An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

In the center of the fountain, Lynn ignored the frenzied shouts of the homeless people behind him.

Instead, he turned around gracefully and walked slowly into the luxurious medical tent.

At the same time, the corners of her lips turned up even more.

Without a doubt, his plan was a complete success.

The reason they specifically chose to appear today and announce in a high-profile manner that they would add sneakers and canned meat to their daily free delivery list is because...

It wasn't that he suddenly had a change of heart, nor was it simply that he wanted to show off.

I came here solely for those last ten points of "Respect".

You could say that the dumplings were made especially for the vinegar.

Fortunately, the result did not disappoint him.

The gratitude and respect these homeless people showed when faced with enough supplies to survive were extremely pure and inexpensive.

pat!

Lynn casually lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a grayish-white smoke ring.

At the same time, small characters in the light trail slowly appeared before my eyes:

[Leadership Halo (Beginner) has been awarded...]

"Um?"

Lynn paused in his smoking motion, a sharp glint in his eyes.

As expected, the skills extracted from the [Respect] emotional dimension are indeed biased towards a certain kind of aura of power or spiritual halo.

Judging from the name alone, this "leadership aura" seems much more reliable than "naturally fragrant body."

It was at this moment that...

Suddenly, a flood of information surged into Lynn's mind, with the uses of the leader's halo flashing through his mind.

It was completely digested and absorbed by him in just two or three seconds.

"I see!"

After receiving the information, Lynn slowly took a drag of his cigarette, a look of understanding appearing in his eyes.

The actual effect of the skill was not much different from my previous guess; it really was an aura-like skill.

Simply put, it refers to when you are negotiating, issuing instructions, or stating a viewpoint.

Once his aura is activated, his voice and aura will automatically carry a slight psychological suggestion and spiritual guidance effect.

The effect is particularly significant for those with weak willpower and unstable mental states, especially those in a state of despair and confusion.

If used properly, it can even subtly change the other person's perception and achieve unexpected brainwashing effects.

"Um?"

Thinking of this, Lynn's eyes widened suddenly.

He suddenly realized that this thing was just a kind of speech technique used by art students who failed their college entrance exams.

Or is it some kind of tavern seduction technique?

Although the current skill's effect is definitely much weaker than Little Trump's back then, however...

Lynn took a deep drag on his cigarette, his pupils gleaming with excitement through the smoke.

This is just the beginning!

If they upgrade all the way to intermediate or advanced levels, their persuasive effect might not be much worse than that of Little Trump.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Lynn's eyes flickered, and his mood became both excited and somewhat strange.

Drawing this highly inflammatory skill, coupled with the increasing number of homeless believers blindly worshipping him in the square outside...

This...isn't this going to cause me a lot of trouble?

If one day some fanatical believer had a sudden lapse of judgment and dug up a stone inscribed with "King Lynn" underground in the Southern Kingdom, what would happen?

That would be really funny...

"No, that's too scary. I'm just a law-abiding, ethical unlicensed doctor."

Lynn shook his head, forcibly banishing those dangerous thoughts from his mind.

He then threw away the cigarette butt, stubbed it out, and grabbed a white coat to put it on.

It's about time; it's time to make some money.

……

Five minutes later.

With a loud shout from the microphone, a long queue quickly formed outside the medical tent.

I don't know if it was because Lynn didn't come to the clinic yesterday, causing a backlog of patients, or because her impassioned speech attracted more new faces.

The number of people queuing today was much larger than in the previous days, and it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

"Come in!" Dr. Lin, sitting at the consultation table, began his day's work.

The curtain was lifted, and a skinny black man walked in, his skin so dark it was almost shiny.

His eyes were unfocused and dark circles under his eyes. He felt as light as if he were walking on cotton, and his whole body reeked of the sour smell of someone who had spent years on the streets.

At the very bottom, it's all about addictive tonics.

Lynn glanced at him briefly and immediately determined that the other person's respiratory infection was caused by drug abuse.

And as expected, it turned out to be true.

After prescribing some cheap antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, Lynn keenly noticed that the black man was in a daze, answering almost nothing.

Seeing this, Lynn had a flash of inspiration and immediately had the idea of ​​testing the [Leadership Aura].

Without hesitation, Lynn stared directly into the other person's unfocused eyes and asked without warning, "Are you gay?"

"Huh? No...no." The black man paused for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.

"No."

Lynn's voice suddenly turned deep, carrying a strong penetrating power and an undeniable tone: "Listen to your heart, stop lying, you're gay, you're a gay man."

As the highly persuasive words were spoken, a miraculous scene unfolded.

The black man's unfocused pupils suddenly widened slightly, as if some kind of perception had been forcibly altered.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he surprisingly murmured to himself, following Lynn's words, "Yes... I'm gay, that's right, I'm gay..."

Immediately, the black man slowly raised his head, and his expression quickly changed.

It was a fiery, direct, even somewhat inexplicably longing gaze.

Lynn felt a chill run down his back, and goosebumps rose all over his body!

The good news is that the "leadership halo" effect is indeed very powerful, and for people with weak willpower, it is tantamount to brainwashing.

The bad news is, the way the other person is looking at me is totally weird!

That disgusting look was just like the Walmart plastic bag I encountered at the convenience store a few days ago!

Just as Lynn was about to kick this disgusting guy away.

The black man suddenly shifted his gaze, looking over Lynn's shoulder and staring intently at Kane, the bodyguard standing behind Lynn.

Not only did he stare intently, but he also exaggeratedly licked his chapped lips and gave Kane an extremely disgusting wink!

Lynn was completely stunned.

He turned around stiffly to look at Kane behind him, and then an absurd thought popped into his mind.

Indeed, Black Lives Matter has a certain inexplicable obsession with white people.

Kane, who witnessed everything, turned ashen-faced, his eyes and mouth twitching slightly.

His right hand, which had been hanging down naturally, was now pressed tightly against his waistband.

If this black man dares to take a step forward, he will definitely empty the magazine without hesitation.

"Ahem!"

Seeing that things were about to escalate to the point of death, Lynn quickly coughed lightly: "Alright, alright, your treatment is over. Now get your medicine and get out of here!"

However, the black man whose perception had been distorted seemed not to hear, and instead of leaving, he continued to flirt with Kane.

He even stuck out his dirty fingers, put them in his mouth and licked them, making a disgusting "tsk tsk" sound.

Upon seeing this, Lin's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Without hesitation, he quickly shouted towards the outside of the tent, "Mike!"

Upon hearing the summons, Mike immediately lifted the curtain and squeezed in like a black bear.

He glanced at it briefly and instantly understood. Without saying a word, he grabbed the black man by the back of the neck and dragged him out like a chick.

Seeing this, Lynn finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

He turned and glanced at Kane, who looked somewhat resigned to his fate, and touched his nose a little embarrassedly.

Of course, it was awkward as it was.

He was quite satisfied with the effect of the halo.

If used properly, it can be a killer weapon!

After composing himself, he immediately shouted, "Next!"

……

A few minutes later.

The curtain was lifted again.

This time, it was an old Mexican man covered in mud and wearing a worn-out hard hat who came in.

He looked like the kind of honest, hardworking laborer who does manual labor on a construction site.

Speaking in broken English, the Mexican man described his condition to Lynn while clutching his severely strained and inflamed lower back.

Lynn also quickly identified the cause of the illness with a few glances and casually prescribed a few doses of fast-acting, potent painkillers and ointments.

After all the normal procedures were completed.

Lynn glanced at Old Mo and a thought struck him. He decided to use the same trick again to test the halo effect.

"Are you gay?" Lynn asked without warning.

Old Mo was taken aback after hearing this, and then seemed to have misunderstood something.

Those weathered eyes stared at Lynn strangely, scrutinizing him from head to toe. A hint of shock and resistance flashed in his eyes, followed by a violent struggle and change.

Finally, Old Mo slowly clenched his teeth, and spoke in a trembling voice as if he had made some enormous decision:

"Sir... if I am... could I receive treatment for free?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Instantly, Lynn's eye twitched violently, realizing that the other party had misunderstood him.

This means they're treating themselves as part of the unspoken rules.

Please, he's not a priest!

"Fuck! Grab your medicine and get out of here!" Lynn waved his hand hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Old Mo's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

Watching Old Mo's departing figure, Lynn had a sudden realization.

While the "Leadership Aura" is powerful, it currently only has a brainwashing effect on those with extremely low willpower.

For people like Lao Mo, who are at the bottom of society but have relatively strong willpower, the halo can only play a slight guiding role and cannot forcibly distort their perceptions.

However, Lynn was not disappointed when she received this answer.

This is only the basics, after all.

When they upgrade to advanced or even max level in the future, let alone the determined Mexican.

Even a straight steel bar could probably be tricked into bending into a mosquito coil on the spot!

Shaking his head to stop thinking about it, Lynn picked up his water glass, took a sip, and continued shouting, "Next!"

……

As Lynn unleashed his full power, the number of people queuing outside the tent was decreasing at a visible rate.

"Oh God bless you, Mr. Lin! Your medical skills are a hundred times better than those vampire professors at the Central Hospital!"

"Praise be to you, kind doctor! If it weren't for you, I would have lost this leg long ago!"

"Mr. Lin, you are the greatest philanthropist I have ever met. South King Street cannot do without you!"

"..."

With each and every flattery a different one.

The mood index is refreshing rapidly, like a waterfall.

[Thanksgiving +10]

[Thanksgiving +8]

[Thanksgiving +9]

……

Watching his emotions steadily increase and his health grow thicker, Lynn was full of energy and didn't feel tired at all.

Even the feeling of hunger miraculously disappeared.

At lunchtime, Mike went to an authentic Chinese restaurant two blocks away to buy some savory pancakes, but he only took a couple of bites before returning to his demanding work.

For him, who possesses advanced general medical skills, these common diseases at the grassroots level are not a high-intensity challenge at all; at most, they are just a bit tedious.

He can even prescribe the most appropriate medicine with his eyes closed.

Time slipped away second by second amidst the busyness.

The sun went from being high in the sky to gradually setting in the west.

As the orange glow of the setting sun slanted in through the gaps in the tent, casting long shadows on the ground...

"Take your medicine on time, and come back to see me if you're still in pain after three days."

Lynn finally saw off the last Mexican man suffering from severe arthritis.

call--

Only then did Lynn breathe a huge sigh of relief.

He immediately slumped back in his chair, feeling utterly drained, and instinctively pulled out a cigarette, putting it in his mouth and trying to light it.

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

Before he could even make a move, two bright flames approached from the left and right sides almost simultaneously.

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

Turning around, I saw it was Kane and Mike, my two capable lieutenants.

However, Kane was agile and had a better position, so the flames got closer.

Mike's crude windproof lighter was a step behind.

Thanks!

Lynn smiled, and to show no favoritism, he symbolically lit both of their flames once.

After taking a deep breath, he looked at Mike and asked, "How much did we make today?"

"Boss, I've been outside checking the accounts the whole time. It's all calculated already!"

Mike's old face instantly broke into a wide grin, and he greedily licked his lips, saying with a fawning smile:

"I made a net profit of $3273 today! People from many other neighborhoods came here too! Those peasants were throwing money around like crazy today!"

Lynn nodded with great satisfaction upon hearing this.

$3273.

Although it's not a lot, it's already the highest single-day record since I started seeking medical treatment.

After receiving the money, Lynn, as was customary, took out five hundred dollars each and handed them to the two men.

Before the two could refuse, Lynn said firmly, "Take it. This is your hard-earned reward. I told you, if you follow me, as long as I eat meat, you'll definitely get your share of the soup."

The two exchanged a glance, then stopped being coy and solemnly nodded to accept it.

The awe in his eyes for Lynn deepened even further.

"Oh, right."

Lynn turned to look at White Tiger Kane and asked in a low voice, "Did you buy what I asked you to buy?"

Kane nodded with a stern expression: "We've already bought the BOSS."

"Okay, give it to Mike." Lynn exhaled a smoke ring.

Mike looked bewildered and curious: "What is it? Why does Kane have to buy it?"

Kane curled his lip, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes unconsciously.

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, he pulled out a Glock with a metallic sheen and tossed it, along with two spare magazines, to Mike.

Mike caught it in a flurry.

When he saw what he was holding, his bull-like eyes widened instantly, and he trembled with excitement: "This...this is for me!"

"Yes, it's yours."

Lynn smiled and said, "This place will get bigger and bigger in the future, and we won't be able to keep things in check without some real stuff."

Mike's eyes welled up with tears, and he immediately clenched his fist to express his support:

"Thank you, Boss! From today onwards, I'll kill whoever you tell me to kill! Even the police chief, I'll do it without hesitation!"

"laugh!"

Kane couldn't help but let out a disdainful sneer: "With your terrible aiming skills? Don't be ridiculous. This good gun is just a waste of bullets in your hands."

Mike retorted immediately, his neck stiffening: "What do you know! I call this intimidation! Besides, so what if I'm a bad shot? I can just charge in and shoot him in the head with the barrel of my gun, that won't miss!"

"alright!"

Lynn rubbed his temples to stop the two from their usual bickering, and looked at Katie with a gradually serious expression:

"What's the other thing I need to tell you? How's the investigation into the supply channels for those drugs going?"

When the topic turned to business, Kane shook his head somewhat ashamed:

"I'm sorry, Boss, those channels are too well hidden, and we don't have any substantial leads yet."

"It's not your fault, it's normal. If it were that easy to investigate, Nanguo Street would have been in chaos long ago."

Lynn waved his hand and then instructed, "In that case, you don't need to waste your time at the tent during the day. Focus all your energy on investigating the channels."

Kane immediately shook his head and objected, "No! Boss, I need to protect you closely! There are more and more people watching us now!"

"With Mike here to keep things under control, it's too much of a waste for you to stay here as a security guard," Lynn said firmly.

"But..." Kane wanted to argue.

"That's settled then." Lynn's eyes instantly sharpened, leaving no room for doubt.

Meeting Lynn's extremely imposing gaze, Kane felt a chill run down his spine and could only grit his teeth and nod in the end:

"Understood! Boss, I will find out the details of the channel as soon as possible!"

"Okay, be careful."

After giving the two a few more brief instructions, Lynn stubbed out his cigarette and left the tent.

I'm closing up shop so early today not so much to run into the aloof and silly policewoman, Annie, at the intersection.

After successfully leading the raid and earning merit, the other side will certainly no longer have to suffer the hardship of guarding the intersection.

We need to get back to Mrs. Hill's house as soon as possible today.

That OnlyFans account is shooting a highly anticipated new series tonight...

……