last time Renne saved Udo, no one witnessed it, and this favor was not too great. And in some ways, it was also an exchange of interests... and even, strictly speaking, Renne is actually an accomplice to the master of her capture.

But this time it was completely different. He saved a veteran high priest of the Coleman clan who should have died in front of the great witch Safa Mafa and relied on his own medical skills.

It's completely two concepts.

In this primitive tribal culture, the priest is the witch doctor of the entire tribe, the potionist, the teacher, and the warriors are all people.

The high priest has a very high status in the tribe, with his lives higher than his parents, chiefs, and even the warriors themselves.

Therefore, when people knew that Rennes saved the High Priest Hela, all the hatred turned into gratitude and was expressed in words and actions.

......

At this time, the High Priest Hela, who was rescued, also came over and said to Renn with a sincere look: "Doctor Renn, thank you for your feelings, you saved my life."

Ren was really flattered. He quickly helped the high priest who was slightly taller than him even if he knelt on one knee: "It is the doctor's duty to save people, and more importantly, Lord Wu Ji has given me the best gift... Don't be too polite."

High Priest Hela stood up, and at this time, Udo also came over.

She is the most familiar with Rennes and has no restraint. She said, "In order to welcome our Coleman friends, there should have been a grand celebration dinner. But because there was war ahead, I only had a small bonfire dinner today... Let's go and feel the enthusiasm of our Coleman soldiers."

"The enthusiasm of the warriors?"

Renne's face twitched slightly when he heard it. It was probably because he had read too much bad information in his previous life. His first reaction was that a bunch of muscles surrounded him...hehe...hero.

He didn't know that the Coleman tribe is called a warrior, both men and women...

......

Bonfire, barbecue, piled up into mountain fruits, enthusiastic battle dance...

Rennes did not expect that when they came at noon, they were still "captives" locked in cages, and now they have become guests warmly treated.

And he, the person involved, probably knows the whole story. Bazer, who was confused throughout the whole process, was really a surprise.

On this day, the legend's mood was like a roller coaster, with great ups and downs.

In the evening, Bazel watched a group of barbarians walking towards the wooden cage and opened his cage, but he did not startle the legend.

The inmates on the side had already popularized the science, and there was only one result when they opened the cage, that was, they slaughtered the "sacrificial sacrifice to the gods".

Although Bazer had known his ending for a long time, he was also angry: Even if it was a "sacrifice to the gods", he had to come first and then arrive, right?!

It’s not even the turn of the few people who came before, so why is it his turn suddenly?

As a result, the legend was about to struggle with the [Forbidden Demon Lock] for the last time, but found that the barbarians were surprisingly polite after they opened the cage.

Huh...isn't it "sacrifice to the gods"?

Although he could not speak, Bazer understood that the barbarians had no intention of getting him to "sacrifice for the gods", but released him and unlocked the [Forbidden Demon Lock].

Not only him, but also Mr. Carl and Mr. Tuster.

Then, Bazer was brought here by a group of savages to provide delicious food and drink...

The legend also guessed that their treatment would change so drastically. I'm afraid that Renn, who was previously brought up for prison, had done something amazing.

Now that I finally saw the Rennes, Bazer was full of doubts and couldn't find anyone to ask, so I won't let it go.

He asked anxiously: "Boy Renn, what are you doing? Why did these savages suddenly offer us delicious food and drink?"

This is not the case with Behead Rice. After all, Sam and the others in the cage next door had never heard of meat eating.

Renne explained: "I saved a wounded high priest and they treated us as friends."

"ah?"

Bazel was a little unbelievable, "You boy still have this ability? You saved the person who can't even save the great witch sacrifice?"

In his eyes, Rennes is good, but he is not as good as he can solve problems that even "legends" cannot solve.

"I did a very tricky craniotomy for them. You know, their witch doctor is extraordinary in the law and cannot handle very precise surgery..."

Renn shrugged and explained briefly, not thinking of saying more.

At this time, he looked around and didn't see the grandparents of Tuster and grandson. He said curiously: "By the way, where are the old man Tuster and the others?"

Bazel spread his hands and said, "I don't know, when I came out before, they were carried away by a few guys who looked like savage doctors..."

And it is a coincidence that, at this moment,

Mr. Tuster and Carl were also surrounded by a group of barbarians.

Surprisingly, the old man actually sat on a chair!

This shocked Rennes.

He can't understand the old man's physical condition more.

The old man's muscles had atrophy all over his body, so it was impossible for him to sit up!

Now he sat in the chair...

The only explanation is that the "Mandoling flesh-and-blood paralysis toxin" in his body has been completely solved!

Looking at the old man's complexion was never as good as before, Renn greeted, "Carl, Grandpa Tuster!"

When Carl saw Renn, he ran over excitedly, chattering like a magpies: "Brother Renn, look... look! They cured my grandfather's poison, and grandfather could sit up. He moved his fingers just now!"

After thirty years of high-level paralysis, the nerves have long forgotten the feeling of the body's existence. Although the toxins have been cleared, it still requires a long recovery process.

However, being able to sit up is a good start.

"Boy Ren, thank you..."

Tuster's eyes were also complicated, and a happy smile from the bottom of his heart was on his face.

I laughed ridiculously, and I burst into tears again.

He seemed to be talking to others, and he also said to himself: "I didn't expect that there would be one day in my life where I could feel the existence of my body..."

A person with one and a half feet in the coffin has long been indifferent to life and death.

Even when he was caught in this barbarian tribe, he didn't feel very depressed. Death here is no different from dying elsewhere.

But suddenly today, his toxin that was determined by the top doctors in the medical field could not be removed was cured!

Thirty years...

He never felt as comfortable as today, like an old goshawk with hair plucked and beak broken. At this moment, he got a "rebirth" from his body and mind.

Tuster suddenly had a lot of expectations for future life. As long as he did not die, the countless super-complex mechanical designs in his mind that had not yet been realized have finally had the opportunity to appear...

The God of Steam Blessing...

Oh, no!

It was not just the blessing of the God of Steam, he knew that all this was the result of the efforts of the young man from Rennes in front of him.

My old friend really accepted a good disciple.

Renn smiled happily as he saw everyone was peaceful, "Haha, Grandpa Tuster, you have to recover well. When you get better, I'm still waiting for you to design the mechanical city for me."

Not just the body, seeking life
To be continued...