The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 10: Stereotypes

David, Panama.

This is a border city between Panama and Costa Rica.

After the line walkers get off the boat, they will arrive here and then pass through here to Costa Rica.

The area is easy to walk through, with Costa Rica just across the street.

And
Xiunuo looked at the rows of taxis in front of him and the smiles on the faces of the taxi drivers.

It was obvious that they had been waiting for someone here for a long time.

What stands out is the service with a smile, which demonstrates the maturity of an industry.

Xiunuo also understood what Wang Fugui meant by safety.

The previous route would make people gradually forget that they are individuals, but when they get here, they can instantly remember that they are individuals.

At the same time, Xiunuo was full of curiosity about the situation around him.

Although the memory fragments brought some 'modern' memories, these memories seemed quite false after being integrated with Xiunuo's complete memories of his previous life.

Seeing it with his own eyes now, Xiunuo still finds it very fresh.

The cars running on the road are a kind of magical means of transportation that does not require spiritual power to drive.

Street lamp is a kind of lighting equipment which does not use flame.

Telephone poles seem to be the energy in this world that provides "external" help to living beings instead of spiritual power.

It’s just that this power cannot be introduced into the body.

Unfortunately, if this thing is introduced into the body, it might be able to resist the thunder of tribulation.

Or when you reach the Qi Refining Stage in the future, you can try some decent Fu Lei Method?
After all, here, it seems that everyone has a spirit gathering array at home. Oh, no, it’s powered by electricity.

Well, it's worth a try! In my own world, there shouldn't be such a safe thunder method to improve my physical body's thunder resistance.

Thinking of this, Wang Fugui had already walked to the other side with Xiu Nuo and others, and then got into a taxi.

He was sitting in the passenger seat and talking to the driver, while in the back seat were Xiunuo and the two women.

As for Zhang Wenxuan and the other two, they got on a car behind, and I heard they still had to pay for the fare themselves.

Xiunuo looked at the two people talking and saw that the smile on the driver's face was getting bigger and bigger. It was obvious that this was a big order.

As the car started, Wang Fugui turned around, looked at Xiu Nuo and said, "This guy is making a fortune. He will take us to the border city of Costa Rica. I hope I have enough cash for the trip."

Xiu Nuo didn't even look at him, but looked at the scenery outside the window curiously, and replied: "I hope so too, otherwise I can only use my own method to make your cash enough."

Wang Fugui: “.”

Xiu Nuo looked back at him and said, "Isn't there a big jerk following you? This is not a rain forest anymore. There is a bank and Fugui. They are the wallets I found for you. By the way, do you have a map? I remember there is such a thing. Can you give me a copy?"

Wang Fugui's eyes widened: "Brother, don't you have a cell phone? Come to think of it, I haven't seen you use it since you escaped death that day. Is it out of battery?"

After Wang Fugui finished speaking, he said a few words to the driver, and the driver happily took out a power bank.

"What a great service." Xiao Rui said with emotion: "This is all ready."

"Nowadays, people's demand for mobile phone charging is more serious than cash." Wang Fugui handed the power bank to Xiunuo and said, "Believe me, the first thing those homeless people in the United States do is not to find where the rescue center is, but to find where to charge their phones."

Xiunuo took the power bank and began to search the information in his mind carefully, but
"My phone." Xiu Nuo found some information about the phone from some scattered fragments: "It seems to be lost." "Then I understand, it was stolen by those guys." Wang Fugui took out his own phone, adjusted the map and handed it to Xiu Nuo: "It's here. If you have any information later, remember to give it to me. This is related to our future safety."

Xiunuo did not answer, but looked at the map in his hand.

My mind continues to outline everything in this world.

He needed to understand the world as quickly as possible, and as for the mobile phone, he also got some information.

In his words, this is a very magical magic weapon. You know, the functions that mobile phones in this world have, on his side, require some big immortal sects to set up large formations to achieve the same effect.

And in this world, almost everyone has one of this thing!
The magic of this world has changed Xiunuo's initial disdain for the thin and turbid spiritual energy into curiosity and some admiration.

Is it possible for a mortal to achieve this without practicing?

Looking at the map, Xiunuo calculated the time of the rainforest he had walked through before and the size of it on the map. Then, Xiunuo came to a terrible conclusion.

This world is much smaller than I imagined.

In his own world, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage might only be able to fly out of a state after three days and three nights of flying. But in this world, with the speed of the Nascent Soul, half an hour is enough to fly across a continent if he flies alone. If he uses some escape techniques, it would be even faster.

Then, Xiunuo noticed a place and asked curiously, "This place should be closer, right?"

"Ah?" Wang Fugui looked back and instantly knew where Xiu Nuo was referring to: "Oh, you mean from the Bahamas to Florida. Don't even think about it. Their main business is tourism. So what if they exempt you from visas? They are very strict in catching illegal immigrants. Most importantly, they don't have this business over there!"

As if to prove his value as a guide, Wang Fugui continued, "So, that side is close and safe. I mean safe for people. But you have to buy a boat yourself. However, that place is full of reefs, so you must have a pilot who is familiar with it, otherwise you will definitely run aground."

"So, this goes back to the original question. They don't have the business of smuggling. And there are people who report it. Once the report is accepted, you know what will happen? I have seen many smart people like this being sent over in Ecuador."

Linlin glanced at the map and said, "But this looks pretty close. Can't we just make a boat ourselves? We don't have to worry about a raft or something running aground, right?"

Wang Fugui sneered: "Miss, you really fit my stereotype of women like you. You are just short of having the word ignorance written on your face. It's just a short distance on the map, but it's a full 200 kilometers!"

"By the way, let me tell you a little-known fact. There is a particularly strong Mexican warm current between the Bahamas and the United States. Your raft has no self-power. Believe me, you will definitely reach Bermuda before Florida. I don't need to say anything about that place, right?"

Linlin has already lowered her head.

Although Wang Fugui said this to Linlin, everyone knew who he actually told.

Wang Fugui, who had proved himself, looked at Xiu Nuo and said seriously, "Mr. Chu, I am a professional. Really, very, very professional! The premise is that you have to trust me and ensure my safety!"

Xiu Nuo looked at him with a smile: "Of course. Someone is looking for you."

Xiunuo pressed the play button, and a series of voices came out: "Tony! Where the hell have you been! You'd better tell me why those drug dealers came after me!"

Wang Fugui's face changed: "Damn it!"

Xiunuo laughed and said, "It seems that those drug dealers are smarter than I thought."

Wang Fugui was about to respond, but the next moment, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"How can you understand him? He's not speaking Chinese or English."

Xiunuo shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe I have a good talent for languages. I've heard a lot of it these past few days. You always repeat the same thing in many languages, don't you? So through the tone and some key words, it's easy to understand what he's saying."

I don't even have this much memory and discernment, how did I learn from others when I was cleaning the Sutra Pavilion? Those obscure secret manuals and techniques are much more profound and difficult to understand than the language that this world only uses for communication.

Wang Fugui's eyes gradually widened, and finally, he scratched his head: "I really can't understand it! If you have this ability, why do you want to be a runner!"

(End of this chapter)