to the Inner Earth World

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

to the Inner Earth World

"An ecological system that is contrary to the current ecology, a wonderful journey to the center of the earth!"

Banner, with gorgeous landscape paintings of the inner earth world.

There was a long queue in front of the New York Public Library, where a book signing was being held.

Trevor Anderson, wearing black-rimmed glasses, signed the book cover and added a sentence at the end in response to the request of the fans in front of him.

"To Peter Parker!"

Smiling, he handed the travel diary titled "Journey to the Center of the Earth" to the boy in front of him.

"Professor Anderson, is the inner earth world you mentioned in your book true?"

Peter Parker looked at Trevor Anderson in front of him expectantly, his eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

As a biology enthusiast, Peter Parker has been full of longing for the world depicted in the book since he read "Journey to the Center of the Earth" written by Trevor Anderson.

Fluorescent moss that glows, luminous birds that guide the way, plesiosaurs and tyrannosaurs that lived in the Jurassic era.

Hearing that the author of "Journey to the Center of the Earth" was signing books at the New York Public Library this time, he specially asked for leave and invited his best friend to come.

Not far from the public library, Harry Osborn was playing skateboarding on the steps beside him without much interest. If Peter hadn't pulled him over, he wouldn't have bothered to attend any book signing.

The skateboard under Harry's feet flew up and down, and his movements were skillful and unrestrained, which immediately attracted many little girls to watch.

"Of course it's true. The world is very big. It's so big that we humans can barely explore it. The inner earth world is real. I can guarantee you this!"

Trevor Anderson smiled and rubbed the head of the high school student in front of him. After watching him leave, Trevor rubbed his stiff cheeks and continued to receive the next fan while maintaining a smile.

After returning from his expedition to Iceland, Trevor Anderson wrote his experience as "Journey to the Center of the Earth". Unexpectedly, this travel book became an instant hit in the Federation, selling nearly one million copies a year.

Trevor Anderson also transformed from a professor of natural sciences at New York University to a popular writer in the Commonwealth.

The fans were very enthusiastic, and the book signing lasted until 12 noon, and it was difficult to sign the last autograph.

Putting away the pen, Trevor stood up and shook his sore wrist.

"Congratulations, I didn't expect you, Uncle Trevor, to become a famous writer one day. I thought you would only like to deal with those ores!"

A boy wearing a denim jacket walked up to Trevor Anderson and handed him a burger and a glass of ice-cold Coke with a smile.

"Sean, why are you here!"

Trevor Anderson took the burger with a surprised look on his face and held the boy in his arms.

"I heard you were having a book signing here, so I came over to have a look!"

Sean Anderson waved his hand: "I can tell, Uncle Trevor, you are very popular!"

"It's all propaganda from those booksellers!" Trevor Anderson munched on a beef burger and led Sean to the car parked aside.

A red convertible Ferrari sports car.

"Where's Aunt Hannah? Why didn't you see her?"

Sean jumped into the passenger seat skillfully, and Trevor finished the last bite of the burger in his hand, threw the garbage into the trash can nearby, opened the door, and got into the cab.

"She is studying some geological data at home!" Trevor patted his nephew on the shoulder and started the car.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you!"

"How about a French dinner? I remember you always wanted to eat foie gras!"

"Forget it, I might as well go eat seafood. During this time, I almost vomited after eating the foie gras!"

Sean shrugged his shoulders. Ever since he brought back a few pounds of gems from the underground mine, his uncle and nephew had never been short of money.

"Okay, let's go eat seafood! Sit tight!"

Trevor Anderson was about to step on the accelerator when two black Mercedes-Benz cars, one behind the other, suddenly sandwiched his Ferrari between them.

"Hey, I said!"

Trevor Anderson took off his glasses, opened the door, pointed at the Mercedes-Benz and asked about his soul.

The doors of two Mercedes-Benz cars were pushed open from the inside. Two big men wearing black suits and sunglasses got out of the passenger seat, walked silently to the back of the car, opened the door, and stood aside.

Seeing this posture, Trevor Anderson took a step back and winked at his nephew in the car.

The young Sean Anderson understood his uncle's meaning at a glance. He quietly opened the passenger door and planned to escape.

"You are Professor Anderson!"

A big man wearing a black tuxedo and a silver-white crew cut got out of a Mercedes-Benz.

With a white face with obvious Germanic ancestry and a somewhat serious expression, the first impression given to people is that he is not a kind person.

"I'm Trevor Anderson! Who are you?" Trevor looked at the big man in front of him with a somewhat confused expression. His hand indeed slipped into his pocket, where a self-defense finger tiger was hidden.

Well, as for why you need to carry this thing with you when you hold a book signing, I can only say that sometimes readers really love the author deeply.

"My boss has a commission for you!"

Ryan reached out to Trevor Anderson and extended an invitation:

"I need you to pay a visit. There are some commission details that I need to discuss with you!"

"Entrustment?" Trevor Anderson shook his head: "I think your boss has misunderstood. I am just a professor of geology, not a detective. If there is any entrustment, I am afraid I will not be qualified!"

Ryan remained silent, but still maintained his gesture of invitation.

"You people are really..."

Phew, Trevor Anderson took advantage of Ryan not paying attention, suddenly stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, and punched Ryan in the face.

Trevor Anderson is more than just a geologist and professor. Without two brushes, how could he have come back alive from the inner world of the earth?

Trevor Anderson is the third runner-up in the Commonwealth boxing competition.

He punched down with a 500-pound punch, and he was so confident that even a lion would tremble.

"Crack!"

Trevor Anderson's extremely confident punch hit Ryan's palm firmly.

Immediately afterwards, Trevor Anderson felt as if his fist was clamped by a vise.

"Professor Anderson, you are so rude!"

Ryan squeezed Trevor Anderson's fist and pressed his thumb hard on the finger tiger on Trevor Anderson's finger.

Ding dong!

Under Trevor Anderson's surprised gaze, the finger tiger made of fine steel broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

"I forgot to tell you just now that Miss Osgerson is also a guest at the manor now. I think she would be happy to meet you!"

A geology professor who dared to pluck piranha flowers with his bare hands and provoke a tyrannosaurus would naturally not be intimidated by Ryan.

There is no shortage of superpowers in this world. Strictly speaking, the strength shown by Ryan is not beyond Trevor's understanding.

Just when Trevor wanted to kick Ryan in the crotch.

Lane's words completely angered this geology professor who looked gentle but was actually full of muscles.

"You kidnapped Hannah!"

Trevor Anderson questioned Ryan with an angry face. Although one hand was tightly grasped, it did not affect his momentum at all.

"You misunderstood. Just like you, our boss just wants to find her for the next commission. Not only Ms. Osgerson, but also this little Mr. Anderson is also among our invitations!"

Sean Anderson had quietly left the Ferrari sports car at this time, and was about to sneak to the police patrol car nearby to call the police.

Ryan's words immediately stopped him, and he looked at his uncle with a little embarrassment.

"Are you doing it for the inner earth world?" Apart from the inner earth world, Trevor couldn't think of anything else that could involve the three of them at the same time.

"I think your boss misunderstood,

The inner world is just my brother's imagination. I sorted out his manuscripts and wrote this "Journey to the Center of the Earth".

As an adult, you don’t really believe there is an underground world, it’s just science fiction!”

Trevor looked away from the corner of his eyes. A patrol car seemed to have noticed the movement here. Two policemen got out of the police car and were walking towards this direction.

Ryan also noticed the two policemen, but he just nodded slightly, and a big man in black walked over.

In Trevor's disappointed eyes, the big man in black just took out a business card and handed it to the two policemen.

The two policemen just glanced at each other and turned back to the police car.

Then the patrol car left here in a hurry, as if it had been chased by a dog.

The attitudes of the two policemen said it all, and Trevor knew exactly what it meant.

The so-called boss who invited him must have great power in New York.

And Hannah is still in their hands.
To be continued...