My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Read before you know.

All characters in this book are over eighteen years old.

In terms of plot, the early part is more slice-of-life. To reiterate, the early part is a slice-of-life story, slice-of-life, slice-of-life. The protagonist's growth trajectory is a bit long. The plot will accelerate in the second half of 2006.

There are many female characters; if you mind that, there's nothing I can do.

There are plots that you'll want to see, like an eagle soaring through the sky, and sometimes they might appear every two or three chapters.

Additionally, characters that may appear include Gal Gadot (Wonder Woman), Hathaway, Ivanka, Amber Heard (Queen of the Sea), and Taylor Swift, etc. (This is a parallel world, please do not apply it to reality).

After the transitional chapters, the main storyline revolves around the protagonist's career development, with deep involvement in major events starting in 2008. During this period, there will be relatively less entertainment content and more political and business content.

With the acquisition of a stake in Time Warner, entertainment content will gradually increase.

In terms of plot, some parts are quite consistent with the real political landscape and entertainment industry in North America.

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Li Fu woke up with a severe headache, a pain that felt like being hit on the back of the head with a baseball bat.

His first thought upon regaining consciousness wasn't, "Where am I?" but rather, "Did I forget to turn off my computer again after working overtime until 3 a.m."

His memory was still stuck at his workstation, in front of him was the seventh version of the rejected requirements document.

A cup of Americano, long since cold, sat on the table.

He remembered glancing at the time in the lower right corner of his computer screen; it was 2:47 a.m.

Then he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and he fell forward, his face slamming precisely onto the keyboard, his nose touching the D key, typing out a screen full of dddddddd...

This was the last line he typed in his 31 years of life.

A backend development engineer who had worked for a major internet company for nine years suffered a heart attack instead of receiving his year-end bonus.

Ironically, the company's slogan, "Go all out for your dreams," was posted on the wall next to his workstation.

He truly gave it his all... he risked his life.

He was now lying on a bed that smelled slightly musty, and a buzzing sound was coming from the back of his head.

There was a water stain on the ceiling above Li Fu's head, shaped like a swimming turtle. The musty smell was probably due to the damp living environment.

The air was filled with the mixed smell of cheap air freshener and old carpet, making it hard to describe!

This is definitely not the house he bought with a 30-year loan...

When a normal person wakes up and finds themselves in an unfamiliar environment, their first reaction is definitely panic.

But he didn't...

Li Fu had been a beast of burden for too long, and had long since lost any basic sense of expectation for life, leaving him only numbness.

Even if a skeleton wielding a scythe were standing in front of him right now, he'd probably only ask one question: "Hey bro, do you guys work overtime too?"

A few minutes later, he finally managed to sit up.

There was a small mirror on the bedside table, which was facing him at that moment.

When he saw his face in the mirror, he was completely stunned.

The person in the mirror wasn't him at all; to be precise, it was a face that was many times more handsome than his.

This face has a strong profile, a sharp jawline, slightly high cheekbones that are not jarring, and a cool and aloof quality unique to Easterners between the eyebrows and eyes, while the high bridge of the nose adds a touch of three-dimensionality to Western aesthetics.

This face looks like Nuwa suddenly had an inspiration when she was creating humans, taking half of the advantages of both Eastern and Western facial features, and then refining it for three days and three nights.

If we really have to make a comparison, he's somewhat like Keanu Reeves, and somewhat like John Lone.

More importantly, this face looks like it belongs to someone only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, much younger than he actually is.

He finally understood...

Is this some kind of time travel?

Li Fu stared at the mirror for a full thirty seconds.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, revealing a pair of calloused, rough hands.

He looked down at himself again... no, he should say his body after he transmigrated.

His upper body was almost naked.

That's why he saw several open wounds on the body's chest, ribs, and lower abdomen, the stitches of which hadn't been removed yet, as well as many scars of varying depths...

Some are knife scars, while others are clearly circular marks left after gunshot wounds have healed.

His body was covered in both new and old wounds.

The good news is that this body has an excellent physique, with muscle lines that look like they were sculpted with a knife.

Not the kind of fancy moves you see in the gym for show... more like killing machines honed in real combat.

Suddenly, a flood of memories that didn't belong to him rushed into Li Fu's mind...

This situation is like someone forcibly copied dozens of gigabytes of video files to his hard drive... and to make matters worse, there was some garbled text, causing the screen to flicker, the sound to be noisy... and accompanied by emotional confusion.

The original owner of the body he transmigrated into was also named Li Fu.

This can only be described as a coincidence within a coincidence.

The young man's life flashed through his mind like it was on accelerator.

The other party's hometown is Cangzhou, Hebei Province. He comes from a family of martial arts practitioners. For three generations, his ancestors ran a boxing school and passed down Bajiquan, which is fierce and violent, emphasizing swinging the shoulders to knock the sky down and stomping the feet to shake the whole country.

His grandfather served as a martial arts instructor for warlords during the Republic of China era. After the warlords fell from power, he returned to his hometown to continue teaching martial arts.

By the time it was passed down to Li Fu's father's generation, martial arts had lost its appeal. Even though kung fu films like Shaolin Temple had sparked a wave of popularity, only Shaolin kung fu benefited from it.

Their boxing gym remains deserted, taking in only a few students a year.

Li Fu was forced to practice martial arts by his grandfather from a young age. He practiced horse stance at five, hit sandbags at seven, and by twelve he could send children of the same age flying two meters away with a single shoulder strike. He was definitely a martial arts prodigy.

But his father, looking at the family's situation, knew perfectly well that there was no future in practicing martial arts these days.

Why waste that time when you could do something to make a living?

So, when Li Fu was seventeen or eighteen years old, his father put him into the army.

The reason is that being a soldier is good; food and lodging are provided, and if you do well, you can be assigned a job after discharge.

Li Fu thrived in the army.

After all, his martial arts background was undeniable, and he excelled in physical fitness, combat, and close-quarters fighting. He was selected by special forces right after basic training.

After several selections, I joined a secret unit, where I did the kind of work that couldn't be written on my resume.

At the age of 22, he and his team went abroad on a mission to clear out a drug trafficking camp on the China-Myanmar border.

That operation was later internally referred to as Thunder.

They made their way into the camp in the pouring rain, but the intelligence was wrong; the enemy's numbers were three times greater than they had anticipated.

It was an extremely fierce battle, and even Li Fu, who had transmigrated from another era, felt a headache coming on when he recalled it.

He could only vaguely recall slitting two people's throats with a dagger... and smashing another person's skull with the butt of a gun, splattering his brains all over him...

Then he engaged in hand-to-hand combat with two drug dealers in the mud, and he choked one of them.

He pressed the other person's head into the puddle, watching as the person's struggles weakened and the bubbles decreased until they stopped moving completely.

……

His ferocity at the time was like that of a demon from hell.

After that mission, Li Fu started having problems, not physical ones, but mental ones.

Insomnia, auditory hallucinations, and unprovoked violent urges may surface from time to time.

Once in the canteen, a comrade behind him suddenly patted him on the shoulder. He retaliated with an elbow strike, breaking his comrade's nose.

The military psychologist evaluated him and wrote a diagnosis he couldn't understand.

Then an extra page appeared in his file, suggesting that after receiving psychological treatment, he should choose to be honorably discharged from the military.

When Li Fu returned to his hometown, the family's boxing gym had completely closed down. His father had been tricked into investing in some kind of "blockchain" project and lost everything.

Yes, you read that right. Blockchain scams started as early as 2003, even before Bitcoin.

Now, the family not only has no assets, but is also heavily in debt. Li Fu's demobilization pay was used to fill the hole, and there has been no news of it.

This is a very awkward situation for him.

A young man in his early twenties, who dropped out of high school and joined the army, knows nothing but killing, and also has psychological problems.

What can he do in society?

The military subsidies did allow him to make a living, but they were not enough to pay off his debts.

Li Fu went to work as a bricklayer on a construction site, but the foreman complained that Li Fu sometimes looked too fierce and said, "Brother, do you want to kill someone?"

He tried working for a security company, but because he was too serious about his work, he had a bad relationship with his colleagues and even killed a vicious dog that bit someone while being walked without a leash. The dog owner was powerful and influential, so he was laid off.

Later, he saw a job posting online that read, "Chinese chef wanted in Los Angeles, USA. Meals, accommodation, and visa provided. Starting salary $3000 per month. No experience required..."

Li Fu didn't know what $3000 meant in Los Angeles, but he knew it was more than 20,000 yuan.

This was 20,000 yuan in the early 2000s. Back then, his father's monthly pension was only 800 yuan. The temptation was too great, and he felt that he should go out and make a name for himself while he was young.

So the father and son scraped together 8,000 yuan for the agency fee and followed the agency from Cangzhou to North America to smuggle themselves out.

Upon arrival, Li Fu quickly discovered that the visa was fake, and the so-called "Chinese chef" was actually washing dishes at a restaurant in Chinatown, working thirteen or fourteen hours a day for a monthly salary of only eight hundred.

Their accommodations were even worse; they lived in a basement below a restaurant, sharing bunk beds with seven other stowaways.

As for the real estate agents, they've long since disappeared.

Forced by financial difficulties, Li Fu once fought in underground boxing matches.

His martial arts background and military skills meant he rarely encountered opponents in underground boxing matches, but the bloody scenes also exacerbated his psychological problems.

He began to hallucinate. Sometimes, while walking down the street, he would suddenly feel that he was still in the rainforest on the China-Myanmar border, and the pedestrians on the roadside looked like enemies who were about to shoot him.

He had no choice but to give up. Later, he washed dishes at a barbecue stall in Koreatown and worked as a porter at the dock. Life was tough, but he managed to save some money.

However, misfortune did not leave him.

Li Fu still retained the sense of justice he had brought from the army, but in North America, having a sense of justice is not always a good thing.

Because illegal and disorderly conduct is too common.

He would step in to stop someone from robbing, and he would help an elderly person who was being bullied.

This gradually made him somewhat famous in the community. Everyone agreed that he, this young Chinese man, was a good person, but good people are often accompanied by bad luck.

He offended too many people because of this.

On a rainy winter night in 2005, Li Fu came out of the supermarket, carrying two bags in his hands, and walked in the alley back to his residence.

He was ambushed at the corner, the sound of wind and rain providing cover for the enemy, and at that moment his psychological trauma struck, leaving him feeling disoriented.

This slowed his reaction time. Although he launched a swift and deadly counterattack after the sudden attack, the enemy outnumbered him and was armed with controlled knives and baseball bats.

In the end, both sides almost perished together.

Li Fu dragged his badly injured body back to his residence.

Later, the neighbors helped call the police and also called a doctor to treat him.

However, his life ended at the age of twenty-four.

This is why another consciousness of Li Fu had the opportunity to cross over on this rainy night and slowly sink into this still warm body.

"So now I'm a veteran, an undocumented immigrant in Los Angeles, and a former underground boxer... I still have several wounds with stitches that haven't been removed... and it seems the original owner didn't have much money left..."

Li Fu sat on the edge of the bed, unsure whether to be happy or sad. He knew that the Americans' kill line was no joke.

The homeless and bankrupt have an average lifespan of only six or seven years. How do they die, and what happens to them after death...?

He gets a headache just thinking about it.

However, he had come back to life after all, which was a rare and wonderful surprise.

Li Fuqiang forced himself to get out of bed and rummaged through the original owner's belongings. He had saved some money before, but after deducting medical expenses, he only had $820 left.

The cost of medical treatment and medicine in this area is truly exorbitant.

In Los Angeles, an undocumented immigrant like him, who can only work illegally, won't live on that little money for long.

In his previous life, he was a master's graduate from a top-tier university (985 Project) and worked for a major internet company, which was true, but those things seemed a bit ahead of their time... while the current predicament was more realistic.

He's someone who doesn't exist in the U.S. government's records; if he's caught by immigration authorities, he'll be deported immediately...

The problem is, where will he be deported to? His passport seems to have been missing for a long time; it's unclear whether it was stolen or lost.

Li Fu patted his face lightly to boost morale, "Since we've started a new game, let's make the best of it."

He learned the most profound lesson from his past life as a 996 workaholic: no matter how hard you work, how desperate you are, or how much you endure hardship, you'll still die suddenly in the end.

The boss won't be grateful at your funeral; he'll just have the legal department try to minimize the compensation.

Therefore, Li Fu set a new life motto for himself: he wanted to be a carefree, playful wanderer, doing whatever he wanted, however carefree and happy he wanted.

Of course, he needs to get out of his predicament first.

Li Fu spent some time sorting through the original owner's memories and current situation.

This body has an excellent foundation. Although the injury was quite serious, the foundation of Bajiquan practiced for more than ten years is still there. In addition, with the military training of special forces, it is no exaggeration to say that its combat effectiveness is outstanding in society.

But the problem is, being able to fight isn't enough to solve all the problems.

Moreover, the American-style Iaijutsu also poses a significant threat to him.

Based on his experience working at a major internet company in his previous life, he began to study the current internet ecosystem in the United States.

He needs to find a starting point, something that doesn't require much investment to leverage his strengths.

He carefully searched the website and quickly discovered that YouTube had already been launched, but only for a month.

There aren't many videos on the website; most of them are home videos and content featuring cats and dogs.

Li Fu stared at the rudimentary webpage interface on the screen, when suddenly an idea struck him.

His era was the golden age of short videos.

He knows what kind of content will go viral, how to edit to grab attention, and the basic logic of video algorithm distribution.

Of course, algorithmic recommendations didn't exist at the end of 2005, but the core of the content remained unchanged.

Furthermore, he has the advantage of shooting short videos, a face that appeals to both East and West, and genuine martial arts skills.

He had seen countless tricks used by short video bloggers in his previous life.

For example, extreme challenges in Los Angeles at night, stories of spending $100 to buy strangers on the street, and what it's like to be a rich girl's bodyguard.

……

This content, which was released in 2006, was far ahead of its time.

Starting from this point, and combining it with his identity as a time traveler, he wanted to live a carefree life in America... which seemed feasible.

The West Coast may be terrible... but there are so many blondes with long legs!

Hollywood actresses are emerging one after another...

P.S. The video blogger identity is just a stepping stone; the main storyline will begin in two or three chapters.