Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

However, this check-in function really caught Zhao Hao's eye!

Although signing in only adds 4 Fate Points, if you can sign in every day, it's still a considerable amount of income!

Zhao Hao learned from the Destiny Card System that he is currently at the mortal level, so he can get 1 to 5 Destiny Points by signing in.

Double sign-in rewards every Sunday, five times the sign-in rewards at the end of each month, and ten times the sign-in rewards at the end of each year!

You'll also receive cards on certain special holidays.

For example, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and I received an extra [Five-Colored Rope] for signing in!

Taking a middle value, with 3 Fate Points per day, not counting Sundays, the end of the month, and the end of the year, it would only take 300 days to do a 10-pull!

Besides, even though I don't know how to upgrade yet, I can't stay a mortal forever, right?

Haha, stay calm and don't get cocky, I'm going to be a god!

I know this trick like the back of my hand! "Sign in for ten years, and you'll be invincible upon re-entering the game!"

"Life is getting better and better!"

After getting up, Zhao Hao followed the style of Black Tiger Afu and practiced a set of Wanxiang Fist to loosen his muscles and bones. Then he washed up and ate a simple breakfast of bread and milk.

I started researching materials and textbooks, especially my high school history books.

He needs to see the general history of this world!

Zhao Hao discovered that the history of this world is very different, and the geography is also very different.

But overall, there is only one butterfly, and that is the State of Song.

(This part was cut; it wasn't allowed to be broadcast.)

……

In short, as long as it doesn't involve East Asia excessively, there won't be much change.

For example, both World Wars were fought, the Axis powers were defeated, and Hitler was badly beaten.

Zhao Hao thought of the extraordinary beings and the inner world. If the outer world corresponding to the inner world is a normal, ordinary world, then the power of that world must be considerable.

It is quite possible that extraordinary individuals were involved in all these seemingly ordinary historical events.

The history of Ameriko is not much different from what Zhao Hao knows.

Of course, Zhao Hao hadn't specifically studied American history in his previous life. He only knew some historical terms, special periods, and famous events.

But that's enough for comparison!

For example, the Black civil rights movement, which hasn't shown much change in the past decade or so, has only just begun to show results.

For example, Native Americans suffered heavy losses during their westward expansion more than 160 years ago, but they were able to gain a foothold with the support of the Song people and eventually became one of the major ethnic groups in the country.

According to official statistics from Ameriko last year, the total population of Ameriko is now around 230 million, with Blacks making up 8.9%, Hispanics 11.5%, Asians 14.4% (including Native Americans, other Asians, and Soongs, with Soongs making up one-third of the population), and the vast majority of the remainder being white.

Meanwhile, America has been doing very well, with military bases, US dollars, oil, rockets, and nuclear weapons all flourishing, except for a few setbacks at the hands of the Song Dynasty.

The most recent example was the Annamese War, which ended just three years ago. The Ameriko soldiers suffered severe beatings in the jungle. It can be said that there have been no such devastating and inexplicable losses in the past twenty years of war!

As a result, a strong anti-war sentiment has emerged in China in the past two years!

Young people would rather have promiscuous sex and use drugs than be sent to the meat grinder of the battlefield.

The new cultures and movements that have emerged in recent years, such as rock and roll, hippies, and riots, are all the most direct forms of resistance.

It's worth mentioning that the Apollo moon landing in 1969 still has...

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Chapter 13 "The Troubles of Young Robin"

A quick look at the information only satisfies curiosity and doesn't bring about any change.

Zhao Hao spent a few minutes fixing Hughman's car, and seeing that the paint was a bit faded, he kindly gave it a new paint job!

Cyclone Charge Tornado! Hahahaha~~~

Just as he was preparing lunch, Gou Quan called again.

"Oh my Buddha! I heard Heidegger is dead?! Brother, what happened?" Gou Quan's exaggerated voice rang out, and Zhao Hao could almost see his wide-eyed expression.

"Your information network is quite impressive..."

"Well, to put it another way, this guy lured us to the party with ulterior motives! The other three died, and I was the only survivor. In the end, the police shot him dead. I can't say more details, so don't ask!"

Gou Quan truly lives up to his reputation as the most informant in Free City; his gossip is everywhere!

Colt had clearly stated that the Bureau of Mysteries would try to suppress the matter. Without any announcements or newspapers, this guy somehow managed to find out Heidegger was dead.

Finally, Zhao Hao said that he had found a job at an antique shop and would be there until the start of the semester.

The two agreed to meet tomorrow.

After lunch, Zhao Hao began to worry. It wasn't for any other reason than that even a hero like him was stumped by a single penny!

Daily necessities like eating, drinking, and using the toilet were already a burden; he barely managed to make ends meet thanks to a part-time job in mechanical processing introduced by Mr. Adams.

Now that I need to go to an antique shop for training, my source of income is becoming a problem!

Besides, the student loan was just signed and has to be repaid for twenty years! That's almost as much as housing prices!

The rise of lending practices in America and the prevalence of consumerism among young people are all driven by capitalists!

In Liberty City, the minimum annual income for the middle class is around $3, while the poorest members earn less than $1.

If things had continued as they were, Zhao Hao would have been struggling to stay above the poverty line until he could pay off his student loans!

I can't not make money! I'm in debt, the pressure is too much!

Zhao Hao felt that compared to superhumans and the inner world, his most important task was to find a source of income, otherwise he would starve!

What should I do?

Working is out of the question! Stealing electric bikes is beyond my skills. And besides, we don't even have those tools yet!

After much deliberation, I finally decided to go back to my old profession!

Write a novel!

Of course, there would be no online novels without computers, but Amei's publishing industry and various publications and magazines are very developed.

Moreover, Zhao Hao didn't intend to write anything too serious.

To make money, you have to do something a little unconventional!

What should I write? How about "Rebirth: I'm Your Brother, Surrounded by Beauties in the Celestial Empire"?

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Hao found paper and pen and wrote down the first line.

"Robin's high school grades were not ideal..."

Combining Eastern romance with Western classics creates a fusion of East and West—it's got potential! It's very promising!

I don’t know if it’s because high mental attributes are good for writing, but Zhao Hao’s inspiration was flowing like a torrent, and his writing was like that of a god!

Before I knew it, over 10,000 words had flown by!

Zhao Hao nodded in satisfaction. Since Gou Quan started living on the streets, his social circle had expanded.

Ask him tomorrow if he knows any underground publishers...

Zhao Hao was engrossed in writing, so engrossed that he forgot to eat and sleep, when he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. He then realized that he had been writing for three or four hours straight!

Goodness, if I had been this dedicated in my past life, I wouldn't have needed to transmigrate at all!

Zhao Hao didn't think much of it and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Elena, holding a plate with a beautiful design.

"Zhao Hao, did I disturb you? Mom made some delicious pudding and asked me to bring you some." Her pretty face was full of smiles.

Zhao Hao quickly stepped aside: "Please come in! Please thank Aunt Sarah for me."

Elena walked into the familiar house and found it to be much tidier.

The original owner of this body was, after all, just a 19-year-old living alone, and was usually quite sloppy. But Zhao Hao's mental age is almost 30 now, so it's naturally different. He tidied up his room a bit after dinner last night, so it's much neater now.

Elena put down her pudding and suddenly noticed an open notebook on the table. She'd only read the first sentence—Robin or something…—when Zhao Hao suddenly snatched it away!

"Ahem!" Zhao Hao coughed twice and put the notebook behind him. "I almost forgot about Hughman's car. I'll go get it for you..."

What's more embarrassing than an acquaintance finding out you're reading about the Imperial Uncle is probably an acquaintance finding out you're writing about the Imperial Uncle!

It almost turned into a small-scale social disaster!

However, Elena was very clever. Even though she didn't see any key information, she could tell from Zhao Hao's actions that it was probably something strange.

Zhao Hao went to get Hughman's car, and it took him a full five minutes. He only returned after he felt the awkwardness had barely subsided.

They chatted for another five or six minutes, and Zhao Hao almost wore a hole through his slipper with his toes.

Sigh~ the dough is still too thin.

However, Elena was quick-witted. Seeing that it wasn't a good time to chat, she took her car and said goodbye.

Recalling the faint, sweet smile that Elena gave before turning around, Zhao Hao leaned against the door and let out a silent scream.

Zhao Hao: What a disaster!

He would rather carry the Dragon Slayer Sword and chop down another Heidegger than have this happen!

Practice your boxing! Only by practicing boxing can you be completely focused!

Zhao Hao practiced the inexplicable Myriad Manifestations Fist Technique until late at night, when he was exhausted and fell asleep immediately.

Tonight's diary entry will be quite simple:

"My neighbor Elena found out I was writing erotica today! She found out! She found out! She found out!"

Seeing the inappropriate diary, Zhao Hao pulled the blanket over his head.

The next day was Sunday, and there was a double reward for checking in. I ended up drawing a 2-point card, so the double reward was only 4 points, the same as yesterday!

Zhao Hao wrote tens of thousands of words about Liu Bei, and then it was almost noon when he rushed to the small restaurant where he had arranged to meet Gou Quan.

With the economic downturn in recent years, life has not been easy for the lower classes.

And it is precisely at times like these that cheap, quick, and high-calorie fast food becomes increasingly popular.