America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Innocent passersby?

Before Chen Yuan could even complain about the system's absurd judgment criteria, he quickly lay down on the ground.

"LAPD, hands up! Lie down and don't move!"

A loud shout rang out overhead.

Without any hesitation, Chen Yuan immediately threw down what he was holding, pressed himself firmly against the ground, and then raised his hands as high as possible behind him.

This is an extremely difficult maneuver, but in this country, when facing a police officer's gun, delaying even a second in yielding is considered disrespectful to the truth.

Officer Lister, guns raised in both hands, cautiously approached the orange-clad man lying on the ground.

His tense nerves relaxed slightly when he could see a young East Asian face in front of him with the help of the light.

Generally speaking, Asians are not considered a high level of danger by the police.

"Don't move! Let me see what you were holding!"

Even so, Lister remained vigilant.

"That's my wallet, officer!"

Chen Yuan lay on the ground, his gaze fixed on the black object still lying there.

With the help of the car lights, Lister quickly confirmed that it was just an ordinary long black leather wallet.

"Everyone in the alley is dead; the threat is over."

Just then, he heard his colleague confirm that everything was safe, and Lister breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered the muzzle of his gun, squatted down, and quickly searched Chen Yuan's pockets. Only after confirming that there were no weapons did he pick up the wallet from the ground.

Upon opening it, I found some loose change and a USC student ID card tucked inside.

Are you a USC student?

Lister looked at the somewhat shy young man in the ID photo, then at the still-shaken Chen Yuan on the ground. After confirming it was the same person, he questioned him with some doubt:

"What are you doing in this godforsaken place so late?"

"I live right across the street, officer!"

Chen Yuan responded without hesitation, showing great honesty, since every word he said was true.

Lister intuitively felt that the young man in front of him was not lying, so he pulled Chen Yuan up from the ground with one hand.

Just as Chen Yuan stood up, a faint red light flashed before his eyes again.

A semi-transparent virtual panel suddenly appeared above the police officer's head.

[Target: Lister, patrol officer, South Precinct, Los Angeles Police Department]

Age: 34

[Recent criminal act: Two hours ago, illegally stopped a Chevrolet sedan that was driving normally on Rowland Avenue and demanded a $300 bribe from the driver, claiming the taillights were malfunctioning.]

Chen Yuan understood. It seemed that this "American Villain System" could not only give money and add points, but also accurately scan the people in front of him to see what dirty things they had done recently.

However, it seems that the system only pops up the other party's information panel when the target shows hostility towards it.

For example, Johnny and Marcus, who just tried to kill him, and the police officer in front of him who is tightly binding his hands behind his back.

Although his wrist was a little sore from being squeezed, Chen Yuan didn't resist and obediently said:

"Officer Lister, I work at the Rongding Pavilion Chinese restaurant, which is just two blocks away. When you came for supper last Tuesday, you gave me a five-dollar tip."

Lister paused slightly, and his grip loosened involuntarily.

He vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a quick and efficient Chinese waiter at the Chinese restaurant he frequented recently.

"You are... Chen?"

Seeing that the other party had finally recognized him, Chen Yuan nodded repeatedly, secretly rejoicing at his good luck tonight.

Not only did they take advantage of the two patrol officers who liked to fish on street corners late at night, but one of them also remembered them.

In this city rife with prejudice and violence, a familiar "good citizen" face can often save you from a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, Officer Lister completely released Chen Yuan's hands and put the Glock back into its holster.

After confirming that the other party was not a thug, his attitude softened considerably.

Why were you being chased by two lunatics?

"I don't know either."

Chen Yuan rubbed his wrist and put on an innocent expression.

"I just wanted to go to 711-Eleven to buy a few cans of beer. Who knew that when I passed by the bar, they suddenly pulled out guns and chased me, so I could only run home as fast as I could."

This explanation was flawless, perfectly fitting the normal reaction of an unfortunate Asian student who had suffered an undeserved misfortune late at night.

Due to the fatal shooting, Chen Yuan's neighborhood was quickly surrounded by more than a dozen police cars that came to reinforce the area.

Fortunately, with Officer Lister vouching for him and the prestige of his USC student ID, Chen Yuan didn't encounter too much trouble.

In this country, unless you are Black, have a clean family background, and no criminal record, the police usually don't waste too much time on an obvious victim.

After giving a brief statement at the scene, Chen Yuan was allowed to leave.

Walking back to his apartment, Chen Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.

The envelope containing the bill was still on the table, but he felt much more relaxed than he had a few hours earlier.

Although he still didn't know exactly what this "American Villain System" in his mind was, at least it could solve his immediate survival crisis.

Tonight, he used others to kill Johnny and Gold Tooth. The system judged his behavior as heinous and awarded him a total of 100 villain points.

At an exchange rate of 1 to 100, Chen Yuan did not hesitate to draw 92 points and exchange them for 9200 US dollars, which was just enough to pay for property tax and property fees.

The old apartment left by my parents has been preserved for the time being.

As for the tuition bill of $45,000...

Prior to this, he had already prepared to suspend his studies or even drop out altogether.

After all, when you're desperate, survival always comes before education.

As for student loans...

Only those who have taken out loans can understand how terrifying it is to go to college in America with a loan.

But tonight's experience completely changed his mind.

Chen Yuan knew very well that if he hadn't had that prestigious university student ID in his wallet, he wouldn't have gotten through so easily.

In this highly class-based country, a diploma is his only way to escape the clutches of death.

Therefore, he must find a way to keep this student ID.

Fortunately, it's currently a long holiday, and there's still more than a month until the new semester starts.

You can definitely find a way to use the system to earn enough for your tuition!

……

The next morning, the California sun was still shining brightly.

Chen Yuan got up early and began his daily routine as an American worker.

To cover various bills, he took on two jobs during his vacation:

During the day, he drives an old car left by his father to deliver Uber Eats food, and at night he works as a waiter at the nearby "Rong Ding Ge" Chinese restaurant.

Without the protection of his parents, a 21-year-old college student can only earn meager wages through this method.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan seems to be having good luck today.

Around noon, the platform dispatched a long-distance order to an upscale, wealthy community on the outskirts of Beverly Hills.

If the order is delivered successfully, you can not only get a delivery fee of more than ten dollars, but you may also earn a generous tip if you encounter a generous customer.

Looking at the neat lawns, tall palm trees, and various luxurious villas on both sides of the road, Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

This place is like another world compared to the South Block, which is full of homeless people.

This is America.

A paradise for the rich, a hell for the poor.

Following the navigation, Chen Yuan parked his car outside a large house with a private garden.

Then, carrying the takeout, he walked along a cobblestone path to the front of the house and gently pressed the doorbell.

"Ding-dong—"

A crisp bell rang in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, a dog barked from inside the house, followed by a woman angrily shouting:

"Damn it! Who's ringing the doorbell? Don't you know this is break time?!"

As the door was flung open, an angry white housewife appeared in the doorway.

She was holding a poodle in her arms, which was barking wildly at Chen Yuan, just like its owner.

Faced with this sudden outburst of anger, Chen Yuan's expression remained completely calm.

As a qualified service industry worker, he was already used to the arrogance of the rich.

He handed over the paper bag printed with the logo of the upscale restaurant with both hands.

"Here is your takeout order, ma'am."

"I know this is my takeout!"

The white housewife snatched the paper bag, her eyes filled with disgust and loathing as she looked at Chen Yuan.

"Who gave you permission to ring the doorbell? I just fell asleep and you woke me up, you idiot!"

"You ugly yellow-skinned monkeys, what can you do besides steal our jobs? I'm going to file a complaint against you on Uber and send you packing!"

Chen Yuan maintained his smile, and then a virtual information panel appeared above the white housewife's head.

[Target: Karen Smith, 38 years old]

[Social Affiliation: Honorary President of the Community's Small Animal Protection Association; Well-known pet rescue blogger.]

[Recent heinous acts: In order to fabricate a touching video of "rescuing abused stray dogs" to solicit donations and traffic from netizens, last night they faked that the pet dog died accidentally due to injury, and buried its remains in the garden behind the house.]

After reading these shocking lines, Chen Yuan's smile grew even brighter.

"Enjoy your meal, Mrs. Smith."