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

"That's about checking the little video on the USB drive."


Sieg twitched at the corner of his mouth.


Allen Zhang sighed, "Haven't I told you to take care of your health? Is that thing really so appealing?"


"Fine then, let me ask you this, how many times did you masturbate yesterday?" Allen Zhang inquired.


"..." Sieg was left speechless and muttered, "That's my privacy! I have the right not to answer you."


Allen Zhang couldn't be bothered to argue, "Go wash your face, tidy up a bit, we've got a big task to handle."


"I'll be waiting in the car." Allen Zhang didn't answer him directly but just turned and left.


Allen Zhang waited in the Jeep for a few minutes before Sieg finally showed up, belatedly sitting down and buckling up, asking again, "So what is the job exactly?"


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