From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

"I've been busy lately and haven't been back for a while."

Ye Xiao scratched his head, looking honest and simple.

"Hmph, busy my ass! You haven't had any income for days, have you?"

Ehrlich was not some old-fashioned researcher who only knew how to do research.

As a prominent figure in the medical field for many years, he could tell at a glance that Ye Xiao had something on his mind.

"As expected of a professor, your vision is truly exceptional!"

"Hmph, need I say more? Do you think I wasted all those years of schooling?"

Erich snorted, but the corners of his mouth still turned up slightly.

Although they all came to me asking for my help.

But Ye Xiao is so much better than those guys who just cry out "Mentor, save me!" or who just grit their teeth and keep quiet when they make a mistake!

He speaks pleasantly and gets things done efficiently!

"Tell me, what trouble have you run into this time?"

Ye Xiao then recounted what had happened in class.

"Well, so this old Herod, instead of catching all the other truants, he's only targeting my students, huh?"

Erich sneered, "That guy probably knows what you're doing and is deliberately making things difficult for you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao suddenly understood.

indeed.

In the ivory tower of academia, the job of picking up corpses is already looked down upon.

Those self-proclaimed intellectuals are always adept at enjoying various conveniences while standing on a moral high ground to criticize everything.

I never thought that there were so many things that are taken for granted in this world; I only thought about kicking Ye Xiao out.

Without Ye Xiao's tireless efforts in searching for experimental materials, how could they have obtained the experimental data?

Moreover, they didn't expect that Ye Xiao could actually benefit from this.

"How about this?"

Erich pondered for a moment: "Go find Jerry later and have him take you to select some of your seniors' classes."

"Can this be exchanged?"

Ye Xiao was somewhat shocked.

Erich snorted coldly.

"Hmph, with me here, as long as you earn enough credits, let's see who dares not let you graduate!"

As expected of an academic tycoon, he speaks with such authority!

Ye Xiao increasingly felt that the powerful force he was clinging to was both strong and reliable.

"However, Ye..."

Erich put down the porcelain cup, clasped his hands together under his chin, and looked at Ye Xiao with a serious tone.

"Couldn't there have been more corpses?"

"..."

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, wondering if the old man had run into trouble.

This is a bit troublesome.

The city government has now sent a team of accountants to the police station, who are torturing Seth and his team to the point of near ecstasy, making it impossible for them to retrieve the bodies as they used to.

Making food on the spot is also troublesome.

After the incident at the docks, the gangs in Seattle have become much more restrained.

Unless Ye Xiao drives around Seattle like a scrap collector in China, collecting Gundams in circles.

"Recently, many old friends have contacted me, asking for my help."

The old man Erich stared intently at Ye Xiao with sharp eyes from his deep blue sockets.

"You know, Ye, sometimes it's hard to repay a debt of gratitude."

Ye Xiao wasn't one of those bookworms who only knew how to do experiments; of course, he understood Erich's implied meaning.

The professor helped him, so he naturally had to give something in return.

Relationships can only be maintained through give and take.

Is there a time requirement?

Ye Xiao pondered for a moment, then spoke cautiously.

"No, you must slow down and refine the details, but you must also be fast!"

"Keep this speed; this speed will be the bottom line for next time."

No, what exactly do you want to research?

Space Marines?

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao suddenly wanted to ask Erich and his friends if they no longer considered Americans to be human beings.

If they had continued at the previous rate, how many people would have died in Seattle every day to keep up with their experiments?

Factories only exploit people's blood and sweat, but these research institutes and pharmaceutical companies don't even spare the dregs!

However, recalling their crazy behavior during scientific research, Ye Xiao felt that these people didn't seem to regard him as a human being either.

Forget it, anyway, it's all Americans who are dying, so what does it have to do with me?

"I understand, Professor Ehrlich. I'll get back to work now."

Ye Xiao nodded in agreement and quickly left the professor's office.

This is really a bit of a problem.

Even after leaving the campus, Ye Xiao was still pondering how to fulfill the professor's request.

Ehrlich's statement just now was very clear.

He can protect Ye Xiao at the University of Washington.

This is a promise from a leading figure in the medical field!

Even if Ye Xiao doesn't attend a single class, he can still graduate without any problem.

But the price was that Ye Xiao had to help them find more experimental materials.

And it must be completed as soon as possible within these few days.

Ye Xiao is not short of money right now, and he doesn't need to worry about debts for the time being.

Besides improving attributes, collecting corpses is also a way to get closer to the professor.

However, just as Ye Xiao was having a headache, he suddenly noticed a suspicious-looking car not far away that had been following him.

Thanks to the attribute bonus, Ye Xiao remembered it clearly.

It was a silver Audi RS7, a very conspicuous luxury sports car, which had been following him ever since he left the hotel.

Are they here to collect debts again?

Great! Another shipment has been delivered!

Ye Xiao didn't drive; he strolled slowly down the street, letting the car follow him.

Until we passed a secluded alleyway.

He suddenly turned inside and quickly disappeared from sight.

The people following Ye Xiao were clearly panicked and stopped their car at the alley entrance, unsure of what to do.

He took the bait!

Ye Xiao quickly circled around the middle of the alley and reached the other side of the car.

There was no one around, making it very convenient for him to get started.

Just as the driver was about to open the door and get out, he darted inside and stopped him.

"Don't move! Who are you? What are you doing following me?"

"what!"

The moment that guy turned his head, Ye Xiao suddenly realized how stupid his question had been.

There's a type of person who goes to great lengths to find out that their online dating partner is ridiculously older than them.

"Rachel? What are you doing following me?"

"No, I..."

Rachel was trembling all over, her blue eyes filled with an unusual fear, and she seemed to be constantly looking back at the back seat.

wrong!

Ye Xiao sensed something was wrong and, with the help of his agility, dodged backward at an unimaginable speed.

The bullet grazed his nose and struck the car window.

Is it a handgun?

Ye Xiao hid on the side of the street, only then noticing that there was actually a black guy hiding in the back seat!

"Damn, you're so lucky."

"If you want to save your girlfriend, bring money to Atena Farm in Bellevue!"

The black guy cursed and threatened Rachel to drive the car away.

……

At the Seattle Police Department, apart from the traffic officers on duty, all the officers were gathered in the conference room.

Mike and several other managers sat to one side, with a tall, gray-haired black man in the middle.

His experience serving in the Middle East gave his deep eyes a powerful pressure; a single glance from them was enough to make everyone in the conference room hold their breath.

Mike looked at the relevant materials on the conference table and cautiously began to explain.

"Chief Smith, this...this case is really troublesome. It's not that we don't want to resolve it as soon as possible..."

"Oh, so now you feel relieved that the revenge-seeking gang is dead?"

Smith glanced at Mike, his expression one of utter disdain.