Whether or not to go to the reserve was not a problem in the mind of young Jacob. His father was the chief of the tribe. He took his goddess to the reserve to take a look and stroll around. What was wrong with that?
It was not a problem at all. Who in the tribe dared to object? Tear him apart alive!
But before leaving, he still looked at his father.
Compared with his stupid son, Billy Black, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was much smarter.
Over the years, as the chief of the Indian tribe, he deliberately made friends with Charlie, the small town sheriff, just to make his people safer.
Because of physical reasons, he did not inherit the extraordinary abilities of the tribe, but he was the legitimate son of the former chief and his knowledge far exceeded that of ordinary people.
He could see the subtle problems in Bella. If he let this girl go to the tribe at this time, it would be really wrong.
But he had no legitimate reason to object. In public and private, there was no reason.
Facing Jacob's somewhat puzzled eyes, he could only smile and nod to express his agreement.
"Come! Get in the car!"
The young man Jacob drove a faded Chevrolet pickup truck, which could barely be called red. This car was originally a gift that they prepared for Bella by half selling and half giving it away.
If it was given away now, the goddess would drive and he would sit on the side. If it was not given away immediately, he would drive and the goddess would sit on the side. Jacob was eager to show his strengths, so he chose the latter and drove himself.
Bella sat in the passenger seat, and Jacob reversed with excitement on his face. After saying goodbye to the two middle-aged men, the pickup truck drove to the protected area in the woods north of the town.
Bella began to talk to Jacob in a casual manner.
She couldn't say that she hated this pickup truck, but she didn't like it either.
A pickup truck is also a truck. She felt uncomfortable looking at the open truck compartment. Whose girl is driving a truck! Is this what you usually use to transport goods? It smells like potatoes!
Bella is not interested in vampires or lickers. She doesn't care how miserable the vampire's past is, and she doesn't care whether the licker can evolve into a werewolf. Forks will only be her starting point, not the end.
There is no reason to compare the two, because it is meaningless.
But it must be said that the vampire has lived for more than a hundred years and still knows how to do things.
The licker Jacob can only give the goddess a truck.
The paint has fallen off. The round and big fenders look really solid. If the two cars collide, the car will definitely be destroyed and the people will die. But this thing is not good-looking!
Even if Bella doesn't understand cars, she can see that this car is probably older than Charlie, and it is half-sold and half-given!
The vampire is different. He gave Mercedes when they got engaged, and a Ferrari after marriage.
From this point of view, the licker is completely defeated.
But she also knows that the Indians are "protected" and there are many restrictions in all aspects. It's not that Jacob doesn't want to give a good car, but he really has no money!
At this time, she deliberately looked for topics, from finding water sources to identifying poisonous mushrooms, and gradually turned what she learned from the Internet in her previous life into practical knowledge.
Jacob told her everything he knew. Although he felt that it was a bit of a downer to talk to the goddess about survival in the wild in this environment, he did not ruin the atmosphere of the chat.
The second rule of Marvel survival is not to offend those handsome men who can repair motorcycles.
If those in wheelchairs are spiritual leaders, then those who can repair motorcycles are generally real leaders, such as Cyclops, Captain America, and Tony Stark! These people are all outstanding people in their respective fields. Jacob, who is next to Bella, is the son of the chief. It seems that he has inherited some awesome bloodline. It is definitely right to make friends with him.
Bella stayed in Jacob's tribe for an afternoon. The Indians were quite simple and were a little repulsive to her at first, but after getting familiar with her, they became enthusiastic.
Jacob did his best to take Bella to visit his workshop, took out many of his treasures for her to appreciate, and told her in detail about his experience in modifying motorcycles. If time did not allow, he would have wanted to perform on the spot.
Bella had only ridden that kind of scooter in her previous life, and her understanding of machinery was very superficial. From time to time, she asked some very naive questions. Jacob was not impatient at all, and answered every question.
When Bella finally said "Jacob, you are a good person", he thought he had taken a big step forward on the road to success.
In the end, Bella did not accept the motorcycle or the truck, but spent money to buy a bicycle from Jacob.
She lived in the town and the school was also on the edge of the town. She really didn't need to drive. A good car would be fine, but she gave herself a truck. You should keep it for buying groceries!
Bicycles are good, and they can also exercise!
The school knew that Bella had encountered the Flight 180 accident and gave her a month's vacation.
This was her rare free time.
After Jacob knew about her desire to exercise, he also threw away his motorcycle and rode his bicycle to see her every day.
The two sides gradually became familiar with each other, and Jacob often dragged Bella to the Indian reservation to play.
It was okay once or twice, but after a long time, Chief Billy in a wheelchair began to worry about his stupid son and the tribe.
But Bella was dragged to the tribe by her stupid son, and he couldn't drive her away. Whether from the perspective of his old friend Charlie or from the perspective of his stupid son, he couldn't drive Bella away.
The middle-aged chief sighed in the dark, thinking for a long time, and he could only come to Bella for a talk.
He wore the signature gentle smile of a wheelchair person and asked Bella: "It seems that you have walked out of the haze, which is really great. Hardships will not knock us down, but will only make us more powerful."
His opening remarks are also universal, and they are applicable to most people.
The reserve is similar to the primeval forest. Many people in this Indian tribe have werewolf blood. They are all like small stoves, bare-chested, and not afraid of the cold at all.
Bella can't do that. After the rain, the temperature in the forest is very low.
She wore a light yellow parka today, paired with jeans and sneakers that she never changed before, and she looked sunny on the outside.
"Jacob is a good friend. He always brings warmth to people."
It is also a panacea-style answer. It must be right to praise the other party's children.
The middle-aged chief actually doesn't care about the Flight 180 accident. He only knows about it and doesn't go to understand it carefully. Anyway, the dead are Americans. What does it have to do with me, an Indian? I didn't light a bonfire to celebrate, which is very nice!
But at this time he can't say that he doesn't care. The middle-aged chief made his tone curious and asked about the accident in detail.
Bella has said it N times before and after. She recounted the accident again, without overly belittling her role in it, nor exaggerating the seriousness of the matter.
"Come with me for a walk outside." said the middle-aged chief.
(End of this chapter)