I'm building Gundams in America

Wayne nodded to Whitey and said gently:

"Walk."

White immediately followed him, walking forward like a child who had made a mistake.

Follow closely and listen attentively to teachings.

"A pointless sacrifice is meaningless," Wayne said slowly. "Everything has just begun, and we shouldn't waste our lives, especially against such a despicable fellow."

White hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Sir, but I... I betrayed you, and I too have a despicable soul..."

Wayne said slowly:

"You were merely deceived, far from being betrayed. Your soul has been purified. How can a clean soul be equated with those filthy souls?"

White shuddered, and then tears streamed down his face.

The affirmation from Wayne gave him a renewed sense of purpose.

He decided to follow the man before him until his death.

You have gained a bond from a wandering orc: temporarily strengthens the bonded individual as a protector (10 minutes); +1 experience point.

Wayne raised an eyebrow, surprised that after Mike and David, his next bond would be with White.

Even old Will didn't trigger this thing.

Clearly, the system has strict standards for determining bonds.

This also shows that White deserves his complete trust.

I just don't know if this level of loyalty can fight drug addiction.

As they were thinking this, the two of them had already passed through the Vietnamese community and returned to the vicinity of Chinatown.

Along the way, there were far more homeless people on the roadside than in other places.

This is also a problem faced by all Asian American communities in the United States.

Due to policy discrimination, new homeless shelters or aid centers continue to open in Asian communities, causing these communities to become gathering places for the homeless.

There's nothing we can do; Asians are generally submissive and prone to infighting.

Many middle-class Chinese in Seattle's so-called Chinatown have moved away, which has led to the area being increasingly occupied by homeless people.

Of course, the Vietnamese communities further south are the hardest hit areas.

It has almost become one of the strongholds of the homeless.

"What are you doing?! How dare you touch this tent?! Get out! Fuck off!"

From a distance, Wayne could hear old Will's roar.

Upon closer inspection, several people dressed in Seattle Public Utilities Department uniforms were standing in front of Wayne's tent, confronting old Will and old Billy.

Old Will angrily shouted at the fat man in the lead:

"We just want to live peacefully here, why do you keep driving us away?"

Old Billy shook his head as well and said to the other person:

"Sir, do you know whose dwelling you are cleaning? It belongs to a powerful medium, beyond your imagination. You will be cursed for doing this."

The fat man frowned and said:

"Fuck the curse! Someone complained about you disturbing the peace last week, and this is private land, so you have to leave."

He then looked at old Billy and the several Latinos beside him who were waiting in line for medical treatment and said:

"You illegal immigrant, and all of you, get out of here immediately, or I'll call ICE right now!"

Upon hearing this, old Billy and the other Latinos all turned pale on the spot.

During this period, the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) became America's equivalent of the secret police and the imperial secret police, expanding its ranks and beginning to arrest illegal immigrants on a large scale.

The emperor granted permission to act first and report later.

The riots in Minnesota are particularly well-known among these.

Many of Billy's family members, and even himself, are illegal immigrants. If they were to attract the attention of ICE, it would be a complete disaster.

It could really kill someone.

But last time they destroyed the gentleman's tent, this time we absolutely cannot... Old Billy gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and was about to continue speaking when a familiar figure appeared and blocked his way.

With black hair and black eyes, dressed in a long robe, and with a gentle gaze, he looked at the angry, obese white man and said:

"Robert, are you sure you want to drive us away? In Washington, a blue state? In Seattle, a blue city? And you're even threatening dear old Billy?"

"Do you know that he works night shifts until 3 a.m. every day to prevent theft and robbery from affecting the markets of this country? Do you know that his family members are engaged in jobs that white people in this country consider lowly and dirty, yet white people feel that they have stolen their jobs?"

"Would you unclog sewers? Would you work all night at the market? Would you wash dishes in the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant? Would you get your fair, chubby hands dirty? Answer me."

Upon hearing Wayne's words, old Billy and the other Latinos present all felt a surge of emotion and slowly straightened their backs.

Robert, dressed in uniform, blushed instantly and snapped:

"This is nothing but a Democratic conspiracy! If Latinos won't stand for it, plenty of others will! There are Black people, there are Asian people, and... How do you know my name?"

Wayne shook his head and continued in a firm yet gentle voice:

"Robert, listen to what you're saying. If Emily's colleagues knew her husband was a racist, do you think her company would still hire her? Oh, and little Jason, what will his classmates call him at school? What will happen to your house on Baker Street?"

Robert shuddered, his face turning deathly pale, almost unable to believe his ears.

The other party gave him detailed personal information!

"Damn it..." Robert cursed under his breath, then adopted a respectful expression and said helplessly:

"Sir, what you say makes a lot of sense, but we have indeed received reports and complaints, and we have to deal with them..."

Wayne slowly shook his head, his expression still gentle, and said:

"Believe me, that complainant was just acting on a whim. Perhaps you can go back and wait a couple of days to see if there are any new complaints. Robert, my friend, what do you say?"

As they spoke, old Will, old Billy, White, along with a group of Latino patients who had come for treatment, and a dozen or so homeless people from the surrounding area, all gathered around and stood behind Wayne.

Seeing this, Robert's forehead broke out in a fine sweat. He quickly flashed a standard American smile and said:

"I'm sorry, sir, I apologize for what I just said... As you know, I have always been a staunch supporter of minority groups, and I think everything today was a misunderstanding. I will go back and carefully verify the relevant reports."

His racist rhetoric suddenly became completely ineffective when he faced the black-haired, black-eyed white man in front of him.

It should be noted that among white people, black hair and black eyes are the truly noble appearance, a tradition inherited from the Romans.

His ancestor was just a redneck from rural Texas.

With that, Robert gestured to a few colleagues, who quickly got into a car and slunk away.

"Long live!"

"We won!"

"That son of a bitch, that racist bastard, ran away!"

The crowd erupted in cheers and jubilation.

Before Trump came to power, racial discrimination was at least a hard barrier, and no one dared to express it directly.

Now, some white people, represented by Robert, have begun to openly express racial discrimination in public.

Fortunately, Wayne drove the other party away; otherwise, they might have actually attracted ICE.

Your title, Royal Rebel, has been increased (3% + 2%).

Your Golden Title Saint has been upgraded (9% + 1%).

[Experience Points +3]

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Wayne looked at the control panel.

【Occupation: Witch Doctor (Level 2)】

Titles: Royal Rebel (5%); Voodoo Medium (90%); Saint (Gold Title 10%); Sanctuary Lord (Bronze)

Physical strength: 1.3/1.3

Intelligence: 1.3/1.3

Mental Power: 1.7/1.7

HP: 150/160

Experience points: 22/100

Free attribute points: 1

技能：吟游表演（高级28%）；他乡故知（被动60%）；战术匕首使用（专精1%）；化合物製作（中级20％）；基础巫医（专精38％）；手枪使用（专精22%）

Battle Pet: Wilderness Hound (Level 1, 60%)

Status: Good

Aside from that 1 free attribute point, his experience points have increased to [22/100].

Although they've taken down Old Joe, it's still uncertain when Steve will be investigated. Even if the IRS tax officers are as rabid as stray dogs for a bone, it will still take at least a few days.

Add to that the corrupt cop Jimmy lurking in the shadows, and the debt bounty hunter who could arrive at any moment.

He urgently needs to increase his strength and influence.

Those dozen or so followers alone are far from enough.

It requires a lot of experience points and money, as well as higher reputation and more supporters.

The increase in reputation will inevitably attract those who secretly covet it more quickly.

This is a race to see whether his strength and reputation will rise faster, or whether those hidden observers will arrive sooner.

Just then, a limping Latino man approached Wayne and cautiously pleaded with him:

"Sir, you are...you are that saint? Please...please exorcise the evil spirits from me..."

Wayne nodded slightly.

The man hesitated slightly, then said with a pleading expression:

"But I... but I only have... only sixteen dollars... I don't have enough money..."

Wayne remained calm and said to the man:

"It's alright, my child, Bondie doesn't love someone for money... Come in."

Then he looked at old Billy and old Will beside him and said:

"I'm telling everyone that starting today, I will exorcise evil spirits for ten people every day for free."

With that, he walked into the tent.

~

(From now on, the protagonist's stats will be displayed in the author's notes of each chapter. This is to avoid taking up too much chapter space, and also because my memory is really failing me these days. I can't remember them at all without summarizing each chapter, and I get confused after a few chapters. Tears of frustration... Please be aware of this, and if you find any data errors in the future, please let me know immediately. Thank you!)