Being carried onto an ambulance at the start? But this is America!

Without hesitation, Li Ping focused his mind and chose the second option, "Minor Blessing".

The card is flipped over, revealing silver lettering on the back:

[After 5 PM tomorrow, the trash cans in the back alley of Fiery Rose will be overflowing and unattended. At 6 PM, homeless people will be fighting over them. There are gold necklaces in the middle trash cans.]

At the same time, a clear image appeared in his mind.

In the dimly lit, dirty back alley, large, dark green commercial garbage bins were overflowing.

At the bottom of one of the trash cans, inside a whiskey bottle, a faint glimpse of gold could be seen.

"Great, that's wonderful!"

Li Ping felt a surge of excitement; gold was always captivating.

With this guidance to avoid misfortune and attract good fortune, it's another windfall.

But recalling what he had seen and heard at the Bibo Manor today calmed his restless mind.

"Even if you had to pick up gold necklaces every day, you'd barely be able to afford a house in the Azure Wave Estate!"

By relying on scavenging, odd jobs, and temporary work, one might be able to survive and even slowly save some money, but it's still a long way from truly escaping poverty and taking control of one's destiny.

Such windfall gains are unstable and their source is difficult to explain; even billionaires are still exploited lambs.

It requires the support of a career.

Having the ability to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune should be used for grander endeavors, not just for finding treasures on the street.

My gaze fell on the bottom of the card: [Homeless Man (Currently seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune)].

Li Ping concluded that the luster of the words was more solid and brighter than before.

"What...what's the point of this thing anyway? Does it accumulate energy every day? And if it's full, can I unlock a new identity?"

He tried to communicate with it by focusing his mind, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea.

Not bright enough?

No one could answer my question, so I put aside my doubts for the time being and lay down in my sleeping bag.

……

The next morning, Li Ping's biological clock woke him up on time.

He crawled out of his sleeping bag and moved around, and he could clearly feel that his strength had increased slightly.

Sleeping under a bridge, he fully utilized his "wanderer" skills.

Li Ping pulled Li Fan into another arm wrestling match. This time, he held on for a full thirty seconds before showing signs of defeat, and was finally completely suppressed after fifty seconds.

"Brother, tell me the truth!"

Li Fan won, but he was utterly shocked. He grabbed Li Ping's wrist and examined it closely, exclaiming, "Did you use performance-enhancing drugs? This improvement is outrageous!"

He was referring to certain illegal drugs circulating on the streets that supposedly enhance physical performance but come at a high cost.

"What are you thinking about!"

Li Ping pulled her hand away in annoyance and flicked her younger brother on the forehead. "I used to focus all my attention on studying and didn't exercise much."

"Now that I'm working so hard every day, I've only gotten my basics back. Don't forget, I'm the older brother. Do you think my talent is any less than yours?"

He half-jokingly brushed it off, and the changes in those few days were like a complete transformation.

After verifying the changes in his body, Li Ping began to take supplements.

Others are told that they are replenished by what they eat, but he is replenished by what he eats.

He rummaged through the cart and pulled out all sorts of food, stuffing it into his mouth like a highly efficient food processor.

Seeing this, Li Fan also ate heartily, then wiped his mouth and ran to a corner of the camp to find Devon—he wanted to do extra training.

It must be because I've been slacking off lately. My older brother is making progress, while he's regressing.

Around eight o'clock in the morning, the campsite became lively.

Everyone was ready, so they teamed up and set off for Saturday's jungle feast.

"You guys go ahead, I need to rest."

Camilla had just gotten back from her night shift, and her eyelids were drooping. She needed to catch up on two hours of sleep before going out to pick up any leftovers after 10 p.m.

Meanwhile, Zach, carrying his beat-up laptop bag, went to the city library to use their electricity and Wi-Fi to continue his hard-earned online work.

The tent at Dimension Roland was still quiet.

Even in this state, this former lawyer remains carefree.

In her words, "Before, because of Nova, because of work, and because of social security, medical insurance, and tax bills, I hadn't had a good night's sleep for several years."

Now it's great, cash settlement means no fixed expenses, so we're not short of money at all.

Occasionally taking on illegal legal consulting jobs can earn them much more than they would from odd jobs.

For her, wandering was more like an exile after breaking free from shackles.

Before leaving, Li Ping remembered the hint about the gang conflict in the Eighth District from the [Little Ferocity] card, so he knocked on Roland's tent and whispered a reminder.

"Thanks, Bro. I'll take Camilla to sleep in the car later."

Roland's voice, which seemed to have regained some of his senses, came from inside the tent.

She has an old, used car registered in a friend's name, parked in the parking lot of a gym not far away.

When she sensed she might end up homeless, she prepared by getting this car.

In critical moments, it serves as a mobile refuge.

Roland may be a bit of a romantic, but he's definitely not a fool. He fought his way up from a redneck town to become a practicing lawyer in Los Angeles.

Once inside the poor street area, the camp members dispersed and headed towards their respective goals for the day.

In summer, food is not easy to preserve, so people tend to choose toiletries, clothing, and hygiene products that can be stored for a longer period of time.

Despite the numerous distribution points, the queues were not reduced at all, and in fact, they were even longer.

Saturday is a shopping festival for all homeless people.

Many homeless people came from far and wide, their faces beaming with the joy of getting something for free.

Li Ping and Li Fan acted efficiently according to the route planned by Zack, and loaded half a cart of goods in just over an hour.

"You're not very enthusiastic today?"

Li Ping glanced at Li Fan, who seemed somewhat distracted.

"I'm looking at my phone, negotiating with the buyer."

Li Fan didn't even look up, his fingers flying across the screen.

The high-end secondhand goods they listed on the secondhand platform were quite attractive; apart from the headphones which were currently unsold, the others had received inquiries.

Li Ping intended to train his younger brother, so he entrusted him with the task of online communication.

At this moment, the deal for the BB coffee machine has been finalized. The other party offered $800, and the transaction was agreed to be completed offline in front of the Methodist Church in the afternoon.

"Okay, stick close to me. Make your move when the price is right, but don't be too greedy."

Li Ping gave a brief instruction and then took out his tablet to check the route map.

With a large sum of US dollars about to be deposited into his account, Li Fan's enthusiasm for jungling naturally waned.

Unlike Li Ping, the [Wanderer] talent is most effective in wandering and foraging behaviors.

He needs to wander and continuously consume large amounts of energy to strengthen his body.

From morning to noon, Li Ping ate almost the entire way.

Sandwiches, cold burgers, relief meals, pizza, fruit, milk... we accept everything.

His highly efficient metabolism makes him like a bottomless pit, converting large amounts of cheap calories into muscle and energy.

The intense eating these past few days has had remarkable results.

He shed his skinny appearance when he first came out, and his physique became lean and strong with smooth muscle lines.

With his neat short hair and increasingly composed gaze, he exudes an aura that suggests he's not to be trifled with as he walks down the street.

I secretly weighed myself on a roadside scale. When I was first released, I weighed 60 kilograms, and now I weigh 70 kilograms.

Li Ping's goal is to stabilize his weight at around 80 kilograms, while maintaining both strength and agility.

Li Fan's bodybuilder physique, weighing about 110 kilograms, is something he doesn't really want.

I just don't know where the limit of enhancing the [Wanderer] talent lies.

While hunting in the wild, I passed by the abandoned buildings that the Gray Head Gang had previously occupied.

After the Greyheads were broken up, the Shield Gang didn't seem to take over the place; now a group of homeless people have moved in.

By just past three in the afternoon, the brothers' little carts were piled up like a small, precarious mountain.

There's simply no room left for anything else.

There are always homeless people who try to reach out and touch the supplies on the vehicle while the customers are distracted in line.

"Get out of here!"

Li Fan let out a low roar, like a young lion whose territory had been invaded. He took a step forward, and his strong body and fierce eyes immediately deterred his restless companions.

Li Ping glanced at the sky and then at his phone.

It's almost time: "Let's go, don't take any more."

Without further delay, the two pushed their load of spoils straight back to the bridge camp.

We unloaded the supplies and did some tidying up.

The schedule is tight: I need to go to the church to complete a secondhand transaction, and then I have to rush to the back alley of the Fiery Rose Bar after 5 p.m.

Diligent old Tom has returned.

The old man finished work at noon and went to the parts store to buy what he needed. Now, he was focused on adjusting the bread machine and Bose headphones in the sunlight.