After Dean left Pavina County, he continued to drive along Route 65 for half a month. The time quietly entered mid-October, and the withered leaves dyed the entire journey golden.
In the past half month, every time he passed through the counties and towns along the way, he stopped to investigate nearby bars, looking for clues about Lena, but the progress was slow and basically no clues were found.
There was also good news. Along the way, his omen expertise came into play and helped Di avoid several meaningless troubles such as interrogations by the police and extortion by gangsters, saving a lot of time.
He also used his short stay in the town to make the bow tip, bow handle, and bow arms based on his own arm length. They were glued together, and the silk threads were wound together to create the bow body.
Combined with the bone arrows made from human-faced rat teeth and the precise shooting effects of level 4, Dean can hit the target with every shot within a range of two hundred meters, and can penetrate ordinary body armor within fifty meters.
Even so, this bow is only a semi-finished product at present. It can only withstand a small part of Dean's arm strength. If he pulls it with all his strength, the bow will break directly.
Dean also had to find suitable horns that could stick to the belly of the bow and tendons on the back of the bow, as well as glue that could perfectly bond them and withstand the high-strength test of repeated stretching, bending and rebound.
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Route 65 runs from Kentucky to Tennessee.
Dean retracted his thoughts and glanced at the co-pilot. Ying was turning the steering wheel with telekinesis and driving the car.
His hands were completely freed, and he took out the M1900, the dart board, the axe, the spear, the cross dart, and the six newly made 70 cm long bone arrows in the fantasy space. He wiped and maintained them one by one with oil, and added some oil to the weapon. Instill ideas.
Under the sunlight outside the window, the smooth surface of the weapon sheds the luster of jade.
Through continuous indoctrination during this period, he has established a hidden connection with most of the weapons. The weapons have become more and more suitable for his body. Every time he uses them, it is as natural and smooth as extending his arm, with sharpness, solidity, and lethality. Strength...has also been extremely weakly improved.
In addition, Dean closed his eyes and could clearly see a few flashes of light in the darkness without resorting to God's perspective, confirming their general location.
The maintenance effect is remarkable, and Dean feels that he is not far from the point of "weapon summoning spell".
Half an hour later, Dean put away the maintained weapons, took out a plate of steak with evenly distributed marble snowflake patterns from the fantasy space, sprinkled it with black pepper and salt, and used a knife to cut the steak into three half-palm-sized pieces. piece.
Then he gave his companions a look.
"Man, it's your turn to perform."
"Shadow"'s dark face showed a vivid look of helplessness, and he used a few strands of telekinesis to lift the steak into the space above the back seat of the car.
Sizzling... The surface of the steak instantly ignited with light blue flames, the grease crackled out, and wisps of meat-scented white smoke floated out, but most of them didn't have time to float to the front row, and were blown to the back row by the telekinesis blower. outside the car window.
A few minutes later, the three steaks were grilled into a light gray-brown color with a small amount of pink.
"Shadow" skillfully used the power of mind to deprive them of heat, cool them to a suitable temperature, cut them into more than a dozen pieces like magic in mid-air, and put each piece into Dean's mouth next to him.
"Well, it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the heat is just right..."
Dean was chewing his steak and waved out the window, and a red apple automatically broke away from the apple tree on the side of the road and flew into his palm.
With a click, the sweet and sour juice exploded in his mouth. He squinted his eyes happily, feeling that the long road to find his mother had turned into a delicious road trip.
"The combination of meat and vegetables is perfect, brother, this skill is not inferior to that of a five-star hotel chef." Dean was full of praise for the hard-working "Shadow", but after the praise, he frowned, and a familiar feeling of awkwardness came over him. When he came up, he vaguely smelled a faint pungent smell in the air, like some kind of chemical.
Sure enough, after the Jaguar drove less than two kilometers along the highway, Dean saw a long line of cars lined up in front of him, blocking the road.
Dean leaned over, got off the car and looked further. At the front of the long queue, a transport truck with a huge tank rolled over on the road. The tank burst and leaked a black liquid, polluting the entire road.
A group of workers wearing protective clothing are making emergency repairs.
"Hey, man, what's going on up front?" Dean walked to a truck and handed a randomly picked apple to the driver who was leaning against the window.
The truck driver took the apple and held it in his palm, but did not eat it. "A special transport truck had an accident, and chemicals flowed everywhere."
"How long will it take to get back to normal?"
"In my opinion, with this scale of leakage, it will take at least night to clean up."
"How many hours do we have to wait?"
"At least." The driver said calmly.
"Do car accidents like this often happen on this stretch of road?"
"This highway runs from Kentucky to Tennessee...and the location it passes is not far from Oak Ridge, so special transport vehicles often drive along the road to Oak Ridge, and it is not surprising that accidents occur."
"Wait, where is Oak Ridge?" Dean asked,
"You don't even know this?" The driver gave him a strange look and cleared his throat, "Oak Ridge is located in eastern Tennessee in the south. A group of scientists once developed the atomic bomb in Oak Ridge and bombed the little days... But I’ve heard there are other weird research projects out there that require a lot of chemicals.”
Dean rubbed his chin and nodded thoughtfully.
"Are you in a hurry?" The driver saw his gloomy look and made a suggestion, "If your car is in good condition, you can go back and choose a dirt road on the left that is not in good condition. You can get around it by driving for a long time. In this section of the road blockage, go back to Route 65.”
Dirt road?
After hearing this, Dean looked at the dark car and hesitated for a moment - should he wait until night when no one was paying attention and use his mind power to lift the car over, or should he take a small road?
As soon as this idea came to his mind, he immediately had an impulse - to go to the trail!
After receiving such a strong signal for the first time in half a month, Dean trusted his intuition without hesitation, drove back, took the left ramp off the highway and entered a dusty country road surrounded by dense greenery. .
At the next several forks in the road, he followed his impulse and intuitively chose the path on the left, and finally ran into a sparsely populated forest path called "Bear Mountain Road."
boom!
After running less than one kilometer, Dean heard a violent crash far in front of him, and he accelerated and drove over.
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On the narrow road between the woods, a white jeep and a blue station wagon broke down. The front and rear of their cars were smashed to pieces. It was obvious that they had just had an "intimate encounter."
In the middle of the road, a business-style man wearing a long-sleeved blue shirt and suit pants was explaining to five young people, three men and two women, with a frightened look on his face.
The three ladies among the five were wearing light and close-fitting vests, men's shirts, and white T-shirts. They looked like they were on a field trip.
"Sorry, I just found a dead deer on the side of the road while driving. I looked back twice and didn't notice your car parked on the road." The man in the shirt said guiltily,
"Oh my God, you're driving too fast, do you want to commit murder?" A couple wearing rich Hawaiian-style clothes danced and complained to him,
"I'm sorry again. I was in a hurry, so I drove a little faster, but are you all okay?" The man's handsome face looked at the other party's members with remorse, and he made sure that he didn't see a trace of blood.
"God bless us, our tire broke and we got out of the car to check the situation, and we happened to escape." Another girl in a tight white vest, showing off her tall figure, walked up, with a trace of concern on her cold face, " What about you? You don’t look good, want to sit down? You might have a concussion.”
"It's okay, I'm just too nervous." The man leaned over and held his knees with his hands, taking a deep breath.
"What the hell is going on with you? Are you driving so fast to rush to get married?" Another couple stepped forward. One of the girls with short burgundy hair asked sharply, "This is my mother's favorite car. You Let it be completely scrapped, and you must compensate!”
"I will compensate you for all your losses!" The man felt angry when he heard this. These guys didn't take any protective measures and parked the car in the middle of the road. Don't they have any responsibility? "But why did your tire break?"
"There is an unscrupulous bastard who placed a barbed wire fence in the middle of the road. One end of the wire fence was tightly wrapped around a tree, just right in front of the tire." The girl in the white vest pointed to the tire of the white jeep, which was wrapped with a circle of Parmanson. Rusty iron nails and wires, "He did it on purpose!"
"What kind of bastard would be so mischievous?" the woman in the blue vest said angrily,
"No matter who he is, he should be put in jail!" The baby-faced black-haired man wearing sunglasses kicked the ground angrily.
"Calm down," the lady in the white vest comforted her companion, then looked at the man who caused the accident with her hands on her hips, "What's your name?"
"Chris..."
"I'm Jesse." The woman introduced several companions one by one.
The tall and thin man in the yellow shirt is called Scott, the baby-faced man wearing sunglasses and a white T-shirt is Evan, the petite red-haired girl with sweet features is called France, and the black-haired lady in a blue vest with a slightly darker complexion is called Ka. Li.
These five people looked a few years younger than Chris, like young people in their twenties who had just graduated from college.
Jesse asked again, "Chris, is your car okay?"
The man sighed and patted the flat front of the blue car, "There's something wrong and it can't start."
"Then we are stuck where we are... Let me think about it... I remember there is a rest stop a few dozen miles back. Let's go there together to find a phone for help?"
"It's a pity... I just passed by the rest stop an hour ago, and the phone at the rest stop was broken." Chris shook his head. "The shop owner said that a place like this may not be able to repair the phone in a few days."
"Everyone, look around. We are here to relax anyway. Why don't we stay where we are and take a few photos?" Scott straightened the collar of his yellow shirt and looked at Chris and teased, "Maybe we can wait until the next 'racing driver' .”
"Haha, Scott, have you ever been kissed by the Virgin Mary? Here comes a car!" The red-haired girl jumped up happily, waving in the distance, a blue car The Jaguar drove into everyone's sight,
Dudu!
Dean honked the horn a few times, stopped the car, and leaned out of the car window, his face mostly covered by toad mirrors.
"Do you need help?"
"You came in time, sir..." Jesse hurried forward and described the previous unexpected situation. "Can you go to the front and call a tow truck for me?"
"How far ahead can we enter the town?" Dean glanced at the faces of the six people present, but couldn't find the element that made him excited. His intuition pointed to the surrounding woods.
Jesse thought for a while, "About half a day."
"Then you have to wait until night. The forest at night may not be safe." Dean raised his eyebrows, and the solemn look on his face made several people's hearts skip a beat.
"It's quite humorous, buddy. You are alone, and the six of us are still worried that a few wolves will suddenly come out of the woods?" Evan looked at the lush woods around him with a playful smile, and the big trees were as tall as giant umbrellas. It stands tall and exudes the refreshing breath of nature.
"This place has a nice view, and maybe there are even half-dressed forest nymphs?" Frances grinned slightly and held her boyfriend's arm in approval.
"Everyone, be quiet. The danger you're talking about is the bastards who set up barbed wire fences?" Only Jesse heard the implication of Dean's words.
Dean nodded appreciatively, "In the evening, in the wilderness, on a sparsely populated forest road, the car suddenly hit a carefully arranged barbed wire fence and broke down...Then the owner of the car died inexplicably. Guess why?"
"Come on, brother, don't scare people with those stupid horror movies. This is just a boring prank," Scott analyzed rationally. "It could also be a routine set up by a nearby tow truck factory to make money, and they deliberately put it on the road. Throwing things and damaging our cars, people in my hometown also do this."
"It's always good to be careful when you go out," Dean said slowly, taking off his toad glasses, his eyes flashed with strange light, and he looked at the six people one by one, "Who told me to be nosy? Like this? Come on, come and squeeze in my car, and I'll take you off this forest road for free."
"I don't want to be squeezed into a meat pie," the beauty in the blue vest hugged her trembling chest with her hands and shook her head. "If you can help call a tow truck, everyone will be grateful."
The companions around him nodded.
"I'll stay too." Chris sighed, "I hit their car."
Dean saw that he couldn't be persuaded and hypnosis was ineffective, so he stopped talking and said, "OK, I'll call a tow truck for you. Please take care of yourself."
After saying that, the blue jaguar walked away along the forest path.
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"This guy is weird. He doesn't even have a name." Frances held her boyfriend's hand and faced everyone, and said seriously, "Speaking of the danger of the forest, I feel that he is the most dangerous person."
"This gentleman has enthusiastically agreed to help and also given suggestions. Don't speak harshly behind your back." Jesse retorted to his companion and made decisive arrangements, "But we can't place our hopes entirely on a stranger. I'm going to check out the situation nearby, is anyone here?"
The lanky Scott, his girlfriend Carly, and the unlucky crasher Chris raised their hands in response.
"We're not going anywhere..." Evan hugged his girlfriend and leaned on the front of the jeep, lit a cigarette holder and said to each other, "What a wonderful place this place is. The butt of the car is broken, but the front of the car is as complete as a double There are beds, trees and grass growing on both sides of the road, and birds chirping in the woods...it makes people want to be intimate without realizing it.”
"Okay, two animals in heat." Jesse waved his hands towards his two friends and distributed several camping backpacks to his companions who set off together. "We haven't reached the end of the journey yet. Please take it easy. Don't Take lives."
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The six-man team was divided into two.
Dean, who had already driven five kilometers, quietly got out of the car, snapped his fingers, and the car flew into the deep bushes beside the woods and hid it. He hooked his fingers again. Not far ahead, there was a thorny road crossing the road. The barbed wire was pulled down forcefully, hung in mid-air, rolled into a hedgehog ball, and rolled to Dean's feet.
He turned on his God's perspective and scanned the surrounding woods, but couldn't find any lurkers.
"Triggered the omen, wanted to puncture my tire, and even played hide-and-seek? I'll just have fun with you."
brush--
Dean shot into the sky like a sharp arrow, then flashed past the crown of a tree, surveying the entire forest.
(End of chapter)
