I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 24. Stink Bomb Attack!

Carly waited the whole night, but she didn't see anything.

But at dawn, she heard a wolf howl.

"They're here!"

She was overjoyed and was about to go up to him when Char stopped her.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"Don't worry."

Char looked in the direction of the howl with a playful expression.

Although the Black Mamba Tribe was divided into three groups, Carly had the least number of people with her, just over a hundred, while the other two group each had nearly five hundred people. The difference could be described more than "huge."

To put it bluntly, the tribe didn't trust her.

There were originally four hundred people in each of the three groups. The leader of Carly's team was her foster mother and teacher, who was also the previous Beast Dancer Priest. The latter died in the war against the other tribes, so Carly became the leader at a young age. After that, the people in the group quickly disappeared. She tried to keep them, but only a hundred people were left. He did not believe that the other two priests were not behind this.

It was true that Carly would become the high priest of the entire Black Mamba Tribe in the future. This was the historical trend, but he had not personally experienced it. He did not know how much ridicule, disdain, and contempt she had suffered in the process. Now that he had seen it, he could not ignore it.

"According to your rules, you have to respond to the Spirit Serpent when you see it. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a betrayal. That makes sense, right? " He asked.

Carly nodded hesitantly.

"But it's not that strict. Maybe they didn't see..."

"The constellation has been in the sky for an entire night. Are they all suffering from spinal damage and can't lift their heads up? They didn't see it? That's ridiculous!" Char sneered.

"What if they're fleeing and can't afford to respond and expose their position?" Carly explained on behalf of her tribesmen.

"All the more reason to respond. The Spirit Serpent they released should be a Broken Tail Snake, meant to warn. Otherwise, why would they be leading the way to the enemy like this. Allies, this way please, our people are still here."

Although she didn't understand what he meant, Carly could understand the sarcasm in his words and her expression was complicated.

"We shouldn't speculate. This is my family."

Char nodded. "I understand the logic, but I don't want to let go of any of the b*stards that should be attacked. This time, I'll negotiate with them. We need to hide needles in cotton, and you're the cotton."

Carly was deep in thought. Suddenly, she asked, "Then are you the needle?"

"???"

F*ck, have I gotten myself involved?

...

The group that had let out the howl was led by one of the two elderly priests, Xilu. Although the atmosphere was harmonious when the two groups met, there was always a trace of disharmony.

For example, Xilu himself did not show up. Instead, he sent his assistant, a brawny barbarian with braids, to talk to Carly.

Seeing this, Char nudged Carly, signaling for her to leave first and that he would deal with this one himself. Carly couldn't change his mind and could only agree.

"If you have anything to say, you can talk to him. I'm leaving."

"Bah!" Naby spat in a low voice, "If you want to leave, then leave. What do you mean by leaving? I don't like this kind of stuff!"

"Naby!"

Carly was also a little angry. Seeing that the figure behind her was about to appear, she was about to teach this rude guy a lesson, but Char hurriedly went up and persuaded her to leave.

After waiting for Carly to walk away, Char beckoned to the barbarian, who was a head and a half taller than him.

"What are you doing?"

"Nabi, you don't want me to be too loud for what I'm going to say next, do you?" Char laughed, "For example, I might say that on your 17th birthday, there was a poor female sheep..."

Before he could finish, Naby's expression changed drastically. Before the unruly look on his face could ease, his face turned into the color of a pig's liver.

When he was 17, he drank too much under the instigation of a group of people and had sex with a female sheep in the dead of the night. He thought that he was the only one who knew about it, but who knew that Char would mention it? He could not hold back his imposing manner.

He was furious and wanted to grab Char's neck.

"I'll tear your mouth apart if you dare to tell anyone!"

Swish

A sword light flashed, and the hand that Naby extended lost a thumb.

He did not seem to have realized what was going on. He was stunned for a few seconds before he flew into a rage and pounced on Char without a care.

However, Char was like a slippery eel. With a slight twist, his entire body appeared behind Naby. The tip of the sword was pressed against the back of Naby's neck, and the skin was pierced.

"Behave yourself. Now, take me to see your priest. Next time, it won't be your fingers that fall off," Char said gently.

Naby finally reined in his temper and led him away respectfully.

After a few twists and turns, Char arrived at Xilu's tent under the curious gazes of everyone.

Unlike Carly's tent, which was completely white, Xilu's tent was pitch black, giving off a solemn and dignified aura. A woman's voice could be heard from inside.

Naby looked at Char and then at the tent. He was embarrassed and did not know what to say.

"I'll do it."

Char patted his shoulder gently. Naby did not understand and thought that he would call the door politely, but Char opened the curtain and threw something in.

"Pfft"

After the sound of air leaking, a woman's coughing and shouting came from inside. After a few seconds, the curtain was pulled open, and two women in disheveled clothes rushed out, accompanied by a strong stench.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough! Naby!"

Xilu was screaming madly inside while Naby was pacing back and forth anxiously outside. He opened the curtain several times but did not have the courage to go in.

This was the recipe for the odor bomb that Kirito created after analyzing the smell of his multi-purpose bedroom. The effect seemed to be much weaker, but it was great for pranking. Once Leif deciphered the recipe, it became in high demand by the mushroom people, and was even sold back to the plain of treasure.

Finally, an extremely familiar shadow burst through the top of the tent, setting off a wave that swept the stench out.

Char then put on a beak mask and walked in.

Xilu had lost a leg in an early battle, so he couldn't move freely and almost lost his ability to fight in close combat. Since then, he had devoted himself to studying witchcraft and became a spellcaster. His perception was not much lower than that of a level 60 wizard.

Therefore, even if he was busy with his work, he had already noticed Char.

As expected, when he saw Char, he was not surprised at all and immediately started cursing.

"It's just a few minutes, you damned long ears. Do you have to be so vicious?"

"Come on,"

Char threw him a mask.

"At least you're tactful."

Xilu snorted coldly and was about to take advantage of his seniority to make things difficult for him, but Char directly blocked his words.

"Taken is dead, right?"

Xilu's movements froze. He raised his head as if he had seen a ghost and took in a few more breaths of the stench.

"As expected."

Char smiled.

Xilu then realized that he had been tricked. He gave Char a deep look, then put on his mask, and a muffled voice came from under the mask.

"Taken is indeed dead. What else do you know?"