From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Chapter 103 Happy Halloween

On Halloween Eve, at the restaurant run by Beryl.

Ye Chi sat at the bar, drinking hot milk while browsing the messages posted by Rachel.

After a period of silence, news about Seattle Superman has once again become a hot topic, making this small city on the northwestern edge of the United States the focus of major media outlets across the country.

Perhaps it was because this incident touched a nerve with those staunch capitalist fighters.

Mainstream media outlets have criticized this as the largest robbery in American history, calling the so-called Seattle Superman nothing more than a group of thugs and hooligans who are trying to create a stir.

A shameful crime, a cancer in a society governed by the rule of law.

Even the federal government has publicly stated that it will use every means to bring the criminals to justice as soon as possible.

Influenced by mainstream opinion, this is the view held by the majority of the American public.

A horrific robbery occurred in Seattle, leaving more than 30 people shot dead and an unimaginable sum of money stolen.

The overwhelming barrage of insults completely drowned out Rachel's text message.

The note Ye Xiao had given Rachel earlier also played a very important role.

Its style, reminiscent of the Zodiac Killer, quickly attracted the attention of many mystery enthusiasts in the United States, who began tirelessly trying to crack its complex code.

"That's a really harsh insult."

Ye Xiao pursed his lips and studied the authentic American slang for a while.

Just then, Beryl walked over from the side with a plate of hamburgers and fries, poured Ye Xiao a warm glass of milk, and suddenly asked.

"Should we write them down and kill them all?"

Who taught her to put on such a cute face and say such terrifying things?

Ye Xiao was stunned for a moment, wondering if there was something wrong with his parenting.

Unlike Klingen, Beryl was simpler and only listened to him.

Previously, Ye Chi only focused on giving Beryl the seed to enhance her physique, granting her superhuman strength, and forgot to cultivate some basic principles in her upbringing.

But it's not too late now.

"Hundreds of thousands of comments, are you trying to kill all Americans?"

Ye Xiao smiled and said, "That's not how it's done."

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Beryl looked puzzled and silently watched Ye Xiao.

"Do you know what America's biggest problem is right now?"

"It is those oligarchs and politicians who monopolize the core industries, while squeezing other companies and passing the pressure on to every worker and employee."

"On the other hand, they act as referees and lifeguards, using performances and entertainment to numb their senses and make them unaware that they are being exploited."

"American herbal remedies, cocoa, short videos, painkillers—these are their anesthetics, intoxicating people in a beautiful dream, allowing them to slowly die."

Upon hearing this, a hint of pain appeared on Beryl's previously cold face.

She subconsciously recalled her previous life, and it was exactly the same as what Ye Xiao had said!

Those pharmaceutical, financial, and other companies together have woven together the most sophisticated, massive, and efficient livestock slaughterhouse in human history.

Ordinary people like Beryl are the renewable fuel for this ocean liner, constantly multiplying, pouring in, and being crushed and fed into the roaring boiler.

The most bizarre thing is that even drug addicts who are about to die on the street will show a proud smile when they mention this giant ship called the America.

Having thought all this through, Beryl suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

This means that their future enemies will be the countries with the most advanced technology and military strength in the world.

"So what's our next step?"

Beryl clenched her fists, her voice trembling slightly.

"Just wait patiently."

"Wait?"

"Yes, let's wait and see how big this fire gets."

Ye Xiao gave a calm smile, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

But then he seemed to remember something and quickly changed the subject: "Have you arranged everything I asked you to do before?"

"Yes, everything is arranged."

Beryl nodded, but then couldn't help asking, puzzled, "Sir, what is the point of all this? It's not worth it."

"No, believe me, I won't do business at a loss."

Before Ye Xiao could finish speaking, there was an urgent knocking on the restaurant door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"They've finally arrived."

Ye Xiao smiled, picked up the basket of candy from beside the bar, and pushed open the door.

"Trouble will break out if you don't give me money!"

A group of children dressed in all sorts of strange costumes stood outside the door and shouted in unison.

They were mostly children from the community who often came to audit Ye Xiao's classes.

Today, some were dressed in Iron Man armor made of cardboard, some had an evil pumpkin head on their heads, and others were draped in a white sheet, excitedly holding up their little baskets, their innocent faces beaming like flowers.

"Okay, stop pushing, there's enough, there's enough."

Ye Xiao, carrying a basket, generously scattered candies, eliciting even more joyful and excited laughter in return.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye!"

"Mr. Ye, you are such a kind person!"

Thanks to the children's healing, Ye Xiao's sanity, which he had lost by killing more than thirty people in the past two days, was quickly restored.

The empty little basket was quickly filled to the brim.

The children's faces lit up with joyful smiles as they skipped and hopped toward the next house.

However, after the group of "demons and monsters" passed by, Ye Xiao noticed that there was still a little devil outside the door who lingered and refused to leave.

Ye Xiao put his hands on his hips, looked at Eileen who was holding his "head," and said with a helpless expression.

"Eileen, why aren't you coming along?"

"What's so fun about this? I'm not a child anymore. I'd rather read a couple more books."

How can someone so young harbor such deep resentment?

Where's your dad?

"Working overtime —"

Oh right.

Ye Xiao suddenly remembered that it was indeed because of him that Seth had been working overtime at the police station these past few days and hadn't even been home much.

Clifford is still under investigation at the police station because of that incident, and Beryl has been taking care of her these past few days.

As a result, Eileen was more familiar with the shop than Ye Xiao, the owner.

"Sister Beryl!"

Eileen ran happily into the restaurant and begged Beryl, "I want chicken nuggets and fries!"

Yes, this girl is much smarter than those kids.

They didn't want candy; they just came in and ordered food.

Ye Xiao's face showed no joy at seeing his goddaughter, only the fear of a gluttonous beast.

He even felt that his shop would most likely go bankrupt because of Eileen's eating habits.

Beryl gave a rare, faint smile and served a plate of salad first.

When Eileen saw the plate of green, her face immediately turned sour.

"Ugh, I don't want vegetables, I want fried chicken and fries!"

"But Mr. Ye said you should eat more vegetables."

"After you finish these, I'll fry you some fries and chicken nuggets."

"All right."

It got darker and darker, the temperature dropped considerably, and a light drizzle even started to fall.

However, just as Ye Xiao thought no one would come tonight and was preparing to take Eileen home, the restaurant door was knocked on again.

However, the knocking sound was different this time; it was soft and slow, and you could hear the fear and tension in the person outside.

It's so late, are they still children asking for candy?

Ye Xiao quickly pushed open the door, his brows immediately furrowing.

It was a young Black boy, probably only seven or eight years old, with a skull painted on his face in chalk. He stood alone in the doorway, his ripped t-shirt and shorts soaked through by the rain, and his lips were white with cold.

On this joyous day, his tender face, drenched by the rain, was filled with unease and anxiety that were inappropriate for his age.

The boy raised his head slightly, a hint of panic in his eyes, and spoke timidly and hesitantly in a humble and uncertain tone.

"No, trick or treat, sir—"

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Ye Xiao silently looked at the boy, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He's probably not a kid from the nearby community; he likely comes from a poorer area.

I guess I walked all the way from home in these worn-out shoes, hoping to beg for a lot of things tonight.

Where are your family members?

Under the boy's uneasy gaze, Ye Xiao suddenly asked.

"My mother is sick and is in bed."

"Okay, you can have all these candies."

Ye Xiao simply handed the basket of candy to the boy.

At least for these poor people, Ye Xiao still retained a sliver of kindness based on his simple values.

Moreover, while doing these good deeds, he could clearly feel that his precious sanity was greatly restored.

No wonder capitalists, who are tainted by money, like to do charity. It turns out that in addition to reducing taxes and making money, they can also alleviate their psychological burden.

After the boy took the basket, he suddenly smelled an enticing fragrance wafting from the warm room.

That's the taste of carbohydrates and proteins after they've been deep-fried.

He timidly turned his head and saw Beryl place a plate of hamburgers and fries on the bar, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Sir, may I ask you for a favor?"

After thinking for a while, the boy took out a lot of candy from his pocket, put it back into Ye Xiao's basket, and then raised the basket in front of him, pleading.

"Can I trade these candies for a hamburger?"

Ye Xiao blinked, turned to look at the restaurant, and said without hesitation, "Okay, Beryl, prepare one for him."

"Yes, sir."

Beryl agreed and quickly brought out another plate of hamburgers and fries.

"Sir, may I take this to go?"

The boy suddenly spoke up: "My mom hasn't eaten anything today, and I want to give her some."

"Then pack mine up for him too."

After a while, Ye Xiao took the bag from Beryl and handed it to the boy whose eyes were shining: "Happy Halloween, kid. My name is Ye Xiao. You can call me Mr. Ye."

"Go back and tell your friends that anyone who comes here tonight can get a free burger."

"Really?!"

The boy looked up excitedly, his eyes wide with disbelief, as if he were looking at a shining saint.

"Of course, I, Ye Xiao, keep my word."

After the boy left, Eileen, who was eating, suddenly spoke up.

"My dad is a policeman, and he's a good man."

"Um."

Ye Xiao gestured with his lip: "Tell me something I don't know."

Eileen pouted angrily, but still reluctantly turned her face away and said seriously.

"Ye, you're a good person too."

Did I get friend-zoned?

Ye Xiao smiled kindly and couldn't help but pinch Eileen's cute cheek.

"Study hard, and when you graduate from high school, I'll take you back to my hometown to go to university."

"Tokyo University?"

Hearing this, Eileen frowned: "I don't want to go now."

"Um?

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Ye Xiao looked puzzled, but Eileen shook her head and said firmly.

"I want to stay here, I want to get into police academy, and become a good person like you and Father."

No?

Being a good person in America?

Are you tired of living?

Or perhaps you've awakened some kind of system?

Ye Xiao never expected that the good person image he cultivated to protect himself would be taken as a role model by Eileen.

No, I need to find a chance to make her face reality.

Ye Xiao, who is not yet married, suddenly felt the helplessness of being a father.

As soon as the Black child returned to the community, news of Ye Xiao's small shop spread like wildfire.

The neighbors who first learned of this matter came over to dissuade Ye Xiao.

They believed that this would definitely attract a lot of dangerous homeless people, which would be bad if it affected Ye Xiao's situation.

But after realizing they couldn't persuade Ye Xiao, many people simply stayed to help, to keep an eye on things, and to prevent anyone from causing trouble.

To their surprise, most of the people who came tonight were children, and many of them were children who looked particularly pitiful.

Even when adults come, they are just like those pitiful parents who are worried about their children and accompany them.

After all, children who don't have to worry about food and clothing usually want candy the most.

Only those struggling to make ends meet truly understand the importance of those calorie bombs like hamburgers and fries.

Why does the United States have so many people with high blood pressure, diabetes, and obesity?

It's all because of the power of capitalist technology!

Highly advanced food technology has efficiently produced basic ingredients such as margarine, corn syrup, palm oil, and white-feathered chicken, making those high-calorie foods very affordable.

Ye Xiao owed so much money back then, yet he was still able to survive on cheap, near-expiry macaroni and cheese bought from the supermarket.

Healthy leafy green vegetables and soy products are labeled as expensive and high-end.

So even if someone like Ye Xiao spent money like crazy all night, the amount he spent wouldn't be enough to pay for a Michelin three-star dinner for those financial giants.

After that night, Ye Xiao's reputation for good deeds spread almost throughout Seattle.

Everyone who mentions him will express their admiration and praise.

In the early morning, the air, which had been chilly all night, finally began to warm up.

Beryl was busy cleaning the restaurant, while Eileen, exhausted, was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep wrapped in Ye Xiao's coat.

Ye Xiao stood leisurely outside the door, smoking a cigarette while watching the rising sun.

He had fully regained his senses last night, and now he felt even more refreshed than if he had been with a dozen supermodels.

This is a good deed; we should do more of it.

Looking back on last night's experience, Ye Xiao felt even more strongly the importance of cultivating a good public image.

His current plan is to create a terrifying demon and use the seeds he planted earlier to throw the entire city of Seattle into chaos.

The police department is now in a panic, the federal government has taken notice, and the state government is going crazy.

All that's needed is for the actors to arrive so that Ye Xiao's pre-prepared hero entrance scene can be staged.