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Although two weeks have passed since the bomber attack and the discussion on the Internet has greatly reduced, the increased national security level will not be adjusted back so quickly.Airports, interstate long-distance bus stations, high-speed vacuum freight dedicated lines, nostalgic sightseeing train lines... the lines that can be used for long-distance travel are stared at by various law enforcement agencies, or new or old drones are buzzing Buzzing around, the various guns on the pylons flickered.

In order to avoid these obstacles, but also to cover up his whereabouts, Suo Zhongwu did not go directly to Washington, but chose a rather tortuous route.

He used his special ability to fly more than six hundred kilometers westward in one breath.He waited until Wallace, a small town adjacent to the state border, quietly landed on the ground, ready to change to a coach here.Who would have thought that in this small place with only a thousand residents, there are actually FBI robot dogs jumping and patrolling, keeping in touch with high-altitude long-endurance reconnaissance aircraft at any time through the data link.

The sheriff in the town was not idle either, putting on the reinforced exoskeleton with his assistants and patrolling the town in shifts.In addition to the original security, the station also rented a "watchdog"—type 3 walking guard from the Iowa State Police, with two 8.6mm machine guns hanging from both arms, and the recurved feet were covered with cylindrical shock. bomb.

As usual, Suo Zhongwu will be able to clean up the running dogs in five seconds.But he flew all the way, so tired that his back was sore and his legs were swollen. The remaining superpowers were difficult to stealth, not to mention dealing with monster-like guard robots.

In desperation, he had no choice but to adopt a more traditional method: first brainwash an alcoholic with hypnotic instructions, let the goods come out with a red nose, and buy a one-way ticket to Seattle.In the middle of the night, he changed into the torn clothes of the drunkard's house, and quietly entered the station with his hood covering his face.

Suo Zhongwu naturally accepted the guy's mobile phone driver's license.He also copied a set of fingerprints by the way, and passed the security check without any risk.After entering the station, I had to take a cheap intercity bus from Iowa. After arriving in Peanut Tunzhou, I had to change another bus, which was very troublesome.However, Suo Zhongwu originally didn't plan to take the bus for the whole journey. He planned to take a FedEx truck at the interchange station and take a convenient logistics channel to arrive in the North American capital with many packages.

But these are very late arrangements, and will be implemented at least on the 23rd.Before that, there was only one thing he could do: lie down in a hard seat to rest and try to repair the tired body and mind.

The failure of the public opinion battle gave him a deep sense of frustration.Suo Zhongwu felt that there must be some powerful force interfering with the network, most likely the virtual world administrator.[In "The Matrix", Neo has played three full episodes with Agent Smith and almost removed the matrix matrix. Will this kind of excessive excitement happen to me?

Out of concerns about the pursuers, Suo Zhongwu dared not go online for a long time after getting in the car, turning his mobile phone into a pure display.Cheap buses are not like luxury flights, let alone an audio-visual feast without even a radio, making the journey long and boring, making people scratch their heads.

In order to pass the time, Suo Zhongwu tried to admire the scenery, but within a few minutes he closed the curtains with boredom.After leaving Wallace, besides the farm and pasture outside the window, there are sparse trees.Hundreds of years ago, bison ran everywhere in this place, and the aboriginal people with feathered heads yelled and shot feather arrows at the caravan. Hundreds of years later, even the silhouettes of people are rare here, occasionally flying in front of them. In the past, it was either a drone with a mission or a wild raptor that was renewed.

The scenery outside the car is totally inadequate, and the group of "travel companions" on the car also has nothing to do with the word fun.The intercity bus is not deserted, and there are people on the bus in the small towns along the way, but these passengers are neither senior white-collar workers enjoying holidays nor well-known artists who go out sketching.They are just the poor people who go to the super city to ask for life, and the packages they carry may be all their belongings.

Finding these chats is not a wise choice.Leaving aside things like knowledge structure and the Three Views, Suo Zhongwu's retreat was just a taste.It may be due to long-term power and water cuts in the home, or it may be that they have been wandering on the streets for too long. These passengers are generally in ragged clothes and smell even more... hard to describe.

The clothes that Suo Zhongwu bought from the old drunkard at a high price (without consent) were already stinky.But the guests who got on the train along the way directly suppressed the smell.Behind him was a middle-aged white man with a big belly. The body odor made people cry. On the opposite side of the aisle was a black couple. They were wrapped in old blankets, and they would look around when the wind and grass move. Underneath, all it exudes is the taste of pickled cucumbers.

That night, he was so smoked that he could hardly sleep.When the sun rose, passengers took out food one after another, making the environment in the car worse.Poor people certainly can't afford a French meal. Self-heating rations are a luxury. Most people can only eat their own sandwiches, which are not only cool but also not fresh.

Artificial cheese plus ripening onions are more choking than the leek and lamb dumplings in my hometown.Suo Zhongwu was forced to lower his hood and turned his face away from the car window so that he could be closer to the ventilation fan.He felt his nostrils gradually numb, and his ears were full of English dialects. Although the volume was not too loud, the chattering never stopped, which was more annoying than a real chicken farm.

In the first few minutes, Suo Zhongwu was full of disgust with his fellow passengers, because they disturbed his rest, and this was something he tried hard to do but has been unable to do well.However, this boredom quickly turned into sympathy. Who made these traveling companions really poor, declining, and pitiful, and could not even eat a cold meal?

Whether middle-aged white people or black couples, the passengers on the bus are busy looking for work.They have to fill their mouths with food, while they use their fingers to touch the touch screen of their mobile phones, searching through the piles of job postings.Suo Zhongwu still has free time to watch the scenery, but these people have to fill in the form continuously without looking up for dozens of minutes.

When the bus stops in a small town along the way, some people will get off the car to solve their physical needs, and some people will go to the parking lot to breathe fresh air, but almost no one takes the opportunity to entertain, even if it is a charity project called Planet Online.Because they have to run around for their foothold after entering the city, there is really no capital to waste time.

Although all the passengers were very busy, Suo Zhongwu was not optimistic about their future.Because these poor people are generally not well educated, and basically have not undergone human body modification.