1548: C1548 Request of the Bus

C1548 Request of the Bus

"Brother, what should we do?" Little Jun asked.1

Wendu shook his head. Instead of answering the small question, he turned to Lili and asked, "Sally, how much do you know about Atlantis and civilization?"

Elizabeth Sally shook her head. "I just saw a few papers on Atlantis and civilization online. I don't know much about him."

"Me too." Wendu nodded: "But this place is completely different from what I saw online!"

"Yeah, on the internet, they say that there is a very high technology and civilization behind Atlantis, but this place has only just come out from the Stone Age." Elizabeth Sally was also filled with disbelief.

"Tsk tsk …" After thinking about it for a long time, Wendu still couldn't come up with a specific conclusion.

"We have the status of Gods, so we should continue to stay here. This way, we can explore more of the continent's secrets."

"Lord Thunder God, the bus is outside begging for an audience." Just as they finished talking, the mayor walked over with a smile.

"Let him in." Wendu waved his hand with the demeanor of a god.

"The bus doesn't know that all of you gentlemen are Thunder God, please forgive my disrespect." The bus that had just entered hurriedly fell to its knees.

"The ignorant are not guilty, get up." Wendu raised his hand to get the bus to stand up.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Lord Thunder God." The bus said gratefully.

He took out a few pieces of black gold and placed them in front of Wendu, "Sir, this is the black gold I won previously. I hope you can accept it."

Wendu frowned, "Why are there so many?"

"Lord Thunder God." The bus looked a little embarrassed, "My lord, other than having capital, I have also taken out all the money I have won. I hope that you can help me resolve this small problem."

"Sure enough," Wendu smiled to himself, "There is no free lunch in this world, but with my special identity now, I can help him solve some small problems."

So he nodded and asked, "What kind of trouble are you in?"

"It's like this, my lord." The bus said in embarrassment, "Ladies and gentlemen, my mother has contracted a strange disease. Even the best doctors here couldn't do anything about it. I hope the adults can save my mother."

At this point, a pained look appeared on the bus's face, as if he was pious and kneeling on the ground.

Wendu frowned. He hesitated for a moment and said, "We can go with you, but I don't know if I can save your mother. I can only tell you that we will do our best."

"Thank you, Sir!" The bus's face immediately lit up, "My lord, my home isn't far from here. When are you going to look …?"

"Let's go now." Wendu said.

The bus was only a few minutes' walk away from the mayor's house.

Wendu discovered that the buildings along the way weren't unusual or beautiful, and were very different from the Atlantis he had imagined. It was possible that the construction technique of the Atlantis was so backward for some reason.

"Mother, I'm back." The bus shouted, and an old woman walked out from the inner room.

"Big ba, you brought a customer today? Wait a moment, I'll go get something to eat."

Seeing that the grandma's steps were not faltering and that she didn't seem to be sick at all, Wendu looked at the bus and said, "Big bus, I think your mother's body is pretty tough."

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