People in America started by developing the Yellow Turban Army.

In fact, MacArthur Park is also homeless, and there are many vendors selling enhancement products there, so various crimes are also common.

This is also why Lin Zhiyong insisted that Chen Pingan get the gun before he came.

Even before you arrive at MacArthur Park, you can see homeless people lying on both sides of the road, seemingly oblivious to their fate.

"This will do!"

Chen Ping'an spoke up because his talisman water technique needed to be upgraded to save 10 people, but he didn't know if the others would count after he saved more than 10.

There's no need to go to crowded places, even if Lin Zhiyong's idea is to help him gain fame and influence.

No need!

The car stopped, and Chen Ping'an opened the car door and got out.

Wearing a Taoist headscarf, a yellow Taoist robe, and shoes with the ten directions on his feet, he held a whisk in his hand and walked down the aisle, looking every bit the Taoist master. His clean and refreshing appearance made him instantly likable.

But this idea only applies to people who come and go. For homeless people, unless they are queuing up for near-expiry food or picking up trash, the best way for them to cope with time is to sleep.

Because sleeping does not deplete physical energy.

Although there are frequent church and charitable events that distribute near-expiry food to people living on the streets of America.

But overall, there are too many wolves and not enough meat.

Sometimes when you get there and want to queue up, they've already given out all the food.

So even if you want to get near-expiry food, you need to have experience, know where it is frequently distributed, and how much is distributed.

Does it taste good?

What kind of things do ordinary people like to send?

Is it food, or some other random stuff?

Those who are interested will create a plan, deciding which day of the week and where to queue to get what they want.

But very few people have that ability!

After all, according to America's own survey report, even after completing the twelfth grade, 57% of people across the United States still cannot understand an English essay.

English is their mother tongue!

They couldn't even read the words; they were in twelfth grade, and they didn't even know where they were in their studies.

This is why very few people can plan well which day of the week and which location will distribute relief food, near-expiry food, and used clothing.

More often than not, it's about taking things as they come. But taking things as they come doesn't bring comfort; it means going hungry once a day, and perhaps nine times in three days.

Hunger leads to the body's protest and weakens physical strength, so sleeping when hungry is the best way to maintain energy.

Right in front of Chen Ping'an was a person lying in the corner, with a piece of cardboard underneath them and a tattered blanket draped over their body.

She was curled up like that, and it was hard to tell whether she was asleep or not.

However, Chen Pingan heard his breathing, which was very faint and weak.

"Hey, sir!"

"Wake up!"

The homeless man slowly raised his eyelids and found two Eastern men standing in front of him. One of them was thin and looked normal, while the other was a tall, strong young Eastern man dressed in strange clothes with bright eyes, who was looking at him with concern.

"What?"

After being hungry for a long time, the homeless man was unwilling to talk much, wanting to conserve his energy so that he could perhaps hold out until the next time the neighborhood distributed near-expiry food!

"Sir, I think you must be thirsty and hungry!"

Here's a bowl of water. Please drink it; it should help you regain some strength!

An oriental man dressed in strange yellow clothes waved the tail-like thing in his hand and handed over a disposable paper bowl.

The bowl contained water. The homeless man, who had struggled to sit up, took a closer look and saw that the water in the bowl was clear.

There were no bubbles, nothing else, not a single impurity; it was just water.

However, water is fine too!

Drinking water when hungry can at least appease the hunger pangs, so the homeless man took the paper bowl from the Asian man in front of him. His hands, weak from hunger, trembled slightly as he brought the bowl of water to his lips.

Ok?

The homeless man twitched his nose, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

A fragrant aroma of grain wafted from the bowl, giving him a brief, intoxicating feeling.

So is this alcohol?

The homeless man quickly took a sip, fearing it was strong liquor and that he, a homeless man who had been starving for days, might kill himself by gulping down a mouthful of strong liquor.

He was disappointed!

The bowl doesn't contain wine, but water—very sweet water!

Moreover, it has a very unique and rich grain aroma, and is very sweet.

The homeless man greedily took a big gulp; the sweetness of the water flowed into his throat like a warm current, filling his entire stomach.

It then spread from his stomach throughout his entire body, giving his long-starved body the feeling of returning to the human world.

This is not water!

The homeless man looked up in surprise at the two Asian men in front of him: "What are these?"

The tall, thin Eastern man didn't speak, but the strangely dressed Eastern man who handed him the water smiled and said, "You can think of it as holy water!"

However, in our Eastern culture, we call it talismanic water!

I am a Taoist priest from the East, and I have some special methods to produce these kinds of talismanic water.

Drinking the talismanic water will dispel hunger, restore strength, and bring you back to life.

The homeless man wanted to ask something, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the water in the bowl. He lowered his head and gulped down the water in one go.

And incredibly, it replenished his energy even faster than eating normal food, giving him a rosy complexion.

Wow!

The homeless man's age was hard to guess, but he had looked like he was about to die. Now he had the strength to sit up and stand up steadily.

He clenched his fist in disbelief, feeling the power within his body.

Although I haven't recovered much, this is the feeling a well-fed person should have.

He glanced at the two Asian men in front of him, thanked them, and after thinking for a moment, shamelessly extended his empty paper bowl and said:

"Thanks!"

"But I want to ask, is that magical holy water still available?"

I want to regain some more strength!

When the other party asked that question, Chen Ping'an felt his attribute panel jump, and a slight understanding of the Dao of Talismans surged into his mind.

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She finally jumped!

It's not easy!

If they weren't on the street, Chen Ping'an might have jumped up and down to express his joy.

It seems we've found the right approach.

He was right a couple of days ago; the people he rescued had also been flooded, but he hadn't counted them.

Perhaps because it wasn't sent separately or specifically for the purpose of sending the talisman water, the system doesn't count it in this proficiency level.

Now, donning a Taoist robe and earnestly using talismanic water to help people, that skill level is commendable.

Since that's the case, the Taiping Dao's talisman water distribution and cultivation will begin now.

"Of course there are more!"

Chen Ping'an took an unopened bottle of mineral water from the car, unscrewed it, and poured half of it into the paper bowl in the homeless man's hand.

Then he put down the mineral water bottle, took out a yellow talisman, lit it with a lighter, and threw it into the disposable paper bowl that the homeless man was holding, which was half-filled with water.

The homeless man looked up in astonishment at the man from the East…