"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

He was breathing the air in front of him rapidly, the world in front of him became blurred, a dizziness came from his brain, and at the same time his limbs became weak, and Dialect sat on the ground all of a sudden.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

The breathing began to gradually become gentle, and the fast beating heart also began to return to its normal speed. The brilliance reappeared in his eyes, as if he had returned to the world.

"I can't die, I can't die..."

Dialect murmured, took a few breaths, took off the backpack he was carrying, put it aside, lay down, narrowed his eyes, and thought about the dazzling sun.

Going from a high-concentration oxygen environment to a low-oxygen concentration environment is like reaching the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau from the coast in an instant, and the symptoms of hypoxia will break out in an instant.

Just like the dialect's reaction just now, but the greatly enhanced adaptive ability allows him to adapt to the changes in this environment in a short period of time.

……

After lying down for a while, Dialect stood up and looked around.

This is a wilderness, and in the distance there are endless hills, dotted with a little cyan, but overall, it still looks a little desolate.

Turned out the tablet from the backpack, opened the dialect, and pressed the positioning inside.

The icon representing the dialect kept moving, shrinking, and finally stopped, and next to the map, a line of small words appeared.

"America?"

Dialect muttered, patted the tablet with his hand, and reopened the lower positioning system. Seeing the exact same result, he looked a little stunned.

"Ding ling ling ling..."

The sound came from the speaker of the tablet, and at the same time, the tablet began to vibrate.

"Hey, dialect, can you hear it? Can you hear it?"

A familiar voice came from the tablet.

"I can hear it!" Dialect said, thought for a while, and plugged in the earphones in his pocket.

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No, it's alright!" Dialect replied.

"That's fine, as long as people are fine!" Yan Hongchang smiled, and then asked, "Where did you go this time?"

"I watched Jurassic Park." Dialect thought for a while and said, "It's interesting, anyway."

"Okay, you are in the United States now, why did you run there?"

"I was here when I came back, and I didn't know." Fang Yan replied helplessly, "How do I go back now?"

A burst of discussion came from the side of the tablet, and after a while, Yan Hongchang's voice reappeared, "We have discussed it, and your passports and visas from various countries will be ready. This is our negligence in work. ."

"Follow the normal process. You go back to China through the embassy, ​​and we will send someone to pick you up later."

Dialect nodded and said, "Okay, but it's okay to send someone to pick it up. I haven't lost my bank card. There is also online banking on my tablet. Can it be used?"

"Bank cards can't, online banking should be fine, we'll transfer some foreign exchange for you later, but are you sure you don't need someone to pick it up?" Yan Hongchang asked rhetorically.

"You know, you are not far from the nearest city."

"Uh!" Dialect was stunned for a moment, "No, just give me the ID documents in the city, I'm not a child, can I lose it..."

Dialect murmured, and looked around, it was indeed desolate and uninhabited.

"Okay, I'm not worried about your safety, but be careful not to cause trouble. It's not easy to solve if you're not in the country." Yan Hongchang urged, "If you have anything to call, come back early."

"Listen!" Fang Yan replied excitedly, then hung up the phone and stood up.

This is the first time he has gone abroad. Although this method is a bit strange, it still feels very novel. Looking around, he shouted,

"toAmerica!"

……

Under the scorching sun, a figure was constantly walking through the wilderness, wearing a summer suit and carrying a small backpack, walking towards the road in the distance.

In the heart of Dialect at this moment, there is still a little regret.

After running and stopping for an hour, he didn't eat anything, and he didn't see anyone. Only now, when he looked at the road in the distance, did he breathe a sigh of relief...

The combat uniform has been changed, although it still looks a little embarrassed, but now it is more like a traveler walking through the wilderness.

A lot of inapplicable things have been thrown away, and the backpack seems much lighter. Although the United States cannot ban guns, it is a bit conspicuous to carry an automatic rifle and a saber with you.

Walking to the road, Dialect sat down, took out a mineral water bottle, took a sip, looked at the empty bottle, and threw it aside.

"I'm trying to die..."

Dialect muttered, there were no vehicles at the ends of the road, and there were no other sounds except for the migratory birds that flew by from time to time.

Do you want to make a phone call?

He tilted his head, thought about the question, and then rejected it.

"Boom!"

A faint voice came from the end of one side, and Dialect turned to look over, and a pickup truck appeared in the distance.

"Hey!"

Dialect stood up and waved vigorously at the approaching pickup.

"Squeak..."

The pickup slowly stopped beside the dialect, and a white uncle who was about 40 years old pulled down the car window.

"China?"

"Yes! Yes!" Dialect hurried up and asked stumblingly, "Can...yougivearide?"

"Traveller?" Uncle asked strangely~lightnovelpub.net~ Yes! right! "Dialect nodded quickly.

"Get in the car!" The white uncle said, beckoning at Dialect, who hurried up to him.

The pickup started to restart. As soon as the uncle stepped on the accelerator, the pickup rushed out.

"My name is Bruce, Fang." said the dialect, which was an English name from his university.

"Tom, you can just call me Tom." The uncle smiled and turned to look at Dialect.

"Uncle Tom, where are we going?" Dialect asked. Fortunately, his English was good, and he passed grade 6 in college.

"Colorado Springs!" The uncle replied, but the dialect was a little confused.

The uncle turned to look at him, smiled, and said, "You are also lucky, there are not many vehicles passing by on this road, lucky boy."

Dialect smiled awkwardly and replied, "Thank you, uncle."

"It's alright, I'm going to Colorado Springs to do business too, and I'll take you on a ride." The uncle smiled, "At that time, if there is any problem, you can also find the police station, and they will help you."

With the talkativeness of an American-style uncle, Uncle Tom and Dialect also chatted during this time.

Although the dialect and English seem a bit bumpy, and there are a few jokes, it adds a bit of fun to this monotonous journey.

……

"Team leader, it seems that Dialect has already hitchhiked, heading towards Colorado Springs." A staff member reported to Yan Hongchang.

"Okay, tell Guying and the others to go back, and by the way, notify the people in Colorado, pay attention." Yan Hongchang replied, also smiled and shook his head.

"Yes!" the clerk replied and walked out...