Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 400: Section 396 - Reserve Land

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"Eh? Clan Leader, what are you doing here? Are you alright?"

The woman working as a tour guide in the cultural reserve park was surprised to see Bassan in the vehicle.

Isn’t that the Clan Leader?

"Cosina, is that you? Sorry, I’m short on time, please don’t disturb me."

After regaining consciousness, the Neanderthal Chief’s complexion turned sallow and looked very unwell, but he seemed to care little for his appearance as he fumbled around him, then urgently said to Adrian, "Adrian, please get my phone for me and switch it to video recording mode. Chen Fei, create a soundproof room for me, and then you drive to the Supreme Council. Cosina, you lead the way."

"You need the phone? Okay! Are you still feeling okay?"

Bassan’s phone was by his pillow; Adrian quickly activated the screen and started the recording.

Porous foam metal panels rose from the floor of the carriage, swiftly constructing a room that enveloped the bed of the Neanderthal Chief, enclosing Adrian as well.

Under Chen Fei’s "Metal Shaping" skill, the entire Mobile Base Vehicle could be altered at will.

"Oh, oh, okay..."

The Neanderthal tribe woman Cosina looked utterly baffled. What on earth was the Clan Leader doing? But he seemed to be in a hurry.

"Excuse me, Ms. Cosina, which way to the Supreme Council?"

Chen Fei waved his hand in front of the still dazed woman, finally snapping her back to reality.

The real Supreme Council of the Neanderthal tribe was destroyed over thirty years ago in that great war, and the last remaining ruins had also been put to an end by Squad 04 using leftover ammunition, never to exist again.

The "Supreme Council" referred to by the Neanderthal Chief was most likely a replica building within the theme park for visitors to tour.

"Um, go through the toll booth and keep going straight along Era Avenue!"

Cosina hastily pointed out the direction.

Vehicles continuously entered and exited the gates of the theme park: sedans, motorhomes, buses—many tourists from around the world came to visit this reserve that showcased the remnants of another era’s civilization.

"The Neanderthal Customary Cultural Theme Park has a current population of 190,000, with about 6,557 pureblood Neanderthals, around 4,145 mixed-blood individuals, and the rest are ordinary people, uh, to be precise, descendants of Homo sapiens..."

Next to the driver’s seat, Cosina deftly scraped together a seat for herself and naturally slipped into her professional mode, beginning an endless introduction.

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"What’s the total population of the Neanderthal tribe now?"

Chen Fei was driving, but the more he listened, the more it felt off. The supposed customs and culture theme park had hardly any real Neanderthals; most of the residents here were the descendants of modern Homo sapiens. What exactly was going on?

After greeting the toll booth, Cosina smoothly passed through the toll station in the Mobile Base Vehicle. A sedan tried to follow through but was stopped by a swiftly descending gate, followed by an expected argument and scolding.

"Pureblood clanspeople are about 520,000, and mixed-blood individuals have exceeded two million. Some mixed-blood individuals simply don’t register in the Neanderthal tribe’s census, so there might be even more mixed-bloods. Although this place is called a reserve with autonomous rights, in reality, it’s just a theme park. There are only so many jobs and nothing new. Many people long for better living conditions in the economic areas, so tribe members are scattered all over the world to make a living. More than ten thousand have even gone to Cangqiong Star, it seems the entire Pandolang Clan has moved there. Of the Twelve Overlord Tribes that remained on Blue Star, now only eleven remain. Of course, to keep up appearances, the twelve elders that make up the Supreme Council are still here, reciting their lines every day, which is rather pointless. Only the elderly who retire with nothing else to do stay and pass the time. Most of the clanspeople and mixed-bloods in the reserve are old people."

Having worked as a tour guide for many years, Cosina had a thorough grasp of the situation within the reserve.

Today’s Neanderthal tribe did not really have any complaints about the Blue Star Civilization’s arrangements. While they were given a not-so-small reserve as a special consideration, a place for their recuperation and breeding, the area, transformed into a tourist attraction, began to deviate significantly after the Neanderthals scattered all over the world.

Mouri Misono curiously asked, "Does the Supreme Council still serve any purpose?" Read new chapters at novelbuddy

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Just now, Neanderthal Chief Bassan asked Chen Fei to drive the Mobile Base Vehicle to the Supreme Council in the park, but now after listening to this guide elder sister’s introduction, it seems that the Supreme Council within the reserve has become a performative stage.

Even within the entire reservation, there are hardly any genuine Neanderthals left anymore. One can imagine just how much credibility this replicated version of the Supreme Council still holds, or what influence it still has on the clanspeople.

"Of course there is, for example, discussions on festival celebration plans in the park, important business strategies, senior management personnel changes, administrative reports by the clan leaders, and the tribe’s harvest festival. During the annual Harvest Festival, many clanspeople will return to the reserve from all over, and that’s when it really gets lively. Inside and outside the reserve will be full of people, including tourists. At the peak, nearly a million people gather, and everyone is incredibly busy then."

Ms. Cosina introduced the matters as if listing treasures of her home, which in fact were not secrets at all – this was all information anyone could easily ask about, not even requiring investigation.

Having lost all ambition, the Neanderthal tribe was now in a collective state of surrender, adopting whichever posture the Blue Star Civilization wanted them to.

Indeed, by looking at the extinction of life in the Primordial Realm, one could understand why the descendants of the Third Era Civilization can be so easily satisfied.

Even the desolation of the western region of the Yangzhou Continent is like Heaven on Earth to them. With a reservation, surrounded by planting and livestock areas, they virtually have everything they need. Why would they rebel or invade? Of course, they would prefer peace and stability!

The Mobile Base Vehicle was driving along, and even though it was the off-peak season for tourism, the main roads were still bustling with traffic and lively with people coming and going.

"I have always wanted to come here for a trip. I need to buy a better camera. Hey, Chen Fei, hurry up and adjust the window glass to be completely transparent, I want to see more clearly. And don’t drive too fast, I can’t keep up with the sights!"

Ice Ability User Susanna practically pressed her face against the window of the vehicle, and her phone’s camera was likewise stuck right against it.

She had long heard about the "Neanderthal Cultural Theme Park" – a famous attraction on Yangzhou Continent – but never had a chance to visit. Such a truly exotic experience is quite rare. Now that she had finally arrived, she almost forgot about her mission.

The compartment’s windows were double-layered, with the outer layer being tea-colored high-boron silicon glass, and the inner layer being transparent metal. Chen Fei, left with no choice, said, "The outer glass isn’t metal, I can’t do anything about it!"

"Speed up, let’s hurry to the Supreme Council. Don’t just think about playing, the important matters come first!"

Adrian suddenly emerged from a temporary partition that had been created.

"Right away!"

Chen Fei floored the accelerator.

When the road conditions were good, the Mobile Base Vehicle could travel quite fast.

Twenty minutes later, a tall white building appeared at the end of the road.

Just looking at the silhouette, it vaguely resembled the ruins of the Supreme Council found by Team 04 deep in the Central Great Desert.

Ms. Cosina pointed at the building and exclaimed excitedly, "That over there is our Supreme Council!"

Neanderthal Chief Bassan weakly clung to the door frame as he stepped out, and said faintly, "The antidote, it will be obtained soon."

At this moment, the large and dark figure, Apu, and Liaison Officer Rossi both regained consciousness. The Thunder Series Warrior could even let out a couple of screams like a pig being slaughtered, while Rossi could only roll his eyes franticly, his mouth opening and closing weakly, unable to make a sound.

The "convict" poison of the Neanderthal tribe, even when its effects temporarily subsided and clarity was temporarily restored, still exhibited varying symptoms depending on the individual.

Mouri Misono said happily, "That’s wonderful!"

Putting aside Liaison Officer Rossi, the loss of two important combatants for Team 04 was a major blow to the upcoming mission.

Ms. Cosina sensed something was amiss and asked in surprise, "Wait, what antidote? Chief, what’s wrong with you?"

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