From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Dad, Mom, how have you been lately?

Don't worry about me. I'm doing quite well in Seattle. My teachers are very kind to me, and my classmates are very friendly. I will study hard.

Don't worry, I live in a safe place, and my money is fine. I found a high-paying part-time job, and my advisor even helped me apply for a student loan...

In the dark, cramped room, the table lamp cast a lonely glow.

Outside the window, the Seattle night sky in late autumn is always gray and suffocatingly oppressive.

Ye Xiao curled up in the chair, feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head.

He instinctively reached behind him and, by the light of the lamp, saw that his hand was stained with half-dried blood.

Ambush me?

Who the hell is so unethical?

As his consciousness gradually returned, Ye Xiao stared blankly at the glaring lamp, his mind filled with questions.

"Wait a minute! Wasn't I singing and hugging my sister at a karaoke bar? What kind of place is this?"

He instinctively took out his phone and saw an email that he hadn't had time to send.

The words on the screen seemed to pierce his soul, and fragmented memories began to surface.

"Holy crap, is this still in China? Where have I ended up?"

Ye Xiao found it hard to accept that he had transmigrated to America, across the ocean, and become a destitute man with no children.

This isn't right.

He has his own career and a mistress.

I've worked so hard for so many years, and I haven't even had a chance to enjoy it yet.

So he just put it on himself?

Is this reasonable?

"Damn it."

Ye Xiao couldn't help but curse, but then felt an even greater pain in the back of his head.

In that instant, many things came to mind again.

Ye Xiao's original high school grades were not ideal, and his family spent a lot of money to send him abroad to study.

But neither he nor his parents expected that the environment abroad was completely different from what was portrayed in the magazine "Yi Lin".

Ye Xiao's life wasn't actually as good as the email described.

Exorbitant tuition fees, outrageous book costs, and pervasive, suffocating racial discrimination and academic bullying.

At school, Ye Xiao, who is socially awkward and introverted, is the lowest-ranking Dalit, living a life disliked by his teachers and bullied by his classmates.

"call."

A sudden gust of cold wind blew in, making Ye Xiao shiver.

He glanced back and saw that the window was wide open and the room had been ransacked.

"Damn it, is this what you meant by 'safe'?"

It was obvious that the unlucky Ye Xiao had been targeted by some thugs in the neighborhood. They broke in through his window in the middle of the night, knocked him unconscious with a stick, but they didn't expect to be so ruthless as to kill him.

Ye Xiao pulled out a tissue to cover his wound and lay helplessly on the chair.

A medical student from the University of Washington was killed in his dorm room with a single blow.

Is this what they call America?

Recalling the knowledge in his mind, Ye Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and his gaze gradually became sharp.

"But the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish."

"Everyone says America is the capitalists' stronghold, so isn't that perfect for me to make a fortune here?"

"If I could succeed at the strictly managed University of Tokyo, how much more so in America?"

"Moreover, I've heard that studying medicine is extremely lucrative. As long as I graduate smoothly and have the backing of the University of Washington, I'm sure I can make a name for myself in the pharmaceutical or medical industry."

Ye Xiao's business acumen told him that there was still much to be done in this chaotic land of America!

However, just as he was feeling excited, his phone suddenly rang.

Perhaps the petty thief, realizing he had killed someone, didn't dare search the person and only stole the notebook and other valuables.

"Ding-dong."

Ye Xiao opened the email he had just received, puzzled, and suddenly felt that the light emanating from the screen had become incredibly dazzling.

[Sender: Mpower Financing Company]

[Subject: Loan Overdue Notice]

Your tuition installment loan is overdue for more than 60 days, with a total amount of $12870 (including late fees) owed.

No, buddy?

I just transmigrated here, and you've already left me with debt?

Ye Xiao suddenly remembered something, and cold sweat poured down his back.

"Liar, that despicable liar!"

It turns out that the previous owner's family had recently encountered some unexpected trouble and couldn't afford the subsequent tuition fees.

But he was also a stubborn person, and when he couldn't get a student loan, he actually dared to borrow $10 from a private finance company!

His account now has only a pitiful few cents left.

"What the hell?! If you don't have money, don't study abroad!"

Ye Xiao slammed his fist on the chair in anger: "You still dare to borrow money at such a high interest rate? Are you fucking crazy?"

"You've had your fill of borrowing money, and now you want me to pay it back?!"

No, I can't live like this anymore!

How can we talk about growing bigger and stronger if we do this?

Even if Ye Xiao went to Chinatown and scrubbed the plates until they sparked, he still wouldn't earn $5000 a month!

Time ticked by, and Ye Xiao racked his brains, trying to think of a way to change the current situation.

Returning to China is impossible; he can't even afford a plane ticket right now. He can't exactly go back the way he came, can he?

The only feasible solution at present is to try to get the tuition fees refunded from the school.

Depending on the situation, it can be used for investment or to pay off the loan ahead of schedule.

If this situation continues, Ye Xiao will simply be a draining resource for the financial company to exploit.

It has to be the American capitalists who are truly ruthless.

Ye Xiao turned around and glanced out the window; the sky was already beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

It's almost time.

After tidying up the house briefly, Ye Xiao left the cold apartment.

He lived in a very ordinary place, and most of his neighbors were low-class alcoholics, prostitutes, and drug addicts.

Needless to say, the environment is even more chaotic than Gotham City in the comics.

Hurriedly passing through the dirty alley, Ye Xiao suddenly tripped over something.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Ye Xiao turned his head in confusion and saw a pile of blankets and quilts on the ground.

He subconsciously reached out and poked it, and suddenly felt a strange power surge into his body.

Something is wrong!

Ye Xiao suddenly felt a surge of intense pain, resentment, and confusion flood his mind, as if a demon was whispering in his ear.

At the same time, one end of the blanket fell down, revealing a withered, distorted face with lifeless eyes that seemed to be staring at him!

Damn it, it's a corpse!

To encounter something like this so early in the morning, coupled with the mental exhaustion and tension from not sleeping all night, and the immense pressure of debt.

Ye Xiao suddenly panicked, feeling his rationality diminished.

However, at that moment, several lines of glowing small characters suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Consume 1 sanity point to obtain one white common seed: Strong]

Current sanity: 75/100

The probability of obtaining a gray, mysterious seed is 1%.

The probability of getting a white common seed is 90%.

The probability of getting a green, high-quality seed is 8%.

The probability of getting a blue, high-quality seed is 1%.

[Attribute Panel]

Willpower: Level 1 (50/100)

Speed: Level 0 (29/100)

Strength: Level 0 (25/100)

Physical fitness: Level 0 (43/100)

Mental ability: Level 0 (41/100)

Upgrade all attributes to level 1 to improve seed quality.

What?

Brother Tongzi, is that you?!

Ye Xiao, who had just been stimulated, quickly had his unease and fear dispelled by ecstasy.

However, just as he was trying to understand what was happening, he was met with a sharp shout from behind him.

"Sir, please don't move!"

No way?

Ye Xiao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.