Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

It’s okay to make some money from the casino, but if you want to use the casino as an ATM, you will be given a vivid social education in minutes.

As for Henry's savings, he made four trips on the crabbing boat, earning 80,000 taels from the first trip, 100,000 taels from the next two trips, and 50,000 taels from the last trip.

After withdrawing all the money, deducting the 6% bank fee, and deducting some expenses and the money for buying a car and applying for identity documents, I now have nearly 300,000 yuan in cash.

But don’t think that all this is your own money, you haven’t even filed your tax return yet…

Henry conservatively estimated that after the great American government took over, he would only have a little over half of his money left. He should ask an accountant for the exact figure, or educate himself on tax law.

However, the remaining money, as long as I don't waste it, is enough to live on for a long time. In this society where a steak costs 5 yuan, a bottle of beer is 10 yuan, and the average annual salary for blue-collar workers is around 50,000 yuan.

So as long as you don't get involved in drugs; don't be foolishly thrown into Wall Street and become a retail investor who gets ripped off; and don't think about living in a big house, driving a sports car, and sleeping with beautiful women, you can use your own funds to live a carefree life in Los Angeles.

Then wait until the crabbing season, and go back to Alaska for a few boat trips to replenish the funds.

This kind of life seems pretty good... No way!

If a person has no interests or goals, they will become increasingly useless. It's true that I was a slacker before I traveled through time, but at least I went to work during the day and played video games at night, watched my favorite anime and TV shows, and occasionally went out to see a movie.

What entertainment in the United States in the 90s were you familiar with before you traveled through time?

The personal computer craze, sparked by Steve Jobs's Apple, was just beginning, and the internet was still largely confined to university campuses, not yet widely accessible. The most common use was on bulletin boards (BBSs).

As for game consoles, the strongest ones of this era should be Japan's Nintendo's GameBoy and SFC.

But for those who are used to playing 3A blockbusters and watching too many animated movies, 16-bit console games are okay for nostalgia, but they really cannot meet their needs.

Whether one considers this industry as a job or simply for entertainment, especially the former, it comes back to the issue of lack of academic experience.

So you set your first stop in the United States in Hollywood, Los Angeles. Did you subconsciously feel that the film and television industry was the possible breakthrough point?

I don't expect to become anything special, but I should at least try something I haven't done before my time travel. For example, standing on a Hollywood set and yelling, "I'm going to beat up ten people!"

Well, it’s quite touching when I think about it.

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Chapter 30 It's just the face

If you decide to go into the film and television industry, you have to consider whether you want to be in front of the camera or behind the camera.

There are also career thresholds for those behind the scenes.

Sound recording, photography, color grading, depth of field, lighting, layout, directing, and editing—though these techniques also depend on talent, without a solid theoretical foundation, you won't get far, let alone stand on the Hollywood stage.

As for those online entertainment time-travel novels that I had read before traveling through time, hoping to attract the favor of film companies by submitting scripts and thus enter this industry, it cannot be said that there are no successful people, but the hope is slim.

First of all, most Hollywood scripts already exist, and some may even have been around for 10 or 20 years before they get the chance to start filming.

Then the scripts were revised again and again until they were completely unrecognizable, and it was impossible to tell what the original work was.

For example, the 94 acclaimed movie Forrest Gump was originally a political satire novel.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just say that a fool with an IQ lower than the average person can be involved in so many major historical events and finally become a millionaire. If this is not a mockery, then what is a mockery?

This is a powerful attack on the faces of normal people in the United States. It's almost like a famous line: "I'm not picking on anyone, I'm saying that everyone in the United States is garbage!"

But in the end, the movie became an inspirational work and is regarded as a representative work of the American dream in the 90s.

If we were to describe the extent of the script changes to a person, it wouldn't be makeup or plastic surgery, it would be a direct replacement of the head, except that this head still has two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

Therefore, submitting scripts, waiting for film companies to come and buy them, or becoming a director yourself is not an option.

The only films that have a chance of following a similar path are B-grade horror films or shitty comedies, which don't have scripts waiting in the libraries of major film studios.

However, whether it is a horror film or a comedy, the script is not the most important thing. What is important is the director's performance.

In other words, if you want to enter the industry through this path, you must first have a work as a stepping stone, and then a good idea, so that you can attract a film company to invest in you to become a director.

Okay. Henry had indeed been watching classic movies for over two months, but he didn't think that just by watching them, he could become a director like James Cameron, the truck driver turned director.

Do you really think that you can be considered a great person just by watching fish swimming upstream?

Therefore, my biggest chance was to be a front-of-the-scenes person, that is, an actor. At least the first hurdle for this profession was just good looks.

It's precisely because the entry threshold is so low that so many people are involved. The chances allocated to each person are even lower than the chance of standing in the wilderness on a rainy day waiting to be struck by lightning.

This is also why all kinds of unspoken rules and red sofas are rampant. It's because everyone wants to increase their chances of success a little bit.

As long as you don't aspire to become a superstar, use the income from crabbing to support yourself, treat hanging out in various crews and playing minor roles as a hobby, and engage in some knowledge or nostalgic games on a daily basis, this kind of life should be very fulfilling, right?

As the saying goes, "No desires make you strong." I don't seek to become an Oscar winner, nor do I force myself to be as wealthy as those Jewish people. I'm just a nobody, I just want to live a leisurely life, so this shouldn't be too difficult.

The biggest problem with "Happy America, Shootings Every Day" is that Nico and some high-energy hippies are running around with guns.

I have the physique of a Kryptonian and a congenital bulletproof body, which means I am invincible.

As for the mutant problem, whether there is a universal family planning committee that plans to collect the Infinity Stones, or whether there are Celestial embryos in the center of the earth, those are not a big deal.

Anyway, as long as he stays away from the center of the universe - New York, his life safety will be improved again.

Even if the Purple Potato Spirit really collected all seven Dragon Balls...six Infinity Stones.

Whether he is compassionate and hopes that the universe will lose half of its population so that the remaining people can be allocated more resources; or he simply hopes to send many people to death in order to please Death, one of the five creator gods.

No matter what that person's mood is, after a snap of his fingers, the probability of him turning into ashes is fifty percent.

If I'm alive, of course I'm fine. If I'm dead... what's the big deal? I'm already dead, so why should I be afraid?

Everyone is afraid of the finger snap incident, but if you think about it carefully, it is not that scary.

What is more sad than sudden death from an accident is probably being tortured by illness and hanging on to death.

However, the latter situation seemed nothing compared to his later experience at the Maozi Research Institute.

Those men in white coats pushed themselves to the limit, leaving no part of their bodies untouched by their experiments. To say they were completely bruised and battered is no exaggeration.

If they were given a few more chances, I'm afraid the torture would escalate to cutting off a leg today and sawing off an arm tomorrow. When they get tired of it, they'll just slice them up and make specimens...

So Henry really didn't think that snapping his fingers was a big deal for him.

I have no worries in this world. Why would I feel sad if Thanos killed half of the population in the universe?

Whoever wants to be a superhero can do it. Anyway, I just want to live my life happily and follow my own mood.

Instead of being bitter and resentful all day long, worrying about an explosion, someone dying somewhere, someone being robbed somewhere, or a toilet being blocked somewhere.

These things! The blame is not mine!

I'm not a dark man, thinking about how to destroy the world, which is already pretty good. At least when the fucking Russians do a major shakeup next year and the Red Empire collapses, Henry won't even think about getting involved.

Can I gain any advantage in that drama?

robbery?

Fuck! I'm a Kryptonian. If I really want to rob someone, I can rob anyone at any time. I don't need to look for an auspicious day.

I'm really going to go to the Federal Reserve's vault tomorrow with my face covered. When I get out, I'll use heat rays to melt the gold. No one will know where the gold comes from.

Reselling goods to make a profit?

This is just some hard-earned money. Does making a fortune mean I can live a life without worries for three lifetimes?

Make money by using exchange rate differences to acquire the assets of the Red Empire?

Anyone who wants to play this way needs to have a lot of capital. With the little money I have, I might as well just rob them.

As for seeking revenge on those white coats, such an idea is even more ridiculous.

Not to mention the vast crowd, how can you find the target just by looking at the face?

The next few years were filled with nothing but suffering for most of the Russian people. So I went through so much trouble to find them just to help them escape?

Even if they really found an opportunity in this chaos and made their way out, it would never be too late to take revenge then.

The two most painful things in life are that one is about to die but has not spent all his money, and that one is still alive but has spent all his money.

By then, those white coats who have grudges against me will have finally managed to get out of the chaos, and I will come to them and say "this is it", wouldn't that be more interesting than showing up at their doorsteps now?

Death is not necessarily a punishment; life may also be hell.

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Chapter 31 First Impression of Los Angeles

Old Tom, who almost got punched by a Kryptonian, was right about one thing.

That's the ferry from Alaska. Passengers on it leave the Port of Los Angeles with virtually no inspections; they can simply drive off. When boarding, all you have to do is show your ticket. No one cares if there are any dangerous items in your luggage or in the carriages.

Before the September 11th attacks of the 21st century, the US was incredibly confident in its own security. They were the only ones causing trouble on other people's soil, and who dared to mess with them?

Driving on the streets of Los Angeles, Henry couldn't shake the feeling of unreality. When passing the beach, what he saw was not the sunshine, sand, and bikinis he had imagined.

The somewhat bleak coastal scenery, accompanied by the whistling sea breeze, blew into the car. Even if I were a Kryptonian, not afraid of cold or heat, I would still think it was stupid to open the car windows in winter.

It's like the kind of idiot who drives a convertible on a rainy day and wears a raincoat or holds an umbrella inside the car because he doesn't know how to close the top.

Only occasionally can you see some crazy surfing enthusiasts wearing full-body swimsuits and challenging the winter waves.

Honestly, these guys are pretty good at surfing. Perhaps those without the skills wouldn't want to torture themselves in the winter.

I happened to see a film crew filming on the beach.

The people surrounded by cameras are handsome men and beautiful women, wearing swimming trunks and bikinis that are only worn in summer, pretending that they are enjoying the beach and sunshine.

Compared to the other behind-the-scenes staff, each one is more bloated than the other. Perhaps the actors are cursing in their hearts.

After seeing this scene, Henry gradually felt the reality of his coming to Los Angeles.

So, what to do next?

Although I thought about a lot on the boat, I only thought about the big picture issues.

Now you have to ask yourself what to do specifically.

Henry stopped the car when he passed a newsstand, got out, and walked over to it. He rummaged through his pocket, pulled out a five-pointer, and placed it on the counter. He then picked up a copy of the Los Angeles Times and said to the shopkeeper, "Another map."

"Do you want a tourist map or..." asked the middle-aged man at the newsstand.

"A more detailed map. I'm going to be living in Los Angeles for a while."

The middle-aged man pulled out a folded map and handed it to Henry. He then placed a few coins in the change and casually asked, "Where did you get it from?"

"Alaska," Henry said bluntly.

"Oh, no wonder. Seeing you wearing this, I even wondered if it was going to snow in Los Angeles."

Henry's coat was windproof and moisture-proof, a standard snow coat, somewhat different from a regular warm-weather coat. That's why the middle-aged man at the newsstand said this.

"Oh my God. I've seen enough snow. Will it snow in Los Angeles?" Henry continued.

"It does when it's really cold, but I haven't seen that in a long time. If you want to ski, you have to go east to Big Bear Lake. There are good ski resorts there."

"No, absolutely not. I feel sick just seeing snow now, and you're going to slide on it? Wouldn't it be better to just roll down?" After complaining, Henry asked, "There are so many decorations on the road, are they preparing to celebrate Christmas?"

"Yeah, Christmas and then New Year. It's the same every year, no creativity at all." The middle-aged man said jokingly.

Henry quipped back, "It would be terrible if any year was different."

"Yeah. Haha." Realizing that Henry could find his weakness, the middle-aged man laughed happily twice.

Grabbing the change and the map, Henry said, "Thanks, I'm leaving."

"Merry Christmas," the middle-aged man wished.

"Merry Christmas."

Henry returned to the car and continued driving. Although it was already past noon, he happened to be disembarking from the ship, so he had no time to eat lunch and could only find a restaurant on the way.

American restaurants are also divided into different grades, and Henry didn't go to the most upscale restaurants. Because those places don't require reservations, they all have dress codes if you want to enter.

If someone came in dungarees, slippers, and shorts, the restaurant manager would dare to turn away even the richest person, not to mention the wealthy. With Henry's current attire, there was a high chance he would be turned away.

Besides, that kind of place is expensive. Apart from being a place for business people to have a meal together, it is a rip-off for tourists.

Henry found a family-style restaurant that didn't have any strange smells. After parking the car, he picked up his newspaper, map, and backpack and went into the restaurant.

Inside that backpack was all his wealth. More than twenty bundles of hundred-dollar bills filled the small backpack to the brim.

Considering the security situation in the United States, Henry didn't think of leaving the bag in the car. It would be like inviting others to break the window and snatch the bag.

Of course, when I need to pay some small changes, I put some small change and bills in each pocket of my body.

Whenever he needed to pay a bill, he would have to feel around to collect the money. This made him look particularly poor, and no one would suspect that Henry had a large sum of money.