From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

"Please don't be afraid. I am a Seattle Police Department officer. As long as you cooperate with us, you will not be harmed."

What?

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao not only didn't feel relieved, but became even more nervous.

He had previously seen many videos of American police enforcing the law, and the scene of emptying a magazine in a few seconds left him with a slight sense of awe at capitalism.

Ye Xiao had just transmigrated here; how could he have imagined encountering something like this?

"Please raise your hands, squat down, and slowly turn around."

Ye Xiao had no choice but to slowly turn around, and soon saw the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at him.

Those are genuine products, not those water-ball-shaped imitations.

The man holding the gun was a tall, dark-haired, dark-eyed Asian police officer wearing a dark blue long-sleeved uniform.

After seeing Ye Xiao's appearance, he visibly relaxed a lot.

Is he Asian?

Seth felt a sense of relief, and his tone softened: "Sir, what happened?"

"I'm a student at the University of Seattle, and I'm on my way to class. I never expected to encounter something like this on the way."

So that's how it is?

In America, officers like Seth have a natural sense of leniency towards Asian Americans.

After all, they are generally of high quality and have a calm temperament, so they rarely do anything rash and rarely carry guns.

"Could you please take out your student ID slowly?"

"Yes, slowly, with one hand, please make sure I can see your hand clearly."

"You're not carrying any lethal weapons, are you?"

After confirming his identity, Ye Xiao noticed that the police officer in front of him completely relaxed.

Damn it, these policemen seem even more scared than I am.

Recalling the memories left by his predecessor, Ye Xiao felt more and more that America was not as glamorous as he had imagined.

The lives of the rich are in a completely different world from those of ordinary people.

They live in big houses, drive big cars, and enjoy a peaceful life.

But most ordinary people face various dangers at all times.

You might be listening to music and writing emails in your dorm one day when a thief breaks in and beats you to death.

"This is what a capitalist country is like? It's fucking hell for the poor."

After registering his information, Ye Xiao quickly left this place of trouble.

Even after entering the campus, he was still somewhat reluctant to leave, reliving the scene he had just witnessed.

What are those seeds, and what are they used for?

If Ye Xiao wants to continue improving his attributes, he needs to continue searching for corpses.

Although America is chaotic, there aren't that many dead people he can just touch at will.

If Ye Xiao were to run into the police again like today, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a mouth full of mouths.

Unlike the dark and filthy neighborhood where Ye Xiao lived.

The sunlight seemed brighter on the University of Washington campus, and the fresh air carried no peculiar odor of leaves.

As Ye Xiao walked in, he noticed that although the school had beautiful scenery, there were still some malicious eyes secretly watching him, as annoying as stinky rats in a dark and damp place.

Of course, there are also many minority students who, wearing thick glasses and carrying backpacks, rush into the classroom to make the most of every moment to study.

Just as Ye Xiao was about to enter the teaching building, a tall white student, leading a group of people, blocked his way.

"Hey Ye, why aren't you coming to the fraternity party next week?"

"You know what? You were the only one who didn't say yes throughout your entire sophomore year."

Upon hearing this, unpleasant memories flooded Ye Xiao's mind.

He remembered that the man in front of him was named Arthur, and that he was a member of the University of Washington fraternity.

American University is home to a variety of clubs and organizations, with fraternities being one of the more important ones. They frequently hold parties and help each other out on campus.

However, as things have evolved, the Brotherhood has changed.

Accompanied by issues such as racial and class discrimination, every fraternity party becomes a scene of showing off and bullying, and even results in deaths every year.

And seemingly docile international students from the University of Tokyo like Ye Xiao are the perfect lambs for them to flaunt their power at parties.

Seeing that Ye Xiao did not respond for a long time, Arthur frowned.

"Ye, why aren't you answering me?"

Ye Xiao had no interest in arguing with these childish guys and casually brushed them off.

"Sorry, I have something to do tomorrow night."

Upon hearing this, Arthur's expression grew even more impatient, and he spoke with the force of a ferocious lion.

"Ye, do you realize that what you're doing is very antisocial, and it goes against our school's traditions?"

"We just care about you international students and want to help you quickly get rid of those bad memories and integrate into our community as soon as possible."

"Why aren't you appreciating this at all?"

Arthur suddenly put his arm around a passing Tokyo University student, gave him a subtle smile, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Look at Qin, how well he gets along with us!"

"Yes, yes."

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment after being stopped.

He glanced at Ye Xiao, seemed to realize something, and quickly nodded.

"Don't worry, Arthur, leave this to me. I'll definitely help you persuade him."

"Oh?"

Seeing that Ye Xiao remained silent, Arthur snorted and waved his hand: "Fine, if you don't see him tomorrow night, you know what to do."

"Okay, sure."

Watching the group finally leave, Qin Mo sighed helplessly, "Old Ye, not to be mean, but it's just a party, why were you so resistant?"

Ye Xiao glanced at Qin Mo, and his impression of him came to mind.

Qin Mo was in the same year as him and was also an international student from the University of Tokyo.

However, his family was extremely wealthy, and he relied on spending money everywhere to obtain the so-called protection of the Brotherhood.

It's good to have money, why don't we tie him up?

wrong!

How did I, a model student raised under the red flag, get corrupted by this damned capitalism?

Ye Xiao shook his head violently, feeling somewhat mentally exhausted.

"You're not the one being bullied, so of course you won't resist."

Ye Xiao said with a gloomy expression, "Besides, I have neither money nor time right now, and I don't have time to play house with them."

"hiss?!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo gasped, "Dude, are you kidding me? You're so impulsive, are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Aren't you planning to stay in school? Aren't you afraid Arthur and his gang will target you?"

"Targeting me? That can't be right. I just don't participate in the fraternity."

Qin Mo shook his head repeatedly: "Old Ye, you don't understand. Those guys are bursting with superiority, and they're also a bit racist. If you continue like this, you won't be able to stay in school."

"I had a senior from high school who came to study for a master's degree. He was driven to mental breakdown by Arthur and his gang."

"what?"

Ye Xiao was suddenly stunned, his eyes widening as he spoke.

"This is outrageous! Isn't anyone going to do anything about it? Doesn't the book say that America takes school bullying very seriously?"

"Read less of Yilin magazine; it's mostly a scam."

Qin Mo's expression was bitter as he pushed up his glasses and said, "If this place takes school bullying so seriously, then where do all these shootings come from?"

Holy crap, going to college is life-threatening?

Ye Xiao felt more and more that he couldn't stay in this godforsaken place any longer.

In short, I suggest you bear with it.

Qin Mo suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask.

"Weren't you very active in club activities before? Are you a little short on money lately? Want me to lend you some?"

Having witnessed so much darkness, Qin Mo's sincerity slightly moved Ye Xiao.

However, Ye Xiao waved his hand and said, "No need, thank you for your kindness, but I'm here today to apply for withdrawal from school."

"What?!"