People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 214 Welcome to Crystal Lake Camp

The car drove over the bumpy, potholed road.

The dense foliage layered upon layered, blocking out the sunlight, leaving only a few sparse, incomplete shadows swaying in the wind.

The deeper you drive into the forest, the lower the temperature of the air becomes. With each breath, you can feel the cool, fresh air filling your lungs, bringing a refreshing coolness that is also very comfortable.

Occasionally, a few wooden houses can be seen along the edge of the woods on both sides.

Someone heard the car and leaned halfway out of the house to look outside.

Suren gripped the steering wheel, glanced at the people in the houses, and raised an eyebrow.

"There are still people living in this place?"

It seems Jason has become quite lax in the past two years and isn't taking his work seriously at all.

In the past, an ordinary person would have been chopped into mincemeat the moment they stepped into this area during the day.

After driving along the dirt road for a few minutes, the view suddenly opened up.

A lake, resembling a giant emerald, is nestled quietly in the embrace of mountains and forests.

A gentle breeze rippled across the lake, reflecting the sky and the trees along its shore.

In the middle of a fork in the road near the lake, there stands a wooden sign covered in moss.

Most of the red paint on top had peeled off, and a line of words could still be vaguely made out:

【Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake】

"We've arrived."

Suren drove the car off the main road and parked it on a flat, open grassy area.

Perhaps because they arrived early, this excellent grassland had not yet been occupied.

Setting up the tent here allows you to enjoy the lake view while being sheltered by the shade of the trees.

"Wow! This place looks really nice; the air is so much better than in Los Santos!"

Patty pushed open the car door and jumped out. She opened her arms and took a deep breath of the fresh, moisture-laden air.

Her face, which had looked tired from sitting in the car for a long time, regained its rosy color.

She looked at Suren, who had walked up to her, and gave her a thumbs up: "Good taste! You picked such a great spot. I thought you only knew how to find those creepy, ghostly places to scare me!"

Suren smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

The other car door opened, and Carrie led Alessa out of the car one after the other. The two looked around at the scenery and the distant mountains.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

The little monster was incredibly excited, as it was really going crazy being confined to that big rock every day.

As soon as it landed, it took its short limbs and sniffed the earth all the way to the lake.

"Jimoz, come back! Don't go near the water!"

Seeing this, Carrie quickly lifted her skirt and chased after him, scooping the furry ball of flesh into her arms.

"Let's take our luggage down first. We can stay here for a day or two, and then we'll have to go back to the city to replenish our supplies."

Suren walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and began unloading the heavy camping equipment while looking around.

I wonder what stage Jason has evolved to now.

In his memory, this mama's boy became stronger every time he was killed.

From the deep mountains and forests at the beginning, they fought their way to bustling metropolises, and hundreds of years later, they even ventured into outer space.

There is no place he cannot go, only places that humans cannot imagine.

However, he seemed to have never heard of any city experiencing a horrific murder.

This also means that the guy should still be in the camp.

It's just that it might have been killed by a group of tourists before it, and is now hiding in some corner, sleeping soundly.

Soon, tents, folding chairs, moisture-proof mats, and even a barbecue grill half a person's height were all moved out of the car.

After Suren finished setting up her own tent, she was about to help Patty and Carrie assemble theirs when Patty snatched the tent away from her.

"We'll do this ourselves!"

Patty patted his chest and said, "The point of camping is to experience life for yourself. What's the point if you do everything?"

Carrie nodded in agreement and bent down to arrange the ground stakes and guy lines.

Seeing this, Suren didn't force them and was happy to have some peace and quiet, so she let them do what they wanted.

Meanwhile, Alessa sat cross-legged on the picnic mat, holding several bags of original flavor potato chips, crunching away as she watched Patty and Carrie frantically struggle with the tent frame.

Suren was already lying on a beach chair.

He took off his original red jacket, revealing the short-sleeved shirt he had changed into beforehand.

The fabric outlined the smooth, firm muscle lines of his arms and chest.

He casually unscrewed a can of ice-cold Coke from the portable freezer next to him, and with a "hiss," tilted his head back and gulped down a big mouthful of Coke.

Suren narrowed his eyes slightly, looking towards the lake bay a few hundred meters away from their camp.

There, on the lakeside, are the only two-story wooden houses in the area.

On the platform in front of the wooden house stood five or six young men and women dressed in flashy swim trunks and bikinis.

The same group of people were just boating and playing on the lake.

It seems they've rented those two wooden houses and plan to have a party there.

At this moment, several hundred meters away, on the second-floor terrace of that wooden house.

A girl with short blonde hair leaned against the railing, a smile of excitement and curiosity on her face, holding binoculars and spying on the camp where Suren was.

Despite the great distance between them, she thought her actions were flawless.

However, Suren had already seen through her movements and even her figure clearly.

He smiled, raised the Coke in his hand and shook it to signal the other person to look over, then raised a middle finger.

Suren lay on the beach chair with a smile, raised her Coke, and gave the middle finger in the direction of the blonde girl.

He finally managed to get out and relax, but then he was spied on like a monkey, which really disgusted him.

Hundreds of meters away, the blonde girl on the balcony suddenly trembled as she held the binoculars.

She immediately took down the binoculars, a look of surprise flashing across her face.

Even from such a distance, she could only barely make out the other person through the binoculars.

But how could the other person possibly see her with the naked eye? And even respond to her?

"What are you looking at? Raising your right hand and then your left hand."

Patty walked over with a long barbecue skewer in her hand.

At this moment, some dirt and grass clippings got on her face from somewhere.

She followed Suren's gaze and looked over. Although she couldn't see their faces clearly from a distance, she could still make out the group of white bodies bathed in sunlight.

Patty gritted her teeth and kicked Suren in the shin.

"Stop looking! The fire's all lit, come on over and let's grill some meat!"

Patty glared at him. "After such a long drive, my stomach is growling."

Suren glanced at her.

How could you, someone who sat in the back seat eating, drinking, and having fun the whole way, have the nerve to say something like that?

"Are the tents all set up?"

He glanced at the tent; the scattered parts had been transformed into a tent.

The windbreak ropes were pulled taut, and the ground stakes were completely embedded in the ground; it looked pretty good.

"certainly!"

Patty casually wiped the dust off her face, turned around, and said, "Come and prepare the ingredients! It's a rare treat that two beautiful ladies are personally cooking for you today, so just sit back and enjoy!"

The afternoon passed peacefully.

Of course, this assumes you ignore the few pieces of undercooked meat or the charred, unidentified objects.

As the sun began to set, several more cars drove into Crystal Lake and set up camp in an open area some distance from Suren and his group.

These people were mostly groups of three to five college students, busy setting up tents and starting fires to cook.

During this time, several outgoing young people came over and enthusiastically invited Patty and Suren to join the party, but they politely declined.

Before we knew it, the sky was gradually darkening.

Suren lay back in the chair and glanced at the lake in the distance.

The last rays of the setting sun spilled onto the water, turning the originally emerald green lake a deep crimson.

The woods surrounding the camp were no longer as vibrant as they were during the day.

Under the cover of night, the shadows of the trees swayed, and a cold wind blew through the branches, leaving only boundless chill.

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