"I want a room."

"Asian?"

Texas, a small town near the Devil River area.

The bearded Bob looked at Zhao Yuan who walked into the hotel, with a different expression on his face.

"Is there any problem?"

Hearing the bearded man's words, Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little alert.

Speaking of Texas’ most famous specialty, besides braised chicken and poker, it’s “red neck”.

‘Red Neck’ is a despicable term for the poor, backward, dirty, uncultured, and racist-oriented whites in mainstream American media and culture. These poor whites hate all people of color and believe that it is the emergence of people of color and robbed the job that should belong to them, even if the job is incompatible with them.

But, it doesn't matter, they think it's.

Texas's "redneck"ism is prevalent. If the bearded man in the hotel in front of him is also one of them, then Zhao Yuan must consider whether to find a new hotel or simply leave the town.

"nothing."

Fortunately, the worst case did not happen.

Facing Zhao Yuan's rebellious question, the bearded man shook his head, then reached out to take out a key with a room number plate from under the counter and handed it to him.

"The accommodation costs thirty dollars a day, only cash is collected."

"In addition, there is no meal service, including breakfast. If you want to eat, the 'John Charlie' at the entrance of the town is an option, provided that you have to be careful of the occasional motorcycle party in the restaurant. Of course, you can also choose to ask me to help you bring meals, but there is an additional fee, one US dollar at a time, and the meal fee is calculated separately."

He reached out to take the key handed over by the bearded man. Zhao Yuan's fingers scratched the scratches on the number plate, and then took out a wrinkled Franklin from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Stay for two days, and the rest is counted as the meal fee."

"no problem."

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed Franklin handed to Zhao Yuan, feeling the wonderful touch of the US dollar in his palm. A smile appeared on his bearded man's rough face, and even took the initiative to say to Zhao Yuan in front of him.

"Do I need to help you get your luggage to your room?"

"unnecessary."

Shaking his head and refusing the bearded man's "good intention", Zhao Yuan turned around and walked towards the room upstairs.

Hearing Zhao Yuan rejected his proposal, the bearded man shrugged indifferently and watched his back go upstairs.

Squeak-

Stepping on the old floor of the hotel, Zhao Yuan followed the numbers on the key number plate and found his room.

No. 404.

A less auspicious number, although Americans are not too taboo about this number due to cultural differences.

When the key was inserted, accompanied by a harsh sound of opening the door, everything in the room was clearly presented to Zhao Yuan's eyes.

The room is not big, the first thing you see when you walk into is an old single bed.

The bed was covered with a fairly clean white quilt, and a small bathroom was separated by the left hand, plus a desk and a desk lamp by the window, which made the entire room be decorated.

Such a simple room is undoubtedly a little too expensive compared to the thirty dollar fee.

So, Zhao's purpose here was not just a simple travel.

After throwing the suitcase onto the bed, Zhao Yuanxin walked to the window and pulled out the wooden chair under the desk and sat down.

As his thoughts flashed, the broken panel of the system immediately emerged in front of his eyes.

His eyes fell on the top 20,000 [Plot Value] at the top of the system, and a look of excitement flashed in Zhao Yuan's eyes.

"Finally, the script with a slightly larger scene can be evolved instead of being limited to a single scene like before."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan turned on the system's [Script Evolution] function.

I immediately wrote the script I had prepared along the way into it.

Script 3: "The Wolf Girl"

Plot overview: According to legend, there is a strange girl who is quick to move and crawls with all fours in the Devil River area of ​​Texas, USA. The locals call her "Wolf Girl".

It is said that after the girl's mother suddenly died at home, she mysteriously disappeared at home shortly after she was born, and her whereabouts were unknown since then.

Some people who claim to have encountered "wolf girl" said that the girl not only can't speak, but also has strong aggressiveness, just like a wolf. Therefore, local people generally believe that the girl was taken away by a wolf and raised to adulthood.

As time goes by, residents nearby have long forgotten the rumors about the "Wolf Girl".

Inside the Hunter's Hunter's Cabin on the edge of the forest in the Devil River area.

A rapid barking of dogs broke the silence...

...

In the hotel room, Zhao Yuan's thoughts were flying.

Soon, a script about the modern "Wolf Girl" appeared in the system.

"…With his eyes staring, he disappeared deep in the forest..."

When the last words fell on the system, Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh and looked at the densely packed script content on [Script Evolution], and his inner agitation gradually calmed down.

Open the suitcase on the bed and place the prepared [material] on the table.

Zhao Yuan immediately made investment instructions to the system.

【Material 1】: Wolf Tooth Pendant-5000【Plot Value】

【Material 2】: Bad Pistol - 5000【Plot Value】

【Material 3】: Hat - 1000【Plot Value】

I originally thought that this time the script of "Wolf Girl" will evolve smoothly like the previous "Monster Bar".

Unexpectedly, under the page of the system [Script Evolution], a line of crooked prompts popped up.

"Ding! The material is lacking! Please continue to invest materials that match the plot!"

“The lack of material?”

Subconsciously frowned, Zhao Yuan's eyes swept over the three [materials] on the table, and soon fell on the last hat.

According to the plot of the script he created, the meaning behind the hat material is extraordinary.

But at present, the system seems to believe that a single hat is not enough to support his description of this in the plot.

“This is simply…”

Looking at the prompts that kept jumping on the broken panel, Zhao Yuan was speechless for a moment.

"You are a broken system and don't even have basic compatibility. No wonder you are beaten to this kind of virtue now."

Zhao Yuan also knew that he murmured to the system.

Just like the current system is half-dead and disabled, no matter how he scolds it, it will be useless.

Therefore, he had no choice but to open his suitcase and start rummaging to see what else is suitable for the script [material] for him to deal with.

"Finally found!"

It took several minutes to pull out an old cent coin from the corner of the suitcase and hold it in your hand.

Zhao Yuan looked up and down at the coin.

Immediately afterwards, I immediately picked up the pistol on the desk, grabbed the barrel and started to smash it at the coin.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Downstairs, listen to the rhythmic knocking sounds coming from the room upstairs.

“Asians are really good at playing.”

The bearded boss of the hotel then muttered in a low voice.
Chapter completed!