Gray-White Orange

When Allen Zhang opened my eyes, he found himself on the free air of the West Coast. 
He became a city explorer. 
He started off with no dog, no identity, not even a tent. 
Fortunately, he gained a daily intelligence system and made many like-minded friends. 
[Daily Intelligence: At the club on 134 Hopson Street, there are a large number of recyclable cans and clear beverage bottles in the green trash bin in the alley.] 
[Daily Intelligence: In the red trash can on 96 Eito Street, there are unfinished burgers and 7 fresh flowers, as well as an unopened bottle of Pinot Noir red wine.] 
[Daily Intelligence: Your good neighbor Jesse has a scratch-off lottery ticket worth $5000 in their tent!]
[Daily Intelligence: Mike's junkyard is selling a 1976 GMC camper van that has been parked in the suburbs for twenty years for a low price of $200. Details: At the Old Pick Garage, there is someone who can fix it.] 
Fxxk!! Life has turned into a ridiculous scavenger game. 
Allen Zhang decides to start leveling up from the streets of the novice village, striving for a better tomorrow.

America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

"Sir, do you need any help? What would you like to drink?"


Allen Zhang had a look around upon entering, and a nearby Bunny Girl waitress quickly caught up with him, considerately asking if he required any service.


Allen Zhang glanced at her: bunny ears, fluffy rabbit tail pompom, blonde hair and blue eyes, with freckles on her face, an average figure, and rather ordinary looks.


He thought it would seem pretty irrational to ask where the trash bins were as soon as he walked in, perhaps he would be kicked out like a stinking beggar.


Unlike the streets where he could freely start a fight, searching through the trash on someone else's turf was indeed a bit tricky.


He promptly took out a roll of thick Paper Currency, pulled out a 5 US Dollar note, placed it on her tray, and replied: "Anything will do."


Chapter 39 Bar Business