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!"

Then his eyes closed once more, and he lost consciousness again.

"Convict? Sovereignty?"

Chen Fei and Adrian exchanged puzzled looks.

What did those mean?

"Chirp!"

Little Bird returned to Chen Fei’s shoulder, acting coquettishly and pecking at his earlobe.

It must be holding back something; otherwise, three "Light of Redemption" Spells shouldn’t have drained its tiny body.

The blonde Miss Nicole, holding her phone, suddenly said, "I got it!"

"What is it?"

All eyes turned to her in unison.

"’Convict’ is an internal poison used by the Neanderthal tribe to punish traitors. It allows for one hour of lucidity every 23 hours and results in death after 21 days. The Neanderthal tribe’s Sovereignty is located in the western part of the Ocean Continent, the only ethnic reserve area there."

With the help of the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee’s intelligence database, Nicole von Sasha found the crucial information.

Adrian pressed, "What about the symptoms? Are they an exact match?"

"They are highly similar, but a definitive diagnosis requires professional testing, and whether Habulav has an antidote needs to be verified," she explained, swiping her phone screen and occasionally inputting voice commands, seemingly organizing the checks.

The person in charge of organizing the onsite emergency treatment, after hearing the conversation between the two, immediately said, "As for this poison, we don’t have the treatment conditions, not in the entire Tunguska Region."

Upon hearing "Convict" as the name of the poison, and its connection to the Neanderthal tribe, how could they possibly have a targeted effective treatment method and antidote in the peaceful Tunguska Region? For now, inducing vomiting and using laxatives to detox as much as possible, coupled with administering saline drips to maintain electrolytes to avoid dehydration, might be conservative measures, but they were the best and most prudent means they could employ. Any other aggressive, risky measures were tantamount to actively seeking death.

Even healing spells from light-element magical beasts had been of no use, so the best choice was to quickly transfer to a place where treatment was available.

"You’re absolutely right!"

Adrian, responsible for the safety of the poisoned individuals, took the other party’s opinion immediately and said to the blond elder sister Nicole, "The liaison officer has also been poisoned now, could you contact the ’Bear Hunting Special Operations Division’ to arrange our return to the Yangzhou Continent, preferably straight to the Neanderthal reserve?"

In his view, the bell ringer can undo the bell’s ringing, the strange poisons of the Neanderthal tribe would naturally best be cured by their own antidotes.

Bassan had already provided the most accurate reminder, so why bother looking far and wide when the solution might be closer at hand? Moreover, the western part of the Yangzhou Continent was not far from Habulav at the central heartlands, ensuring that medical resources could be delivered in a timely manner.

"Returning to the Yangzhou Continent for treatment is not a problem, but this…"

Nicole couldn’t help but hesitate.

The Neanderthal reserve was probably not what Bassan had in mind.

"Is there a problem? Please arrange it now, immediately, right now!"

Adrian could not stand any dithering at such a critical moment, and he imposed pressure in his tone right away.

"Okay, okay!"

The blond elder sister immediately felt the pressure and hurriedly said, "To requisition a nearby Sky Patrol Ship will take some time, but we will definitely arrive here within four hours."

Most of the time, the Sovereignty would not refuse a draft request from the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee, but it involved layer upon layer of reporting and coordination at every level, all of which needed time. Once these hurdles were overcome, the rest of the process went much more smoothly.

Two hours later, a medium-sized Magic Cube Warship landed on the spacious grounds near the hotel, and the Mobile Base Vehicle carrying Team 04 and Liaison Officer Rossi, among others, drove directly into the warship’s cargo hold.

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

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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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