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

At three in the morning, Li Qi returned to the vicinity of his tent and quietly slipped a cleaned dagger into the backpack of a homeless man outside the surveillance camera's view.

He left no fingerprints, and since daggers are popular items among homeless people, someone else would take his place and become a suspect in the police investigation.

He changed out of his blood-stained clothes, wrapped them in the blanket, and threw them into a nearby metal bucket used for burning miscellaneous items for warmth. Standing beside the fire, watching the clothes burn completely, Li Qi warmed himself while pondering his next move.

Dicardo had a wad of cash on him, totaling two hundred and seventy-six dollars.

The fat man, on the other hand, was much more shabby, with only twenty dollars on him.

This money would have been enough for the original owner to buy the "Free and Easy Pill" to sustain him for a while longer, but it was meaningless to Li Qi.

To live is to live a high-quality life, to live happily, not to live like a homeless person.

Without the system, I would have to struggle on my own. Now that I have the system, hope lies ahead. I must fight desperately for a glimmer of hope!

Li Qi was very sleepy, but it wasn't time to go to sleep yet.

Eight hours have passed since I took the capsule, and there are still sixteen hours left. I must speed things up.

Li Qi left his dwelling without looking back. From that moment on, the things in the tent had nothing to do with him anymore.

The homeless will divide up these unclaimed items, and they themselves will disappear completely from the streets of the city.

It's either success or death!

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In the distance, several gang members stood chatting in front of a residential building. These were the underlings responsible for selling Xiaoyao pills at night, and they would be going to rest soon.

Time was precious, and Li Qi dared not sleep. At present, the only way out was to take drugs.

Li Qi stepped forward, took out the prepared US dollars, bought a Xiaoyao pill, and immediately threw it into his mouth.

Amidst the strange looks from the gang members, Li Qi left the block and headed towards his destination.

With the help of the medication, Li Qi walked with incredibly light steps, feeling full of energy. He walked six blocks and arrived at a convenience store.

The convenience store clerk looked at Li Qi with a strange, wary gaze, ready to run away or draw his knife or gun at any moment.

Not wanting to cause trouble at this moment, Li Qi raised his hands, crumpled a wad of US dollars in his hands, and shouted at the Asian clerk, "Give me a prepaid phone."

The clerk was somewhat surprised. He took out a set of keys from the counter, opened the shelf covered with locks and chains, and took a prepaid mobile phone down from it.

"Thirty... US dollars." The clerk didn't dare hand over the phone, afraid it would be snatched away, but he also didn't dare not hand it over, afraid of retaliation. His expression became somewhat ferocious and distorted.

Li Qi counted out thirty US dollars, threw it on the counter, grabbed the prepaid phone, and left the convenience store.

—I also grabbed a bottle of energy drink from the shelf.

Purchase for free, you might as well buy it!

The Asian clerk breathed a sigh of relief. It's just a drink, why are you running away? I'll give it to you.

At the entrance of a pet store, Li Qi dialed the number on his prepaid phone.

A woman answered the phone.

"Doctor! Please! Oh my god! My baby! My dearest Wendy! She's injured, oh my god! She's having seizures! Please, doctor, please!" Li Qi said emotionally, just like a female owner who was extremely concerned about her seriously ill pet.

Thanks to short video platforms and the skill of "pretender," this role-playing was technically effortless for Li Qi.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. It's too late, and I can't make a house call right now. It'll be dawn soon, so please wait a little longer!" The female doctor sounded indifferent on the phone, refusing Li Qi's request to make a house call in the middle of the night.

"Please! Most merciful doctor, God! My baby is dying! I'll give you an extra five hundred dollars for the consultation! Please, for God's sake..." Li Qi shrieked, his voice hoarse and desperate, perfectly mimicking the voice.

But the call was still abruptly ended.

Undeterred, Li Qi went to another pet clinic.

"doctor……"

"doctor……"

After trying four different clinics, I finally decided to take the risk of spending five hundred dollars at the fifth one.

Lee Qi hid in the shadows next to the clinic, secretly praying that the veterinarian named Roger Stern drove a nice car and lived in a detached house.

About half an hour later, a red Chevrolet Impala parked in the open space in front of the pet store, and a middle-aged man with an extremely standard build got out of the car.

The man looked around, somewhat puzzled, but still opened the door to the pet shop.

Li Qi flashed forward, his Colt Python revolver cocked and hammered, pointing at the man. He whispered, "Go in!"

Upon seeing the rare 8-inch Python revolver, Roger Stern's expression changed slightly. He then raised his hands, asking incredulously, "Where's the lady with the sick pet? Could it be you?"

Li Qi remained silent, ignoring the veterinarian's exaggerated demeanor and flippant remarks, maintaining a safe distance throughout. As he entered, Li Qi reached out and pulled down the blinds in the shop window, coldly demanding, "Sit down in the chair, hands behind your head! Don't risk your life to challenge my madness!"

Roger obediently complied: "Don't worry, sir! I cherish my wonderful life and won't do anything foolish! There's cash in the clinic's cash register, and food in the back—well, it might not taste very good, but it's still food, so feel free to take as much as you like! As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want!"

Li Qi was pleased with Roger's pragmatism. He casually grabbed a used disposable intravenous drip and approached from behind, tying Roger's hands to the chair.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief after everything was taken care of.

There's not much time left until dawn.

"You're not the only one in this store, are you? You have an assistant?"

Roger shrugged. "Yes, I have a cashier and an assistant; they're both very beautiful ladies. They come to work around six o'clock to start their wonderful day."

Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke at this time, Li Qi couldn't help but admire him.

No one knows whether this homeless man with a revolver will kill someone. In fact, it is quite normal for a homeless man to rob someone and then kill someone when he is desperate.

This person has a really big heart.

"Where do you live? Who else lives in your house besides you?"

"I live alone, there's not much people at home."

Seizing on Roger's hesitation, Lee Qi raised his hand and struck him in the left cheek with the butt of his gun. Then, pressing the muzzle against the doctor's temple, he shouted, "Don't lie to me!"

"Shit!" Roger Stern was stunned by the beating, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Frustrated and frustrated, he said helplessly, "I didn't lie, why did you hit me? I only have one hunting dog at home, and there really isn't anyone else."

Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief, went to the cashier, and found a pen and paper: "Tell me your home address."

After writing down Roger's address, Li Qi found some duct tape and gagged him, instructing, "Be a good boy and don't challenge my despair and madness! Understand?"

Roger made a few "woofing" sounds, then nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Li Qi was somewhat puzzled. If this person was so afraid of death, why would he take such a risk for a mere five hundred dollars?

Ignoring all that, and making sure Roger wouldn't cause any trouble, Li Qi found a jacket in the locker room, put it on, and then wore a hat to cover his messy hair. He then took Roger hostage and led him to the car.

Li Qi opened the trunk and gestured to Roger to lie down inside.

Roger shook his head frantically. Li Qi glared at him, and Roger helplessly looked up at the sky, rolled his eyes, and lay down in the trunk.