The groundhog with brown and gray fur was standing upright on both legs and stood straight at the wheel of the back of the boss's pickup truck.

Facing a branch stretching from the front in front of him, its wet black nose kept shaking, not dodging or dodging, allowing the branches to poke around its furry belly. And the originally black eyes were staring blankly at a young human man in front of him, with his expression full of ignorance and confusion.

"Why did a groundhog come?"

Shire was also quite confused at this time.

He was squatting beside the pickup truck, his eyes constantly observing the little guy, occasionally pulling it with branches, feeling confused.

"The meaning of summoning rat groups is to summon rat animals, not just mice?"

"Is the groundhog from the family Rat family?"

He was a little confused about the specific function of this spell.

...

Obviously, Shire is currently experimenting with spells.

At the moment, even though the goal has been determined, things have to be done step by step. It is impossible to say that if he wants to stare at others, he can let him follow him without any warning.

So Charles still stayed in the small bar, allowing the two brothers to sway around.

He was not afraid that he would lose his relationship with him. First, he had the other party's phone number, and second, the two brothers had a connection with the bar owner, and were begging the hacker in the bar to do business.

So in the past half month, he basically spent "jumping to die". When he occasionally saw two brothers coming here, he was very familiar with each other.

In half a month, although there was no progress in the real world and no movement in the shuttle door, he did not do anything.

After he advanced, he had not started learning spells, so he took this opportunity to fill the gap.

In terms of spells, he was catching a lot of them in his mind at this time, but most of them were unable to learn, and some of them needed special materials to be used, which also needed to be excerpted. At this moment, there were thirteen kinds of spells he could learn.

【Skeleton Ladder】,【Summoning Rat Group】,【Fake Death】,【Where to Death】,

【Call the Dead】, 【Virtual Spirit Seal】, 【Minister Hand】, 【Spiritual Vision】,

[Spiritual retardation], [Revitalizing corpses], [Analysis of spirituality], [Secret Seal], [Animal Resurrection].

...

He had basically spent this period of time practicing the magic, and at this moment, he was thinking about one of the new learnings - summoning rat groups.

The effect of this spell is to call a group of mice with spells, and can simply follow the instructions of the caster.

However, the first time I used it, I don’t know if it was really the effect, or a special situation occurred. What happened to me is a groundhog now?

And there is no group of them...

"Even if you like mice, what I want is a real mouse."

As he murmured, he stood up helplessly and whistled casually. So the poor little guy affected by the spell screamed suddenly as if he was awakened, and then he ran towards the bar in a panic. It didn't see the way clearly, so it finally rammed and hit the bar door.

The sound made the two mother and daughter who were quarreling in the bar unconsciously noticed it. After not realizing the abnormality, they fell into a red face again.

"I have made sufficient preparations, mom, there is no chance of accidents."

"I said no, it's not possible!"

"You can't care about me for the rest of your life, right?"

"Why not?"

...

The situation is a little awkward at the moment. But in fact, the mother and daughter of the bar always quarreled.

At the beginning, they could control themselves because there was a sudden extra Shire, but as they gradually got to know each other, they became unscrupulous.

It's just a fight right now.

Charles is no longer surprised by this.

Because under normal circumstances, the Cold War period after the two of them quarreled was only half a day or a day, and they were all done and there was nothing to care about.

But he ignored it, and some people were quite surprised by it.

...

The two brothers who walked out of the handsome Impala sedan were stunned as soon as they arrived here. Among the two brothers, the younger brother blinked and curious, while the older brother Dean couldn't help but glanced at the bar door several times, then looked at Charles leaning against the pickup truck.

"What's going on inside?"

"Obviously, they were arguing," answered Charles.

These words made the two brothers look at each other.

“What is the reason?”

"Freedom and dictatorship, conservatism and radicality, youth and old age..." Shire said dismissively: "It's that anyway."

The two brothers were confused when they heard this, so they looked at each other and prepared to enter the bar to see the situation.

But before leaving, Dean, who was a little short, couldn't help but sigh regretfully at Charles: "Brother, believe me, giving up the 1974 Wilson limited edition leather jacket is simply your loss."

"I think it's okay." Hearing this, Sam couldn't help but say something. Dean retorted contemptuously, "That's Wilson, Sammy, I don't want to wear the one left to me by my dad."

"What's wrong with Wilson? Ugly means ugly..."

"Ugly? What do you nerd know?"

The two brothers walked to the bar quarreled, and the sound gradually faded away.

...

What they mean by nature is the clothes that Charles is wearing at the moment.

Charles is now dressed completely differently than before. He is wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans, and a pair of white canvas casual shoes.

Coupled with the refreshing short hair, his overall look completely separated from the old-fashioned and dullness of the past, making him look more fashionable.

Of course, it also makes him look more like a high school student.

This set of clothes was brought by Charles when he asked the boss to buy the goods. He originally wanted a full-body coat or sweater baseball cap. However, the boss thought that this outfit was more suitable for him at the moment, and he made a decision without his consent.

So Charles could only wear such clothes that seemed a bit plain to him. However, although he was not very satisfied, it was better than the old leather jacket before.

In fact, he has the same view as Sam, and thinks that the previous outfit is... really ugly.

He resisted not saying this and watched the other party leave. Charles had no intention of following in.

After contacting this period, he felt that these Americans had many psychological problems. Sometimes, their views on some things made Charles unable to understand why.

So after the initial adaptation period, he can now basically ignore the disputes and contradictions between these people.

"Maybe this is the generation gap."

Muttering, Charles shook his head and began to squat on the ground and practice his spell secret text.

He doesn't need to be taboo about this. First, no one can understand these special words here, and second, his ears are very sharp, and if someone approaches him, he will destroy the traces in advance.

Of course, it’s nothing to be seen, but it’s better to have less than more things. He is still in the stage of being familiar with the world, and the first thing he should do is to observe, rather than to show his special rashly.

...

Practicing continuously, not long after, the two brothers walked out of the bar again, said hello, and drove away with a stack of information. Charles ignored it and continued his secret writing practice.

However, his practice did not last long and was interrupted.

"Shar, I need help." The young girl with the name Joanna Beth Javier, nickname or nickname Joe, was squatting beside Shire, her voice was suppressed very low.

"What are you doing?" Charles looked at her strangely.

"Listen, I know this is a bit extreme, but I need your support." She said, turning her head and looking carefully at the bar gate, then taking a deep breath.

"I'm going to run away from home."

"Run away from home?" Charles was a little stunned when he heard this.

"Yes," Qiao pursed her lips, "I can't stand Ellen anymore. Did you hear what she just said? She was actually going to tie me to the basement?"

"So, what does this have to do with me?" Charles wondered. He would not think that the other party wanted to "elope" with him.

"You have to help me, Charles." Joe said seriously: "I'm going to investigate a serial murder case, but Arthur said he was bleeding, so you can only help me."

After this period of contact, the two of them were basically friends, so they were not surprised that she came to find her.

But he didn't answer immediately, but instead looked thoughtful.

"Please, you won't have the heart to let me go on the road alone, right?" Seeing his expression "hesitant", Joe used a provocation: "Or are you as afraid of blood as Arthur and dare not go?"

Obviously Charles would not be stimulated by such a trick, but he still asked: "Is it a person who kills people or a monster who kills people?"

"This... we are not policemen or fbi." She hesitated when she said this, as if she was afraid to scare Shire, but in the end she confessed truthfully: "I'm pretty sure it's a ghost who killed someone."

Originally, she thought the other party would hesitate when he heard this, but to Qiao's surprise, Charle nodded directly.

“When will you leave?”

"You... agree?" Her eyes widened, as if she didn't expect that she would "join" the other party so easily.

"Of course." Charles raised his eyebrows and then asked repeatedly, "When will we leave?"

"I'm ready for the past two days. I've seen that Houwu has not much beer. We'll leave when Ellen goes to the city to purchase goods." She said, her tone of excitement, "But before that, I have to help you solve your identity problem first. I know many people who apply for fake certificates, we..."
To be continued...