Demigod Mage in America

New York, Manhattan, 96th Street, "Always Ready".

Ryan sat in the main seat, while two men in police uniforms sat opposite him.

The other party just showed his police ID and badge, indicating that he was a police officer, and hoped that Ryan could cooperate and answer a few questions.

After thinking for a moment, Ryan led them to the office.

"I'm Constable Singh, and this is Constable Page," the short-haired man introduced himself to Ryan with a smile.

Renn nodded. He had changed into casual clothes and was no longer wearing the black robe.

"So what is the purpose of your visit?" He took out two cups from under the table and held up instant coffee right in front of them.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions about what's been happening in Manhattan lately." This time it was the middle-aged man's turn. He had been observing his surroundings ever since he came in.

"Oh? Something's wrong? What's wrong? I don't know." Ryan shrugged and pushed the brewed coffee over.

Do you remember when the blood moon came out that night?

No, I was sleeping at the time.

"Did you hear anything?"

"No, sir." Ryan shook his head with a slight smile.

He's a model citizen, he knows nothing.

"Do you live alone at night?"

"Yes."

"You just said you live here, so you really didn't notice anything unusual last night?" the police officer with the middle part couldn't help but ask.

"No." Renn waved his hand, indicating that he didn't know.

After realizing they couldn't get any information from him, the two had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

Before leaving, Ryan glanced at the policeman with the middle hair; the man exuded a strong aura of darkness.

"interesting."

In addition to "always being responsive to requests".

After leaving the house, the two police officers returned to their car and took off their uniforms.

"Dean, do you believe what he said?" Sam leaned back in his chair and asked.

"It's not a matter of believing or not, he's just an ordinary person, it's normal that he doesn't know." Dean's hand was on the steering wheel, and his tone suddenly changed: "Also, Sammy, you should put away that melancholy prince face of yours."

He had barely finished speaking when Sam lightly punched him, but the oppressive atmosphere in the car eased considerably.

"Take a look at the list and see who else lives nearby who might know."

Sam pulled out his phone and started checking: "Mrs. Arya, Mr. Gordon... and a homeless woman, I think her name is Lux."

Ultimately, they decided to move on to their next target, starting with the homeless man.

Do you think Dad will really be here?

"I don't know, Sam, but I hope he really is here."

After saying that, Dean stopped talking, turned the key, and started the old car.

He noticed a policeman walking along the street and knew that if he waited any longer, he might suffer.

"Sit tight, bro."

Following the navigation, Dean arrived at a building, stepped on the brake, and rolled down the window.

This is the internment camp in East Harlem.

Sam turned his head and asked, "What trick are you going to pull now?"

He had just impersonated a policeman, and now he wanted to know what his brother was up to.

Dean turned around and gave him a mysterious smile.

Late at night, in a room on the fourth floor of the shelter.

Lux was taking out her battle suit and carefully examining it for any damage.

She was wearing a beige parka that reached her thighs, and only a pair of denim-style velvet leggings underneath.

This was a gift from that unknown, kind-hearted shop owner, and Lux ​​had actually suspected that the shop owner might have ulterior motives.

But she soon had to give up, because there was no point in doubting.

The other party can create things like the Red Moon, as well as that strange statue.

Lux couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that chasm that split the earth.

This is terrifying, this world is terrifying. She should just go beg for food.

She lowered her head, looked at her still slightly swollen toes, and sighed.

They haven't been able to go out begging for food for three days and are only able to survive on the relief meals provided by the shelter.

She was quite anxious because the meals at the shelter didn't earn her any points.

Fortunately, it should be over in the next day or two.

After confirming that there was no problem with the Spider Suit, Lux put it back into her pendant with peace of mind and opened her system panel.

Name: Lux Shaw

Gender: Female

[Identity: Homeless]

Health Status: 100%

Hunger level: 71%

Thirst level: 99%

Current status: Warm, full

[Items: Hypnotic Bone Whistle, Spider Suit]

[Skills: Hacking skills, Apprentice-level combat, Advanced junk sense, Basic camouflage, Spider sense (cannot be upgraded)]

[Points: 20]

[Points Mall: Click to view details]

Through her unremitting efforts, she finally upgraded her garbage sensing to advanced level and her disguise skills from apprentice to beginner level.

And there's an extra new skill, but unfortunately this skill can't be upgraded.

Unfortunately, it hasn't appeared since the last lottery.

Otherwise, she really would have liked to spend all her points.

With her advanced trash sensor, she can now detect trash all over Manhattan. From now on, she's the prettiest girl among the scavengers.

After a month of living on the streets, Lux has forgotten what she used to be.

Well, or rather, I forgot half of it.

She took the tablet that was charging in her room and began monitoring the corridors of the shelter.

This is a habit she developed ever since someone broke in to try and steal her things.

Unwittingly, Lux's gaze swept quickly across the monitor.

Although she initially only wanted to hack into the shelter's surveillance system, she didn't expect that the shelter had many hidden surveillance cameras.

Although she, as an American, instinctively abhorred these things, she now had no choice but to submit to their authority as a dependent.

So Lux can only make sure that these surveillances don't affect her; the rest she can just make do with.

Anyway, the shelter will close in a few days, and then she will have to go back to the streets.

However, Lux's goal this time is very clear, because there is a very tempting reward in the redemption shop.

[RV Residence Right]: Obtain the right to reside in an RV, 1 point per day. Permanent residence right: 300 points.

She changed her shoes last time, and that's how she got these canvas shoes.

A woman wanted to return the shoes because they didn't fit, but she argued with her boyfriend and threw them away in a fit of anger, which ended up benefiting Lux.

Therefore, Lux believes that as long as she works hard, she can definitely do it!

When Lux looked around and found nothing unusual, she prepared to rest.

She caught a glimpse of a strange figure flashing across the surveillance camera.

The person was wearing a nurse's uniform and was wandering around the shelter, holding a syringe larger than a fist.

If that's all, it's at most performance art, but what if the nurse's head and body are separate?

Lux shuddered as she looked at the nurse holding the syringe in her left hand and her head in her right.

Is she still half asleep?