In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

After learning what had happened from Li Xiao, the security personnel exclaimed in amazement, "Dude, you're really something! You dared to snatch a corpse from a drug addict? You've got guts!"

"Are you from the University of Tokyo?"

That last sentence is clearly an old joke that only people in China can understand.

"Damn, you're from the same hometown? Your eyes and features clearly don't look like those of a native of Dongda University!" The security personnel exclaimed, using profanity to express their excitement.

There was a fat corpse nearby waiting for him to butcher, but he received a call informing him of a big order on a street not far away, so he rushed over in time.

"I'm of mixed race, and I'm here to study."

"So you're saying your mom is white?"

"Yes," Li Xiao replied, somewhat confused. Why was this person suddenly going off on such a tangent?

"Brother, I have to say you're lucky. If you had a white dad, you'd probably be stuck with the surname XN forever. Okay, let me introduce myself. My name is Kong Xuan. I graduated from medical school and work part-time as a mortician. My ancestral home is Shandong, you should know that, right?"

"My name is Li Xiao, and I am a descendant of a sage."

Li Xiao nodded, but he didn't quite understand the phrase "xn". Why were the children of white fathers in such a bad situation?

"Don't be confused, America is a country where racism is rampant. If your mother were Asian and married here, your fate would basically be terrible—either death or being abused to the point of groin. Do you know the word 'cunning'?"

"Genestealers of the Tyranids?"

"Heh, you're a Warhammer person too, I guessed right," Kong Xuan snapped his fingers, then walked towards the woven bag. "Not to be harsh, but some people marry here just for a green card. Think about it, do you think a purely self-serving marriage would treat you like a human being? Besides, a white father giving birth to an Asian face makes it easy to lose white citizenship. By the way, where are you from?"

"From Nanjing"

"Nanjing is a great place. My ancestral temple is there, and it's become a tourist attraction. When you go back to China, remember to introduce me to some girls from Nanjing."

It was clear that Kong Xuan had a lot to say, and he walked to the woven bag while talking.

"Damn, you managed to get your hands on this guy? You've got some skills, kid," Kong Xuan said in surprise as he untied the woven bag and looked at Paul, who was lying there like a dead pig.

"My friends and I paid a heavy price to subdue him; we even wore out our stun guns."

"These young people these days are something else. We've been watching this guy for a long time. His body is worth more than all the Gundams here. To explain, in the eyes of us corpse collectors, these corpses are like detachable Gundams." Kong Xuan took off his hat, revealing a rugged face with thick eyebrows and a square face. Li Xiao almost thought he saw Guo Jing.

[Child of Krypton, you have encountered a mysterious merchant from the Immortal Celestial Empire.]

You can receive random rewards by engaging in transactions with them.

"Brother, let's get down to business. How about we get these Gundams?" Li Xiao stood up and untied all the remaining bags. He had heard stories of fellow villagers ripping each other off, and he was afraid the other party would rip him off.

"Tsk," Kong Xuan clicked his tongue, squatted down, and carefully examined the corpse's mouth and limbs. "Many of these corpses are severely decomposed and there's no useful information, especially that Gundam that's been soaked in water and has a broken leg."

Li Xiaojing waited for his analysis, explaining that selling things meant accepting criticism, including haggling.

"I'll give you $400 for the waterlogged corpse, and $640 for each of the rest. As for the most valuable one, I'll offer you $3000. How about that price? Can you accept it?"

Li Xiao glanced at Constantine on the ground. If the guy were awake, he would know the price, but he wanted to try to persuade him with his eloquence.

"Brother, we went through a lot of trouble to bring these bodies out. Look," Li Xiao pulled over the unconscious Constantine, "this brother of mine almost lost his life in there. By the way, he was kicked out of his house for losing $400 from his father, and he's been waiting to make up for it this time. How about this, I won't ask for too much, just 640 for good luck, 688, which sounds like 'get rich all the way,' isn't that a good omen?"

Li Xiao felt as if his lips were fitted with a pick, and some of the words almost slipped out of his mouth.

"Hmm, these are the kids from the Redneck family, right?" Kong Xuan examined them for a moment and came to a conclusion. Then he nodded thoughtfully. "Sigh, they're all pitiful people wandering on the verge of being killed. Alright, we'll buy the rest of the corpses at 688 each." After Kong Xuan finished speaking, he took out a wad of US dollars from his pocket, counted it, and handed it to Li Xiao. "Check it."

Li Xiao didn't expect that this deal would actually go through. After checking the amount, he found that the original price of 7528 had been reduced to 7600.

The idea of ​​using eloquence to further promote the price was nipped in the bud.

People are easy to talk to, so you can't be too greedy.

"Thanks, bro. By the way, do you have any antidote? My friend seems to have been poisoned and passed out."

Kong Xuan glanced at it and took out a small bag of powder from his pocket. "It's caused by wound infection and physical weakness. This is antibiotics. Take it back and mix it with water for him to drink. Squeeze out the blood from the wound and then sprinkle some more on it. It should be fully healed."

"Thank you," Li Xiao bowed. He retracted his speculation. Kong Xuan was a kind-hearted person. After the food delivery incident, he knew how precious antibiotics were in America, but this man delivered a pack without batting an eye.

"I also have a gold ring here, look?" Li Xiao felt that he was being a bit shameless, taking advantage of someone.

"Hey, you're treating me like a dumping ground." Kong Yuan examined the gold ring for a few moments, then shook his head. "I don't know much about gold. If you trust me, I'll find someone I know to consult you. By the way, here's my contact information. I'll call you later."

Kong Xuan handed over his business card, which Li Xiao accepted.

Since the man was willing to donate antibiotics free of charge, Li Xiao felt he was someone worth entrusting his business to: "Then I'll have to trouble you, brother."

"Call me when you have time. Remember not to touch drugs and study hard." After loading the body into the car, Kong Xuan rolled down the window and gave this instruction before stepping on the gas and disappearing into the street.

"You successfully completed a transaction exceeding the amount agreed upon with the mysterious merchant through your fluent speech."

[Skill reward already issued: Proficiency in Anatomy Practice]

Knowledge flowed into my mind like a gentle stream, from a thorough analysis of human anatomy to the precise suturing of capillaries, meticulously etched into my memory.

Looking at Constantine lying dead, Li Xiao took out a butterfly knife and made a small incision on the bruise. With his knowledge of anatomy, he cut just the right amount of flesh, allowing the blood to flow out on its own.

Black liquid continued to flow down his trouser leg, but Constantine showed no reaction.

Soon, the liquid turned from black to red. Li Xiao opened the bag, carefully sprinkled some powder on it, unzipped the bag, took out a sanitary napkin from his backpack, and applied it.

Constantine's home was unknown, so for now, the only option was to take him to a place to stay.

Li Xiao carried him to the riverbank, washed him clean, made sure he had no odor, and carried him towards his residence.

On the way, he bought himself a Mexican chicken wrap, gave Constantine a large cup of hot cocoa, and of course packed Carla with fries and a hamburger. Bringing a stranger home, he had to make up for it in some way.

It was 11 p.m. when I got home. Luckily, Kara was already in the room, and I could hear her snoring faintly.

He helped Constantine take off his clothes, quickly washed himself, and lay down on the bed. So much had happened that day that even his body was exhausted, and he soon fell asleep.