Zhang Zian packed all the camping supplies he had bought and the things he had brought from China into the RV. Things that were not afraid of the wind and the sun, such as tents and moisture-proof mats, were tied to the aluminum luggage rack on the roof. Looking at the RV, he felt like he had returned to the days when he was running under the hot sun in Egypt.
He cleaned up the room briefly, mainly using a vacuum cleaner to remove the cat hair, dog hair, bird feathers, monkey hair, and strange fish scales, so that the landlord would not be surprised when he inspected the room.
The other elfins were easy to deal with, as they could enjoy the scenery of the United States with the car. Only Sihwa had to be kept in his phone, but Mahogany Forest was near the sea. Maybe he could let her out again in the future.
Finally, he used the app to tell the elderly couple that he had checked out and thanked them for providing such a great homestay.
The elves were already in the car, and he was the last to get in. He was ready to start the long drive from San Francisco to Redwood National Park, which was nearly 500 kilometers away.
It was estimated that if they set off now, they would find a small town along the way for lunch and arrive at the visitor center of Redwood Park before nightfall. They would rest there for the night, ask the locals about the situation, and enter the primeval forest the next morning.
There were no loopholes in his plan, but the plan could never keep up with the changes. Just as he started the engine, his phone suddenly rang.
Who sent the message?
Wei Kang? Shop assistant? Little Snow? Sun Xiaomeng? Or other friends and acquaintances?
Advise him to be cautious and not venture deep into the forest?
Tell him that there is a new development in the dog food test results?
Were there other dogs infected with strange diseases in Binhai City?
Little White and his army of stray dogs were in trouble?
Did the tropical low-pressure clouds dissipate or change course toward the Sea of Japan?
When he picked up the phone and unlocked the screen, these thoughts flashed through his mind. They were all things that he cared about and cared about. Because he couldn't use his phone while driving, he planned to reply to this message before setting off.
However, the message didn't come from anyone, but from the "Pet Hunter" game.
[Game Hint]: A rare pet has been detected in your city. It is up to the player to decide whether or not to capture it.
[Game Tips]: The following is the pet's information.
[Pet Type]: Elf
[Rarity]: Epic/Legendary.
[Capture Difficulty]: High
[Danger Level]: Medium
On the electronic map provided by the game, a flashing light shrouded downtown San Francisco.
What was going on?
Of all times …
Zhang Zian stared at the screen in astonishment.
"Zian, what's wrong?" Old Time Tea saw his constipated expression through the rearview mirror.
Richard jumped onto the headrest. "Quack! Was there a need to ask? I'm sure a couple of men popped up on my WeChat Moments again. "
Zhang Zian used the Finger Flick magic and flicked Richard away without even looking at it.
"There's a new elf in San Francisco, not too far from us. I wonder if it's a coyote?" he said.
"Oh? What a coincidence. Since I still have time, I might as well go and check it out. " Old Time Tea sighed, and a sharp light flashed in the corner of his eyes. "If it's really a coyote, I'm afraid it will cause harm to the citizens. We can't sit back and do nothing."
"I'm just guessing. I don't think it's a coyote. I haven't heard of a particularly famous coyote in history or the history of science." He put the phone on the stand and used the electronic map provided by the game to navigate.
Richard flew back to the pillow. "I feel that this time it's a bird. After all, as a representative of the vast number of bird people, I have been suffering from the emptiness and loneliness that this age should not have … A crow is good. You've been a little too lucky recently, and you urgently need a crow's mouth to balance it out."
"Shut your crow's mouth. If you're really unlucky, I'll drown you!" Zhang Zian took advantage of its unsteady footing and slammed on the accelerator, causing its head to fall from the headrest.
When waiting for the red light, he zoomed in on the map to the limit and found that the location of the light was the city center.
He was not very familiar with the terrain of San Francisco. When he went to Chinatown, he had driven through the neighborhood. In his impression, it was full of high-end residential apartments and hotels, as well as luxury shopping malls, all of which made him flinch.
San Francisco was not big, and there was no traffic jam after the morning rush hour. He quickly drove to the edge of the light, and in front of him was a slope visible to the naked eye.
So it was Nob Hill.
Nob Hill was a small mountain in the city of San Francisco. The mountain was not high, but it was full of local tycoons. The people who could live there were either rich or respectable. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to afford a house in the city center.
But why did the elfins appear here?
Zhang Zian parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the rows of buildings, worried.
This was different from Mt. Hidden Fog. Mt. Hidden Fog was a lonely mountain in the suburbs, while Nob Hill was located in the city center. The nearby buildings were too densely packed. If he were to search one by one, how long would it take?
He had to narrow down the area.
According to his current experience, the elfins were not likely to appear in ordinary residential buildings. They would appear in places that were related to them, such as jewelry stores, teahouses, libraries, wax museums, Chinese classrooms, and so on. But even so, the area was too large, and any public building could be the elfins.
Old Time Tea saw his frown and said, "If you don't have any clues, you might as well drive the car to the top of the mountain, and then we can split up and search in all directions. Maybe we can find some useful clues."
Fina snorted. "Don't involve me in this kind of thing."
Vladimir said enthusiastically, "I can also ask the stray cats to help search, but what exactly are we looking for?"
It seemed that Vladimir had successfully hammered a nail into the heart of the capitalist world.
Zhang Zian shook his head. He didn't know, but he had to get to the top of the mountain first.
He drove to the top of the mountain, observing his surroundings along the way. He didn't find anything unusual.
"Ga ga! It's very lively at the top of the mountain! "Richard had the highest view and looked straight ahead." It seems like someone is getting married. "
"What?"
Zhang Zian also straightened his body and looked forward.
Richard didn't see wrong. There was indeed someone getting married at the top of the mountain. There were many cars parked there, and the wedding guests were well-dressed and happy.
The guests were mainly white — this was the traditional location for a wedding ceremony in the West …
Could it be …
A thought flashed through his mind. At the same time, a solemn gray building appeared in his field of vision.
When he was eating and sightseeing at Fisherman's Wharf, he had seen this building from afar. It was the famous San Francisco Grace Cathedral.
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