From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Ye Xiao turned his head in confusion, and his eyes met Eileen's curious, clear gaze.

However, less than a second later, Eileen immediately lowered her head, as if she didn't care at all.

A funny little girl.

After a few rounds of drinks, Ye Xiao curiously approached Eileen.

The little girl rolled her eyes in disgust and lowered her head to continue doing her homework.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Isn't it said that the United States practices happy education and rarely assigns homework?

Ye Xiao approached out of curiosity and discovered that Eileen was working on middle school level math problems.

"Is this homework assigned by the school?"

"How is that possible?"

Eileen muttered, "Those teachers don't care about us at all; they just need to handle the tasks assigned to them from above."

"So you found these assignments yourself?"

"..."

Ye Xiao was somewhat surprised, but Eileen seemed too lazy to respond to him.

"X equals 3".

Hearing this, Eileen looked at the test paper and said somewhat dejectedly, "It's no use just writing down the answers without telling me the process."

"Good, it's good that you know that."

Ye Xiao nodded with satisfaction: "Want to learn? I can teach you."

"You'll teach me?"

Eileen raised the corners of her mouth defiantly: "Can you even understand these questions? You didn't just guess, did you?"

Are you kidding me?

Although I have made little progress in my undergraduate studies.

But since he comes from the University of Tokyo, junior high school math is still a piece of cake for him.

Ye Xiao smiled and pointed to the problem, explaining, "If you swap these parts and substitute them back in, you can solve it."

"This problem is more difficult. You need to draw an auxiliary line first."

While counseling Eileen, Ye Xiao felt a subtle sense of peace.

It's like being in your own comfort zone, that sense of security and peace of mind where everything is under control.

"This is high school math, right? Are you studying so much because you want to be number one in the class?"

"No, my classmates are only thinking about dating, showing off, and having fun. There's nothing to compare me to."

Eileen shook her head, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in her slightly somber eyes.

"I study because I don't want to live that kind of life. I want to go to university and become a lawyer."

Eileen's stubbornness and naivety are like a small flower blooming in the desert.

The psychological comfort derived from doing good deeds seems to be more effective than alcohol.

Ye Xiao was pleasantly surprised to find that his sanity had recovered considerably, and his mind was becoming more and more relaxed, so he became even more engrossed in his work.

"Seth, what are they doing?"

"Shhh."

Seth made a gesture, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Gradually, the noise in the bar subsided.

Those drunkards who had been making a ruckus all put on gentle expressions.

There was even a tall Black clerk who forgot his work and stood by, listening intently.

"Damn, how come all these Asians are so smart?"

One colleague couldn't help but complain, "Are they speaking English? It sounds like gibberish to me!"

"Shut up, Fisher. If you understood, you'd be a manager by now, hahaha."

The owner of the Tree Stump Bar joked.

"Yeah, Seth really hit the jackpot this time. You'd better treat us to drinks again next time, and you also have to pay for Ye's tutoring."

"no problem."

Seth's face was flushed, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

After a while, Eileen reluctantly put away her textbooks and looked up at Ye Xiao.

"Ye, will you come again tomorrow?"

"Haha, Eileen, your dad might not have the money to treat us to drinks every day."

A colleague joked, "But you can come to the police station later, Ye will be there, right?"

"That's right."

Ye Xiao nodded: "I can tutor you after school at the police station."

"real!?"

The innocent Eileen, with her eyes sparkling with longing, looked exceptionally adorable.

"Ye, thank you so much."

Before leaving, Seth held Ye Xiao's hand tightly.

"I really don't have much time to take care of Eileen, it's so great that you can help."

"It's alright, it's nothing."

"Where do you live? I'll take you home later."

"No, I live nearby."

Living in America is still quite difficult.

Ye Xiao was able to barely survive thanks to his status as an international student and the help of his professor.

But this seemingly peaceful situation is actually extremely fragile.

If another accident were to occur, Ye Xiao might encounter the so-called "death line," ending up on the streets with little chance of ever getting back on his feet.

Not to mention the Mexican gangs and Arthur's disgusting buddies, always ready to trip him up.

We need to loot more corpses.

Ye Xiao must accumulate enough strength to defend himself before the gang makes a move against him.

Another issue is money.

Although the professor had given him a lot, Ye Xiao still wanted to get rid of his debts as soon as possible so that he would have the energy to do other things and not be forced to live a life of constant pressure.

A cool evening breeze blew by, making Ye Xiao instinctively wrap his clothes tighter around himself.

Just then, he suddenly heard a voice coming from not far away.

"Arthur, you madman! Stop hitting me!"

"You're about to kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao was slightly puzzled.

Is it Arthur from school?

"Thump!"

Another muffled thud, as if someone had been knocked to the ground.

"Grit your teeth, you bastard, get up."

"I told you, what would happen to you if that guy hadn't come today?"

"..."

Ye Xiao clenched his fist and took a deep breath of the cold air.

Damn it, it really was that bastard.

He approached quietly, coldly surveying his surroundings.

Qin Mo was found collapsed on the grass outside the tavern, covered in bruises, mud, and alcohol.

Arthur stood to the side, his face contorted with madness, and poured a bottle of beer over Qin Mo's head.

"That's enough, Arthur, this will kill someone."

A blonde, blue-eyed girl walked up and tried to stop Arthur, but he pushed her away.

"Rachel, you don't understand."

Arthur laughed loudly: "These Asians are just being obnoxious. You have to teach them a lesson so they'll understand their place."

He stepped on Qin Mo's head and ground it down hard.

"Qin, do you know your location now?"

"Don't be so conspicuous at school anymore, okay?"

Seeing Qin Mo faint, Rachel exclaimed excitedly.

"Arthur, you're insane! I'm calling the police!"

"He's just an Asian, is it really that big of a deal?"

Arthur suddenly grabbed Rachel's hand tightly, startling her into a scream.

"You bastard, someone will definitely punish you!"

"Sanctions? Hahaha, Rachel, you're being far too naive!"

Arthur burst into wild laughter, as if he had heard a joke.

"My father is a councilor in King County. Who can punish me? A superhero from a comic book?"

Before the words were finished, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the roadside.

Arthur looked up in confusion and saw what appeared to be a cloaked, masked figure under the streetlights.

Am I drunk?

Are there really superheroes in Seattle?