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Aside, Robb looked at the girl who was now much more lively and optimistic than at the beginning.

Although it is somewhat developing towards a runaway trend.

But that's the charm of a girl.

No?

……

Under the protection of the summoned Robb's projection, Sarah successfully left the no-man's land and went to the nearest town to rest, waiting for the real Robb to arrive.

It was almost dusk.

In the hotel, after a quick wash, Sarah changed into a new white shirt and light-colored jeans.

Although she is not as exquisitely dressed as girls of the same age.

But it suits her temperament very well.

But it would be wrong to think that she only has a fairy-like temperament and face.

Despite her conservative attire, Sarah unexpectedly possesses a curvy figure that is much better than her peers, even the envy of developed women.

It's hard to imagine that she is still a high school girl.

Purity and temptation can be said to be perfectly embodied in her.

It's no wonder that when Sarah stepped into this remote town, she attracted a lot of attention.

The local female sheriff also enthusiastically handed her a tourist map of the town, hoping that she would spend more time here.

"People in small towns seem to be much more enthusiastic than those in cities."

Sarah sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the large mirror in front of her, and knocked on it familiarly.

"Robb, Robb, Robb."

Having learned from the previous lesson, Sarah didn’t dare to add any modifiers in front of the word.

Of course, no one knows what she is thinking.

"What's wrong, Sarah?" Robb's figure appeared and asked.

"I've already stayed here. Robb, when can you come?" It was the first time that Sara was alone outside and unfamiliar with the place. She still wanted Robb to come back to her as soon as possible.

Robb looked around, sighed, and said, "Sarah, you can call."

Robb was speechless as a good remote support method was forcibly turned into a chat tool.

It was okay when we were in the mountains before, after all, there was no signal.

But now I can always call.

"I forgot!" Sarah patted her little head and stuck out her tongue cutely.

Just as she was about to pick up the phone, Robb, who had only spent a day together and always felt like he was taking care of a child, sighed again: "Forget it, let's just say this."

"It will take me about an hour to get to you. Are you safe now, Sarah?" Robb asked.

When Sarah was on the road, he was not idle either. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and sped all the way, even leaving behind several police cars with sirens blaring.

Anyway, the car he was driving was borrowed from some black guy, and no one could trace it back to him.

Hearing this, Sarah nodded and said, "Although this town is small, the locals are very welcoming."

"enthusiasm?"

Robb thought he heard a sarcastic remark, but seeing Sarah's serious expression, he couldn't help but remain silent.

According to his understanding and personal experience, in North America, there is little enthusiasm in most rural towns.

It is not a big deal here to have friends coming from afar, it is a great pleasure.

The more remote the place, the more conservative it is.

This is especially true in economically backward states.

Even many small towns do not welcome or even reject the arrival of outsiders and live their own lives in isolation.

In addition, there are many supernatural things in this world, and you never know which town may be hiding a cult, a murderer, or something like that.

Robb knew this all too well.

Sarah, who had always lived in a big city and came from a middle-class family, had a safe residential community, school and transportation, and had never been to an area where people of color lived. Of course, she had no idea what Rob was thinking at this moment.

"Yes, the people in this town are very welcoming. They helped me a lot when I came here."

She said this in a good mood, took out a leaflet, pointed it to Robb and said:

"Look! This is the tourist brochure of this town. It's pretty cool! I heard that the largest twine ball in the United States is here."

"It's not dark yet, and Robb, you haven't arrived yet. I decided to take this opportunity to go and have a look. Robb, what do you think?"

Sarah asked Robb for his opinion expectantly.

Robb didn't answer immediately, but first glanced at the town brochure handed to him by Sarah.

Occupying most of the space on it is a huge ball of hemp rope.

The caption reads, "Come to Corktown to see the largest twine ball in America!"

It doesn't look like a big problem.

Except Robb had no idea what was so great about a ball of twine on display.

But when you think about the many weird Guinness World Records, it's not surprising.

Robb nodded.

Since Sarah wants to go and see it, let's go and see it.

I can't be so unlucky as to run into trouble again.

Finally, Robb opened his spiritual vision and glanced outside out of habit, and was about to leave.

His expression suddenly changed.

"and many more!"

Robb stopped Sarah who was about to leave.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked, looking back with a confused look on her face.

Robb looked at Sara deeply.

He really didn't know why this angelic girl had such... unique luck.

Robb patted Sarah on the shoulder and said earnestly: "No one can stop luck. For your own sake, Sarah, you should wait here for me."

Chapter 237 Chapter Sarah, Open the Door

In North America, the twine ball culture has always been popular.

As a landmark landscape in many places in America, twine balls have appeared since the middle of the last century. They have expanded from the initial behavior of one person to the spontaneous construction in many areas, leaving behind many shocking huge twine balls.

The town of Cork where Sarah is now is home to the so-called largest hemp rope ball in the United States.

Normally, a hemp rope ball is just a hemp rope ball, nothing special.

But Sarah was so lucky that she happened to meet a special person.

After telling Sarah to wait in the room and not to go out, Robb, who was still some distance away, sped up again.

……

Cocketown.

Sarah, who had just been so happy to meet so many nice people and was even interested in visiting this small town with simple folk customs, suddenly felt her face tighten and her smile disappeared after hearing Robb's warning.

Just kidding!

Sarah opened the curtains and looked out the window at the townspeople talking and laughing on the road, and at the small museum not far away that housed the largest hemp rope ball in the United States.

It looks normal no matter how you look at it.

Fortunately, Sarah is not one of those 2B young people who don't listen to advice.

Since Robb said so, she knew his abilities very well along the way so she chose to believe him obediently.

After closing the door tightly, Sarah sat back on the bed, propped up her chin with both hands, and sighed helplessly like a little adult.

Why does the world outside seem so dangerous?

The experience of this day alone was more thrilling than all of her experiences in the past decade or so combined.

Why didn’t I realize before that there are so many strange things in this world?

Sarah was puzzled.

Subconsciously, she wanted to knock on the mirror in front of her again.

But after thinking about it, the little hand was put down.

Robb is on his way now, so I won't disturb him.

Sarah shook her head, put the mirror aside, and prepared to take a rest.

Boom...boom...boom...

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Sarah was startled and stood up quickly.

She was originally prepared not to answer, but the knock on the door continued, and the person outside the door clearly looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

She still asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Anthony." A man's voice came from outside the door.

The innkeeper's fat face with a friendly smile flashed through Sarah's mind.

Before, she would open the door.

but now……

Sarah asked through the door, "Mr. Anthony, what's the matter?"

Anthony outside the door said with a smile: "Nothing, I just want to remind you, Sarah, to go see the pride of our town, the largest twine ball in the United States. It's very close to here, just a few steps away. And it's free."

At this moment, even without witnessing it, Sarah could feel the pride that Anthony exuded from the bones when he talked about the twine ball.

Although it was a bit rude to refuse to see something that someone was so proud of, Sarah still shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Anthony, it's getting late. I'd better go tomorrow."

"But didn't you just say you would go and see it right away?" Anthony asked puzzledly.

"Sorry, I'm so tired now," said Sarah.

Logically speaking, since the guest has said so, the host will not force him.

But this is an exception.

As if he didn't hear the obvious refusal in Sarah's words, Anthony continued to persuade her: "Sarah, go and have a look. It won't take long. I promise you will be satisfied with this visit."

"Mr. Anthony, I'm really tired."

"Sarah, it will be quick. Let's go and have a look."

"Sorry, I need to rest."

"Sarah!!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The knock on the door sounded again, but it was much louder than before.

Just like Anthony without a smile at this moment.

Compared to his initial polite invitation, he was now becoming more impatient and even manic.

"Sarah! Go and see! Sarah..."

One loud and aggressive voice after another rang out.

Seeing the door shaking as if it couldn't bear the weight, Sarah realized something was wrong even though she was slow to react.