Sky-cracking Rider

Chapter 410 Section 406 - Abdication

Compared to the former Clan Leader Bassan, who generally had a lackluster presence, the arrival of the brutal Clan Leader—ascending to power over the corpses of the Supreme Council's elders—issued an order that brought all Neanderthal witch doctors from around the world back to the reservation. Along with two embarrassingly incompetent apprentices of the reservation witch doctor, Liese Nan, at least fifty or sixty people worked in three shifts, non-stop, for nearly half a month. Finally, on the fifteenth day after Bassan and two others were poisoned, the first batch of antidote was painstakingly produced and delivered into Chen Fei's trembling hands.

The individuals who had labored so hard to create the antidote were a group of greenhorns; they had already exerted their utmost efforts. Yet before the actual detoxification, their hearts all simultaneously rose to their throats in anxiety.

"Give it to Rossi first!"

Due to the urgency of time, there was no chance for clinical drug testing. Upon receiving the antidote, Chen Fei immediately handed it to Liaison Officer Rossi.

After confirming the medicine's effect, the next batch of antidote would be ready in six hours.

"Why?"

Adrian was utterly confused.

It was clear that Chen Fei didn't like Rossi one bit, yet he gave the first batch of antidote to him.

Could it be a sudden twinge of conscience, extending an olive branch to soften the tension between them?!

Chen Fei said without a care, "The most useless guy here is him. If the detox fails and he dies, it doesn't matter."

Adrian's eyes bulged, and he found himself speechless. It turned out he'd overthought the situation—Chen Fei's words were indeed in line with the brutal Clan Leader's inhumane nature.

The useless ones should gamble their lives on the trial medicine!

The blonde lady glared furiously at Chen Xiao'er.

Ha, women!

Chen Fei didn't flinch in the slightest and snorted disdainfully.

What are you looking at?

Think you're so great because you're an A-level supernatural power user?

Fry, kill, barbecue, kill, fry, then kill, to fry and to slaughter... Swarming malicious thoughts came crashing over like a tsunami; the last thing he lacked were such terrifying thoughts. If you want to read minds, then go ahead and read!

The lady soon found herself hopelessly outmatched and was utterly overwhelmed by the Skill, offering no resistance.

In the end, Adrian followed Chen Fei's suggestion to administer a small test tube of the powdered potion, mixed with water, to the unconscious Liaison Officer Rossi.

After all, better to let a companion die than to die oneself—in a multiple-choice test involving the three of them, Rossi was the one who had to be sacrificed first as a matter of necessity.

As the medicine took effect, Rossi's flushed face quickly turned pale, and he slowly opened his eyes, muttering to himself in confusion.

"Who am I... Where am I... What am I supposed to do...?"

He felt as if his whole being was off, as though he had just made a trip through Hell—an utterly terrible experience.

"He's awake, he's awake!"

"Fantastic, it's working!"

"It should be effective, this has to work!"

The Neanderthal witch doctors and apprentices huddled excitedly together, high-fiving one another.

Yet someone, worried, chimed in.

"Don't celebrate too soon; the poison might not be completely neutralized. There might be side effects!"

As if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, the assembled witch doctors and apprentices by the Mobile Base Vehicle fell into a hushed silence, their prior excitement giving way to renewed unease.

"Liaison Officer Rossi, you're awake!"

Adrian looked him over and burst into smiles.

It appeared that the antidote was effective; they were finally saved.

"I hate... your perspective!"

But just by the subtle changes in his micro-expressions, she felt that Chen Fei was hiding something.

However, Chen Fei still clenched the report tightly, with no intention of sharing it with her or Rossi.

Off to the side, Adrian was pulled aside by Mouri Misono and others, whispering and sharing the information he got from Chen Fei.

Ultimately, Blonde Lady Nicole and Liaison Officer Rossi were not really considered their own people who had been through life and death with Team 04.

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The second batch of modified antidote was delivered.

This time, instead of testing the drug on Liaison Officer Rossi again, they administered it to both Bassan and Apu at the same time.

Half an hour later, both of their poisoning symptoms rapidly alleviated, and they began to regain consciousness.

"The antidote..."

Coming to his senses, Bassan looked at the clock, then out the window at the sky—it was not his usual time for waking.

He knew that Chen Fei's efforts had finally paid off.

"You've worked hard!"

This tall and burly man had also become emaciated, especially as muscular individuals who suffer from autophagy due to insufficient nutrient intake reveal the drawback of low body fat percentage—their weight drops quickly.

In half a month, he had lost at least fifty pounds, but with a return to a normal diet teamed with exercise, he would quickly regain the lost muscle.

"Apu is saved!"

The straightforward boy let out a cry of joy; it seemed his mood was exceedingly buoyant after escaping disaster.

Seeing the two awake and the antidote taking effect, Adrian truly relaxed and then said, "Bassan, you have three days to sort out clan affairs, and then we will return to Siberia."

"I understand!"

Bassan, now restored as the Clan Leader, nodded and turned his gaze toward Chen Fei.

"Thank you, Chen Fei, the rest is up to me!"

In the brief moments he had been lucid before, he had learned about Chen Fei defeating the Kro Clan Warrior Kleimas and slaughtering the Supreme Council.

Given the urgency of the matter, he could hardly blame Chen Fei, who after all was acting to save their lives, as well as those of the other two.

But after the bloody slaughter, the clan no longer had any dissenting voices, especially since the leading opponent, Kro Clan Elder Motong, had been executed on the spot, which, for Bassan, wasn't too much of a mess to clean up.

Those who were discontent had all been killed by Chen Fei—the rest, even if grudgingly resigned, could only hold back their feelings. The remaining clan members were mostly docile; not even daring to harbor thoughts of rebellion, for those who survived knew the importance of recognizing the tide of the times. The Neanderthal tribe, long accustomed to peace, had lost their courage to resist tyrannical rule, becoming quite indistinguishable from the descendants of the Blue Star Homo sapiens, especially Chen Fei, an outsider as a new leader.

After sixteen days on the throne, Chen Fei stepped down.

Bassan once again became the leader of the Neanderthal tribe, and those who had not taken him seriously before were probably ready to celebrate with drums and gongs.

At least Chieftain Bassan was reasonable, not like the person who had just shirked his duties and abdicated, resorting to murder at the slightest dissent.

Therefore, the position of Clan Leader returning to his hands encountered little resistance, and everything took its natural course.

"I, Bassan, am the Clan Leader!"

Standing in front of the television cameras at the reservation, Bassan, having regained some vitality and spirit, spoke thus.

Although he did not spout grand yet hollow rhetoric, Neanderthals around the world cheered for him, and Chieftain Bassan's prestige soared to unprecedented heights.

Nobody loves a murderous Demon King, after all—it's human nature.

Chen Fei played with Little Bird in his hands and commented disdainfully, "Damn, they are all fickle."

The former leader, who had ruled for a mere sixteen days, was quickly forgotten by people as if he had never existed at all.

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