Chapter 15 The High Price of Free Food

Even if he became a superhuman, he couldn't abandon his promises halfway. Besides, distributing food for free not only accumulated merits, but also allowed him to witness the various aspects of life, which was quite interesting. So after dinner, Luke drove his yacht out again to prepare food with the volunteers of the Sunshine Food Bank and distribute it to the homeless on the main road.

A peaceful week passed like this. Every day, Luke used his mental power to nourish the extraordinary seeds, continued to cultivate his relationship with the "Miracle Seed - Fang", and then volunteered.

Another pleasant day.

Unlike the previous few days, today Luke and his team had an extra "companion", a white-haired old man who looked to be in his eighties or nineties, who also started distributing food not far from their food stall.

He had no helpers and probably just wanted to do something good, pushing a trolley with food purchased from the supermarket.

A plump female volunteer saw Luke looking over there and said regretfully, "Don't worry about that. He won't stay there for long. Private free food distribution is prohibited in Fort Lauderdale."

ha?
Luke was a little surprised. Is there such a rule?
Sure enough, not long after, several policemen came over and not only confiscated the food in the cart, but also arrested the old man.

Luke was completely stunned. In the free and democratic America, even doing good deeds would get you arrested?
Is there any more royal method!
Oh, yes, arresting him is against the law, so it’s okay.

Lei Mulin arrived a little later today and stood at the end of the line. Seeing that it would take a long time here, he went to queue with the elderly.

Unexpectedly, when it was almost his turn, the old man was arrested and his stall was confiscated.

Looking back at Luke's team, the homeless people who arrived later than him were almost getting their food.

hate it!

Every time we line up, the other team moves faster!
So hateful!
He said angrily: "Fuck! These policemen are really useless!"

Lei Mulin was accompanied by an old homeless man who had more than ten years of experience as a homeless person and was very familiar with the rules regarding the distribution of free food. He said in a sarcastic tone:

"This group of cunning rich people don't allow others to distribute food. They deliberately set up food distribution points far apart, and the food at each point is not particularly sufficient. If we want to receive food, we have to queue for a long time and spend a huge amount of time - and we may not even get it."

"They want us to focus on getting food every moment, to spend as much time as possible on each meal, to waste time queuing and rushing, and to fill our lives."

"In this way, we have no time to think, no time to work, and can only be homeless forever."

He said this very seriously, but Lei Mulin was completely unmoved.

He struggles in the United States just to enjoy the welfare of the lowest class. Only fools struggle!
I'm here just to lie down and claim the compensation that the old Buddha sent me back then!

He asked back, “Then why don’t you go to work?”

The old homeless man paused and said, "Why should I work if I have food to eat?"

Well, I am also lying down. So this is the American dream, lying down and dreaming after eating a full meal every day.

While chatting, the two returned to the line in front of Luke's stall.

At this time, after others explained, Luke also roughly understood the routine of free food.

It's nothing more than feeding them, but making them run around for food and lose their room for advancement in their busy and full lives. This is just the tip of the iceberg of class stratification in America.

But as a vested interest, and a white-skinned, yellow-hearted traverser, what does the solidification of the American class system and the decline of national strength have to do with me? Lei Mulin was lucky that today's food preparation was relatively sufficient, and there was still some left when it was his turn.

In the past few days, he often came to get food, and he and Luke had several exchanges, so they got to know each other. He was very thick-skinned, and he didn't feel ashamed when Luke exposed him as a Japanese. Instead, he looked very proud.

In addition, Luke also learned that his name was Lei Mulin, and he was from Shu, China. He had committed a crime and had been in jail. He heard that there was gold everywhere in America, so he went online to make a fortune.

Now that his wish to get rich is shattered, he is determined to lie down and become a useless person in America, consuming America's resources and resolutely not producing any value.

It can be considered a roundabout way to save the country, although the curvature of this curve is a bit too large.

During this long period of time, the pockmarked man who came with Lei Mulin to collect food never appeared again.

Based on the security situation in America, Luke guessed that he was most likely dead.

However, it’s obvious at first glance that these people have been bribed to come here. Seventy to eighty percent of them are spiritual Americans who are very dissatisfied with their country. If they want to get a green card in the future, they will basically have to rely on slandering their country in exchange for a “swear card.”

Apart from the small surprise when they first met, Luke didn't have much good impression of these people after he thought it through.

After handing Lei Mulin a piece of expiring bread and an unknown brand of drink as usual, Luke said, "Tomorrow is the last batch. We will temporarily stop distributing food the day after tomorrow. It may take a week before we come back. Do you have anywhere else to go during this time?"

Hearing Luke's words, Lei Mulin was not nervous at all. As the self-proclaimed No. 1 jungler in North America, he controlled four or five wild monster spawn points like the "Sunshine Food Bank". Losing this one would not affect his going to other places to "jungle", not to mention that he recently discovered a place where the food was better and more delicious than here.

"Don't worry. I heard that a church in the southern city is distributing free food recently. If you go early, you can even get hot fried chicken and milk." He held up his phone, took Luke into the camera, and said as usual: "God bless you!"

Luke was just asking casually. Although the situation in America was chaotic and crazy, the homeless people were basically just those who were beaten to death, frozen to death, or died of drug addiction. There were not many who starved to death.

There were many homeless people coming to get food during dinner time, and the long line gathered together in less than an hour before all the food was collected.

Good job!

This can be considered as a staged completion. As a superhuman and a rich second-generation, it is unlikely that Luke will personally participate in such activities in the future.

He said hello to the leader of the volunteers, left the task of cleaning up the mess to others, picked up the large backpack he was carrying, and walked away to go home.

Luke was just bored and used his mental power to nurture the "Seed of Miracle" for a while. He then skillfully opened the panel to check his current data.

This panel has also changed a lot as Luke's physical condition has changed, and it is very different from when it was first opened.

【Name】：Luke Williams
【Sex: Male

[Age]: 18 years old

[Occupation]: Lingya Apprentice
[Spiritual Power]: 100
[Extraordinary Seed]: Miracle Seed - Fang (Fusion Progress 13%)

【Normal Skills】:
[Firearms Mastery (Rifle)] Proficient

Painting (Expert)
[Extraordinary Skills]:
Toothache surgery

(End of this chapter)