Chapter 561 Food Truck
"Although I know this is a bit ridiculous, as an outsider, I still want to ask..." Mr. Caregiver was a little confused, "Isn't this a traditional Swiss custom?"
The little nurse's mouth twitched, "This is not funny. I don't think there is any country in the world where the traditional custom is to rob ambulances."
"I think so." Mr. Caregiver yawned, "Well, what should we do? Go down and negotiate with them?"
"Damn it! Sit tight!" The driver cursed loudly and hurriedly reminded the two people behind him, "Those bastards want to kill us!"
As soon as he finished shouting, the whole car started to shake violently. Before anyone could ask what was going on, something hit the ambulance from the right side. The world was spinning, and the terrible squeezing sound was like it was about to burst the eardrums.
The world was tumbling, and the lights on the roof of the car flickered a few times before going dark.
The nurse subconsciously looked at the others. In the last picture, the little nurse seemed to be seriously injured, with blood all over her face. The nurse wanted to get up and stop her bleeding, but unfortunately, her body was firmly restrained on the seat and she couldn't move at all.
I don’t know how long it took, but the world finally returned to calm and stopped shaking.
The nurse retched, and it took him a long time to calm his stomach from churning. The surroundings were pitch black. He reached out and touched the switch of the car's roof light. "Bah-bah-aah-", the surroundings were still dark.
Okay, it looks like the light is broken.
The caregiver rubbed the belt and found a Swiss specialty, a military knife.
Thanks to the strong recommendation from the salesman, the saber he bought even came with a flashlight.
In the darkness, he smelled the strong smell of blood, and the caregiver had a bad feeling, "Hey, Miss Christina, are you still there?"
The flashlight's light shines to the right, and what comes into view is the twisted steel and human body.
The nurse couldn't help but retched and made a sound. The nurse who was talking to him a moment ago could no longer say a word. Even if the nurse wanted to drag her out completely, he might not be able to do it.
The driver in front was silent as well, and the caregiver called several times but no one answered.
"Damn it!" Mr. Caregiver rubbed his head and felt like he was about to faint. "What happened? Earthquake? Avalanche?"
No, he must save himself!
Climb out of these deformed steel!
Food trucks are quite interesting to talk about, because modified cars are allowed to exist in some foreign countries, so imaginative car owners converted their first cars into food trucks.
For example, a beautiful girl dismantled the back seats and trunk of her newly purchased mini cooper, stuffed a coffee machine and paper cups into it, and sold coffee in the park.
It’s a very interesting fast food culture.
"Summers, you are such a clever little guy." Robert stood behind a wooden workbench with an indescribably weird expression on his face, "Why did you come up with such an idea?"
Summers' expression was hard to describe, "I just, when I was halfway through my transformation, I suddenly felt that my magic power was not enough..."
Robert: I'll just watch you blow out a flower.
The two of them were at the rear of a bus. From the outside, it looked like a kindergarten pick-up vehicle, but what was unusual about it was...
Its front half is tightly integrated with the cement wall.
It looked as if the car had been driven into a wall and had not been pulled out.
Even in order to show the real effect, Summers also carefully decorated it, such as deliberately making a pile of rubble on the wall and making a lot of damage on the body of the car.
Robert said he couldn't appreciate the design.
But they were unexpectedly welcomed by other people. Just from the fact that more people came to buy food from them than from other little wizards, it can be seen that everyone loves their food truck.
"Man, your food truck is so cool!" A boy craned his neck to look inside curiously, and then looked away with a disappointed look on his face, "Well, I thought the inside would be the same as the outside, it crashed into the wall, no. I thought it was the kitchen."
I'm so sorry, the kitchen and everything are all your imagination!
Robert cursed in his heart, we only have sandwiches made with food spells and drinks with terrible antidotes!
"Coke, black tea, coffee, or beer." Robert asked casually, and then he paused, "But at your age..."
"Hey! Hey!" the little brother yelled dissatisfied, "What's wrong with me at my age?"
Robert glanced at the little brother and recommended without expression, "You should drink milk."
The little brother was choked and wanted to retort loudly, but when he saw Robert's scarred face, he felt a little short of breath inexplicably. He shrank his neck, took the milk and sandwich from Robert, turned around and ran away.
Robert raised his eyebrows, this face was surprisingly useful!
Considering the confidentiality issue, the little wizards decided to travel in disguise.
Using the hair of a few vicious-looking people in the town as raw materials, the little wizards turned into adults one after another, and began to walk around the streets selling goods.
Like other potions, compound decoctions are also classified by quality. The more advanced the decoction is, the longer the effect will last.
In the potions shop, the most expensive polyjuice potion is said to last all day.
However, the skills of the little wizards were a bit lacking, and they could barely last two or three hours.
But that's enough.
Park the food truck, transform it, sell it for an hour and then leave because you don’t have enough ingredients.
Perfect.
After sending away the young customers, Robert and Summers fell into a daze again.
The twins were fast asleep in the castle, so those who went out to sell things were Robert, Cedric, Stebbins, Summers, Lee, Autumn, Salina, Emma, Angelina, Alia and... ...Yager and Chen Xiaodong joined in the fun.
After counting, there were exactly six pairs of people. Everyone divided into teams and each chose a street corner near the hospital to sell things.
At this time, magic notes became the most important communication tool. If the hardware device did not allow it, Robert would even have the urge to set up a WeChat group.
Well, maybe with some improvements, they can create a note group?
By writing on different sticky notes, your messages can be seen by friends in other places.
Suddenly I felt very excited!
But there is one thing that needs to be solved. If you want the magic note to display text, the place it is located must have magic power.
And a place with thin magic power will definitely not be able to communicate normally. Thinking about it, maybe there will be a base station?
Thinking of this, Robert couldn't help but knock his head. What the hell are he thinking about!
With the base station...
Aren't the wizards also going to start the era of invasion by the bow-headed clan?
