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

Allen Zhang got the money and the receipt from old George, his entire fortunes now amounting to $29,831. His backpack was so stuffed he even considered getting a bank card.


Having left the pawnshop, he drove his pickup truck back towards the bridge tunnel camp.


At a stoplight, while waiting for it to change, he spotted a street performer band and immediately recognized Sandy, the lead singer with blue-dyed hair, sitting on a suitcase, a dog tethered to her side.


He waved out the window to get her attention. She noticed him, smiled, and waved back.


Allen didn't linger. As soon as the light turned green, he stepped on the gas and left the street behind.


Two blocks away from reaching the camp, Jennifer sent him a message.


Jennifer: Some drug junkies from the neighboring camp came looking for you, said they want to discuss something.


Jennifer: Pretty good. But they seem to be in bad shape, like they've been beaten up.


Chapter 128: Beasts