Dream Travel

Chapter 41 Sharknado

"What happened?" The innkeeper rushed into the house with a shotgun. When he saw the shark on the ground, he was shocked: "Oh my God, why is there a shark here?"

Bai Mu began to explain: "You may not believe this, but this thing flew from the sky."

"...No, I believe it." The innkeeper looked behind the white curtain, his hand holding the gun trembling slightly. He saw several sharks flying across the sky.

"Then I don't need to explain?"

"No need. It's not safe here. Asian, come with me." The hotel owner glanced at the shark corpse on the ground. The shark's head was smashed by Bai Mu with a suitcase.

The bite marks left on the floor made the innkeeper very curious about how this thing was made.

Bai Mu quickly packed up his things and followed the innkeeper out of the room, not forgetting to close the door when he left.

But just as the door was closed, it was broken by a new shark, which took the opportunity to bite the innkeeper's leg.

"Ahhh! FU#K!" the innkeeper howled, and shot the shark's body. "Oh, I need an ambulance... No, we can drive to the hospital!"

The innkeeper looked at his bloody leg and looked at Bai Mu for help: "Help me."

"Let's go." Bai Mu extended a helping hand to the innkeeper. The next moment he pulled suddenly. While the innkeeper was puzzled, several sharks swarmed in and hit the place where the innkeeper had just been.

"...Don't eat the pickled radish! Let's go!" The innkeeper was in a panic and stuffed a key into Bai Mu's hand: "Let's go to the hospital, I feel like I'm dying."

His leg, which had been bitten by a shark, was still bleeding. Bai Mu didn't know anything about emergency treatment. After going downstairs, he helped the hotel owner tie up his leg to prevent excessive bleeding, but then he was helpless.

When leaving the hotel, the hotel owner did not forget to take out a box of bullets and carry them with him. Looking at the sharks flying all over the sky, only the hunting rifle in his hand could bring him some sense of security.

After getting on the hotel owner's pickup truck, Bai Mu immediately drove out. Looking at the sharks that were riding on the storm, Bai Mu also felt it was outrageous.

The previous dream was quite normal, with an ordinary biochemical crisis, an ordinary nuclear bomb wipeout ending, and an unsurprising subsequent conspiracy.

Everything seems normal, but who can explain this strange dream?
Sharknado? No, it's a fucking Sharknado!

Bai Mu thought of the movies he had watched before he traveled through time. Although they were known as bad movies, they were really addictive if you watched them without thinking, so he watched six of them in one go.

That’s right, there are six of these…

"Thank you for your help, you are simply a messenger sent by God." The hotel owner sitting in the car groaned in pain. Bai Mu knew how painful it was to be bitten by a shark, but the people next to him made Bai Mu not want to experience this feeling.

"Where is the hospital?"

"Go forward first." The innkeeper perked up. It was his leg that was at risk, and he didn't dare to take the pain lightly.

Not calling an ambulance is not only a matter of cost, but also because of the bad weather. If he waits for the ambulance to arrive, he may die. Besides, whether the ambulance can come is also a question.

"Wow, you're really strong." Looking at the storm outside the window, the innkeeper gave directions while trying to find a new topic to talk about.

"I prefer to exercise."

"Oh, I wanted to get a gym membership once." The hotel owner sighed as he looked at his belly that wouldn't go down. He noticed Bai Mu slowing down the car and quickly said, "Don't slow down. Ignore that damn red light!"

In this kind of bad weather, no one cares about people who violate traffic rules.

"It's not a red light, it's a shark." Bai Mu looked at the sharks flying past in front of him. God knows why there are so many sharks here, and when they appear, they are more difficult to guard against than zombies.

The hotel owner's face was full of pain: "Why are sharks flying in the sky!" It's not like there have never been storms in Los Angeles, but the storms that have appeared before were not so outrageous. It would have been fine if it just rained. Why are there sharks this time?
As the white curtain accelerated, the innkeeper saw a car being pushed up by several sharks.

This outrageous scene made him think for a moment that he was dreaming.

There was a sound of breaking, the pickup truck with white curtains on was shaken, and a shark crashed into the car.

"Damn shark, die!" The stimulated hotel owner picked up the hunting rifle, shot through the glass, and fired another shot at the shark in the car.

Although these sharks can fly along with the storm, they do not show excessive physical strength.

After killing the shark, the innkeeper took a deep breath and reloaded his shotgun. "Why is it slow again... Is it a traffic jam?"

The innkeeper looked at the congested road ahead and sighed, "Fortunately, this place is not far from the hospital. Let's go there normally."

"It's okay to take a detour." Bai Mu seemed very concerned about the innkeeper, but he was more concerned about the car.

"There's a traffic jam here, so taking a detour won't work." For the sake of his own life, the hotel owner got out of the car.

Bai Mu put away his car keys and followed him down. Fortunately, he was fully prepared. After learning about the weather forecast, he even brought a waterproof case with him, so he didn't have to worry about any accidents with his computer.

With the physical strengthening brought by the fog, Bai Mu's movements were not affected by carrying the suitcase.

There were many people on the road, all of whom had to give up public transportation due to traffic jams and chose to walk. Many of them were bitten by sharks.

From time to time on the road, you can see passers-by being knocked to the ground by flying sharks. There are even sharks that show off difficult maneuvers, biting off the head of an unlucky passer-by while flying.

The innkeeper shuddered: "Let's go quickly."

He felt that if he continued to stay, he would be like those unlucky passers-by and be bitten to death by the flying shark for no apparent reason.

He must live.

As Bai Mu stared in amazement, a gigantic shark suddenly descended from the sky and swallowed the innkeeper whole.

"Sorry, this can't be helped."

Bai Mu looked at the shark stuck on the ground, got into the car very quickly, turned around and ran away.

In short, let’s find a safe area first. Sharks flying in the sky really make people feel insecure.

He retracted his earlier assessment of this world. How could this be any ordinary world? The arms of three-headed and five-headed sharks pale in comparison to a sharknado.

Bai Mu, who was looking for a safe zone, encountered something even worse: the water level was rising.

The shark that fell from the sky was huge, and the rain from the storm was also huge.

The water level rose abnormally. With the water, the sharks that turned into melee defense towers when they landed were equivalent to having extra field cards. The swimming sharks brought greater risks and also affected the use of transportation.

Bai Mu touched the two pistols he carried with him. Facing the sharks flying around, such weapons really could not give him enough sense of security.

At least zombies can't fly.

Thinking of something, Bai Mu changed direction again and approached the west coast. He was still thinking about the fisherman.

(End of this chapter)