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Chapter 591: Wrote the Wrong Character But the Title Can't Be Changed, Really Annoying
The RV carrying Yugi and the group of six drove along the road. Joey Wheeler, sitting in the passenger seat, was boredly looking at the unchanging view in the distance when a black dot entered his line of sight.
"Is that a town? I can't believe people live in such a desolate place," Joey Wheeler said with some surprise, seeing clearly from a distance that the black dot was a town. "And while the scale doesn't look very big, it's not small either."
The one sitting in the driver's seat was Kujaku Mai, the only one in the group with an America driver's license. Tristan did have a motorcycle driver's license, but it was a Japan license, and he wasn't so daring as to drive in America with a Japan license.
Wearing sunglasses for sun protection, Kujaku Mai also glanced slightly in the direction Joey Wheeler was looking. "That's just how America is. The largest areas are mostly poor places, while the rich areas are worth their weight in gold. But then again, which place isn't like that?"
"Our destination is still about six hours away. At the earliest, we won't reach Industrial Illusions Headquarters until night. Do you want to go there and rest for a bit?"
The few people sitting in the back discussed it and felt that a short stop wouldn't make much difference. Plus, it was almost exactly noon, so resting in a nearby town was better than stopping by the desert and cooking while enduring wind and sand.
Turning off the relatively flat road onto the gravel road leading towards the town, the RV soon drove into the town under the gaze of the residents along the roadside, finally stopping in front of a convenience store.
The further he drove into the town, the clearer and more obvious Yugi felt that strange illusion of being watched from before. But when he got out of the car, that feeling suddenly disappeared completely.
Maybe it really was just an illusion? Yugi didn't stand still and space out, blocking the companions getting out behind him. He walked out a few steps and casually looked around.
The town residents had probably seen many tourists like Yugi and his group driving RVs into the town and didn't find it strange. Although at first they sized up the size of the vehicle and the appearance of Yugi and the others getting out, once they realized they were just silly-looking foreigners, they withdrew their gaze and continued to busy themselves with their own things.
No matter how you looked at it, Yugi and the others' hairstyles weren't normal. They were most likely those so-called "artsy youth" who thought remote mountains and desolate valleys had a "wasteland feel" or a "sense of loneliness". They were sick and tired of staying in this environment, and God knows why anyone would think of traveling to a place like this.
Although there's a saying that "travel is when people who are tired of staying in one place go to another place that others are already tired of staying in," whether Yugi and his group came to this town for travel or for other reasons didn't really concern the townspeople. Instead of caring about these foreigners, they might as well hurry home to eat.
Withdrawing his gaze from the busy townspeople, Yugi looked in the direction they had driven in from and found a plaque hanging in mid-air near the entrance not far away, with the wording "Conflict Town" written on it.
"Is this place called 'Conflict Town'?" Tristan, who had also gotten out of the car, stretched his limbs. He also noticed the plaque Yugi had found and casually remarked, "Speaking of which, why is that plaque still dripping paint? It looks like it was just written and hung up."
"Caring about details is for idiots, Tristan. Maybe it's been humid weather here recently? Although it's a bit bizarre, floods can happen in the desert, so that kind of thing isn't impossible," Joey Wheeler jumped down from the passenger seat, patted Tristan on the shoulder, and said jokingly.
Honda wasn't an idiot who would believe anything he was told. He rolled his eyes at Joey Wheeler in return and didn't continue to care about the plaque. He looked at the two ladies who had already hidden in the shadow in front of the convenience store door to avoid the sun, and pushing Joey Wheeler, he also walked towards them.
Although the town was far from the city and located in the remote desert, after walking into the convenience store, the few people discovered that the merchandise here was surprisingly abundant. Just the food items alone occupied two counters. Not only were there instant noodles and freshly baked bread, but there were even exquisite cakes and expensive ice cream, foods that would clearly lose money if sold in a town like this.
Drinking water and the like went without saying. Besides that, they even sold spare tires here. What was more outrageous was that on the wall behind the checkout counter at the end of the convenience store, there was an entire wall covered in various types of guns!
Was this a convenience store or an armory?
Although they were full of the desire to rant, Yugi and his group couldn't buy a gun without a gun license. Besides, they were just planning to buy some water to drink on the road and some instant food to handle lunch. Except for Téa and Kujaku Mai, the two girls who couldn't resist their cravings and bought a cold cake, Joey Wheeler, Yugi, and Tristan each carried a plastic bag of food and walked towards outside the shop.
However, as he walked through the aisle inside the convenience store towards the RV parked outside the shop, Yugi suddenly felt that strange feeling of being watched again. Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he couldn't help but look left and right, looking around.
But Yugi's abnormality was not noticed by Tristan and Joey Wheeler, who were walking ahead. The two of them chatted amongst themselves.
"Huh? It suddenly seems quiet, hasn't it? There are a lot fewer people on the street too. It seems a bit different from just now?"
"Yeah, after all, it's already twelve o'clock. It's time to eat, so most of the townspeople have probably gone home to eat. Thinking about that, my stomach is a bit hungry too. But it's good luck that we can buy curry rice here."
"You're that happy just because you can buy curry rice?"
"Isn't that obvious? I like curry rice the most. If Rex doesn't like it later, I'll eat two bowls. This packaging size is something I can finish with a little effort~"
"Hey, hey, if you eat that much, you'll easily get carsick later. Don't throw it up and waste it all then."
"Heh heh, eating until full is impossible. As long as I don't stop and eat in one go, I can finish another two bowls."
Unconsciously saying extremely bad lines, Tristan and Joey Wheeler just walked out of the convenience store gate. Rex was waiting by the RV for the few of them to walk out of the convenience store.
But just then, a piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out. Looking towards the sound, Joey Wheeler, Tristan, and Rex discovered that a black luxury sedan had suddenly stopped at a corner not far away. Three guys who looked like idiots, wearing black suits under the big sun, jumped out of the car one after another and charged straight towards the few of them!
On their left hands, they were also wearing a bronze-green Duel Disk, a special model from Organization Doma, and it was deployed as they inserted their decks into the card slots.
Looking at this stance, they were most likely not Duel Monsters fans. It's more likely, no, it's definitely assassins sent by Doma!
End of Chapter
The RV carrying Yugi and the group of six drove along the road. Joey Wheeler, sitting in the passenger seat, was boredly looking at the unchanging view in the distance when a black dot entered his line of sight.
"Is that a town? I can't believe people live in such a desolate place," Joey Wheeler said with some surprise, seeing clearly from a distance that the black dot was a town. "And while the scale doesn't look very big, it's not small either."
The one sitting in the driver's seat was Kujaku Mai, the only one in the group with an America driver's license. Tristan did have a motorcycle driver's license, but it was a Japan license, and he wasn't so daring as to drive in America with a Japan license.
Wearing sunglasses for sun protection, Kujaku Mai also glanced slightly in the direction Joey Wheeler was looking. "That's just how America is. The largest areas are mostly poor places, while the rich areas are worth their weight in gold. But then again, which place isn't like that?"
"Our destination is still about six hours away. At the earliest, we won't reach Industrial Illusions Headquarters until night. Do you want to go there and rest for a bit?"
The few people sitting in the back discussed it and felt that a short stop wouldn't make much difference. Plus, it was almost exactly noon, so resting in a nearby town was better than stopping by the desert and cooking while enduring wind and sand.
Turning off the relatively flat road onto the gravel road leading towards the town, the RV soon drove into the town under the gaze of the residents along the roadside, finally stopping in front of a convenience store.
The further he drove into the town, the clearer and more obvious Yugi felt that strange illusion of being watched from before. But when he got out of the car, that feeling suddenly disappeared completely.
Maybe it really was just an illusion? Yugi didn't stand still and space out, blocking the companions getting out behind him. He walked out a few steps and casually looked around.
The town residents had probably seen many tourists like Yugi and his group driving RVs into the town and didn't find it strange. Although at first they sized up the size of the vehicle and the appearance of Yugi and the others getting out, once they realized they were just silly-looking foreigners, they withdrew their gaze and continued to busy themselves with their own things.
No matter how you looked at it, Yugi and the others' hairstyles weren't normal. They were most likely those so-called "artsy youth" who thought remote mountains and desolate valleys had a "wasteland feel" or a "sense of loneliness". They were sick and tired of staying in this environment, and God knows why anyone would think of traveling to a place like this.
Although there's a saying that "travel is when people who are tired of staying in one place go to another place that others are already tired of staying in," whether Yugi and his group came to this town for travel or for other reasons didn't really concern the townspeople. Instead of caring about these foreigners, they might as well hurry home to eat.
Withdrawing his gaze from the busy townspeople, Yugi looked in the direction they had driven in from and found a plaque hanging in mid-air near the entrance not far away, with the wording "Conflict Town" written on it.
"Is this place called 'Conflict Town'?" Tristan, who had also gotten out of the car, stretched his limbs. He also noticed the plaque Yugi had found and casually remarked, "Speaking of which, why is that plaque still dripping paint? It looks like it was just written and hung up."
"Caring about details is for idiots, Tristan. Maybe it's been humid weather here recently? Although it's a bit bizarre, floods can happen in the desert, so that kind of thing isn't impossible," Joey Wheeler jumped down from the passenger seat, patted Tristan on the shoulder, and said jokingly.
Honda wasn't an idiot who would believe anything he was told. He rolled his eyes at Joey Wheeler in return and didn't continue to care about the plaque. He looked at the two ladies who had already hidden in the shadow in front of the convenience store door to avoid the sun, and pushing Joey Wheeler, he also walked towards them.
Although the town was far from the city and located in the remote desert, after walking into the convenience store, the few people discovered that the merchandise here was surprisingly abundant. Just the food items alone occupied two counters. Not only were there instant noodles and freshly baked bread, but there were even exquisite cakes and expensive ice cream, foods that would clearly lose money if sold in a town like this.
Drinking water and the like went without saying. Besides that, they even sold spare tires here. What was more outrageous was that on the wall behind the checkout counter at the end of the convenience store, there was an entire wall covered in various types of guns!
Was this a convenience store or an armory?
Although they were full of the desire to rant, Yugi and his group couldn't buy a gun without a gun license. Besides, they were just planning to buy some water to drink on the road and some instant food to handle lunch. Except for Téa and Kujaku Mai, the two girls who couldn't resist their cravings and bought a cold cake, Joey Wheeler, Yugi, and Tristan each carried a plastic bag of food and walked towards outside the shop.
However, as he walked through the aisle inside the convenience store towards the RV parked outside the shop, Yugi suddenly felt that strange feeling of being watched again. Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he couldn't help but look left and right, looking around.
But Yugi's abnormality was not noticed by Tristan and Joey Wheeler, who were walking ahead. The two of them chatted amongst themselves.
"Huh? It suddenly seems quiet, hasn't it? There are a lot fewer people on the street too. It seems a bit different from just now?"
"Yeah, after all, it's already twelve o'clock. It's time to eat, so most of the townspeople have probably gone home to eat. Thinking about that, my stomach is a bit hungry too. But it's good luck that we can buy curry rice here."
"You're that happy just because you can buy curry rice?"
"Isn't that obvious? I like curry rice the most. If Rex doesn't like it later, I'll eat two bowls. This packaging size is something I can finish with a little effort~"
"Hey, hey, if you eat that much, you'll easily get carsick later. Don't throw it up and waste it all then."
"Heh heh, eating until full is impossible. As long as I don't stop and eat in one go, I can finish another two bowls."
Unconsciously saying extremely bad lines, Tristan and Joey Wheeler just walked out of the convenience store gate. Rex was waiting by the RV for the few of them to walk out of the convenience store.
But just then, a piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out. Looking towards the sound, Joey Wheeler, Tristan, and Rex discovered that a black luxury sedan had suddenly stopped at a corner not far away. Three guys who looked like idiots, wearing black suits under the big sun, jumped out of the car one after another and charged straight towards the few of them!
On their left hands, they were also wearing a bronze-green Duel Disk, a special model from Organization Doma, and it was deployed as they inserted their decks into the card slots.
Looking at this stance, they were most likely not Duel Monsters fans. It's more likely, no, it's definitely assassins sent by Doma!
End of Chapter
