When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

South America, Peru, Cusco Province.

Old Tang tried to find the gathering place of the hunters according to the mission details sent to him by his employer - this was not an easy task for him.

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Well, he admits, it's not just not easy, it should be said that it's very difficult.

Old Tang knew that he was a road addict. Sometimes he would get lost even when driving a few blocks away from his home to buy fast food, so he rarely went on far-off missions. He had never even been abroad, but this time he crossed over to the United States. Straight out of North America.

In fact, before he got the two potions from Brother Fei, he had been hesitating whether to give up the mission - although the reward was really generous, wouldn't it be a huge loss if he couldn't find it home?

But now he couldn't help but hesitate. After all, he had spent all his emergency funds on impulse at that time. If he didn't get some reward for the mission, he would go bankrupt.

In a place like the United States, going bankrupt during a debt period is almost equivalent to becoming a homeless person who will never be able to get out of bed. Your house, car, computer and other valuable things will be taken away by the bank to pay off the debt. You have to go to sleep. Main Street, get the dole - if you can get in line.

If you want to find a job, a homeless person needs to prove that he has a stable place to live, but can someone with a stable place still be called a homeless person?

As a hunter, Old Tang is a freelancer. It seems that he is much luckier than those who need to work normally. After all, even if his things are taken away by the bank, he only needs to get some money to pick up a task in an Internet cafe and get it after completing it. The reward will make a difference.

But the question is, when the bank seizes his things, how likely is it that he will not reveal his specialness?

If something is discovered, his fate will definitely be much worse than that of a homeless man, so he must not let himself get into the dilemma of having his home confiscated by the bank.

So now he's lost.

The city of Cusco in Cusco Province is the capital of the ancient Inca Empire. As an ancient city that was once the political, economic, cultural and religious center of the ancient Inca Empire, Cusco has now become Peru's premier city with its profound historical heritage. is a prosperous tourist city whose tourism industry supports tens of thousands of local residents.

But after all, Cusco Province has a vast jurisdiction with an area of ​​nearly 72,000 square kilometers. The main bustling area is only the urban area of ​​Cusco. The rest of the province has a large number of mountains, plateaus, canyons and tropical rainforests. It is said to be a vast territory. The sparseness of people is not too much.

Old Tang was now driving a rented motorcycle aimlessly on a straight road that ran through the wilderness - all he could see before and to the left and right were gray-black roads, khaki wasteland and dry weeds.

The road that runs through the wilderness is already very wide for a motorcycle, but it is too thin for the wilderness that is penetrated. It is like an ink mark scratched on khaki papyrus. The portrait of Old Tang driving the motorcycle traces the ink along the paper. Traces of rolling gravel.

It's not that Old Tang doesn't have navigation, but far away from the city, the reliability of navigation will continue to decrease as the distance increases. Considering his current distance from the city, navigation may not be more reliable than him, a road idiot.

In order to avoid getting lost and being late, he set out three days in advance. The sunset was about to set below the horizon. By then, he had already wasted two days. If he could not arrive at the mission location on the last day, he would not only not get paid, but he would not even know where to go. How to get back - especially when you don't have much money and there isn't much gas in the motorcycle tank.

I wonder if Brother Fei can come to save me then?

This idea flashed through Old Tang's mind, and then he gave up the fantasy - now even he himself doesn't know where he is, where can Brother Fei save him?

Half of the sunset in front of him had sunk into the horizon. Old Tang's eyes were orange and his heart was filled with despair.

Am I going to get lost here and starve to death?

Old Tang no longer expects to find the mission location. Even finding a city where he can wash dishes and make a living is now a luxury.

In the fading sunset, Old Tang seemed to see his own tombstone.

Oh, no, people who die in the wild will not have tombstones.

"boom……"

A subtle engine roar sounded from behind Old Tang, and then quickly approached Kuoda. In just ten seconds, it was already like the roar of a giant beast.

If there really was a behemoth behind him, Old Tang would have absolutely no regard for the little fuel left and would twist the accelerator to the end and fly away. However, the roar of the engine that sounded like a behemoth coming from behind would only make Old Tang overjoyed - —Someone gave him directions or gave him a ride or gave him some fuel.

Of course, the risk of encountering bad guys in such an open wilderness is not small, but Old Tang, who has retrieved large and small bags of equipment from the hunter logistics company and hung them on his motorcycle, is not afraid at all. Although he is only a second-rate hunter, he is He is considered an elite among ordinary people, and ordinary special forces soldiers may not be as skilled as him.

If the other party is really a gangster wandering in the wilderness, he is like a cowboy in the desert with a revolver and a leather vest. He will be happy if the other party is a gangster - so that he can put the gun to their head without any psychological burden. Let them take him to the mission point.

He turned back to look at the roaring steel beast, but his eyes widened.

It has a dark body, a short front face, sharply angular cockpit, and a silver car logo inlaid on the engine hood, which looks like a sheep with a pair of sharp horns. There is also a wide body behind the car.

Dodge Ram?

Old Tang was a little surprised. This car is a pickup truck made in the United States. Although it is a good car with strong horsepower and a high price, it was already offline in the North American market in 2003!

This car doesn't look like it has been driven for four or five years. Could it be that it has been well maintained? Or is it that North America is offline but South America is still selling this thing?

Old Tang was a little puzzled. He was about to wave to the Dodge Ram approaching him from behind to slow down, but the other party took the initiative to slow down. The driver's side window opened, and a head with a high ponytail and sunglasses stuck out.

"The handsome guy in front!"

Judging from the parts not covered by the sunglasses, this woman should be of yellow race. A feeling of intimacy suddenly arose in Old Tang's heart, and he lowered his vigilance a little, adjusting the speed of the car to drive on par with the Dodge Ram.

"Hi! Beauty!"

Although he couldn't see the part blocked by the sunglasses, just looking at the lower half of her face, Old Tang could confirm that the other party was definitely a rare beauty.

"Handsome guy, are you lost or don't have enough gas?" Mai Shutoku said with a smile, "With this horsepower on your motorcycle, it's like taking a walk."

"Actually, I'm almost out of gas because I got lost," Old Tang couldn't hide his tired look on his face, "If you, beauty, are willing to show me the way and sell me some extra fuel, I will pray for you in front of God. "

"I am Japanese and I believe in Amaterasu."

Mai Shutoku shook her head.

"From today on, I am the most loyal believer in Amaterasu Omikami!"

Old Tang stretched out a hand and swore, Mai Shutoku stepped on the brakes, the Dodge Ram slowed to a stop, and Old Tang braked and slowed down.

"Let me see the address, maybe I know him!"

Mai Shutoku stretched out her slender arms from the car window.

"This is it."

Old Tang handed over a printed piece of paper.

"Huh?" Mai Jiude took off her sunglasses, a look of surprise appeared on her face, she raised her eyes to look at Old Tang, and asked with some surprise, "Come with us?"

Old Tang's eyes widened - partly because of Mai Shutoku's beauty, and partly because of the "fellow" the other party called him.

"remains?"

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Mai Shutoku nodded.

Old Tang's vigilance instantly rose - although there seemed to be no conflict of interest between the two parties, since the other party was a hunter, there was a high probability that he would have the power to threaten his life, so he had no choice but to be vigilant.

"What a coincidence," Mai Shutoku handed the paper back to Old Tang, "Handsome, if you don't mind taking a detour and arriving late, I can give you a ride. Just put your motorcycle in my trunk! "

"Of course I don't mind!"

Old Tang admitted that he really wanted to take advantage of the beauty, and even if someone gave him directions, he really couldn't guarantee that he would arrive smoothly. There were colleagues who were willing to take him along. Although he had to always be wary of the other party's ulterior motives, he always It was better than trying his luck and wandering around, but there was one thing he was confused about.

"Why the detour?"

Old Tang asked doubtfully.

"I need to get something first before I can go to the mission meeting point," Mai Shutoku explained, but she didn't elaborate on what she wanted to pick up. She just pointed behind her in the direction she came from, "By the way, handsome guy, the mission meeting point is here Over there, do you have something to pick up, or something to do?"

Old Tang:? ? !

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