Wandering America: My kill threshold is far ahead

"Oh my god, Jack, tell me honestly, are you an alien with special abilities?"

As Jimmy walked out of the pawnshop, he felt nothing but envy, jealousy, and resentment; he simply didn't know how to express his feelings.

I earned a few hundred US dollars from working yesterday, and a few hundred US dollars from running dungeons today.

Is your mother the goddess of wealth in ancient Greece?

Ma Jieke smiled and handed him a hundred yuan: "This is your brokerage fee, as agreed beforehand."

"I don't have any change for you." Jimmy reached into his pocket and found only $108.5 he had earned from selling food stamps.

"Then let's leave the change. Consider the extra $28 a tip."

"Really?" Faced with his teammate's lavish spending, Jimmy was as happy as if he'd eaten honey: "Then I won't hold back."

Ding! Player Jimmy's favorability towards you has increased by 100.

Although the notification didn't pop up, Ma Jie could personally sense that this kid's thirst for money could only be described as insatiable.

You can imagine how wealthy a person must be to receive monthly relief meals and food stamps, work nine-to-five collecting cans every day, and not smoke, drink, or philander.

According to him, he wanted to stage an American version of "Empresses in the Palace" to pay off all of his family's debts.

With his self-discipline and persistence, coupled with his extensive network of connections, his understanding of the respawn mechanisms of various wilderness resource points, and his unparalleled max-level scavenging skills, there's absolutely no reason for him not to try and increase his favorability.

At least in this beginner village of Poor Street, he can definitely be called a top-notch support player.

After a quick inventory of the accounts, I found that I had a little over $210 left over from yesterday, and with the $620 I received today, the total came to over $800.

This is a huge sum of money for a homeless person.

After all, most people would buy marijuana as soon as they get the money, and one puff only lasts for about 40 seconds of pleasure. The relief funds are simply not enough to cover it.

"By the way, Jimmy, I think you mentioned before that you found a great place to collect cans. Where exactly is it?"

"WHTA?" Jimmy looked puzzled when he heard Jack ask this. "Dude, are you born with a working physique? If I were you, I'd at least reward myself after making such a windfall."

"Do you want me to recommend a bar? Besides drinks, they also offer... you know what I mean, buddy?"

"Judging from what you're saying, it seems like you frequent this place?" She slapped him on the forehead. "Going to a bar to hire prostitutes, what were you thinking? Eat something good."

Jimmy rubbed the back of his head, looking aggrieved. "Oh please, how could I possibly waste money like that? I never like to bother others with things I can do myself. It was the bar owner who asked me to help him find customers... Shit, oh no, I let it slip."

"You're a pimp, huh?" Ma Jie couldn't hold back anymore. "Your business scope is way too damn comprehensive. Compared to you, Max is just a small fry."

"Hehe, it's a win-win situation." He chuckled awkwardly and continued, "If you want to collect cans, I'll take you. But let's make it clear beforehand that only the two of us will know. Don't let it slip when we get back to camp. I know it makes me seem selfish, but there's no other way. This is the survival game on the streets. If you want to survive, you have to learn to adapt to the rules, not make the rules adapt to you."

"Alright, alright, stop with the pointless nonsense and get me there already."

After going around in circles, they picked up seven or eight jars along the way, but they were still far from the main quest objective.

After walking through several chaotic blocks, Jimmy led us into a small alley.

This alley is right next to the main street of Sixth Street. Although it is located in the heart of the poor street, it looks very inconspicuous.

Once inside, Ma Jieke suddenly realized that the road was not a straight line, but rather planned in a bracket-like shape according to the terrain and building layout.

So standing at the street corner, you can't see what's inside at all, which leads players to mistakenly think it's an invalid area, creating an invisible wall for themselves.

Upon arriving at the resource spawn point, Jimmy saw the trash can as if he had seen a long-lost relative, and couldn't wait to take out his jungle gear from his backpack.

First, there's the industrial dust-proof black mask, which reduces odor and improves appearance by 50%.

Then there are the same work gloves used by cleaners, which are designed to prevent cuts and protect against dirt.

Finally, he pulled out a special weapon, a long clamp, which greatly increased his attack range.

Everything is ready. Let's open the first hidden treasure chest, which is the blue chest among the three green, blue, and black brothers.

This is the only box that represents recyclability, and it is also the best jungle route recognized by most players.

"Wow." The moment the trash can was opened, Jimmy's eyes lit up.

Ma Jie hurried over and saw that the huge treasure chest was full of discarded aluminum cans and plastic bottles.

"Jack, grab the bag." He licked his lips excitedly. "There's at least 17 pounds in here, about 20% of which are plastic bottles. The total recycling value won't be less than $25."

Huh? After hearing his assessment, Ma Jieke was dumbfounded: "Are you just saying this casually, or are you serious?"

"Tch, let me tell you, my eyes are my ruler. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet. If the final error exceeds 3%, I'll let you say whatever you want."

Seeing his overconfident demeanor, the other person chuckled awkwardly: "Alright, alright, you are indeed a genius in this area, but even geniuses have to do the work first."

As they shook the woven bag open, Kuku stuffed the jars inside.

After the mimic's HP was depleted, they managed to collect two full bags.

The progress bar for the main quest has changed from 0/100 to 100/100.

[American Iaijutsu Lv1]: Permanently improves your draw speed and shooting accuracy when using various firearms. Can be upgraded multiple times.

【Car Driving Level 1】: Permanently improves your car driving ability; can be upgraded by selecting multiple times.

【Wall Running Lv1】: Permanently enhances your street parkour ability; can be upgraded by selecting multiple times.

The skills provided as rewards for a one-star rating are these basic types of content.

Without any hesitation, I decided to learn American-style iaido first.

As I said before, you can rely on your fists in the beginner village, but when you explore the advanced maps, who will fight you up close?

After selecting a skill, my brain was like it had been copied and pasted, inexplicably gaining some basic knowledge about firearms.

It's just a level one skill, what more can you ask for?

"Not bad haul." Jimmy patted his bulging spoils with satisfaction, then took out his phone to check the map. He immediately frowned: "Oh no, the nearest recycling center is closed today."

"Then let's try another one."

Ma Jie shrugged, indicating that he didn't care about the meager sum. He had only earned a little over 20 US dollars after working for half a day, and if the two of them split it, it would be a dozen US dollars per person.

Thinking you can get rich by collecting cans is wishful thinking. Every industry needs to be demystified; you'll only realize the gap between reality and expectations once you actually do it.

Unless you can control many blocks and recruit a group of idle people to help you collect them, achieving large-scale mass production, you should give up on this idea as soon as possible.