America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Realizing that the bus opposite might not just be doing charity work, Chen Yuan stopped rushing.

While there are fewer people in line now, let Anna hurry up and take some more footage for Lisa's public service announcement.

Ultimately, public welfare is merely a means to obtain political protection; whether or not it makes money is irrelevant, and publicity and packaging are the most important objectives.

As Lisa gradually became familiar with the process, she cooperated very well. Although her youthful appearance wasn't particularly stunning, she looked great on camera with her "high-end nude makeup".

In addition, Anna's specially crafted master filters create photos and videos with a strong sense of atmosphere, easily captivating empathetic middle-class viewers.

To Chen Yuan's surprise, quite a few local white and black homeless people, after wandering around outside the School of Life Sciences' bus, came back to collect the fried chicken and squid.

Could it be that the food served by the other side doesn't suit the tastes of the local white and black people?

He didn't think much of it. Since it was all free, he wouldn't stop people from taking the white meal from the bus and then coming over to get fried chicken and squid.

Just then, a strong voice came from not far away:

"Dinner's almost ready, guys!"

It turns out to be a fake lecturer, Ding Wei!

Ding Wei was seen holding a box of exquisite meals and a large bag of free toiletries tucked under his arm. His face beaming, he excitedly held up his phone and said to the live stream camera:

"Brothers, a bus from a university charity foundation arrived at Blessing House in South Los Angeles today, bringing not only free high-end meals but also a welfare gift package! They even have clean underwear! Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Karl Lagerfeld!"

As soon as he shouted that, the chat in the live stream room immediately became active.

Many people have commented that America's welfare system is excellent, even homeless people like Fatty Ding can be kept healthy and plump by receiving free meals.

At this moment, Ding Wei had already walked to the back of the line at Rongding Pavilion and continued speaking with great enthusiasm:

"By the way, our old friend Rongding Pavilion is also giving away free meals over there. They have freshly made fried chicken and grilled squid. Although there are no big gift packages, these hot snacks are quite delicious. Brothers who need them nearby can come and get an extra portion."

It seems he plans to save the cold food delivered by the bus for a late-night snack, and then eat fried chicken and hot meals from Rongding Pavilion for lunch.

Although Ding Wei managed to appeal to both sides and not fall behind, as the camera switched back and forth between the two food delivery companies, the comments in the live stream began to show an overwhelming wave of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Hilarious! Both are doing charity work, but Chinese restaurants just give away a dollar's worth of fried junk food, not even a glass of water. Look at the foundations of reputable American universities, they even give away underwear!"

"Exactly. Rongding Pavilion is clearly just trying to ride the wave of popularity. It's too small-minded. It can't compare to the scale of big capital at all."

"To be honest, while the fried chicken and grilled squid they deliver look novel, this kind of high-salt, high-oil junk food is likely to cause cancer. Homeless people are people too. I feel most at ease eating the well-balanced white food across the street."

"Thank you to the university philanthropic foundations in America; they are the true beacon of humanitarianism, truly caring for the underprivileged!"

Fatty Ding didn't care who won between the bus and Rongding Pavilion; he was happiest as long as there was traffic.

Seeing the live stream getting more and more popular, he proudly pointed his phone camera at the exquisite light salad and toiletries gift set, ready to show off a few more times.

But then, some viewers in the live stream noticed that Ding Wei was still holding two booklets covered in dense English text, so they asked in the chat:

"Is that a little penis in the streamer's hand?"

Ding Wei casually picked up the two booklets, waved them around, and laughed:

"It's nothing serious. It's just the personal information you fill out when you collect welfare benefits on the bus. After all, these things aren't cheap, so they stipulate that each person can only receive one, and then fill out a form to prevent them from receiving more than one."

Then he opened another colorful fold-out sheet and excitedly introduced it:

"They also gave us a brochure. I just looked it up with translation software, and it seems to be a free medical brochure specifically for congenital immunodeficiency syndrome. As long as you meet the requirements, you can go to their private hospital for treatment without spending any money."

"Brothers, this is the superiority of capitalism! Even the poorest people at the bottom of society can receive free, cutting-edge medical care!"

After saying that, Fatty Ding shoved the two booklets in front of his phone's camera so that viewers in the live stream could see them clearly.

Most of the viewers in Ding Pangzi's live stream are Chinese Americans, as well as some netizens from China.

They could barely understand the medical jargon filling the pages, but when Ding Wei boasted that it was a brochure promoting free medical care, they all exclaimed in amazement:

America truly deserves to be called the beacon of human civilization!

However, the netizen who had previously asked Fatty Ding to show the receipts posted a striking red comment:

"Fatty Ding, you've been fooled by these foreign devils! One of the forms you have is a legally binding organ donation consent form!"

Ding Wei was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and the smile on his chubby face instantly froze:

"Organ donation? I didn't hear them mention that while I was in line."

"I told you to learn more English, or you'd be sold out without even knowing it! The terms on this paper are clearly stated: once you sign it, if you die unexpectedly, a company called Pioneer Medical has the right to reclaim your intact organs and provide them to patients in need."

Ding Wei's mind went blank for a moment, but he still subconsciously tried to save face:

"Well... it doesn't seem like a big deal to sign it. A lot of foreigners sign this when they take their driving test, right? Besides, if I really die, donating my organs to those in need is a good thing, isn't it?"

At this moment, a black man in front of Ding Wei also saw the consent form in his hand and couldn't help but show a sympathetic look:

"Hey bro, you didn't actually sign this, did you?"

It took Ding Wei a while to understand what the other person meant. Somewhat puzzled, he asked in broken English:

"Yes, is there a problem?"

The black man flashed a smile, revealing a set of white teeth, and patted Ding Wei on the shoulder:

"Good luck, bro! You'd better find a safe place to camp these next few nights."

Then the black man took the cardboard box from Lisa and eagerly pulled out a steaming hot plate of squid.

He took a big bite off half a string of squid tentacles dripping with red oil, and exclaimed with a look of utter delight:

"Hmm! The grilled squid is so delicious!"

At this moment, Ding Wei finally realized that something was wrong.

He put down his phone and carefully observed the crowd around him.

It was then discovered that the hundreds of homeless people had strangely split into two completely different groups.

A group of people, mainly Hispanics and a few Asians, who were obviously new immigrants unfamiliar with the area, gathered around the bus, signed the forms, and then happily received food and daily necessities.

The other group consisted mainly of local white and black people.

These local veterans, well-versed in the survival rules of the American underclass, were almost all patiently queuing up at Rongding Pavilion.

Even if Rongding Pavilion only offers a cheap serving of fried chicken, they would never go across the street to join the fun.

Faced with a free gift that seems to have fallen from the sky, why would these locals, who usually fight over even half a loaf of bread, collectively choose to ignore it?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Ding Wei, clutching the flimsy organ donation consent form in his hand, suddenly shivered violently.