A marmot with brownish-gray fur stood on its legs straight at the back of the boss's pickup truck.

Facing a branch in front of it that stretched out from its front, its moist black nose shook incessantly, not dodging or dodging, allowing the branch to poke at its shaggy little belly. And those originally black eyes were also staring blankly at a young human in front of him at this moment, his expression was full of ignorance and confusion.

"Why did you attract a marmot?"

Charles was also puzzled at this time.

He was crouching beside the pickup truck, constantly observing the little one, occasionally pulling it with a branch, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

"What does it mean to summon a swarm of rats, not just rats?"

"Groundhogs are rodents?"

He couldn't figure out what the spell was all about.

……

Apparently, Charles was experimenting with spells at the moment.

At the moment, although the goal has been determined, things have to come step by step, and it is impossible to say that he wants to keep an eye on others, and they can let him follow him defenselessly.

So Charles remained in the little bar, letting the two brothers wander around.

He wasn't afraid that he would lose it, firstly, he had the other party's phone number, and secondly, the two brothers had a relationship with the barmaid, and they were begging the hacker in the bar to do something.

So in the past half a month, he has basically spent the time in "eating and waiting for death", and occasionally sees the brothers here, which can be regarded as a familiar face.

For half a month, although there was no progress on the real aspect of the world, and there was no movement at the shuttle door, he did not do nothing.

He hadn't started learning spells since he had been promoted, so he took the opportunity to fill the gap.

In terms of spells, he grabbed a lot of them in his mind at this time, but most of them could not be learned, and some of them needed special materials to use, and they also needed to be removed. At this moment, there were a total of thirteen spells he could learn.

Staircase of Bones, Summoned Rats, Suspended Animation, Place of the Dead,

[Call to the Necromancy], [Ethereal Skin], [Medium's Hand], [Psionic Vision],

[Mentally Handicapped], [Revitalizing Corpses], [Analyzing Spirituality], [Secret Word Sealing], [Animal Revival].

……

He'd spent most of this time practicing one of the spells, and at the moment, he was pondering one of the newly learned ones—summoning rats.

The effect of this spell is to summon a group of rats with a spell, which can simply follow the caster's commands.

However, the first time I used it, I don't know if it really worked like this, or if there was a special situation, and now it was a groundhog that ran over?

And there is no group of ......

"Even if you're more pleasing to the eye than a mouse, what I want is a real mouse."

Muttering, he stood up helplessly, and whistled casually, so that the poor little fellow, who had been affected by the spell, screamed violently as if awakened, and ran in the direction of the bar in a panic. It didn't see the way clearly, so it eventually slammed into the bar door.

This sound made the two mother and daughter who were arguing in the bar unconsciously pay attention, and after not noticing the abnormality, they fell into a red-faced dispute again.

"I've been well prepared, Mom, there's no chance of an accident."

"I just can't say no!"

"You can't care about me for the rest of my life, can you?!"

"Why not?"

……

The situation is slightly awkward at the moment. But in reality, the mother and daughter always quarrel at the bar.

At first, because of the sudden addition of Charles, they were able to restrain a little, but as they gradually became acquainted, the two became unscrupulous.

Right now, it's a game.

Charles is no stranger to this.

Because under normal circumstances, the Cold War period after the two quarrels is half a day or a day, and there is nothing to care about when it is over.

However, he turned a blind eye, and some people were quite surprised.

……

The two brothers who got out of the handsome impala car were stunned as soon as they arrived here. Of the two brothers, the younger brother blinked curiously, while the older brother Dean couldn't help but glance at the door of the bar several times, and then looked at Charles leaning against the pickup truck.

"Inside is ...... What's the situation? ”

"Obviously, they're arguing." Charles replied.

These words caused the two brothers to look at each other.

"Why?"

"Liberty and dictatorship, conservative and radical, young and ......old," Charles said disapprehantly, "that's the thing anyway." ”

The two brothers were confused, so they looked at each other, ready to enter the bar to see what was going on.

However, before leaving, the slightly shorter Dean couldn't help but sigh regretfully at Charles: "Brother, believe me, it's your loss to give up that '74 Wilson limited edition leather jacket." ”

"I think it's okay." Hearing this, Sam couldn't help but say something. As a result, Dean retorted disdainfully, "That's Wilson, Sammy, the one my dad left me that I don't usually want to wear." ”

"What happened to Wilson? Ugly is ugly......"

"Ugly? What do you know about a nerd? ”

……

The two brothers walked noisily to the bar, their voices drifting apart.

Naturally, they were referring to the clothes Charles was wearing at the moment.

The charr is dressed completely differently now. He wore a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans, and a pair of white canvas casual shoes.

Coupled with the short hair that is quite refreshing, he looks completely out of the old school and dull at the moment, and looks more fashionable.

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

This outfit was brought by Charles when he asked the proprietress to buy it, and he originally wanted a full-body coat or sweatshirt cap, but the proprietress felt that this outfit was more suitable for him at the moment, and made the decision without his consent.

So Charles could only wear this kind of clothes that seemed a bit bland to him. However, although I am not satisfied with it, it is still better than the old leather jacket before.

In fact, he shared Sam's opinion and felt that the previous outfit was still ...... It's really ugly.

Holding back from saying this, and watching the other party leave, Charles had no intention of following him in.

During this time, he felt that these Americans had a lot of psychological problems, and sometimes, their views on some things made Charles wonder why.

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

"Maybe it's the generation gap."

Muttering, Charles shook his head, and Fu began to crouch on the ground again to practice his spell secrets.

He doesn't need to be taboo about this, firstly, no one can understand these special words here, and secondly, his ears are very sharp, and anyone who approaches him will destroy the traces in advance.

Of course, it's nothing to be seen, but more is better than less, he is still in the stage of getting familiar with the world, and the first thing to do should be observation, not rashly acting special.

After practicing non-stop, it didn't take long for the two brothers to walk out of the bar again, say hello, and drive away with a stack of materials.

However, his practice did not last long before he was interrupted.

"Charles, I need help." Daimyo Joanna. Bass. Javier, nickname, or the young girl nicknamed Joe, crouched beside Charles at the moment, her voice muffled.

"What for?" Charles looked at her strangely.

"Listen, I know this is a bit extreme, but I need your support." She said, turning her head to take a cautious look at the door of the bar, then took a deep breath.

"I'm running away from home."

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

"That's right," Joe pursed his lips, "I can't put up with Ellen anymore, did you hear what she just said?" She's going to tie me up in the basement? ”

"So, what does this have to do with me?" Charles wondered. He is not narcissistic and thinks that the other party wants to ask him to "elope" together.

"You'll have to help me, Charles." Joe said with a serious face: "I was going to investigate a serial murder case, but Arthur said that he fainted blood, so you can only help me." ”

After this period of contact, the two are basically friends, so it is not surprising that she came to find her Charles.

But he didn't answer immediately, but groaned.

"Please, you can't bear to let me go on my own road, can you?" Seeing his expression of "hesitation", Joe used the agitation method: "Or are you as afraid of blood as Arthur and dare not go?" ”

Obviously, Charles would not be stimulated by such a little scheme, but he still asked, "Is it a man who kills or a monster kills someone?" ”

"This ...... We're not police or FBI. She hesitated when she said this, as if she was afraid of scaring Charles, but finally confessed the truth: "I'm pretty sure it's a ghost who killed people." ”

Originally, she thought that the other party would hesitate when she heard this, but to Joe's surprise, Charles nodded directly.

"When are you leaving?"

"You...... Agreed? Her eyes widened, as if she didn't expect to persuade the other party to "join the gang" so easily.

"Of course." Charles raised an eyebrow, then asked repeatedly, "When are you leaving?" ”

"I'm ready for the past two days, I've seen that there aren't many beers in the back room, and we'll leave when Ellen goes to the city to buy them." She said, her tone was slightly excited, "But before that, I have to help you solve the identity problem, I know a lot of fake certificates, we ......"

"Not really." Charles interrupted her, pulling out a black ID clip from his pocket and handing it to the other party.

"I'm ready."

"Ready?" Qiao was stunned when he heard this, and then took a look at it, and couldn't help frowning.

"Charles. Cranston? The address is Louisiana...... Do you have any friends in Louisiana? ”

"Nope."

"Then why don't you write Nebraska?"

Nebraska is where they are now, more than a thousand miles away from Louisiana, which is a little bit far.

"This question has to be asked of the person who made the fake certificate." Charles replied, "I didn't ask for an address." ”

Actually, this should be asked to Joe himself, because at the moment this document holder is actually empty.

Charles just wanted her to see the driver's license to prove her identity, as well as the photo and name in it, and some of the missing information was all up to the other party to "fill in the brain".

Of course, he could have set the information comprehensively, but that would be more brain-consuming and unnecessary.

[Ethereal Skin: Wrap special items with spiritual power, you can make the target see everything you want the other person to see]

After all, having a spell is different from ordinary people, and Charles feels that with this spell, it seems that he will never have to worry about money again.