Chapter 2 Ethan Jones
Time travel is actually quite dreamy.

Because even Ethan himself didn't know why he, a Chinese man making a living in New York in 2023, came to America in 1975 two months ago and became the guy called Ethan Jones today.

Ethan only remembered that on the day he traveled through time, he was on his way to work.

Suddenly I heard a scream, saying that the bank had gone bankrupt, no one could withdraw money, and someone was about to jump off the building.

This big news made Ethan very excited. He wanted to know which unlucky guy had put money in Silicon Valley Bank, which only accepts institutional deposits.

but……

As soon as he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw a shadow falling from the sky and getting bigger and bigger.

Then his eyes went dark and he came here.

It was the first time that Ethan encountered such a thing where a lifetime passed in the blink of an eye, and he was a little excited.

After all, this is a reopening! It’s the dream of countless people!

But after he integrated the memories of the original owner of his body, he was no longer happy.

The reason is simple, it's just because the story of this child is really tragic.

Ethan Jones was born in Santa Clara County, California in 1955. His mother was a tenured university teacher and his father was a professional soldier.

According to common sense, a family with a stable job should have a very happy life.

Unfortunately, when the original owner of this body was nine years old, his father was forced to go to the battlefield of Jiaozhi because of the Beibu Gulf Incident. When he was ten years old, he stayed there forever because he was covering the evacuation of his comrades in the Delang River Valley. And his mother, after receiving the news from the front, became depressed and eventually passed away.

Of course, if that were all, then it would be fine.

What is truly disgusting is the compensation Ethan Jones received.

Since Ethan Jones's father did not die directly on the battlefield, but died of wound infection during treatment after he withdrew from the front line, his name did not become one of the 58315, and therefore he could not enjoy the highest standard of sacrifice compensation from the United States.

Those soldiers who are confirmed can bring a burial fund of nearly $1,000 to their families, as well as a one-time pension of nearly $30,000, and a life insurance payment of $80,000 to $90,000 paid by the insurance company. In addition, their families can also enjoy very good welfare subsidies, such as a living allowance of about $1,000 per year for underage children, and a monthly subsidy that all family members can receive according to the national income standard.

But what about those that haven’t been confirmed?
For example, the pension Ethan Jones received was only a few thousand dollars, which was several times less than the tens of thousands of dollars others received. The life insurance money paid by the insurance company was also reduced accordingly due to the circumstances of the death.

Fortunately, even though the original owner of this body suffered the death of both parents and different compensations, he did not join any hippie anti-war organization or get involved with those grass-fighting guys. Instead, he continued to complete his junior high and high school education, and found a marketing job at the California branch of Milova.

The first task I received was to send invitations to colleagues in the electronic game industry under the leadership of my leader, asking them to arrive at Milova's new product launch conference on time, because at that time, Milova would announce to the world that it had created the world's first commercial home game console, Odyssey.

But unfortunately, when writing the invitation letter, Ethan Jones sent a letter to a man named Nolan Bushnell. After watching the new product launch of Milova, this guy directly copied the built-in table tennis game and created an arcade machine called "Pong".

Then, this guy founded a company that was epoch-making in the history of video games, Atari.

In just two years, this company grew from nothing to earn tens of millions of U.S. dollars!
When this fact was placed before the original owner of the body, he was worried that he would be held accountable and called himself unlucky, so he died of depression.

And now, it can only be Ethan who traveled through time and space at a low cost.

As for why it is cheap?

That’s because Ethan has experienced the baptism of the Internet age!

Ethan, who came from the era of information explosion, knew clearly that the pressure on the original owner of the body was purely the result of capitalist PUA!
Can you hold someone accountable just by sending an invitation? Is Atari's profit the same as its loss?
What a joke!
If this is possible, then those who say that their gender is an aircraft carrier will also become aircraft carriers, right?
In this case, why would America even bother repairing the USS Ford?
Just by saying it, there will be countless more nuclear-powered money printing machines in the world!
cut~
While recalling the past, Ethan Jones also found his Chevrolet in the parking lot of Milova. He drove this second-hand car, which he bought for $500, to the most powerful local Wells Fargo Bank and deposited the $2320 he had just received into it.

Although this money is compensation, it still needs to be declared and taxed. In America, this kind of income is considered punitive compensation paid by the employer and does not require social security tax, but does require income tax.

However, the tax filing process in America requires reporting the previous year's income before April 4th of each year, and last year's income has already been handled by the original owner of the body, so the rest can be dealt with next year.

Ethan got back in the car, turned around, and stopped when he passed Kroger, the largest supermarket in America.

I went in and bought four dozen eggs at 77 cents a dozen, five pounds of bread at 28 cents a pound, six pounds of beef at $1.39 a pound, and two two-gallon buckets of milk at $1.57 a gallon.

Add California's 6.5% sales tax and the total came to $17.

After loading the things into the car, we sped towards Los Gatos.

Because Ethan's home is there.

MILO's California branch is located in Fremont, Alameda County, only thirty miles away from Los Gatos, Santa Clara County, and can be reached in a maximum of forty minutes by taking Highway 880.

At about noon, Ethan Jones' Chevrolet stopped in this small town of only 20,000 people. He walked into a two-story country villa with his things in hand. As soon as he entered the house, a milky smell of butter entered his nose.

"Oh! Aunt Linda! Are you frying steak?"

Ethan smelled the fragrance and walked into the kitchen. The noise behind him made a middle-aged woman who was busy in front of the gas stove turn her head.

Then she started waving the steak tongs and laughing.

"Yeah! Ethan! You have a nice nose. I'm frying steak! What I bought today is a new type of beef, which is said to be a new breed of Wagyu and Angus cattle. It has not yet been mass-produced and is only in the breeding stage. I don't know whether it is true or not, but when I was choosing it, the marble pattern was very beautiful. Of course, its price is also very beautiful. Five pounds of fillet cost me fifteen dollars! That's fifteen dollars! My God! Why don't they rob people!"

Ethan laughed at the way she spoke, which sounded like a woman's florid voice. He raised the thing in his hand to show it, and then said regretfully: "Aunt Linda, if I had known you could buy such good beef, I wouldn't have gone to Kroger."

"Hey! Kid! What are you talking about!"

Aunt Linda glared at Ethan unhappily, then took the thing from Ethan's hand like a treasure.

"Beef is a good thing, and you can never have too much of it! Because of the oil issue, the prices of everything on the market are rising like crazy. Buying it a day earlier is like buying it at a bargain! What? You also bought eggs and milk? Oh! You did a great job on this matter for the Gu family, my baby!"

Aunt Linda stuffed the things into the refrigerator and then wanted to hug Ethan.

But before she could reach out her hand, another sturdy voice came over, "Ethan, what did you do today to make Linda so happy? I haven't even driven the car into the yard yet, but I've heard the sound of surprise coming from the house. Do you know what that feels like? It feels like Henry Fonda seeing gold!"

The loud voice made the two turn their heads.

Then they saw a middle-aged man wearing a linen shirt and jeans.

This man had a rosacea and a big belly that all mature men cannot avoid, and he thrust his belly forward when he spoke.

"Oh, honey, you're back."

When Aunt Linda saw him, she opened her arms.

"Yes, I'm done."

Middle-aged men smile and hug.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Thomas."

Ethan Jones is no exception.

"Good afternoon, Ethan."

Uncle Thomas also patted his nephew on the vest a few times.

After greeting each other, he also learned from his lover the reason for the other party's excitement.

At the same time, he also discovered a problem with his sharp mind.

"Ethan, didn't you go to work this morning? How do you have time to go to the supermarket so early in the morning?"

"Isn't it because what I told you before has come true?"

Ethan did not hide anything and said casually, "I was fired. I received the notice as soon as I got to work."

Uncle Thomas was stunned by his nephew's words, and then he immediately smiled and said, "Is that so? No wonder! I was wondering why you came back at noon today. You usually go out early and come back late."

While talking, he pulled out a box of Winston from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Ethan. Seeing his nephew waving his hand, he regretfully put it in his mouth and took out a lighter to light it.

"It's good that you don't like smoking." He muttered.

While puffing away at the cigarette, he continued, "Ethan, don't be sad. Being fired is a good thing. Milova may be a good company, but the management inside stinks like shit! You clearly sent the invitation letter according to the list given by the leader. You didn't invite outsiders without authorization, and you didn't leave out any important people. But in this case, after something went wrong, they actually pushed the responsibility onto you? Damn! Such beasts will go to hell!"

"But now it's good. You've left that damn place! Even if you don't get compensation, you can find a better place to live next. This is actually a relief for you. This is really God's blessing!"

Uncle Thomas crossed himself.

“But I got compensation,” Ethan said.

"What?" Uncle Thomas was a little surprised. "Did you get compensation?"

"Yes, 2N+1 compensation, and this week's salary." Ethan smiled and pointed to his temple, "I just used a little bit of my brain, and a little bit of Magic must defeat magic."

"Oh! This is simply great!" Uncle Thomas patted Ethan on the shoulder happily, and then said loudly to his wife: "Linda! Do you still have the white wine from Gallo Winery?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Aunt Linda, who had been listening, replied immediately.

"I want to have a few drinks with Ethan! To celebrate his leaving that damn company!" Uncle Thomas put his arm around Ethan and laughed, "I believe this will mean a brand new start for him! Those ignorant guys in Milova will definitely regret their decision today!"

(End of this chapter)

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