Sun Cheng could clearly feel that Freddy on the other side of the phone was completely panicked now!

"No...Mr. Hunter...you're sure that the barrel of expanding agent is broken...The civilian version of the water quality monitor sold on the market is actually not as exaggerated as they advertise...If the rivers in some places exceed the standard of heavy metals...or if they are contaminated by pesticides, they may cause reactions..."

Sun Cheng believed this. He had asked the sales staff of the medical supplies store carefully when he was two detectors.

But he also heard the other person's words, "So, you don't want me to go into the water and go to the river to fish out that thing for you, right?"

"This would be the best. You can confirm whether the barrel is broken?"

Thinking that the 500,000-meter-yuan earnings were easy, Sun Cheng hesitated for a while and finally agreed.

"Okay, I'll try it. Take some photos by the way. I'll find a computer in a nearby town to send it to you in the evening."

"Then please!"

After hanging up the phone, Sun Cheng looked at the dark green iron bucket in the river again, and hesitated.

"Forget it, let's do it tomorrow!"

Sun Cheng glanced at the sun that was setting west, shook his head and decided to give up for the time being.

The river in front of him knew it was very polluted at a glance. He planned to see if there were any towns nearby and find a place to pass the photos taken over.

Then I will check tomorrow if I can find a small boat nearby to salvage it, and then buy some things for storing the iron bucket.

He didn't know whether this thing was poisonous or not, so he naturally didn't dare to put it directly into the farm space.

So be safe, think about what to do first and then try the insurance with your own hands.

After writing down the location of the small river, Sun Cheng looked around and soon there was a smile on his face.

There is a dirt road leading to the river, so if you follow this road, there will definitely be residents or even towns nearby.

After he rode his motorcycle and walked forward for a while, he took off the stuffy gas mask.

A bead of sweat that was stuffed out was constantly sliding down the ends of the hair.

Fortunately, after riding a motorcycle, I could still feel some wind when I drove.

He drove along the dirt road, and soon Sun Cheng saw a sign.

"One kilometer ahead, Spider Farm!"

Sun Cheng stopped the car in front of the sign, looked ahead, turned around and drove towards the dirt road behind.

You can tell by the name of the Spider Farm, it should be the one who raises spiders.

Such special farms are not only rare in the United States, but also exist worldwide.

Most of them provide experimental bodies or specimens for some special laboratories and insect exhibition halls. Of course, some people run this special farm because they really like spiders.

At least Sun Cheng is completely unwilling to appreciate spiders and other arthropods.

I believe that most people agree with his ideas, so this type of farm will only be allowed to be built far away from residential areas.

Walking back along the dirt road, there was a fork in the road about a kilometer ahead of the river where the expansion agent iron bucket was found.

After taking a look at the signs at the forks, Sun Cheng continued to drive towards one of the forks.

Almost two or three minutes later, wooden houses with American characteristics appeared in his sight.

"Is Prosperous Town?...The map does not show it. It seems that this place is no longer in Flagstaff City..."

Riding a motorcycle to the town, Sun Cheng looked at this Midwest-style town that is very common in the United States, and felt thoughtful.

The size of Fanrong Town is not very large. A sign introducing Fanrong Town is hung at the entrance of the town.

"Fengrong Town, founded in 1867, has a total population of 377!"

After riding a motorcycle and wandering around the not-so-large town, Sun Cheng quickly parked his car in front of a restaurant in the town.

He had already seen that this was a very typical small town in the central and western United States.

In the past, this small town should have been found rich in minerals underground. The town has benefited from minerals and has flourished for nearly a hundred years.

This can be seen from the size of the town. Although the area of ​​the town is not large, it has all kinds of infrastructure.

Even Sun Cheng saw a very large supermarket in the center of the town.

Judging from the size of the store, it is rare even in some small American cities with a permanent population of over 10,000.

However, this town should have fallen now. The dirt roads in the town are bumpy, and it is obvious that they have not been repaired in several years.

There are no large trucks transporting ore in and out in the town, and the Fengrong Town now has a population of less than four hundred.

The family members of a small and medium-sized mine are probably enough for this number.

Sun Cheng had just stopped the car and was about to go to the restaurant next to him to blow up the air conditioner for a while, have some food, and then take the opportunity to ask the waiter where there are Internet and fax machines in the town that can be used.

As a result, at this moment, a familiar roar came again.

Sun Cheng turned around in surprise and saw three off-road motorcycles he had seen on the dirt road not far away, carrying three men and one woman in the direction he was driving towards him.

I thought the car would drive directly past him, but I didn't want to lead the motorcycle riders with a girl. When I passed by, it seemed that I recognized him, or the heavy motorcycle that Sun Cheng had just parked next to me.

As a result, the boy made a gesture directly, and instantly, three motorcycles stopped near Sun Cheng.

"Hey man... you have such a great big guy who just put it here for ash, which is too unfair to it!"

The boy took off his motorcycle cap and showed a pretty face that was still childish, "Do you want to have a game with us?"

Sun Cheng shrugged, "boy, it's just a transportation tool. I'm very happy to know you. I'm going to rest here and have something to eat? How about it, do you want to come too? I'll treat you!"

He was not a fool. He was obviously a minor boy and girl who could rush around on a motorcycle in the town, but no one in the town scolded or asked about it.

Obviously, the identities of these young men and girls are not simple. At least one of them should have great energy in the town.

The invitation from a stranger made the four boys and girls a little confused.

The boy in the lead who had invited Sun Cheng to race twice, looked at him in surprise and asked, "Man, are you inviting us to come in and sit?"

Sun Cheng smiled and pointed at their motorcycles, "You can see that you should like motorcycles very much. Do you want to exchange experiences?"

As soon as these words were spoken, one of the boys could not help it.

After turning off the off-road motorcycle, he hung it on a handful and took off the motorcycle cap and hung it on the handlebar.

"Then I'm not polite!"

Sun Cheng just smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

After the remaining three people looked at each other, the other two boys wearing motorcycle hats and the girl also took off their hats together.

And just as the girl took off her motorcycle cap, Sun Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost shouted in one sentence: "Sister Widow... Oh no, Widow?!"

ps:
Chapter completed!