In this archaeological team composed of Americans, there are not even a single real archaeological team, but half of them are researchers of paleontology and modern biology.

When I came to Africa under the name of archaeology, I actually carried out special biological surveys and research in a very purposeful way.

Who would have thought that no matter how hard you find it, you can find it without any effort.

The gathering of more than a dozen tribes finally attracted the gaze of those mysterious creatures.

After turning around for more than a month without any gain, several large claw prints with a diameter of nearly 20 inches are now clearly embedded on the ground, allowing the so-called archaeological team to find solid evidence.

Based on footprints, even if you are not a biological expert, you can know that there is no such creature in your common sense.

Or should I call it...monster!

"Professor! The rumors are true!"

Alisa looked at Professor Lance, although her duty was to lead the team to search everywhere on the African continent safely.

"The possibility is very high, but it is impossible to make a conclusion until you really see it."

Professor Lance said as he began to take footprint samples.

Fill in white plaster, and after solidification, the footprints embedded on the ground can be completely cut out. There is no need to worry about natural erosion or other damage on the scene and eventually disappearing, without any residual evidence.

"We should be more careful, it's better to get two more dogs!"

Alisa looked around vigilantly, and she always felt that the power of alert was far from enough, especially when facing such monsters peeking at them in secret, humans would always have the power but not enough, and often needed the help of animal friends.

There have been more than a dozen rumors of man-cannibal monsters on the African continent, and at least thousands of people have disappeared due to this, and perhaps they have been predated.

This number of deaths in the African continent, where people die every day, can only be considered a completely insignificant tale or rumor at most.

War, disease, hunger and all kinds of accidents will cause thousands of people to die every day, and the more than a thousand people eaten by monsters are simply insignificant, and there are even more rumors about absurdity.

But the man-cannibal monsters that appear in Africa have aroused the interest of Americans.

There are occasionally some "good things" in this chaotic place, such as the Marlborough virus and the Ebola virus, which are natural biological and chemical weapons. The United States has collected and kept them privately in the past, and I don't know what to do in secret.

It is just a common occurrence for Americans to engage in infiltration and open and secret robbery.

The white man who had reminded the Chinese to be careful before said, "It may not be too late now, there are no dogs here."

When the archaeological team first came to Africa, they brought two well-trained dogs, one was Doberman and the other was black back. They were good at guarding searches and deterring attacks. However, they did not expect that they could not stand the climate and soil here, and they died of illness after not even a week.

Unless they are rich people with deep westernization, few Africans have dogs, and even if there are, they will soon be eaten by them.

In the eyes of these mortals, the so-called human friends are pieces of delicious meat that can be eaten when roasted, cooked, or eaten raw.

Even monkeys, orangutans, and even human compatriots can you expect these guys to let go of dogs?

Do those so-called animal protectionists who are clamoring to not eat this or that, and wish they are not allowed to eat rice, wheat, potatoes and corn dare to go to the African continent to stop the black uncles from eating randomly?!

In fact, there is not one!

There will be no in the past, there will be no in the present, and there will be no in the future.

If they go, there will only be one result, which will turn into meat in the pot of the turtle man. The world's largest cannibal tribe group is in Africa, and people cannibalism happen from time to time.

As long as they can fill their stomachs, the black uncles will not let go of anything.

"Think of a solution! There may be dogs in the Chinese. You can ask them if they can sell them. If they can buy military dogs, that would be the best."

Alisa was quite helpless about the eating habits of the indigenous blacks who ate everything, but she soon thought of the Chinese peacekeeping troops, which was very likely to have carried military dogs and had been in Mogadishu for so long, and she must have adapted.

"Well! You can ask the Chinese, let's give more money!"

Professor Lance also agreed with Alisha's proposal.

If you can get a military dog, you can not only smell the residual odor of these claw prints and track it all the way, but even if you can't find the target, you can also use the dog's sensitive perception to add an additional warning to everyone.

In order to avoid the encounters of those black people from happening to them.

What was found on the scene was not only huge claw prints, but also terrible scratches that could tear apart the big trees.

In everyone's perception, no matter it is a lion, a tiger, or a brown bear, it is impossible to have such a terrifying attack effect.

Perhaps only prehistoric creatures like carnivorous dinosaurs can do it?!

Many grass leaves are scattered with dripping dark red blood stains, and some incomplete human tissues, attracting a large number of flying insects that are flies and other blood-loving insects.

The missing person last night is likely to have encountered an accident.

Whenever there is a new discovery, it will cause bursts of exclamations, and the mysterious and unknown monsters make people feel cold in their hearts.

The archaeological team members responsible for the on-site defense couldn't help but hold the guns in their hands tightly, and were worried that their weapons could pose a threat to that kind of monster.

When the archaeological team extracted various traces and clues at the scene of the incident last night as important evidence, the rain prayer ceremony on the mountain had officially begun.

As for whether those Americans are present, the dirt and blacks don’t care at all.

Anyway, I have already given the money, it doesn't matter whether I come or not, it's better not to come-

The wizards who participated in the rain prayer came on stage one after another, and the ground platform was so big. If they came together, they would probably immediately turn into real demons and dance.

More than a dozen basins of burning charcoal were poured onto the earth platform, and Mars splashed. The wizard from a small tribe took the lead and stepped on the ground quickly at a very high frequency. Even the red charcoal was left as soon as it stepped on, and it would never stay for a long time. The upper body seemed to be separated from the lower body, which was very stable.

"It's the fire dance!"

In Li Feng's eyes, what he saw seemed not a wizard, but a dancer with very skill.

The Fire-Taking Dance is not only very famous in Africa, but also has a very high reputation all over the world.

"I'll give 9 points!"

Li Bai completely regarded it as a variety show. It would rain just like this. The aunts who danced square dances all day long should not pour heavy rain every day?!

Of course, the visual effect is pretty good, it's just a little noisy, and the drums on my side and those tribes never stopped.

Alas! The small opera troupe of the countryside, you can do whatever you want, don’t expect to be able to make it look like a CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

"Applause! OK!"

Luan Zhengwei couldn't help but start his head, and the others clapped their hands together like conditioned reflexes.

This reaction is really very Chinese.

The indigenous black people around saw the movements of the Chinese and imitated curiously.

In the past, we were always pious, and everyone watched the wizard attend the ceremony quietly.

But now...there was a lot of applause for a moment, and coupled with the rock drum beats of "Africa has a Bao Qingtian", it was so lively inside and outside the venue.

The wizard who was dancing on the field with African fire dancing became even more excited when he heard the movements around him, and was chatting loudly, not sure whether he was excited or chanting the spell of praying for rain.

The rhythm was all turned out to be distorted all of a sudden, and the variety show was full of visual sense.

The wizard dancing wildly on the earth platform seemed to be endless. After nearly half an hour of jumping, the hot charcoal fire gradually cooled down and turned into light ashes. He was stepped onto the surface of the earth platform by his barefoot, which was trampled on by high frequency. It was black, gray and white, and yellow, like a large piece of camouflage cloth spread on the earth platform.

Finally, my physical strength was exhausted and I finally stopped panting. The cheers in the mountains were shaking the sky. The spiritual entertainment activities of the natives were also very rare. Even if I had enough food, I was bored. Isn’t it?!

The wizards of each tribe are basically all-round and have to act as Yuan Fang, teacher, doctor, divination, fortune teller, craftsman, painter, clerk, judge, entertainment star, veterinarian, host, sacrifice, diplomat, psychologist, property custodian, property custodian, etc., and sometimes they have to pick up the ak and fight the enemy with the tribe's people.

Such a job is really not something that ordinary people can do. Not only must they have strong learning ability, good memory, and their IQ must also be online.

It can be said that wizards represent the wisdom and soul of the indigenous tribes, and inheritance is quite difficult.

If the responsibility was not so important and irreplaceable, the Papagana tribe would not have been able to fight the murderer Dunuru people at all costs after losing its great wizard. They pulled them into more than a dozen tribes of all sizes. The battle between the two sides was bloody, corpses were everywhere, and life was devastated.

The exhausted wizard was helped down from the ground by the people of the Lotstrom tribe. He was still flexible and drifting as if he was drifting flat. He could only see the afterimage's legs, but at this moment, he was as soft as noodles and had no strength to move half a step.

Such crazy dances consume a lot of energy and energy. It is not easy to persevere until now. The wizard tried all his best to do this.

But the sky is still scattered with some sparse clouds, and the sun is so bright that it makes people feel as if they are burning, without any signs of rain.

As for the weather forecast in Somalia, it is almost every day that it is about to rain. The rainy season is coming, but no drop of rain falls from the sky from beginning to end, so it is not reliable at all.

Many people looked up at the sky and waited for a long time, but still didn't see the clouds trying to gather together to form rainfall clouds. They were far away from each other, and some were even floating away, ignoring the movements on the ground.

Obviously, the wizard of the Lotstrom tribe failed to pray for rain!-
Chapter completed!