A swift and decisive victory in the early stages, a post-apocalyptic survival story in America!

Kent Barrett is a young man who just joined the company. He is fair-skinned, obedient, and good-looking, but also quite useless.

Lola looked disgusted, but didn't complain. At least this pretty boy wouldn't capture her and imprison her, subjecting her to humiliation and a fate worse than death...

Unbearable memories flooded back, and Lola trembled. She tried to force herself to forget the despair and fear of those days, but to little avail.

The near-death despair and endless humiliation of being imprisoned for many days—I used to think that seeing illegal immigrants being imprisoned was nothing special, but after experiencing it firsthand, I realized how profound the suffering was.

Lola felt a pang of regret; she shouldn't have refused the psychological counseling offered by the department, and it seemed she had overestimated her mental resilience.

When I come back, I will definitely receive psychological counseling; this is no joke.

Once a person suffers a psychological breakdown, alcoholism is the least of their problems; once they develop drug dependence, they are ruined.

Driving to Nick Grant's house, Lola habitually glanced around, then her expression shifted slightly as she instructed her partner, Kent Barrett, "Wait for me in the car."

Kent, still a novice intern, dared not slack off and hurriedly nodded in agreement, trying to leave a higher impression on this female agent who was known for her hard work.

Lola, her right hand on her holster, released the latch that held her weapon in place, ready to draw it at any moment, and approached a black Dodge pickup truck with extreme vigilance.

The car window rolled down, revealing the same heavily made-up, overly glamorous face, though it looked slightly different after just a few days.

Does it look a bit better now?

"Lola, it's great to see you again! You look fantastic today; it seems like you've been recovering well these past few days!"

As the day passed, with a beautiful woman by his side, and following a regular routine of eating, drinking, and having fun, Li Qi looked better and his physical condition was gradually recovering.

The Lola before me was completely different from the disheveled appearance I had first met. Dressed in a suit and tie, she looked dashing and exceptionally beautiful.

But the weariness and panic in his eyes couldn't lie.

That was a state unique to people who had experienced death, something Li Qi deeply understood, so he immediately noticed something was wrong.

Upon opening the panel, it was indeed as expected.

[Target Information]

Laura Thorne

Age: 27

【Height: 172cm】

【Weight: 60.2Kg】

[Status: Sub-healthy]

Life expectancy: 67 years

[Endurance: 7]

【Strength: 6】

[Agility: 7]

【Spirit: 7】

[Bound Skills: Firearms Proficiency ★; Mixed Martial Arts ★]

[Disease: PTSD (Mild Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder).]

[Host affinity: 61]

Lola's stats are average, so her 61 favorability rating isn't surprising.

Li Qi had already tested it on strangers. In the system settings, 60 was probably the dividing line. Many people couldn't see the favorability rating. The lower limit that could be seen was Lola's 61. If you were a little more familiar with someone, like the security guard in the Hancock Park community, the favorability rating would be 65.

In other words, you can only access panel information for people with a favorability rating of over 60.

Considering that he saved the life of this ICE agent named Laura and coerced her into killing her enemy, a favorability rating of 61 is quite reasonable.

PTSD is not easy to treat...

"What are you doing here?" Lola asked, extremely alert, her finger already on the trigger guard of her sidearm, ready to draw her gun at any moment.

This guy has video footage of himself committing murder. If there weren't so many people around, I really would have killed him on the spot...

Li Qi smiled sweetly, earnestly playing her role: "Darling, would you believe me if I said I was just passing by?"

He was indeed passing by, but it took him a rather long time.

After settling Sophia in, and with time to spare, Li Qi decided to try his luck.

Time is of the essence; we must obtain Nick's hidden stash as soon as possible, otherwise things may change, and the cash may end up in someone else's possession.

By observing the situation, waiting for the right opportunity, and being prepared at any time, with the added advantage of his imposter skills, Li Qi was confident that he could infiltrate Grant's house and get Nick's money.

Lola frowned. "Stop grinning at me. What are you doing here?"

Li Qi shrugged and said honestly, "Of course I'm waiting for you."

Lola was stunned, somewhat incredulous.

"You killed your partner with your own hands, and your conscience must be tormented by it. Even though you know your actions were forced and justified, you still can't get over your moral conscience. So I guess you'll come here to see Nick's widow and his children..."

Li Qi speaks carelessly and lies without batting an eye, reversing cause and effect in a seemingly logical and coherent manner.

If you have PTSD, it must be something wrong!

What need is there for "liar" skills? Does lying really require a skill?

Unexpectedly, Lola smiled slightly upon hearing this, rested her left hand on the car door, and said calmly, "I came, but definitely not because I felt guilty..."

Looking at the tall and beautiful female agent, Li Qi couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If he only looked at her appearance without seeing the information on the panel, he would have thought she was 1.8 meters tall!

At that height, and wearing high heels, standing next to the Dodge Tyrannosaurus Rex doesn't look out of place at all.

In comparison, my height of 176 cm is really not good enough.

It would be great if I could allocate free attribute points to height, sigh...

Li Qi's mind raced as he leaned out of the car window and glanced at Lola's hand, which refused to leave its holster: "I don't believe you're here to kill Nick's widow and children. It's not unusual, but knowing you, I don't believe you would do such a thing."

Lola rolled her eyes and spoke frankly, "I've come to visit Adele to tell her about Nick's death in the line of duty, and also to convey the department's message to gather relevant clues at home."

Li Qi grinned mischievously: "How about we make a deal? I'll provide you with clues, and you do me a favor, okay?"

Lola shook her head indifferently: "Why should I?"

Li Qi said nonchalantly, "For no reason other than our friendship, isn't that right?"

They didn't mention the recording, but they were definitely talking about it.

Lola asked curiously, "Even if we really bring this up, at most I'll get into some trouble. What good will that do you?"

Nick brought this upon himself, so he has no one to blame but himself. Besides, he was forced to do it by Richie.

If you really want to get to the bottom of it, it's not that there's no chance of explaining, it's just very complicated.

Li Qi shrugged: "I'm already dead, every extra day I live is a bonus. You're different, your future is bright and limitless, you can't bear to perish with me, am I right?"

Laura was speechless, but agreed with Li Qi's statement.

I'm in the prime of my youth, with a bright future ahead of me, so of course I can't go to hell with this trashy drug addict.

So she chose to endure it.

"Say it, what do you need me to do!" Lola said irritably, glancing at the house in the distance, Nick's home.

"Nick left behind six undocumented immigrants, all living, breathing people. Could you help them resolve their permanent residency issues?"

Lola stared wide-eyed at Li Qi, utterly astonished by his kindness yet speechless at his audacity: "Wait... who do you think I am? Permanent residency for six people? Are you kidding me?"

Li Qi didn't quite understand and asked in confusion, "Is it difficult to handle?"

Lola shook her head speechlessly for a long time before finally saying, "Don't even mention six, I can't handle even one! You might as well just post the video!"

Li Qi, of course, couldn't do that, and asked curiously, "Under what circumstances could you possibly do it?"

Laura shook her head, speaking frankly without any embarrassment: "Since the current president took office, he has tightened policy control in this area, and there are far fewer gray areas to operate in. Unless there are very special reasons, no one can grant permanent residency to six people at the same time."

Li Qi understood, blinked, and asked, "So, there's still a gray area where things can be done, right? Just tell me, can it be done?"

Laura glanced around and whispered, "It's possible, but... it'll cost extra!"