American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

Author: Fallen Leaves by the River

Summary:

Summary:

I traveled to the world of an American TV series and obtained a system for picking up attributes.

Thus, the "protagonists" in American TV series have become excellent "leeks" (victims of exploitation).

Mike: Your king has arrived!

Chapter 1 The Road to Transferring Schools

A dilapidated white RV is slowly making its way along a rugged road.

Perhaps due to its age, this small RV, suitable for family trips, is now playing a symphony of creaking and groaning.

This commotion left no doubt that the car might break down at any moment.

The driver of the RV was a white man in his forties, dressed in official uniform with a social welfare agency badge hanging around his neck.

The name tag had "Dennis Smith" written in bold font in the center.

"Mike, it's almost noon. Would you like to stop and grab something to eat?" Dennis, a middle-aged man, asked as he turned to the side, one hand on the steering wheel.

"Then take a break. You've been driving for over ten hours straight. I'm really afraid you might accidentally drive me into a ditch," a young voice came from the back seat.

This RV started from the small town of St. Paul, Minnesota, and its destination was Deford, Texas.

The two places are not far apart, but they are not close either. It takes three or four days to drive there and back.

The RV that Mike was riding in departed from Minnesota yesterday at noon.

"Ha~, you're Mike Quinn (king), the fearless Quinn, would you be afraid?" Dennis laughed and made a sarcastic remark, but his body obediently pulled the car over to the side of the road.

It was the height of summer in August, the hottest time of the year.

Dennis opened the car door, wiped the sweat from his brow as he faced the gentle breeze blowing from afar, and said, "This piece of junk, the air conditioning is broken, it should have been thrown in the trash long ago!"

“Then you should apply for funding from the guild…” A teenager, carrying a huge travel bag, crawled out from the back of the RV.

“Next, Dennis,” Mike tossed the black travel bag to the middle-aged man.

"Hey, you're so inconsiderate..." Dennis hurriedly caught the travel bag, and seeing the boy get back into the car, he could only shake his head helplessly.

A moment later, the boy came out, holding a wide-brimmed cowboy hat in one hand and a blanket in the other.

Glancing at the desolate wasteland, the boy pointed to a bare cypress tree not far away and said, "Let's rest there."

……

They laid out a blanket and sat down under the tree.

Mike picked up the travel bag again and took out the food items one by one: a giant hamburger, a giant hot dog, a farm apple...

Of course, there were also two bottles of San Arnold beer.

Dennis took a bottle of beer, clinked it against Mike's, and asked, "If I remember correctly, you're not sixteen yet, are you?"

"Well, to be precise, I won't be sixteen until six months from now," Mike replied, taking a sip of his beer.

Of course, Americans use the lunar calendar, which starts counting from the father's age.

So, strictly speaking, Mike is only fourteen and a half years old.

"Uh... alright. Kid, remember this: never tell anyone that you drank with me." Dennis irritably tugged at his tie and then took a big gulp of beer.

In the United States, the legal drinking age is 21. Although Texas has relaxed its policy due to local laws, the legal age for drinking is still 18.

If people find out that Dennis, a public servant at the welfare home, had been drinking with Mike, he'll definitely be sued in the local court.

Mike, of course, understood the implications, smiled, and said, "Let's not talk about such trivial matters anymore. What I really want to know is, Uncle Dennis, why don't you take off that ugly jacket in this heat?"

Dennis, who is over forty, has gained weight, developed a considerable beer belly, and sports a receding hairline.

The slightly tight-fitting black uniform didn't look good on him.

According to Mike's predecessor's memories, Dennis had this old-fashioned style as early as three or four years ago.

"What does a little kid know? As a public servant, I have to maintain my 'decency' at all times," Dennis said wistfully, taking a sip of beer.

"Tch, the meaningless 'superiority complex' of middle-aged people, how pathetic!" Mike said sarcastically.

"Hey, you're getting more and more venomous with your mouth. If it weren't for your cute looks, I would have beaten you up already." Dennis laughed and cursed, and waved his arm meaninglessly to show his strength.

“Dennis, no offense… take another look, your grammar is definitely wrong.” Mike raised an eyebrow, fiddled with his hair, and flashed a bright smile.

Mike, who is fifteen years old (by Chinese reckoning), is already nearly 1.8 meters tall, and the childish look on his face is gradually fading.

With his smooth jawline and well-proportioned features, Michael has a good appearance that rivals that of a young Leonardo DiCaprio.

“Okay, okay. ‘Cute’ really doesn’t suit you anymore. You’re a ‘handsome’ young man now.” Dennis looked speechless, then retorted, “If you weren’t so ‘handsome,’ Jennifer wouldn’t have chosen you, her junior from elementary school…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Dennis knew he had made a mistake and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned her."

Mike didn't react as violently as Dennis had expected. He calmly said, "It's okay. Nobody could have predicted that something like that would happen."

Jennifer, demon, sacrifice...

These words have become taboo in the small town of Minnesota.

The original Mike Quinn had actually been killed by that beautiful female student.

Mike, who had been "resurrected," after much scheming and with a deliberate act of treachery, killed his senior Jennifer outside the Abyss Altar on a dark and stormy night, and threw her body into the Abyss.

When a person dies, the lamp goes out, and all grudges and debts are wiped away.

Mike's act of "revenge" was done discreetly and cleanly, so naturally no one discovered any subsequent problems.

What Mike didn't expect was that although Jennifer had "disappeared," the impact she had had was still significant.

In an effort to quell the matter, local senior students, after much deliberation, ultimately persuaded all those involved, including Mike, to leave the program.

Mike was an orphan who inherited a small farm. He could have lived a comfortable life even if he hadn't continued his education.

However, it's unknown what Mike's deceased parents were thinking back then.

To receive their inheritance and a fixed monthly allowance, Mike needs to meet two requirements: graduating from high school and being at least eighteen years old.

To make a living, Mike had no choice but to humble himself and, with the help of the local welfare home, embark on this "transfer" journey.

As for why he went to the small town of Deford, Texas, Mike knew that there was an old woman there named Connie who was related to his deceased grandmother and was willing to take him in as a "bad boy".

“Mike, I’ve already inquired around. Ms. Connie is a really nice person. Going to her is a good opportunity to start a new chapter in your life.” Dennis patted Mike on the shoulder, sighed softly, and comforted him, “Trust me, everything will be alright.”

In Dennis's heart, Mike was still just a child.

Moreover, the other party was already an orphan, and now he is about to leave his hometown, which makes people uneasy.

Chapter 2 Visitors to the Town

Because of the hot weather, Dennis didn't have much of an appetite, and most of the food he brought out ended up in Mike's stomach.

“Dennis, we don’t really need to be in such a rush. If I remember correctly, your company should have granted you more than a week of leave for this business trip, right?” Mike said casually after finishing his large hamburger.

"The sooner I can get you settled, the sooner I can go back and spend a couple more days with your Aunt Kelly," Dennis replied while collecting the trash.

"Ugh, that's really cheesy..." Mike pretended to shake the goosebumps off his body, then downed the beer in one gulp and threw the empty bottle far away.

……

Amid Dennis's "complaints," Mike picked up his travel bag and happily ran towards the RV.

"You little rascal, your personality is getting more and more outgoing!" Dennis watched Mike's retreating figure, a smile appearing on his usually stern face.

Four years ago, after Mike's parents died in an accident, Dennis became Mike's legal guardian.

Due to family reasons, Mike had always been somewhat "introverted".

Dennis had initially worried that Mike would become increasingly withdrawn after the "Jennifer" incident.

However, judging from Mike's current performance, he seems to have emerged from Jennifer's shadow.

This situation gave Dennis a sense of relief, as if "his own child has finally grown up."

After a series of fatherly sighs, Dennis picked up a trash bag and headed towards the RV.

Before long, the rickety little car started its journey again, creaking and groaning.

Mike lay back down in the back seat, covering his face with his cowboy hat, looking like he was sleeping, but in reality, his consciousness had entered the system.

Yes, as a time traveler, how could Mike be without a system by his side?

Pickup System

Host: Mike Quinn (Zhao Kun)

智力：128+（普通90～110、优秀110～120、非常优秀120～140、天才140+）

Physical fitness: 107+ (100 for average adult male)

技能：驾驶lv3（67/10000）、射击lv2（233/1000）、厨艺lv2（191/1000）……

(Skills are divided into five levels / more skills can be seen by expanding.)

Characteristics: Demonic Body (1. Immortality. 2. Eternal youth. 3. Rapid healing.)

(Note: "Immortality" here does not mean being immortal. One can still die from severe brain or heart damage.)

(Similar characteristics can be combined and integrated.)

After about a month of exploration, Mike had pretty much figured out his system.

In other words, by changing other people's emotions, you can randomly drop attribute points, skill proficiency, and various traits.

Simple and direct.

Moreover, according to Mike's initial guess, the "protagonists" of this world seem to be more likely to drop good things.

Just like the "Demon Body," which Mike accidentally picked up when Jennifer died.

After system optimization, Mike's demonic body can be used simply by consuming normal food, unlike Jennifer who needs to eat people.

……

"Sizzle~"

Just as Mike was observing the system, the scraping sound of the RV's body "awakened" him.

Fortunately, the minor collision didn't affect the use of the RV. The scraping sound just now must have come from the vehicle hitting the curb.

Mike looked up and, sure enough, saw Dennis's tired eyes in the rearview mirror.

“Hey Dennis! Why don’t you take a break and let me drive?” Mike said seriously.

Dennis was brought back to his senses by Mike's call, and his mind started working again. He immediately refused, saying, "No, you're not old enough to have a driver's license. It's against the rules to let you drive."

“Dennis, think about it again. You just drank alcohol, which is drunk driving. Driving all night until you're not fully conscious is driving while fatigued... Do you need me to call the police for you?” Mike retorted, concerned for their safety.

Their eyes met in the rearview mirror, and Dennis finally gave in, stopped the car, and said, "Okay, you're right... You drive, I'll watch the car from the passenger seat."

Mike got to drive the RV as he wished, and with his Level 3 driving skills, he naturally drove it fast and steadily.

Dennis leaned back in the passenger seat, intending to offer Mike a few words of advice. But seeing how steadily Mike was driving, he soon settled into his seat and started snoring.

There weren't many intersections on the interstate highway, and after more than three hours, Mike followed the road signs and arrived at the town of Deford.

The town doesn't look very big, and in the sunset, it exudes a simple and rustic charm.

Mike asked for directions several times along the way and then drove the RV to the front of house number 5502.

At this moment, the doors of the detached apartment building were tightly shut.

Meanwhile, the apartment across the hall with the sign "5501" was bustling with activity.

"Missie, go see if our 'guests' have arrived," George's father, who was lying on the sofa watching a sports event, said to his youngest daughter when he heard the noise outside the door.

A little girl holding a doll ran to the window, looked out, and exclaimed, "Wow, there's a campervan parked in front of our house!"

"Is our little Mike here?" A stylishly dressed older woman poked her head out of the kitchen, her face full of anticipation.

She is the person Mike will be relying on—Grandma Connie.