Demigod Mage in America

Lux had no idea that a bored demigod—no, a legendary mage—was watching her, trying to extract more faith from her.

Of course, this is mutual; if Lux has good talent, she can really create more faith for Rennes.

He wouldn't mind taking on a pastor; there's never too many pastors under any true god.

They are both agents and believers; they can work and provide faith—that's wonderful.

However, Miss Lux still has a long way to go before she can achieve this disguise.

"When will this queue ever end? I need to think of a solution."

She bit her thumb and looked around at her surroundings.

She is currently located near 96th Street and 7th Avenue, where there is a donation center.

She obtained the information after helping an elderly homeless woman.

When Lux actually started doing it, she discovered that even begging was an art.

But now she faces the challenge of how to bypass the hundreds of people in front of her and get her own relief meal.

Just as she was pondering this, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a slowly moving food truck out of the corner of her eye.

It was a hot dog truck, and most importantly, there was a loudspeaker at the front.

Lux had an idea and picked up her phone to start operating it.

A short while later, the two food truck staff who were smoking by the roadside, caught up in the sight, stared at their food truck with blank expressions.

Because the loudspeaker on the front of the bus suddenly started broadcasting that hot dogs were only 5 cents, and you could add as much pickles, diced onions, and cheese as you wanted for free.

Damn it! When did they come up with this setting?

"Mike?"

"Fuck! I didn't use this!"

The clerk spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and quickly climbed onto the food cart to seal the doors.

As the broadcast started, all the homeless people who were originally receiving relief meals turned to them.

A hot dog with cheese normally costs over $5, but now it's only 5 cents.

Whether it was their imagination or not, the eyes of the group of homeless people seemed to have turned green.

A large number of people abandoned their already crowded front seats and rushed to the food trucks across the street.

Compared to fresh hot dogs, the near-expiry food relief meals are nothing!

"Fuck John! Hurry up!"

"I'm already fucking started, damn it!"

Meanwhile, Lux was watching the fleeing food truck with a smug look on her face—and the empty queue ahead.

A middle-aged white man wearing a jacket and a baseball cap was completely bewildered.

He was still holding a bag of relief food consisting of near-expiry bread, bottled water, and two bananas, frozen in mid-air.

Where did all the people go?

Lux leaned closer, about to ask for some food, but was startled by an angry shout from behind.

Turning around, I saw a tall, black man.

"Get out of my way, or I'll teach you a lesson with my Big Dick."

Seeing that one of her legs was thicker than her waist, Lux wisely walked to the side and waited patiently.

But while she wanted to wait, others did not.

"Who's this idiot who's interrupting my show?"

Ryan frowned. He came here for the fun, but a pile of shit jumped out and polluted his view.

He pointed at the image provided by Eagle Eye and made a snapping gesture with his fingers.

With a sharp crack, the black man who was about to speak was struck as if by a heavy punch, his steps faltering and his eyes rolling back.

After staggering a few steps, he crashed into the barbed wire next to the white man, getting a cut on his skin, and finally fell headfirst to the ground.

"Stray dogs."

Ryan said coldly that he hated it when someone jumped out to make their presence known while he was watching a show, as it ruined the immersion.

Lux stared blankly at the scene before her, unable to explain what was happening with any of her past knowledge.

Am I cursed?

She shivered, and at the white man's urging, accepted the relief meal and walked to the side.

Behind her were homeless people who hadn't been able to buy hot dogs, probably cursing the two untrustworthy employees in their hearts.

Lux walked to a secluded corner to prepare her lunch.

[Received the first food item, earned 1 point]

"Huh?"

The system's sudden notification made her pause.

Along with the reward, a new hint also appeared.

[The basic game interface has been unlocked. Please keep up the good work!]

Before Lux could react, she saw a 3D projection suddenly appear in front of her, which looked exactly like herself.

Immediately afterwards, the man sitting opposite her, who had been grinning foolishly and whose hands were trembling, also had a new thing on his head.

【? ? ? (50%)】

She looked across the street, where the black man who had suddenly collapsed was being ignored.

Even the kind-looking white man handing out relief meals was ignored.

【？？？（35%)】He also has it on his head, unlike others, but he is different because his green bar is constantly descending, revealing the red underneath.

HP!

For some reason, this game setting suddenly popped into her head.

Can she see other people's HP bars?

Not only that, she could also see a message suddenly pop up from the food in her hand.

[Near-Expiry Food:] Consumption may cause diarrhea in low probability and gastritis in very low probability. Mold Countdown: 2 days.

The phone next to me also has messages.

[Fruit 17:] One phone still has 50% battery remaining. It's worth noting that the phone is 7 days overdue, and the late payment fee has reached $5.

"Really? Why are you telling me this...?"

Lux hung her head and covered her face; she was somewhat frantic.

She originally intended to ask an illegal immigrant for some money to top up her phone credit, but it turned out like this.

Lux considered herself a law-abiding citizen, but fate played a cruel joke on her.

Could it be because she helped Black Rabbit locate the mother who ran away because she couldn't repay her debts?

"Forget it, let's focus on the present."

Lux exhaled and looked at the food beside her. Although the system warned that she might get diarrhea, she decided to eat since her hunger level had reached 35%.

While eating, I browsed the skill shop.

[Apprentice-level combat skills], [Apprentice-level horsemanship], [Apprentice-level cooking skills]...

She was dazzled by the array of skills, but she filtered them all out.

I'm grateful that I've spent so many years surfing the internet, which has prevented Lux ​​from being overwhelmed by information.

If she had seen these skills a day earlier, she would have chosen them without hesitation, but now she can only choose to survive.

Among all the skills, Lux spotted one.

[Trash Detection]: Releases an invisible ripple, highlighting all usable waste within a 20-meter radius for 1 minute, with a 1-minute cooldown. Price: 1 point

Could it be... that she's going to collect recyclables?

Watching the homeless man in a coat walk past her, and then looking at herself in a thin sweatshirt.

Lux bit her lip; her once glossy lips, coated with lipstick, had now dried out. Perhaps in a few days, she would become like the other homeless people.

The thought of that future sent chills down her spine.

This one is fine!