The Power of Science

In the vast, arid grassland, a straight road stretches to the horizon, conveying a sense of desolation and solitude.

There are no tall trees or rolling mountains on the grassland. When the hot wind blows, it blows grass balls that roll across the road.

Overgrown weeds, cracked roads, and the gradually setting sun create a rugged beauty that evokes a unique Mind Stone impact—a desolate and lonely scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

When Russell opened his eyes, he found himself alone by the roadside.

The good news is that he still has a car; the bad news is that his drab, secondhand sedan has broken down.

Russell didn't rush to fix the car. Instead, he opened his suitcase and searched for clues to confirm his identity. There were two ordinary changes of clothes, nothing special, but he found a priest's black robe.

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Russell didn't say much. The identity the system had assigned him this time suited his compassionate nature perfectly. Without a second thought, he immediately put on the priest's robe.

From this moment forward, he is a clergyman.

To be honest, Russell felt he looked even more handsome in the mirror after changing into the clergy's robes, and even his demeanor seemed to have been elevated.

Next, he found a Driver's License with a handsome photo on it, as well as a transfer order.

In this world, he was indeed a priest, transferred from a small town church to the Los Angeles headquarters according to the Church's arrangements.

Having acquired an identity but lacking matching memories, Russell didn't understand what the Los Angeles headquarters represented and decided to go to his destination first.

Having traversed so many worlds, he was considered a seasoned veteran and knew that the most likely location to trigger World Quest was Los Angeles.

He rummaged through the maps, newspapers, and other items in the car, piecing together clues and gradually determining the time and place of his world.

In 2000, in the America, the location was roughly on the border between Texas and New Mexico.

The highway in front of him was the famous Route 66, the mother highway of America!

During the period when car culture was rising and flourishing, the America government built many highways, and Route 66 was just an "unknown soldier".

Compared to the picturesque Highway 1 and the loneliest Highway 50, Route 66 is characterized by its length. It runs from Chicago to Los Angeles, crossing eight states and three time zones, with a total length of over 3,900 kilometers.

Its greatness stems from the era in which it was built. During the Great Depression in the America, as a major passage between East and West, this highway provided countless jobs and greatly helped the economic recovery of many regions along the route. Many people survived the Great Depression by doing business along the road.

Later, as more efficient, closed-off interstate highways spread across the United States, the original highway system, represented by Route 66, gradually lost its value as a highway. Towns along the route lost their luster, and once-prosperous businesses closed one by one, making Route 66 a desolate sight.

As a vital transportation artery, Route 66 is no longer of much use, but its sentimental value remains, and it has been transformed into a tourist route to continue its legacy.

Every year, countless tourists travel along this highway to enjoy the beautiful scenery. It is also a favorite among motorcyclists, and many truck drivers fondly remember it.

Russell guessed that the reasons he was here, besides reporting to headquarters, were also for tourism.

"Solo road trips are either for single people or for those looking for fun along the way..."

Russell quipped, "Put on the Cross necklace, open the hood, and check why the car broke down."

The oil pump is broken!

The problem wasn't too big, but it wasn't too small either. Russell pulled a hammer out of the trunk and started banging on it.

"Beep beep————"

In the same lane, a white RV stopped, and a white-bearded man wearing glasses tapped on the window. "Hi, Father, do you need any help?"

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[The host has come into contact with the story character Jacob Fuller, triggering Lottery Draw. Would you like to draw now?]

Russell raised an eyebrow and looked at Jacob, who had the face of a professor. "It's a bit of a problem. My car is totaled. Can you give me a ride?"

Where are you going?

"I want to go to Los Angeles!"

"Oh, you're in luck. I'm going to Las Vegas." Jacob glanced at Russell's priest's robes. "Get in the car. I can take you to Las Vegas. The rest of the journey is up to you."

Russell grasped the Cross, his face solemn, and said with a blessing, "The Lord will bless you!"

"Come on, I stopped believing in God after my wife died," Jacob said irritably.

"You who have gone astray, you have misunderstood the Lord."

"Heh, don't give me that crap. I used to be a priest, I've been doing this for over 20 years, I'm much better at conning people than you!"

Russell: "..."

You're the expert, everything you say is right!

Less than 20 minutes after becoming a priest, Russell decisively shut up in front of his senior, picked up his suitcase and got on the bus, where he found a man and a woman, both around seventeen or eighteen years old, already on board.

The girl had blonde hair and many freckles on her face. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was youthful and lively.

As for the boy... black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, and a chubby little guy, which surprised Russell a lot. Don't tell me they're a family, or Jacob will be in too much trouble.

After the group introduced themselves and got to know each other, Russell learned that they were indeed a family. However, Jacob's story was not tragic. As a white man, he had a son of Asian descent because his deceased wife was China.

Father Jacob Fuller, daughter Kate, son Scott, the family of three traveled to Las Vegas.

"Russell, are you really a priest?"

Perhaps because of his skin color, Scott had a very good first impression of Russell and pulled him aside to ask him all sorts of questions.

Why do you ask that? Don't I look like it?

Scott and Kate both shook their heads. Scott said, "My father was a priest, and most of his friends were priests. You really don't look like one at all."

"It's different, that's for sure!"

Russell switched to deception mode. "You two have good eyes. I'll be honest with you. I'm a special combatant in the Church's secret department, specializing in exorcising demons and fighting on the front line against the devil."

Kate rolled her eyes, not wanting to talk, while Scott was very interested. Boys this age like to fantasize, so even though he knew Russell was fooling him, he was still very interested.

"Russell, do you possess mysterious powers? How does your secret department usually exorcise demons? Do you use the Bible and the Cross, or do you use superpowers?"

Russell thought for a moment and said directly, "Under normal circumstances, we would call 911!"

Scott: ￣△￣

"Haha, just kidding. How could I possibly dial 911? I'm a clergyman, God walking among men."

"Then... how do you exorcise the demon?"

"Use the power of science!"