Chapter 532 Revenge from Luye (Part 2)

"Yue~ Luye! Yue~ I swear I'll never ride in your car again! Yue~ I yue~ If I ride in it again, I'm a dog! Yue~"

Beside a flowerbed at an airport, Sherlock squatted on the ground, vomiting so badly his eyes were almost rolling back in his head. Who knows what Sherlock had just gone through!

The navigation said it would take an hour and a half on the highway, but Lu Ye took a whopping 40 minutes to get there, and it didn't even take the highway at all!

Putting aside the agile maneuvers throughout the entire chase, including the occasional aerial leaps, the fact that Kano could still use one hand to operate his phone and send a message during such a tense and exciting car chase scene was enough to frighten Sherlock.

Sherlock, who had never experienced motion sickness in his two lifetimes combined, was surprisingly made to feel carsick by Lu Ye's wild driving skills without a license.

Seeing Sherlock vomiting so hard he was practically rolling his eyes while hugging the flowerbed, Lu Ye's lips curled up into a two-pixel smile. He gave a barely perceptible snort of pleasure before turning and walking out of the airport.

"Hmph, I'm leaving!"

Watching Luye turn and leave, Sherlock was completely distraught. After struggling to his feet, he howled at Luye's retreating figure with a look of terror on his face.

"No way? Again?"

Good news: Deer wasn't showing Sherlock her heart-pounding, wild driving skills.

Bad news: Luye and Sherlock started playing with the guild's teleportation portal.

After leaving the airport with Sherlock, Kano headed straight to the clubhouse, and without saying a word, he began to teleport Sherlock frequently, following a fairly fixed procedure.

Teleport to the airport, go back, teleport to the airport, go back...

After more than ten times in a row, Sherlock finally broke down. When Kano took Sherlock to the airport for the nth time and turned to walk towards the clubhouse, he grabbed Kano's arm.

"Grandma, I was wrong. Why don't you just give me a quick death? Stop messing with me, I really can't take it anymore!"

Seeing Sherlock already on the verge of collapse, Kano's lips curled up even more, but he quickly hid it, giving Sherlock a disdainful look before continuing.

"I'm not playing around. I'm tracking down the spiritual essence of those abducted little demons by tracking Hao. The reason I keep changing addresses at the airport is because we don't know their identities. We can only use the most cumbersome method—the flight schedule for the day—to search for them one by one."

After hearing Lu Ye's explanation, Sherlock was completely distraught.

I originally thought the guild hall would have some high-tech equipment to track down those little demons or hydras, but it turns out it's just exhaustive search.

Even with his terrible temper, Sherlock could only obediently follow behind Luye to continue the great project of 'traveling the whole country in 12 hours'.

As the sun gradually peeked out from the eastern horizon, Lu Ye finally found news of Xiao Yao at the last airport.

The good news is that Sherlock no longer has to follow Deer Wilde back and forth between various guild halls.

The bad news is that the airport where they found the little demon is the second highest airport in terms of altitude on Rabbit's side!

Changdu Bangda Airport, at an altitude of 4334 meters!

Typically, when the human body is above 2500 meters in altitude, it will face an unavoidable symptom, especially for people who are entering the plateau for the first time.

High reaction!

Yes, Sherlock suffered from altitude sickness!

The moment Sherlock stepped out of the clubhouse in the snowy area, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, as if his head had been hit hard with a hammer. His stomach, which had been emptied of vomit from motion sickness the night before, was now churning up bile.

Most importantly, due to the drastic change in altitude and the resulting change in air pressure, Sherlock felt like he was being inflated like a balloon. In his dazed state, he could only see Kano's mouth opening and closing, and he couldn't hear what Kano was saying at all.

When Sherlock regained consciousness, he was already sitting in a car with an oxygen tube in his nose, and sitting next to him... huh? A greyhound? Or a greyhound with a human body and a dog's head?

Sherlock wondered if he was hallucinating from altitude sickness. Looking ahead, he saw Lu Ye sitting calmly in the passenger seat, while in the driver's seat was a yak? Or an antelope? with a punk hairstyle.

???

Seemingly sensing Sherlock's gaze, Kano subconsciously turned around to look in Sherlock's direction. After seeing Sherlock's puzzled look, he pointed to the two fairies sitting in the carriage and said to Sherlock.

“Mangyan and Hulk, you fainted from altitude sickness when you came to the Snow Zone Club. These two are the club’s executors, here to help.”

After saying this, Kano turned around and looked ahead, completely ignoring Sherlock. On the contrary, the big dog sitting next to Sherlock was quite friendly and continued to speak to Sherlock.

"Hello, my name is Hulk."

After hearing what the big dog said, Sherlock instinctively reached out and shook hands with the friendly dog, and in doing so, he learned that the unicorn-like demon sitting in the driver's seat, who was either a yak or an antelope, was probably the so-called Mangye.

After rubbing his throbbing temples, Sherlock addressed everyone in the car.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on right now?"

"We found the spirit of the abducted demon at Changdu Bangda Airport and are currently pursuing it. We are on our way to the 318 National Highway."

If nothing unexpected happens, that group of people should turn onto National Highway 318 from where we are now on National Highway 214, and then head towards Linzhi LS along National Highway 318.

It is highly likely that after arriving in Shigatse, passengers will transfer to other modes of transportation to enter Nepal.

?

Although Hulk answered Sherlock's question, it was clear that Sherlock had even more questions in his head. He simply couldn't understand why Hulk was so certain about the Hydra's route.

If that's really the case, then it's better to just go directly to the border or go directly to Nepal. There's absolutely no need to waste time continuing on the road like this.

Seeing Sherlock's persistently confused look, Lu Ye, sitting in the front row, rolled his eyes in annoyance before speaking to Hulk.

"Don't bother explaining to him. He's practically short-circuiting because he's oxygen-deprived. He probably wouldn't understand even if you explained it to him."

Hearing what Lu Ye said, Hulk smiled helplessly, while Mangyan, sitting in the driver's seat, laughed a few times before speaking to the person below.

"Brother, the reason we are sure it's this route is actually quite simple. Firstly, among the countries bordering this area, apart from Bhutan, which can meet the principle of keeping a low profile, there are probably no other countries that can."

Here, to the west is India, and to the east is Myanmar, specifically the most famous northern Myanmar. If it were you, would you want to go to India or go to the famous northern Myanmar first?

The reason for not going directly to the border is simple: firstly, we need to eliminate everything along the way related to Hydra; secondly, we need to confirm that our hypothesis is correct.

Hearing the reckless words, Sherlock finally came to his senses and helplessly closed his eyes.

On the one hand, altitude sickness caused Sherlock's head to throb as if it were about to explode; on the other hand, after Mangyan's explanation, Sherlock finally understood.

Hydra's only option is Bhutan. After all, everyone knows India's way of doing things, and Hydra isn't stupid. They wouldn't go to India and wait to be ripped off.

The fact that this three-way division of the world concept could even bring out the Indian side speaks volumes.

As for northern Myanmar on the other side?

Hydra came to kidnap people, not to deliver kidneys. In that godforsaken place, even if Red Skull came back to life, he would lose a kidney!

If there was anything that surprised Sherlock, it was probably just one thing.

Sherlock never imagined in both his lives that he would end up on the legendary 318 highway under such circumstances! Most importantly, he was suffering from altitude sickness!

Sherlock felt that one of his dreams from his past life as a cow or a horse had quietly shattered.

Especially after Sherlock unconsciously farted, it wasn't just his dreams that shattered...

Chapter 533 Fragile Dignity

Fun fact: When you arrive at the plateau by plane or other convenient means of transportation, whether or not you subjectively experience altitude sickness symptoms, your body has already begun to experience real altitude sickness.

This has nothing to do with theories like personal physical fitness that have a touch of metaphysics, but is purely physical, a very simple theory called air pressure difference.

As we all know, the higher you go, the lower the atmospheric pressure actually is.

If we look at the human body abstractly, we can understand it as a two-section bamboo tube that is closed at the top and bottom. The top section is your mouth, the middle section can be roughly understood as the stomach, and the bottom section is naturally the anus.

Under such a strong pressure difference, aside from your hemorrhoids, the most noticeable effects are probably felt by these three bamboo diaphragms.

The pressure difference in the upper part is easy to manage; at most, a few burps will balance the pressure difference between the inside and outside of the body. However, the pressure difference in the lower part is not so easy to balance.

After all, compared to the upper part, which is only a short distance between the stomach, esophagus, and mouth, the lower part is much farther away. Moreover, due to gravity and physiological reasons, the strong internal air pressure cannot rise.

That leaves only one possible outcome.

Go down.

Normally, going downhill can lead to a physiological problem: an upset stomach.

Most importantly, this kind of stomach upset is not the kind of pathological stomach upset where you can feel pain, but a kind of silent, physical stomach upset that can only be detected after the sphincter muscles relax for the first time.

Normally, anyone would know that when you have an upset stomach, you absolutely cannot trust any fart.

So, you ask what else shattered along with Sherlock's dream? What else could it be? It's Sherlock's dignity, which is even more fragile than glass!

(Don't ask the author how they know; it's because a friend of theirs knows.)

Despite Sherlock's extremely quick reaction, he decisively used alchemy to dismantle the vehicle with millisecond-level speed the moment he sensed something was wrong, and incidentally dug out a small temporary base on the ground using alchemy, where he hid.

The entire process was extremely rapid, taking less than a second with the full potential unleashed.

However, the three people sitting in the car were not ordinary people.

Needless to say, Lu Ye is considered the number one person below the immortals, while the other two are also demon kings and veteran executors of the guild.

So even if Sherlock unleashed all the potential he had accumulated over two lifetimes, moving at a speed so fast that most people wouldn't even know what was happening, he still couldn't hide it from the other three people in the car.

Even the sudden disappearance of the vehicle did not embarrass the three of them. In fact, after they landed safely, they looked at the closed entrance to the small base on the ground, which looked like a manhole cover, and burst into laughter.

Lu Ye, in particular, laughed heartily, just like when he saw Xiao Hei beating up Youxian in a movie.

The only pity was that Sherlock's reaction speed was too fast, so Luye didn't have time to record it on his phone. Otherwise, Luye could have kept Sherlock under his thumb for life just because of this one incident.

As for Sherlock?

Honestly, if it were possible, Sherlock's biggest wish right now would be to live in this small underground base for the rest of his life, or simply launch a national transmutation and turn the entire Earth into orange juice.

However, after thinking it over, Sherlock finally gave up on his wicked idea of ​​writing orange juice and reading it as the Human Instrumentality Project.

After all, if they actually did that, according to the established rules, it would be essentially no different from a global broadcaster accidentally soiling themselves.

After tidying himself up, Sherlock could only pretend nothing had happened and emerge from the base with Kano's amused smile on his face.

The good news is that Wild Eyes and Hulk didn't laugh at Sherlock's idea; in fact, their gazes toward Sherlock were always full of comfort.

The bad news is that Kano doesn't think that way!

The good news amidst the bad news is that Kano has no evidence!

Therefore, Sherlock decisively decided to employ the winning mentality inherited from the United States—as long as I don't admit it, the matter doesn't exist!

Under Lu Ye's amused expression, Sherlock, with a blank face, pulled out his 6x6 rabbit-hat uncle-themed Raptor pickup truck from his four-dimensional pocket and climbed into the back seat of the vehicle without saying a word.

Looking at the imposing and powerful vehicle in front of them, apart from Lu Ye, Mang Yan and Hulk were all wide-eyed.

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