I made up myths in America

Chapter 30 Reactions from all parties
It was not until the fire had burned for almost an hour and the former Harrisburg Air Force Base had turned into a white land that the fire department finally arrived and began to slowly set up fire isolation zones.

That’s right, given the huge volume of tens of thousands of tons of aviation kerosene, no experienced firefighter would be stupid enough to try to extinguish it with water.

The best way to put out a fire is to let it burn out there and set up isolation zones to prevent the fire from spreading.

After the fire was contained somewhat by the efforts of the firefighters and stopped spreading towards the airport, the panic among the crowd subsided a little.

Many young couples who survived the disaster hugged each other and cried bitterly.

As they cried, they couldn't help but start talking. If it weren't for the wrong time and place, they might have gone on to have a more in-depth and simple communication.

"huh, huh"

On the helicopter, Christine, who had been using her abilities to prevent the fire from spreading rapidly to the airport, finally showed a smile on her tense face when she saw this.

Then, exhausted, she felt dizzy and fainted in the cabin.

"Kristen, hurry up, let's get out of here now."

Seeing this, the members of the investigation team nearby quickly supported her and looked around nervously.

He was afraid that the Indian witch would suddenly appear at this time.

After all, if you put yourself in their shoes.

This member of the investigation team felt that if he were a witch, he would definitely not miss such a good opportunity to eliminate the enemy's extraordinary people.

In fact, he was right to think so.

But Mina's situation is also a little bad at the moment.

She found that she had underestimated the aftereffects of forcing her body into fuel.

"Cough, cough, cough."

In an unnoticed corner of the airport, a somewhat scattered stream of water struggled several times before condensing into a rough human shape.

Mina leaned against the wall with a pale face, coughing weakly while looking up at the orange-red flames rising into the sky not far away.

She believed that her cousin Luke's soul would definitely return to the embrace of gods and ancestors with the fire.

In this way, after her death, maybe they can meet again in another world.

"Goodbye, Cousin Luke."

I said silently in my heart.

Mina's already unstable body collapsed into a stream of water again and went into a water pipe.

She felt that her injury this time was a bit serious.

Maybe it takes some time to recuperate.

A Nightmare in Harrisburg: A Nightmare of Witches and Tons of Oil

Revenge of the Witches: Harrisburg Air Force Base in Flames

The next morning, the Harrisburg Air Force Base fire became the top trending search on both traditional American print media and major social video sites.

Initially, the US officials planned to create some scandals with Hollywood stars to dampen the heat, but they couldn't do anything about it.

The extraordinary events that took place in Pennsylvania over the past two days, whether it was Luke Duncan's transformation into a giant from a mythical epic, or the subsequent vision that revealed the existence of Aztec gods, all showed that the world was quietly undergoing some kind of change.

And this change is likely related to ancient myths or religions.

For a time, across the United States, discussing which object should possess powerful mysterious powers has become the most fashionable topic among young Americans.

After all, everyone hopes to be the next lucky person with extraordinary powers.

At auctions, antiques with a long history, especially those with a mysterious aura, have their value doubled.

It's said that an ancient Chinese seal recently sold at Christie's, originally worth little, has become a hot commodity among wealthy Americans due to rumors that it was once used by a Song Dynasty Taoist priest from Mount Longhu. The price has skyrocketed from $310,000 to nearly $10 million. Antique shops in New York's Chinatown, which specialize in scamming foreigners, have recently seen a surge in business.

These silly foreigners come in and ask which thing here is the most mysterious and has the oldest history?

The modern bronze handicrafts that were imported from Yiwu just last week can be sold for thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars.

"That Indian witch did a great job!!"

The antique shop owners, who are tired of counting money every day, were overjoyed.

Only Li Changfu, who sold his shop a few days ago due to poor business, regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

"Tell me, why am I so obsessed with selling this precious shop of mine?!"

Every day he would walk around the door of his former store and look at Li Changfu, who was doing a booming business inside. He would slap himself in the face when he got home.

"All right."

His wife was tired of hearing the same old conversation over and over again. She said speechlessly, "Didn't you say a few days ago that you were making a fortune? For Xiao Lu to offer eight million to your shabby shop is simply a blessing from your ancestors."

"I, hey, hey"

Li Changfu stopped talking this time and just sat there sighing.

The Xiao Lu they were talking about was of course none other than Lu Bai.

After all, in the official US database, his body is already dead.

Therefore, if he doesn't want to live as a dead person, he still needs a legal identity and a legal property.

After spending a little time fine-tuning his appearance to resemble his past life and obtaining a legal identity, Lu Bai chose to open an antique shop in New York's Chinatown as a cover for his frequent disappearances in daily life.

For example, now, the owner of the antique shop is not there, and there are only two clerks serving customers, and no one thinks anything is wrong.

The owners of nearby shops all know that Xiao Lu is a rich second-generation who opened the shop purely out of interest and because he has money.

In fact, Lu Bai had once again come to the Mountain and Sea Realm. On the towering Chongwu Mountain, he saw the Shusha hunting team, whose number of people was much smaller than last time and almost everyone was injured.

And as expected, he saw that Guo Ran was seriously injured. Compared with his majestic appearance last time, his body had shrunk a lot. A strange black flame was burning on his right shoulder. Hunting team leader Hong was already in a coma, and there were two young men with red eyes surrounding him.

"Brother Lu Bai!!"

And the moment they saw Lu Bai, a familiar face, all the frustration and grievances in the hearts of Qi and Heitun, the two young men from the Shusha tribe, burst out at once.

While wiping her tears with her hands, she told him about the hunting team's recent experiences.

It turned out that the reason they were in such a mess was that they were attacked by the Xihu tribe on their way back.

In order to keep the elite hunting team of the Shusha tribe, the Xihu tribe specially dispatched many warriors who had been blessed by the evil god, as well as the powerful beast worshipped in their tribe - the ring dog.

The injuries on Hong's body were caused by the ferocious beast, the Ring Dog.

The ability to spit out strange black flames that burn the flesh and soul is the characteristic of the ring dog.

Everyone calls this flame "karma fire".

"The Xihu tribe believes in evil gods, and the ferocious beast Ring Dog that can spit out hellfire sounds like a villainous force."

After listening to this, Lu Bai was thoughtful, his eyes fell on the unextinguishable karmic fire on Hong's shoulder.

Chime! !

And at this moment, the picture of the Bai Ze monster in his mind quickly unfolded, and rows of text appeared on it.

[The ring dog has a human body and a human head. Another species is called the hedgehog, which looks like a dog and is yellow.]

【Do you want to make a rubbing? 】

Lu Bai: Hmm? Is this okay?
(End of this chapter)