Beauty Comprehensive 1999

Chapter 247 Western Wilderness Red Dead Redemption?

With the speed of Itachi's teleportation technique and Aizen's teleportation technique, the two avatars quickly traveled dozens of kilometers across the desolate grassland, and finally found traces of human habitation on the outskirts of the grassland.

It was a seemingly deserted road made of ruts and horseshoes. It was obvious that humans existed in this world, at least there were intelligent beings similar to humans who could use carriages.

"If there's a road, there's someone there, Weasel, let your crow out to explore the road..."

After hearing Xie Zihao's order, Weasel lightly shook his shoulder, and a big crow with a shiny black body and only scarlet eyes flew up from his shoulder. In an instant, it penetrated the air like a sharp arrow and headed towards

The two stand-ins flew in the direction of the road in front of them.

The reason why the crows were asked to explore the road was because Xie Zihao found that although the spiritual power consumed by the two doubles on the road here was lower than in a modern environment, it was easy to overexert themselves during long journeys, so it was better to maintain physical strength and let the crows consume less energy.

It's best to explore the route separately.

After all, the crow itself can fly, so it consumes very little without using any force.

Not long after, Itachi, who could share the field of view with the crow clone, immediately moved his eyes. It was obvious that crow had discovered something.

"Walk!"

Xie Zihao controlled Itachi and said something, then he and Aizen headed towards the direction where the crow was flying.

On a deserted road full of rocks and weeds, three riders dressed as cowboys in Western movies were slowly walking along the road. Behind them was a caravan pulled by two horses. One of the three riders was leading the car forward with a rein.

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Xie Zihao, who shared Weasel's vision, had actually seen this scene through the crow's eyes, but after actually seeing the appearance of these three people, he was still a little surprised.

Judging by their attire, they were three adult white men who were at least in their twenties, eighties, or forties. It was hard to tell their true age because of their unshaven faces, and even though they all wore cowboy hats, their skin was also sunburned.

They are slightly black and red, and they can only be seen as white. One of them seems to have some Latin-South American characteristics from the facial contour.

The rider at the front looked up at the crows flying in the sky and couldn't help but say:

"Unfortunately, it turned out to be a black guy. We have to hurry to the next settlement and find a church to ask the priest to use holy water to drive away evil spirits..."

Crows are considered to be unlucky symbols in certain periods of time in both the East and the West. They are also called death birds and mourning birds together with owls. In addition, the boring and long traveling life makes them feel a little irritable, so it’s good to see

Only the crow rider will feel unlucky.

The rider leading the carriage smiled evilly and said:

"Boss, didn't you say that if you don't believe in God, you have to believe in Satan? Will you be struck by lightning if you go to church like this?"

The leader's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he scolded:

"Shaq, you bastard, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up your stinky mouth. I only prayed to Satan to make a fortune when I was working. In our line of work, of course we need to be more flexible in our beliefs to survive long enough."

do you know?"

The other rider couldn't hold back his laughter and his shoulders twitched, making a strange sound like a duck.

This made the boss glare at him fiercely and said:

"And you Bill, if you laugh again I'll tell you about the stupid things you did in Charleston!"

The rider named Bill immediately surrendered with his hands and said:

"Okay, okay! It's my fault, boss. When we get to the front, how about I invite you to Old Hawk's tavern to have a good time?"

The boss then muttered, "You know what you're doing, kid," and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that his boss had let him go, Bill, who had almost revealed his dark past, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If others knew that Buffalo Bill was a quick shooter who only entered and finished in ten seconds, he would really be shameless in the bounty hunter circle.

Even though he was just in bad condition that day and could usually last at least three minutes, he couldn't explain this!

But when the three riders continued to move forward for a few minutes, they discovered that two figures, one large and one small, appeared in front of the road. Their expressions suddenly changed from strange to surprised, and finally they revealed evil smiles.

You must know that the three of them belong to a small gang called bounty hunters. In fact, in the remote areas of the Midwest that are beyond the jurisdiction of the law, this title is no different from bad guys or criminals.

When many bounty hunters encounter lone travelers, they often don't mind appearing as a robber, or a villain who steals money, sex, and kills.

There were two lone travelers in front of them. They didn't look like poor people. Isn't this a door-to-door business?

So the three of them looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. They all urged their horses to trot closer to the two in front.

When they got closer and saw clearly the appearance of the two people standing on the roadside in front of them, the three riders all had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Because just by looking at the other party's dress, they can tell that this is not something ordinary people can wear. Although they can't understand the clothes.

"Hey! Friends in front of me, we are the bounty hunter Thomson team, and I am the captain Jack Thomson. Are you separated from the team?"

Listening to this slightly accented words, it is somewhat different from the real dialect of the Federation. It is more like the accent of Yalun, but it also feels like the accent of the northeastern part of the Federation. Fortunately, it is not the dialect of the island country or Asan.

That kind of thing is relatively easy for Xie Zihao to understand.

So he controlled Aizen, who looked like an adult, and said in a gentle and magnetic low voice:

"Yes, we encountered a wild wolf attack and were temporarily separated from the team. If the three gentlemen can send us to the nearest settlement, I will definitely give you appropriate rewards!"

It's not that the avatars can't speak, but it's very difficult to form ideas to personality. With the simple and ignorant thinking of the three avatars now like three-year-old children, they still can't imitate the way adults speak without flaws.

Therefore, Xie Zihao needs to control it with his mind in order to pretend to be a real human being and communicate with others without revealing any flaws.

After seeing these three cowboy-looking people and what they said, two words came to Xie Zihao's mind, the Federation's Westward Expansion Movement, and Red Dead Redemption!

Then I heard Jack Thomson say boldly:

"It doesn't matter, our Thomson team is famous for our warm-heartedness, and in this wilderness of the west, all pioneers should help each other to defeat the threats of wild beasts and those hateful natives. It is your luck to meet us, please

Get in the car..."

After hearing this, Xie Zihao became more confident in determining the background of this world.

"It should be the period of the White Eagle Federation's westward movement in reality, which probably started at the end of the 18th century and ended at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century. As for the specific year, it is difficult to judge yet."

Although judging from the short rifles and long spears stuck on the waists and backs of the three so-called bounty hunters with bad intentions, it should be possible to roughly distinguish the era based on their appearance, but Xie Zihao was not familiar with firearms in his memory.

, the original memory only goes to the shooting range with Todd and his father to play with guns when he was a child. He can use a pistol briefly, but his understanding is very general.

It is impossible to judge the age based on the appearance and structure of the firearm.

So Xie Zihao could only pretend that he didn't notice anything, smiled gratefully, and with Weasel, who was tightly wrapped in a cloak, got into each other's caravan among the three bounty hunters with deep and warm smiles.

(End of chapter)