New Gods of North America

Like a cup of bitter coffee going down your throat,

Wayne couldn't help but shiver.

This is quite different from the black gas that came out from "Gray Wolf" Freddy before, and the spiritual power absorbed from the half fluttering moth.

After absorbing it, there is a feeling that it is "sloshing around in the stomach".

Indigestion.

The little girl, who had originally looked sick, had fallen asleep at this time, with a relaxed expression and even breathing.

Lina seemed to notice something was wrong.

She came over and did a quick check, probably flipping over her eyelids to feel for a pulse, then closed her eyes and pressed her hand against the little girl's forehead for a while.

Then Lina looked back at Wayne:

"Extraordinary ability at the psychic level. Did you remove the 'fuse' on her body?"

"I'm not sure either." Wayne was honest.

Then he poked his head over and asked, "Will this work?"

Lina examined the little girl again:

“It seems to have some effect…

"The 'circuit' attached to her body is partially missing... but the part that has been polluted and corroded cannot be healed by 'filtering' alone. It can only be treated with medication, and it also depends on her body's ability to recover."

Then she put her hand on Wayne's forehead and closed her eyes for a moment.

Then she used her other hand to flip Wayne's eyelids, as if to observe his pupils:

"Absorbing polluted spiritual power will cause a risk of losing control. You must make sure of your own condition and don't let yourself be polluted."

Wayne thought for a moment, "Then how can I make sure that I am still in a safe state and not close to losing control or being contaminated?"

Lina glanced at Inissa:

"You should ask Inissa. Generally speaking, when a hunter wants to hit you, it's probably when he's about to lose control."

Inessa and Wayne looked at each other and seemed to understand Wayne's plan.

Then she pulled out a brooch:

“Although you do seem to be able to absorb the psychic energy of the ‘dark’ realm, there is still a difference between such polluted and specialized spiritual power and the relatively pure realm psychic energy.

“Absorbing them may not necessarily be beneficial to you, and may even cause backlash.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Wayne shrugged his shoulders. "I don't want to push myself too hard. It's useless anyway, so I'll just do as much as I can."

…

That being said,

In the end, Wayne basically visited all the mud houses in the tribe.

Under Inissa's deliberate guidance, several people later changed their work process.

First, Tecumseh brought Pastor Hake to the front to simply pray, bless, and read scriptures.

Then when they went to the next house, Inissa and Lina protected Wayne and came over to absorb the spiritual power that could be absorbed from the infected people.

The tribal witch doctor who was following behind them and observing them,

Although he didn't quite understand Wayne and his team's behavior, after he felt that the physical condition of the infected people seemed to be improving, he joined the cover team.

He even started communicating with other people in the tribe in advance using words that Wayne and his friends couldn't understand.

The witch doctor's orders seemed to be spread among the indigenous people in the tribe, and their efficiency became higher and higher.

When you get to the back,

Basically, as soon as Wayne and his friends were led into the house by the witch doctor, the owner of the mud house knew that he had to quickly persuade Pastor Huck to leave and then temporarily avoid them.

So in the end, Wayne became like a qualified corporate slave with a good sense of self-management.

Not only was I a little exhausted from all the work,

I also gave myself a bellyful of bitter water to refresh myself.

That taste,

It’s not as good as the extra espresso American coffee, but at least it’s similar to the compound Shuanghuanglian.

Anyone who drinks too much will feel numb.

Moreover, Inesa would prick Wayne's body with a brooch every once in a while, then sniff the blood to confirm Wayne's physical condition.

Painful and unhappy.

Fortunately, correspondingly,

Inessa's attitude towards Wayne seemed to become gentler because of this. She even took the initiative to reach out and help Wayne, who was almost "full of food".

Wayne can actually walk on his own.

But since a beautiful girl is coming to help me, I'll just give her a hand.

…

It took a little longer than expected.

After walking out of the last mud house,

Wayne looked at his pocket watch, took his hand away from Inessa's shoulder, and then looked at Tecumseh, who was not far from the mud house:

"It's getting late, we have to go back first."

Upon hearing this, Tecumseh and the tribal witch doctor quickly broke away from Pastor Hake who was preaching and walked over quickly.

Inissa and Lina went over and briefly and quickly explained some precautions to Tecumseh and the tribal witch doctor.

Wayne was holding a rack that was probably used to dry things, waiting for them to finish talking.

After a few people finished chatting,

Tecumseh called out in their language to a distance.

Then he turned around and walked over, taking a long black-tipped feather with a white background from his crown, and handed it to Wayne with both hands raised flat:

“Thank you for your kindness and help.

"This is a small gift, a token of our tribe's respect and friendship, I hope you will accept it."

Wayne took it with both hands.

After thinking for a while, he put the feather on his cowboy hat:

"Is it worn like this?"

There was a kind of toughness on Tecumseh's face, as if he had been chopped by a knife or an axe, and he seemed to be a serious person.

He glanced at Wayne and then looked off into the distance:

"Your hat doesn't quite match it. I'll give you a hat that's more suitable later.

"It seems that you are not in a very good condition after treating them. I asked the tribesmen to prepare a carriage for you, so that it should be more comfortable for you to go back than riding a horse."

Hmm...

We are in a hurry now, brother.

It was already getting late, and if we changed carriages, we would not be able to get back before dark.

Wayne was about to decline Tecumseh's offer.

Then a carriage with a canopy was driven over by the tribesmen.

The carriage was not luxurious, but it had a ruggedness and sturdiness that was very much in keeping with the aboriginal style.

The four horses that Wayne and his companions had ridden earlier had been rigged and harnessed to the carriage.

Yoho,

Four-wheel drive vehicle.

That's possible.

So everyone in the tribe came over to say goodbye, and Wayne and his friends got on the carriage.

An aboriginal child who looked about 12 or 13 years old hid in the arms of an elder and seemed to say to himself in the crowd, "It turns out that there are good people among white people."

Upon hearing this, Wayne and Lina turned their heads at the same time and raised their eyebrows.

Lina even raised her index finger and shook it at the child twice, with a smug smirk on her face:

"No, there are still more bad guys."

…

The carriage was running very fast, and until the entire tribe was about to disappear from sight, a row of people on the other side were still watching them.

Running over a small hill,

Wayne waved to them one last time, then lay back and collapsed in the car, touching his stomach.

A bit full,

Indigestion.

On the wall of the carriage tent, there were several pieces of dried leg meat and some beaver fur.

In the carriage, there was a pile of corn cobs dried in the sun.

This four-wheel drive vehicle is fast, but once the speed increases, the cabin is also very bumpy.

The corn cobs can be used to lean against to reduce shock.

Anyway, the corn that has been dried in the sun needs to be ground into powder before eating, which does not affect its consumption.

Reverend Hake was sitting in the carriage, looking at the shell necklace Tecumseh had given him while talking to Wayne with a somewhat cheerful look on his face:

“In this way, maybe we can develop a group of indigenous believers in our parish.

"This is the first time for the entire Holy Spirit Church in America. If we write a report and send it back, I wonder how many pastors and bishops will pay attention to and show concern for our Blackstone Town Church."

Wayne, who was lying on the side, made a casual comment, "Yeah. All this is thanks to your kindness and wisdom, Pastor Hake."

The sunset gradually sets as the carriage runs.

The carriage just happened to be passing by a valley at this time, and then Lina's voice suddenly came from the front:

"I think I saw a wanted criminal with a reward over there—"