Latent Syndrome

Chapter 211 210. On the road

After many twists and turns, White finally came to a small city in North Carolina, found a convenience store, and was about to call SCT to ask about the situation and whether Colin was still in Las Vegas.

Four days have passed since the originally planned arrival time, and everyone in White is numb. If he rushes to Las Vegas now, let alone the fucking assassination, Christmas is not far away.

Because the hints from the stars had serious side effects, White did not dare to keep driving. Otherwise, bad luck would come and he would be acting like the god of death. At that time, in order to reverse the bad luck, he would have no choice but to keep driving.

Keep driving until the power is completely exhausted, and I will probably be completely cold. Maybe an asteroid will be directly loaded into the earth, burn and lose in the atmosphere until it is about the size of a fingernail, just enough to kill me, and then fall right on top of my head.

That's not impossible.

One time, I encountered a powerful enemy. He was really amazing. He flew into the sky and escaped from the ground. He was so fierce that it was unbelievable. Even if he raised the hint to the highest level, it was of no use. Just when he thought he was about to die...

His luck was so good that he matched the trajectory of asteroids in the universe.

The meteorite killed his enemy.

In short, as long as you activate your vision, you are absolutely invincible.

On the contrary, as long as it is turned off, a screw may be able to kill itself. If it happens that a high-voltage magnetic field bursts through the center of the eyebrow, it will be so bad that the world cannot tolerate it.

The shop owner looked at White, who looked like a homeless man, and wondered if he could afford the phone bill, but forget it, it was just a phone call.

When White called over, Colin was no longer in Las Vegas, he was no longer in the West. He ran to who knows where, just when White was about to mess up.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs told him a particularly useful piece of information, saying that there was a person living in Las Vegas who had some connections with the SCT. Although he would not help the SCT, he might be able to get some clues. That person's name was Rhodes.

White knew that he couldn't be any slower. Although many small people under the SCT were relatively free, the higher they were, the more constraints they faced. He didn't want to be targeted by the third person in the combat directory, who would do him ruthless things.

He immediately turned on the hint.

Suddenly, there was a call on the landline of the shop owner. It was a free travel coupon jointly launched by the airline and the Las Vegas casino. This phone number was lucky enough to be drawn. It was because the casino was opening and many gamblers were needed to help.

The shop owner was not interested at all, thinking it was a scam and had some conspiracy, so he gave the opportunity to White.

Then White happened to take a ride from a driver with beautiful breasts and went straight to the airport. He happened to pick up a wallet. He happened to encounter a malfunction in the recognition machine and happened to swipe the identity of another person. After boarding the plane, he happened to apologize for the malfunction. He was upgraded to first class for free, and it just so happened that flight attendants liked to hook up with rich men and engage in unspeakable things at high altitudes.

Anyway.

He went straight to Las Vegas in high spirits.

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Colin has left the casino for a few days.

Everything went as Rhodes predicted, he could not resist fate.

Because Colin left without saying goodbye, Violet was so angry that she just said goodbye without saying hello.

At the same time, Pim's plan was not delayed. He was still waiting for Opal to be arrested and arranged for other agents of the First Section.

In the civilian residential community of the casino.

Because Rhodes can decipher the original manuscript, Violet invited him to search for the original manuscript together, and Rhodes happily agreed. For him, there is nothing more important than this.

He was packing up the things in the house and preparing to leave for a while. After all the things were prepared, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, as predicted, a person would come to him in ten minutes. He could not resist this kind of thing no matter what. Fate is just waiting quietly in the room.

ten minutes later.

A very casually dressed man broke into the door, wandered around the room, and finally found Rhodes in the study. White knew that this person was anything but ordinary.

SCT invited him to join and offered him generous treatment to become a member of the combat directory, but he refused. What is incredible is that according to SCT's style of dealing with things, this person should be eliminated immediately, but nothing happened. This is enough to prove that he His strength is probably not weaker than those in the top ten in the combat catalog.

"I heard you are a prophet."

"I was told that you can find news about Colin here."

"For this one thing, just tell me where he is and I'll leave immediately."

White's floral shirt, shorts, and sandals are very eye-catching, and he also has a beard that he probably hasn't shaved in a year, but it fits the theme of this city quite strangely, the kind of bad guy who loses everything.

Now White's hints are still open, as now deep into the hinterland there's no slack.

The agents who were monitoring Rhodes in other houses in the community suddenly discovered that the telescope glass was broken and heard a violent noise. It seemed that the refrigerator was malfunctioning. Such a big noise was too easy to expose, so he did not see this side and went to Let's deal with this matter.

However, Rhodes answered the question incorrectly.

"It's...weird."

"I have never seen such a powerful twist of luck."

"It's like...you are an important node in the entire return circle."

"But there is a very contradictory point..."

"Your death omen star is almost stuck directly on your face."

Even Rhodes had never seen such a magical person. The shock brought by this rarity was no weaker than meeting a dinosaur in modern times.

White swallowed his throat, because his ability itself was quite special, so compared to others, he believed in the magic stick more.

He was directly restrained by Rhodes.

Without waiting for Rhodes to continue speaking.

"Master, is there any way to crack it?"

In fact, when White first contracted Latent Syndrome, he thought it was a curse. He tried all sorts of tricks, including poison, witchcraft, beheading, exorcism, gods, Buddha, Jesus, God, Odin and Zeus. The old man didn't let it go either. Exorcism can drive things through. Although it sounds awkward to say, it really means driving things through.

"There is no other way."

"We can only accept this fate."

"You should have seen your destined death long ago."

"Everyone has this day."

"It's just a different time."

Rhodes looked at his watch. This conversation was almost over.

"As for the Colin you are looking for, he should have arrived in Liberty City by now."

“It’s going to be there for a long time.”

"After that, I don't know."

Rhodes packed up his things and prepared to leave to find the authentic copy of the original manuscript.

Destined death... White knows that every powerful infected person can predict his own death, but it is only a vague picture that is not retained in the memory clearly. It will only be fully understood when he is about to die.

But... is it that simple? Just told yourself that simply? Is he fooling himself? No, now that his hints are fully activated, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the master of the universe. What he said must be true.

"I do not understand."

"Since you will help me."

"Help SCT, then why... don't you join?"

White was distracted.

"My philosophy is different from yours."

Rod finally made himself a cup of coffee.

"Then what is your philosophy?"

White asked the same question as Colin.

"just because."

"I don't have such a thing."

"Everything is just happening."

"That's all."