Zhang's funeral ended successfully the next afternoon with the help of a group of enthusiastic people.

Uncle Ming personally handled all the procedures for him, including his death certificate, and then handed over a bearer bank card with a deposit of 10,000 yuan to Sun Cheng.

"The things are all here. This is Zhang Bo’s golden tower. You have to keep it carefully!"

Sun Cheng nodded and solemnly took a urn wrapped in red cloth from Uncle Ming. He knew that this was the final proof that Uncle Zhang had ever existed in the world.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ming. I will set off tomorrow. After completing the handover with Uncle Zhang's relatives, I will ask him to call and notify you!"

Uncle Ming smiled and said nothing. Everyone was afraid that such a thing would be done by kindness, so he agreed to this.

After sending the things over, Uncle Ming gave a few brief explanations and left.

Sun Cheng looked at the golden hall in his hand and did not feel any taboos about the final proof of this person's existence in the world.

After placing it in the farm space at will, he sat down on the sofa in his living room, spread out the latest full-meter transportation map he bought, and looked at it carefully.

This time, Sun Cheng escorted Uncle Zhang home, but he did not plan to take a plane.

In his previous life, he lived too much and had many unrealized dreams, one of which was to drive a lonely trip across the border by car.

Sun Cheng had a driver's license and had experience on the road in both lifetimes. What's even better is that he also had his own car in this lifetime, although it was just a used car inherited from his predecessor's father.

But enough!

What's more, the residents here and nearby communities also provided him with a travel expense of $10,000.

As the only world currency, Midao has very strong purchasing power.

Sun Cheng has already had a deep understanding of this these days.

In the world's financial center, the Big Apple City, a gallon of oil is only more than 4 meters away, while a gallon is about 3.8 liters.

In other words, the price of almost one liter of gasoline is only more than $1. Even if it consumes ten liters of fuel for 100 kilometers and drives thousands of kilometers, it will not cost $1,000 for Sun Cheng.

The remaining 9,000 dollars is enough for him to have a very comfortable lonely trip.

It took more than half an hour to choose two routes for himself based on the map.

One of them passed through six states: Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Nebraska, and Wyoming, and eventually arrived in Nevada.

The first half of the other is basically the same, and it also requires passing through four states: Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois.

However, in Illinois, take Route 91 to Missouri, and then detour to Kansas, Colorado, Utah and then enter Nevada.

The itinerary of the No. 1 plan is shorter, and it can take at least 900 kilometers less than the No. 2 plan, and it also passes through towns, making it convenient to rest on the spot.

The disadvantage is that the expressways on this line were all built at the end of the last century. After decades of use, the road conditions were relatively poor.

Moreover, in some places, due to the interference of local conservative forces, highways could not be crossed, so there were still a large number of secondary highways.

As for the No. 2 plan, the advantage is that you can enjoy the expressway almost throughout the journey, and the road is built late and the road conditions are better.

In addition to the longer itinerary, the disadvantages are that you need to pass through large forests, national parks and Gobi areas, which are sparsely populated, which is not conducive to rest and supplies along the way.

After a night of thinking, Sun Cheng finally chose the No. 2 plan.

Sending Uncle Zhang home was a mission and a journey to realize his dreams.

He was going to take the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the United States, and naturally he was more willing to choose the No. 2 plan with better scenery.

As for this route, Sun Cheng was not worried at all when he needed to pass through a large no-man's land.

The next morning, he did not rush to set off.

After getting up early in the morning, Sun Cheng took his car to a repair shop run by Chinese in Tangbu. He spent $700 to carry out a comprehensive set of maintenance and maintenance, and then ordered four spare tires for another $400.

He was not idle while the car was being maintained in the morning.

In a fruit market in Tangbu, Sun Cheng spent 340 yuan to buy five fruits, apples, bananas, lemons, grapes and citrus, a total of more than 30 kilograms.

He especially likes to stock up on supplies. Taking advantage of the sponsorship this time, he spent $1,500 to buy a large amount of canned food, quick food and daily necessities in a supermarket.

Because after the 9/11 terrorist attack, the United States restricted the capacity of domestic barreled gasoline and the amount allowed to be purchased by a single person.

Sun Cheng had to spend a morning running around the dozen gas stations and bought 30 1-gallon barrels of gasoline and put them into the farm space in advance in case of emergency.

After completing all this, he was able to leisurely browse several audio and video stores in Tangbu and select some pop music discs.

Because the car maintenance took a long time, Sun Cheng even took the time to go to a gun shop, spent more than 400 knives to buy a pistol again, and bought two boxes of 9mm caliber pistol bullets.

The maintenance and maintenance of the car continued until after 3 pm.

After receiving the notice from the store, he had already returned to the [Rice Field Apartment] for a while and rushed to the repair shop without stopping.

Because the owner is Chinese, he is very careful in maintenance and maintenance.

After a little check, I confirmed that there was no problem.

Sun Cheng had no intention of delaying. After filling up his mailbox at a nearby gas station, he placed the map in the passenger seat next to him, and began to rush towards Nevada according to the route he had planned before.

"The road to my hometown, take me home and return to the spiritual destination I have long been looking forward to..."

Driving on a slightly dilapidated highway through Philadelphia in Big Apple City, the car audio was on, playing the classic American rural music hummed by Sun Cheng--[Take Me Home in the Country Road].

Most parts of this world are the same as the previous life he remembers.

Many famous European and American songs he has ever stopped can be bought in audio and video stores.

If it weren't for Sun Cheng's memory, almost all of the familiar electronic product brands had disappeared, and he wouldn't have confirmed so quickly that he had traveled to parallel time and space at the beginning of his time travel.

“Buzz!”

The vibrating sound of the phone came. Sun Cheng glanced at the passenger seat next to him before picking up the old function phone in his front office and pressing the answer button.

"Hey, Hunter... your bookstore is closed?"

The next moment the phone was connected, a very magnetic voice came, and it was a young man.

Sun Cheng, who had digested all the memories of his predecessor, immediately saw information about a decadent white man with a very outstanding appearance in his mind.

So he held the steering wheel with one hand, slowed down a little, and replied while driving: "Yes Eddie, the business is too bad. I am not going to continue running my home bookstore!"

The phone was silent for a while before a voice came again: "...ah...well, are you going to come out for two drinks later?"

"Not yet. An old man in our apartment has passed away. The community asks me to send him back to Nevada for burial. It will take me a week to come back!"

"Ah... well, I wish you a happy journey!"

The phone was quickly hung up, and Sun Cheng threw the old function machine aside, and an arc curved slightly bent the corner of his mouth.

[Eddie Mora], one of the few friends I had before.

The two are high school classmates, and the other party is as high as before.

He is now a down-and-out writer, with only ambitions but not much talent.

After graduating from the State University, although he failed to find a job on Wall Street, Eddie worked odd jobs while creating his amazing works.

Unfortunately, in the past few years, he has achieved nothing and has been helped by his girlfriend Linda and his friends.
Chapter completed!