I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

As if seeing through Karen's hesitant thoughts, Li Ang continued:

"Miss Karen, you think they at least raised me and gave me life, right?"

Karen nodded hesitantly.

Li Ang shook his head:

"No, to them, I was just a tool, a long-term investment. Their only purpose in having me was to wait for me to turn twenty-one."

"At that time, as a natural-born U.S. citizen, I can help these two people file for family-based immigration and get green cards. That's the whole point of them raising me. Simply because I'm a key to their legal status."

Karen was completely stunned.

As an elite officer in the precinct, she was certainly familiar with U.S. immigration law.

According to immigration law, the United States follows the "birthright citizenship principle".

This is what is known as "birthright citizenship".

In other words, as long as a child is born on U.S. soil, regardless of the parents' nationality, status, or whether they entered the country legally, the child automatically acquires U.S. citizenship.

It's important to understand that a green card generally only grants permanent residency, while citizenship offers greater rights and privileges.

Children of citizens can apply for family-based immigration for their parents who have entered the country illegally or overstayed their visas, and obtain green card status once they turn 21.

Of course, this is on the premise that they can keep evading arrest by ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and survive until Li Ang comes of age.

Karen understood this, and a chill immediately crept up her spine.

If what Li Ang said is true, then his so-called parents probably treated him less like a tool than they would like a human being.

After all, you'd feel bad if your tools broke, and you'd be anxious if you lost your keys.

Li Ang, on the other hand, is a long-term investment that requires continuous investment and has an extremely long payout period.

Karen looked down at the coffee stains left at the bottom of the cup, feeling a mix of bitterness and embarrassment.

She was a little distressed by her lack of words and didn't know how to comfort Li Ang.

Li Ang suddenly smiled and said in a relaxed tone:

"But come to think of it, the best thing my parents ever did in their lives was probably drinking at home and accidentally burning themselves to death. It was because of that that I was fortunate enough to be adopted by Fiona and have a real home."

Hearing Fiona's name jolted Karen out of her heavy thoughts, a surge of more complex emotions welling up inside her.

She remembered the pale, thin, but bright and resolute blonde girl in the hospital.

I recall the genuine care that the blonde girl showed to Li Ang in the hospital.

Unfortunately, kidney failure is considered one of the most terrifying death traps in America; even the average middle-class person can't survive it, let alone this orphaned brother and sister...

Perhaps it won't be long before Leon loses Fiona again...

That poor kid, why is he so unlucky...?

Thinking about this, Karen's heart almost broke.

Oh God, how could you be so cruel to a person?

That's what she thought, but Karen still sincerely offered her blessings:

"Fiona is a good person, she will get better. You two siblings deserve a better future."

Li Ang gave Karen a deep look and nodded:

"Yes. She will get better. I will make her better. I will do anything to do that."

The resolute tone in Li Ang's words sent a shiver down Karen's spine.

She remembered that Li Ang had worked part-time at an underground club to earn money, and a sense of worry rose in her heart.

Before she could say anything more, Li Ang had already finished the rest of the sandwich and coffee, neatly crumpled the wrapper into a ball, and accurately tossed it into the trash can a few steps away.

"Thank you for breakfast, Miss Karen. Tonight... oh, this morning, thanks to you so much!"

Li Ang stood up, stretched his stiff shoulders, and his face once again displayed that standard, obedient Chinese-American smile:

"I need to hurry home and change my clothes, or I'll be late for school. Miss Karen, you should also go home and rest. Staying up late is bad for your skin. You can't just ignore these natural laws because you're pretty."

Li Ang's teasing remark successfully caused Karen's cheeks, which had just calmed down, to heat up again.

Karen waved her hand, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, and said urgently:

"You brat, get out of here!"

Li Ang stood at attention, grinned, and gave Karen a standard military salute:

"Yes, sir!"

Karen, who had just been immersed in a low mood, couldn't help but laugh at Li Ang's quirky antics, and in an instant, she became incredibly charming.

Without a second thought, Li Ang smiled, turned around, pushed open the convenience store door, and ran away.

……

Li Ang ran through the empty streets, his lungs contracting and expanding powerfully, the cold morning air making his mind exceptionally clear.

Just then, the system notification sounded in his mind again:

[Ding~ Heavenly Secret Talisman intelligence analysis complete!]

[Intelligence Summary: A very bad omen!]

[Three days later, at 1:45 AM, Karen Jackson, a constable from the Six Doors, will be patrolling during curfew when she stumbles upon a Kunlun slave evil cultivator trading hallucinogenic pills at the Langfang Ghost Market. She will die in the line of duty.]

At the same time, a clear panoramic view of the New York City streets unfolded in Li Ang's mind.

The map is centered on his current neighborhood, and all details are rapidly zoomed in.

From street names and building outlines to even the trash cans in the back alleys, everything is clearly visible.

Two blocks away, above an underground pedestrian passage at a subway station connecting Jerome Avenue and Eighth Avenue, a scarlet skull icon is flashing continuously.

Li Ang abruptly stopped, his breathing becoming somewhat disordered due to the sudden system notification.

He leaned against the cold fire hydrant by the roadside, trying to process the information.

Thanks to his years of experience reading overseas versions of Xianxia novels on Qidian, the wording of this system prompt, though obscure, was not difficult for Li Ang to understand.

The so-called "three quarters of the midnight hour" refers to 11:45 PM.

"Boukuai" naturally refers to the police.

"Patrolling under curfew" probably refers to nighttime patrols?

Meanwhile, a so-called evil cultivator from Kunlun was trading hallucinogenic pills in the Langfang ghost market...

Is it referring to a Black man who was selling drugs in an underpass?

Then Karen happened to bump into this person while on patrol.

Karen was tragically killed during the firefight.

After sorting through the information, a chill ran down Li Ang's spine and up to his head.

Karen will die?

Will he die in a dirty, dark underground passage in the early hours of three days later?

At this point, Li Ang had three choices.

One option is to respect Karen's fate and remain indifferent, as it's none of my business.

Obviously, Li Ang would not do that.

Not to mention that Karen is an upright and kind police officer, and she even offered me a lot of helpful assistance tonight.

Even just because she was a system-certified intermediate-level furnace cauldron, and could yield treasure chests after being subdued, Li Ang couldn't possibly just stand by and watch her die.

What rewards can be obtained from the treasure chest is still unknown.

But clearly, this is the best chance right now to change Fiona's situation.

Li Ang vowed to fight for it with his life.