Merlin demonstrated the dangers of practicing fire elements on the street with his personal experience; he was taken away by two bionic policemen for investigation, and even implicated Zhuang Xiao, who was preparing fruit soup for the tribe's victory.
The tribe's warlord had to personally go to the security management center, where he and Merlin deeply discussed their mistakes, submitted a 1000-word self-reflection, and promised never to engage in such dangerous behavior again.
Fortunately, the tribe's diplomat intervened, sparing Merlin from fines and administrative detention.
The tribe's high priest returned to his station, having achieved nothing, and could only lie on the hard board bed in his room, staring at the ceiling to start meditating.
"The tribe has once again produced magic units."
Closely observing the tribe's development, Lindong highly evaluated the future of this new civilization, seeing it advancing in a more comprehensive direction.
"Still not sleeping?"
