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Chapter 56 It's not a good thing to meet me

Chapter 56: Meeting me is not a good thing

From the map of the United States, California and New Mexico are both southwestern, and they are only one Arizona apart from each other. However, taking the train from Orlando, where the University of California is located, it takes more than a thousand kilometers to Abu Quiki, the largest city in New Mexico. Lynn and the other three wanted to get a four-person private room on the train, and buying an extra ticket would be more than ten dollars. It is really cost-effective to be able to make a quiet portion, but the people's calculations are not as crowded as the sky, but the train was crowded and almost didn't even buy a private room ticket. I didn't want to wait one more day, so I made do with the ticket to get on the train, and then tried to change seats with the people. The three of them finally sat in a private room.

The person who shared the box with Lynn was a kind-looking young man with a slightly brown blonde hair combed into three to seven minutes, a short-sleeved shirt on top, loose jeans underneath, and a shoulder strap. Except that he was not handsome enough, he looked quite similar to Leonardo's appearance in "Titanic".

Because his English was not up to standard, Tanze and Tchimele did not talk much after getting on the bus. Instead, Lyn, who was dressed as a young man in the young master, ran around to exchange tickets. After the seat was settled, Lynn still talked with the American young man named Saul Pamarot to understand the situation. Coincidentally, 20-year-old Pamarot is also a student at the University of California, and his learning direction is applied mathematics. He lives in Roslunas, New Mexico. Although the summer vacation started in June, Pamarot stayed at school for an extra month because he helped his mentor to solve projects, and it was not until now that he embarked on a vacation home.

Although applied mathematics and his goal - molecular physics, whose subject belongs to completely different disciplines, he was not familiar with the place when he first came to the United States, so Lin Neng quickly decided to establish a good relationship with this unprepared American young man.

"Cart Holme, a communication scholar recommended by La Plata National University in Argentina, focuses on molecular physics." Lynn introduced himself fluently in English, and then introduced Tchimeer, who played his servant and Tanze, who played the second communication scholar, to him.

"Good luck!" Pamarot shook hands with everyone friendly, and then asked naturally: "Are you going to New Mexico now a tour?"

"That's right!" Lynn smiled kindly, "If it's convenient, I hope you can give us some tips on the tour routes and attractions."

"Okay!" said Pamarot. "I still have some private matters to do in the early July. If you can stay until the end of the month, I can lead you around my hometown."

Because he temporarily adjusted the plan, Lynn is now taking one step at a time and is unable to grasp the time arrangement at all, so he neither refuses nor accepts it explicitly. He opened the American travel album he bought in Boston and found the page of New Mexico and asked: "I heard that the desert scenery here is very spectacular? Is it mainly in the central part of the state?"

"Yes, the central and southwest are deserts. In fact, the desert, red rock cliffs and Indian culture belong to the three major characteristics of New Mexico. Many famous movies will come here to film. Our state not only has developed traditional agriculture, but also has rich minerals, with large reserves of coal, copper, molybdenum, potassium carbonate ore, etc.."

"I heard that there is a radioactive uranium mine?" Lynn asked tentatively.

"Uranium?" Pamarot tilted his head and thought, "It seems like he has heard of it."

Unexpectedly, the other party was suspicious, and Lin Neng explained: "Uranium is a very commonly used radioactive material in molecular physics, and my mentor specializes in this direction."

"Oh!" Pamaro's head expressed his understanding. Obviously, it was because of his professionalism that he didn't say anything more, nor could he say anything.

Lynn talked nothing about it: "People say that if you want to see the natural scenery of a place, the best way is to travel around the area, and the fastest way is to take a flight. Although I always like to choose the first method, we still have many places to go this time, so... By the way, Saul, do you know there are companies that provide tourism flight services?"

"Do you mean airlines?" Pamarot said as he thought, "General airlines can rent planes, but the price is very expensive. It is best to find smaller airlines or private planes, but there are no people I know who are in this business."

"That's a pity." Lynn turned his attention back to the map album. In order to facilitate travelers, the terrain was marked with different colors on the map page. The yellow desert occupies a small half of the area of ​​Mexico, which is almost 100,000 square kilometers. Not to mention hiking, it takes a long time to take a car to circle.

Pamarot looked at the book for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to Lynn, "Ah, I remember, although renting a plane is expensive, there are also hot air balloons! I have a playmate who followed his father to tinker with hot air balloons when he was a child. Some wealthy people in the city would rent their hot air balloons to explore the desert when they were free, but they also heard that they were going to move their family to San Francisco. I don't know what the situation is now."

After hearing this guy say a few words, Lynn felt like she was riding a roller coaster, hoping to get up all at once, and said that the person might have moved away. Fortunately, the battlefield had already tempered his patience. After Pamarot finished speaking, Lynn asked: "He is also in your hometown of Roslunas?"

"Our family lives in the north of the city, and their family lives in the outskirts of the north of the city." Pamarot replied casually.

Lynn looked down on the map of New Mexico. Fortunately, the city Palmarot mentioned is just south of Abuquerque, and is basically located in the desert area.

"If that's the case... I think we can adjust our itinerary and go to Roslunas first, which must be a very beautiful city."

"Oh? Really?" Pamarot looked very surprised, happy that his peers had more travels, and shocked that these people from Argentina had come to their hometown. As for whether he had other ideas, Lynn did not see it for the time being.

With the strength of the rich young man, Lynn could have invited three people in the private room to enjoy delicious food and drink spicy food every meal. However, during the conversation, he keenly felt that Pamarot was a person with strong self-esteem and his family conditions were very average, so he deliberately avoided showing off his wealth in front of this new friend. He ate dry bread with them at a glance at each meal. Only after dinner bought a bottle of beer for everyone, chatting and drinking happily with the setting sun, warm wind and the scenery on both sides of the railway line. With these simple little tricks, Lynn successfully gained Pamarot's favor during this short trip. After arriving in Abuqueki, they bought tickets and transferred to Roslunas. The two places were only about 30 kilometers apart, and it was only more than twenty minutes by train.

Although there are tens of thousands of people, in Lynn's view, Roslunas is just a small place between the city and the town. The size and density of the city are not as good as the Oranin Fort in the war. The atmosphere here is very peaceful and peaceful. In addition, the characteristics of the region are that cars, trains, carriages and riders coexist, especially at dusk, which can easily remind people of scenes in western films.

When he arrived at his territory, Pamarot immediately showed the enthusiasm of Americans. How could the guests stay in the hotel? He waved his hand and directly called a carriage to bring Lynn and the others to his home. This is a typical family of four. His mother, wearing a dress and a handkerchief as a headscarf, had a good cooking skills. Her father, wearing a cowboy hat and big jeans, had a strong and thick voice. Pamarot also had a young sister. Although there were some freckles on her face, she was pure and full of smiles.

The warm hospitality of the American family really touched Lynn, but the weak heart had been tempered in the war and the alcohol did not anesthetize his consciousness, and the comfortable bed did not weaken his fighting spirit. He looked at the road ahead clearly. He got up before dawn to exercise, hundreds of push-ups, half an hour of squatting, and insisted on the necessary amount of exercise without making noise, striving to restore the body state of the long voyage to the best level as soon as possible.

During breakfast, Lynn paid great attention to the skill of "studyingly lifting" the hot air balloon. This time, before Pamarot spoke, his father said in a muffled voice: "The hot air balloons of Hughes have been bought by the military. It has not appeared here for more than two years, such as balloons, planes, etc., and even flights taking off and landing in Santa Feta and Abu Quaiki have been reduced, and I heard that the routes have been changed."

Regret is certainly a pity, but if you think about these words carefully, it shows that the US government has set up a highly confidential military area in the nearby desert area more than two years ago. If it was just the test site for the first atomic bomb, there would be no need to prepare so much in advance. According to the US-American people's prediction of the power of the atomic bomb, they would not be so advanced. To explain this phenomenon, Lynn believes that at least some important institutions for designing and developing atomic bombs are located in the desert areas of New Mexico.

In order to achieve his goal, Lynn had to continue to use a sensational trick: "This is the case, Mr. Pamarot! The primary purpose of our visit to the United States this time is to ask a top physicist at the University of California on the core issues of physics. My mentor in Argentina is now seriously ill. His biggest wish when he is dying is to solve the problem that has troubled him for a long time, and we know that the physicist will definitely be able to solve this problem. But... we waited for a long time at the University of California but did not find the physicist. Later, we learned that he had been hired by the government to engage in physics research and design at the experimental base in the desert of New Mexico. We wanted to find him to talk to him in person, but so much about him, and no one in the school knew which city the experimental base was in."

After hearing this explanation, Mr. Pamarot did not express his opinion easily. He frowned and thought for a long time: "We are just ordinary people, and we really can't help you. Some news is something the government explicitly prohibits from talking about. However... I heard that the Hughes boy secretly created a second hot air balloon, and you may be able to try your luck, and all our family can do is over here. Do you understand?"
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