Sky-cracking Rider

Chapter 399 Section 395 - Reserved Land

The first fist-sized Light Orb entered Liaison Officer Rossi's chest, yet the reddened complexion only slightly faded before swelling back up to a Guangong-like face.

"It seems to be of little use?"

Chen Fei muttered softly.

The Second Rank "Light of Redemption" had a more immediate effect than the First Rank "Light Healing Technique."

The Old Tree Boundary Ape beside him muttered as he rummaged through his bag and forcefully induced several plants to grow with Wood System Spells, considering which antidote formulae might come in handy.

However, the bag's capacity was limited; the seeds he carried were fine for common antidotes, but the poison afflicting the three was exceptionally strange. Although it was not immediately lethal, it could render one comatose and barely alive. If they could not gain control in time, death was just a matter of when.@@@@

The hotel staff and management had been completely detained by the Female Liaison Officer assisted by local police forces, and an investigation was underway; it seemed unlikely the poisoner would be identified anytime soon.

"Try it on Apu, he has the best physique," suggested Adrian with furrowed brows.

The other members of Team 04 rushed to the scene, visibly shaken as they watched the medical personnel surrounding and attempting to resuscitate the three victims.

They were lucky not to have had breakfast together, else it would have been an annihilation for sure.

It was off-season in winter, and the hotel lodging Team 04 was practically private—only Rossi, Apu, and Bassan had arrived earliest at the buffet. Otherwise, more than just those three would have been poisoned.

"Chirp!"

Little Bird fluffed its feathers as if gathering strength before releasing another fist-sized Light Orb, which plunged into the big, burly man's chest.

The Second Rank Thunder Series Warrior's eyes flew open, and he abruptly sat up. His mouth agape, a spittoon was timely placed before him.

"Awooo..."

A torrent of foul matter surged out, probably including his dinner from the night before.

It was unclear whether it was due to the "Light of Redemption" or the medical personnel's induced vomiting.

After a minute of constant retching that brought up bile, the medical staff wiped his mouth and gave him some water. After a few more dry heaves, the big man rolled his eyes back and collapsed again.

The vomiting had been a reflex action that sapped the last of his strength.

The effect of the "Light of Redemption" was minimal at best.

Chen Fei shrugged at Adrian.

It seemed the efficacy of Xiao Jiu's Light Healing Spells was not as potent as imagined.

"Try it on Bassan, too. Just keep him alive for now," said the First Rank Fire Mage, scratching his buzz cut. Whether it worked or not, they had to cling to any hope they had; a Light Healing Spell was better than nothing.

"Alright!"

Chen Fei patted Xiao Jiu on the head.

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After two consecutive Second Rank Spells, the Pure Light Sparrow was not as efficient as at first; only after some hesitation and struggle did it manage to muster a Light Orb smaller than the previous two, yet it finally took shape. With a soft leap, it vanished into the Neanderthal Chief Bassan's chest.

"Sigh!"

A collective sigh ensued, including from the medical personnel.

Just then, Bassan's eyes snapped open, and he shouted, "Convict, Sovereignty!"

The Magic Cube Warship then rose sharply and flew towards the distant Yangzhou Continent.

Although jet airliners are a bit faster than warships and Sky Patrol Ships in terms of cruising speed, they fall far short in endurance, especially over long distances.

Flying from Tunguska Region in Siberia to the Yangzhou Continent, from the Northern to the Southern Hemisphere, would require at least two to three refueling stops along the way just by jet airliner. A single flight crew wouldn't be able to sustain such a long flight, and ultimately, the time to reach the destination wouldn't be much faster, and could even be slower.

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The Neanderthal reserve located about 15 kilometers from the western coastline of the Yangzhou Continent covers a total area of about 54 square kilometers.

"Neanderthal Cultural Theme Park? Huh? What in the world is this place?!"

Chen Fei looked over and over again at the enormous sign in front of the Mobile Base Vehicle, comparing it with the markings on the electronic map.

The Phantom Cube-180S medium-sized multipurpose Magic Cube Warship did not enter the Neanderthal reserve; instead, it chose to land nearby.

The sparsity of people in the Yangzhou Continent, only slightly better than the Siberian Tundra, meant as long as one followed the satellite navigation clearly, it would be hard to get lost.

Therefore, the Mobile Base Vehicle didn't have to travel too far after being set down to successfully find the place.

But this...

A whole 54 square kilometers of theme park, indeed huge, but where was the reserve? So, it's all just one big park?

Someone came running over, waving a small flag outside what looked like a tollbooth for a highway.

"We don't need a tour guide!"

Chen Fei waved at the other party, dismissing them directly.

With a baseball cap, a clipped-on microphone, a small speaker hanging from the waist, and a tour guide badge fluttering on the chest, combined with the large "Neanderthal Cultural Theme Park" sign in the background, Team 04 felt as if they had gone to the wrong place.

"The 04 team from the 'Bear Hunting Special Operations Division,' right? I'm the guide—no, wait, the ground service agent, yes, the ground service agent!"

The other party, however, correctly identified Team 04's identity.

After all, a 20-meter-long heavy vehicle was recognizable at first glance anywhere it appeared.

"Get in the vehicle!"

Without asking further questions, Chen Fei parked the vehicle, swung the door open wide.

The person dashed into the cabin in a flash and then pointed towards a side of the tollbooth area, saying, "Take the heavy vehicle lane; your vehicle is too wide, it won't fit through the other gates."

Adrian and the others then saw clearly that the person was a woman, with red war patterns on her face, neck, hands, and the exposed areas of her arms.

Perhaps she was an elite Neanderthal warrior who had resorted to being a tour guide to make a living.

Noticing everyone's gaze, the woman was unfazed and explained, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not a warrior, the war patterns are just applied on, and they'll fade in about a week. Of course, it's part of our cultural heritage. I'm one of the few pureblood Neanderthals and usually take care of tour groups. You can call me Cosina, a descendant of the Ennan Tribe from the twelve Overlord Tribes, of course, now that the Supreme Council is long gone, you distinguished members of the United Defense Commission shouldn't overthink it!"

Her speech always inevitably carried a tour guide-like professional tone, making it particularly awkward to listen to.

"Phew! Where is this?"

Just at that moment, Neanderthal Chief Bassan suddenly woke up, letting out a long breath. The "Convict" poison offered only one hour of clarity among its few moments of lucidity.

This one hour was not hope, but despair and fear.

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