Marvel World Mixed Life

Chapter 61 Journey partner

Barry looked for a few topics, but seeing that Li Mo was not interested, he shrugged helplessly and sat down at the computer desk to work.

The room suddenly fell silent, only the ticking of the second hand of the clock on the wall and the rustling of the Barry pen tip across the paper.

Li Mo took a sip of coffee distractedly, he was guessing what kind of person his companion on the road would be.

It is best not to be a melancholy cultural person, as the journey will become extremely dull.

Nosy talker, it's going to be hell...

When the scheduled time was approaching, there were knocks on the door one after another, and people who signed up with Li Mo came to the office one after another.

Because of unfamiliarity, they just nodded to each other.

"OK!" Barry clapped his hands and made a humorous expression, "Let me introduce my companions for this car trip."

First up was a pair of best friends from Queens, headed for a high school graduation trip.

Seth, with curly hair and a figure like a fat aunt, has a woman-like chest that stretches out the outline of the t-shirt. Well, he is a man with a bit of wretched eyes.

Evan, who is often described with a bamboo pole-like figure, is talking about him. His clothes don't fit well, he wears a pair of glasses, and he is a typical school weirdo.

Then there is Walter, a middle-aged white-collar worker working in Manhattan. Even when he travels, he still wears a dull suit and speaks a little stiffly.

Finally, there is a beautiful writer, Elizabeth, what a wonderful name, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and a big mouth that Americans appreciate most. Model-like, slender, in a baggy white casual shirt and tight-fitting jeans. It's just that he is two years older than Li Mo.

As for Li Mo, he changed into an ordinary denim suit and sunglasses, and claimed to be Lao Wang from Chinatown, an ordinary shop owner.

Seeing these so-called companions, Li Mo curled his lips secretly, okay, a boring white-collar worker, two high school idiots, and an older mature woman who doesn't attract his sexual interest.

He could already imagine how boring it would be.

It was decided that in two days, I would leave them and go on the road alone.

Barry was still eloquently talking about the precautions for the journey, and after giving everyone a travel map, he clapped his hands loudly and shouted excitedly: "Okay, everyone, let's go, start your dream journey on Route 66! "

Everyone stared at him blankly, and then Elizabeth and the white-collar Walter saw Barry's predicament, and squeezed an ugly smile in cooperation.

Barry was a little frustrated, "Okay, on the road."

Everyone walked out of the building and came to the parking lot. Both Elizabeth and Walter drove ordinary family Volvos, one red and one silver.

As for the two high school students, it looked like a second-hand car they got from nowhere, I hope they don't lie down halfway.

After everyone set the order, they started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

After a traffic jam, the distressed convoy slowly drove out of New York. They will first head to Chicago, Illinois, where the entrance to Route 66 is located.

After the convoy drove on the spacious expressway, Li Mo pulled out a CD of Guns N' Roses and listened to it boringly.

In fact, he chose to travel by car at this time, and he also had some small plans of his own.

Strength has been stagnant for some time.

The metal in his hand can no longer meet the evolutionary needs of vampire vines. The current limit is: 18 ten-meter-long tentacles with the hardness of aviation metal.

The thunder hammer seemed to be about to fall from the sky.

If I remember correctly, it should be in New Mexico. The local residents are also holding a hammer pulling competition. The big silver iron man Li Mo who came after him has been thinking about it for a long time.

That thing must be unusual, maybe it can help the evolution of vampire vines.

hope everything is fine…

…

In the motorcade, the middle-aged white-collar worker Walter was calling his mother, "Yes, mother, I have left New York, I will pay attention to safety."

"The most important rule, don't be distracted!" A stern voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'll try to avoid it." Walter said with a shrug, and then lost his mind.

Like most people, he has an ordinary life between home and company, and also has the problems that many people have...wandering and daydreaming.

But he is a little more serious. When he sees a beautiful woman, he will fantasize about a hero saving the beauty, when he is reprimanded by his boss, he will fantasize about beating his boss violently, and when watching a movie, he will fantasize about himself as the protagonist.

He is so devoted that he often loses his mind, misses the bus, delays work, only dares to dream but not to chase after the woman he likes...

Gradually, he had no friends, his work was not going well, he became more and more withdrawn, and his life was a mess.

He often imagines that some adventures can change everything, until one day he sees a fable.

There is a man who prays to the statue of the temple every day: God, let me win 5 million.

Day after day, year after year...

The god finally got impatient with him, so when the man prayed again, the god came back to life, grabbed his collar and shouted,

"You have to buy a lottery ticket first!"

Walter decided to change all that, starting with a trip he missed when he was young.

...

Elizabeth hung up the phone, leaning on the steering wheel with both hands, tears streaming down her face involuntarily.

Her lawyer had just called and her husband had agreed to sign the divorce papers.

She has a life that all women envy. She has been beautiful since she was a child, and has been sought after by many men. After graduating from university, she became a columnist and married a rich and handsome man.

But she is not happy, she has been working hard for the praise of others, she has been dieting to maintain her figure, and she has been changing herself for the man she loves...

Gradually, she became numb to everything, and felt endless loneliness and fear every night even when she was beside the man she loved.

Friends, relatives, husbands, everyone couldn't understand her and thought she was being hypocritical.

When she looked back on the first half of her life, she found that she had been living for others all her life.

She has lost her faith in life.

Therefore, Elizabeth gave up everything and embarked on a journey of finding herself in the eyes of everyone who looked at her as a psychopath.

...

In the last car.

Evan played a song and swayed to the rhythm of the music, while Fat Seth stared blankly ahead.

"Shit!" Fatty Seth cursed suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Evan turned off the music and asked.

"This is totally different from what I imagined!" Fatty Seth was a little emotional, "Why are our companions not hot girls, but three boring middle-aged people? Well, that woman is good-looking, but her breasts are not good. big!"

"I think it's okay." Evan shrugged. "On the wwxxx website, I like watching mature women the most."

"But she won't let you take a nap!" Seth yelled at Evan, "Aren't we going on a car trip just to take a nap?"

"Why do you have to take a nap?" Evan asked suspiciously, "The culture of Route 66 is also quite fascinating."

"Fuck the culture, I want to take a nap!" Fatty Seth yelled nervously.

"We're seriously inexperienced sexually."

"Do you want to be despised by women after you go to college?" Seth squeezed his throat and imitated a woman's voice, "Oh, Evan, you are very good, but you are too good at handling things."

"Then what should we do?" Evan scratched his head and asked.

"Aren't there many motels along the way?" Seth's eyes became firm, "Even if we're looking for prostitutes, we have to take a nap all the way, and strive to become sex masters!"

"But our budget is not enough." Evan said with some worry.

"I want to take a nap when I get home naked!" the fat man roared.

Evan thought about it for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "We can write travel diaries and submit them to websites to make money. As long as we write articles that are sour and literary, those women who love to dream will definitely pay to read them."

"That's a good idea, but you know I don't know how to write about that stuff. If you mobilize the IQ of your top Ivy students, we'll rely on those women for our prostitution funds." The fat man said excitedly.

"No problem!" Evan raised his eyebrows confidently.

...

The car drove all the way, and when night fell when approaching Chicago, Li Mo and his party found a good motel to live in.

Li Mo watched TV boredly.

Walter took out a blank notebook in which he would write his experience.

Elizabeth is studying with an Italian dictionary. Her next stop is Italy.

Seth kept looking out ghostly, dismayed that no whore knocked on the door.

Evan pulled out his laptop...

...

Evan's Route 66 Adventure:

The sound of the horn in the dream reminded me that I embarked on the road to find the future, and met three interesting partners along the way:

A handsome business executive,