I can hardly hide my alien identity

The continuous rumble of the helicopter immediately attracted the attention of the nearby personnel.

A group of people surrounded Sangsang and the others, and they were not released until Lin Anli showed his ID to show his identity.

Soon, Wei Junhao and Lu Lin appeared in front of Sangsang and the others.

Both of them were in a state of embarrassment, their bodies were dusty and greasy, and their whole bodies were dusty. If they hadn't opened their mouths, Sangsang might not have recognized them.

Wei Junhao bared his big white teeth, and introduced to Sangsang at the front, "This is the periphery, and the anomaly is still in the forest."

"It's been cordoned off and the tourist attractions are closed. But it's inevitable that one or two people will come in by mistake."

Two days ago, a small incident happened because of this incident.

Wei Junhao: "I've checked, and it's exactly the same as what we saw in the desert that time."

"I guess it is 'dead', maybe it needs some kind of ceremony like that leader to be activated."

Fortunately in misfortune.

Wei Junhao: "As long as we never activate it, there should be no problem."

But he may not have thought about what to do if there are more than one such location marking points.

At the same time, on the other half of the blue star, in the lush green forest, a halo rose out of thin air.

The aborigines who were hunting nearby with sharpened sticks were attracted.

The man with dark skin and only a rag around his crotch was so frightened that he threw the wooden spike in his hand towards the halo.

The wooden thorn pierced through the halo and disappeared immediately.

The man was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around and ran towards his tribe, shouting and screaming.

Soon, he led a group of tall and strong men with white bones hanging on their bodies, colorful feathers on their heads, and various wooden forks in their hands.

They stayed far away from the halo and did not dare to approach it.

Under the signal of the old man who was obviously the leader of the tribe, someone smashed the stone hard in the direction of the halo, and the wooden fork...

Without exception, things seem to have penetrated another space and disappeared.

This scene immediately shocked everyone. They muttered for some unknown reason, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing to the halo again and again.

Not long after, a wild boar that had just been killed by the tribe was directly tied up by them.

They cut their throats and let the blood out by mistake. I don't know which consecration was opened.

The halo expanded more and more, and the thick fog seemed to be pushed away white, and a scene different from the green forest appeared in front of the tribal people.

The scene of bloody panic, as well as the faintly audible screams of despair, made them show deep fear.

The eyes of the old man standing at the front reflected a mountain of corpses, and a human-shaped object covered in black mist made a squealing sound.

Just when he turned his head abruptly, the old man kowtowed to the ground in fright.

The thing lingering in the black mist raised its head to the sky and roared excitedly.

The channel is about to open.

After a lapse of ten years, sociologist Goffman searched for the second time the only remaining primitive tribe in the world - the Youye tribe.

He took the students into this tribe that still retains the primitive life customs.

Unlike the enthusiasm at the first time, when they saw Goffman, they pointed their bows and wooden spikes at them.

Fortunately, a little boy I met ten years ago still remembered himself, so he was saved from blood spattering on the spot.

The little boy of that day is now a warrior in the tribe.

Signing, he told Goffman in the few English words he could speak, "Get out of here."

Goffman didn't understand why, and without waiting for him to ask, the old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe all took action, carrying all the prey they could hunt, and went deep into the jungle.

This series of actions obviously violated their inherent social relationships and behavior patterns.

Goffman was very interested and secretly followed with his students.

Then he felt the greatest fear of his life.

"Hell messenger..." Goffman's student screamed in terror.

All the members of the Youai tribe, who were offering sacrifices to their prey at the location of the red halo, suddenly turned their heads.

There was still blood on their faces, and the tribal leader was still carrying a baby who was a few months old in his hand.

The tribal leader held the baby by its feet and hung the baby upside down, just like bleeding a pheasant, cutting off the baby's throat.

Goffman reacted quickly, and while the students were running back, they plunged headlong into the crowd of Youai tribe.

He randomly destroyed the bloody lines under the halo, and as he guessed, the scary thing at the other end of the halo slowly disappeared.

But in the same way, he was also caught by the tribe.

If he had guessed correctly, what the Youai tribe was doing was a ritual of summoning demons.

He always thought it was just a cultural belief, but he never thought it would make him truly feel it once.

But he had a hunch that once the ceremony was truly completed, something bad would happen.

The people of the Youai tribe were originally mild-tempered.

But this time, they cut off their child's neck without hesitation.

In addition to the baby thrown on the ground by the tribal leader, there were many corpses of children piled up in the center of the pattern on the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, and the extreme fear of life still remained in their lifeless pupils.

Goffman was heartbroken and couldn't understand why the people of the Youai tribe turned into demons.

"You shouldn't have come back. You interrupted the ceremony of summoning the gods, and the tribal leader will not let you go." The little boy back then sneaked to the place where Goffman was being held, "Your companion was also arrested by others. The soldiers are back."

"When the water boils in the pot, the tribal leader will throw you down in the hope that God will forgive our sins."

Goffman lowered his head, touched a sharp stone with his bound hands, and broke the rope bit by bit.

Then he found the mobile phone from his trouser pocket, but unfortunately, he couldn't get through after several dials.

The satellite signal could not be received at all, but the little boy noticed his little action.

"Outlander, damn it..."

The little boy was very angry and gestured at Goffman several times with a wooden spike in his hand.

Goffman subtly noticed that the rope on his feet was unknowingly pulled away.

It was only soon that angry gurgling sounded from behind.

The little boy's small movements were discovered.

Goffman was in a hurry, broke away from the rope in a panic, pulled the little boy around and ran away.

But at this moment, they were surrounded by the leader of the tribe.

Just when Goffman felt guilty that he had troubled the little boy, the ground under his feet suddenly shook twice.

The sudden torrential rain brought a hurricane with it.

Goffman was stunned by the climate, which obviously did not belong to the local conditions.

He couldn't help wondering if it was the chain reaction caused by the opening and closing of the gate of hell just now.

The entire Blue Star, not just this kind of abnormal change occurred in this unknown primitive jungle.

There were several other equally drastic changes.

The direct impact is that, on a global scale, the number of natural disasters has skyrocketed.