Chapter 102: I Will Ensure Your Safety

Butler, a city in Georgia that was originally not bad.

Sean originally had a house, a job, a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter, and a half-new car.

Life couldn't be said to be great, couldn't even be said to be good, because his wife had no job, and the family's expenses relied solely on him.

But they could still get by!

But now, whether they could still get by was uncertain!

The house was half blown away by the hurricane; now a corner of space has barely been cleared out, habitable, barely, and after repairs enough to live on.

The car was soaked in water; even though the car had flood insurance, the insurance company still hasn't come to register it, or it might take a long wait.

It's also possible the insurance company paid out until it went bankrupt! But these are all fleeting clouds! Only one thing is most important: the job is gone!

This... is the most important.

Sean signed for and received the rescue loan, a loan limit of 750 dollars per person; he, his wife, and his daughter, three people added up to over two thousand dollars.

This is life-saving money! The Federal Emergency Management Agency said that waiting for everything to restore order might take two or three months.

Because the disaster area is too large!

This two-thousand-plus dollars of loan will be the only funds for their family of three to stockpile two or three months of grain and water, and to repair the house.

Most importantly, the credit card still has to be paid back!

Even though they are in a disaster area, if there were disaster victims who might starve to death without this 750-dollar disaster relief loan, they still have to pay the credit card first.

Otherwise they would very likely be prosecuted in court, and the house and land auctioned off.

Fortunately.

Sean alone with one job, supporting a family with difficulty, didn't dare swipe the credit card too much; last month there was only a 600-dollar bill.

After paying off last month's credit card bill, the disaster relief loan they actually received was only about fifteen or sixteen hundred dollars left.

He is worrying now.

If everything cannot return to normal order within one or two months, and his own job, then his family might be done for.

"Sean, we need to replenish food!"

His wife interrupted his wild thoughts, stating the more urgent matter at hand, which was borrowing a car.

"Ok, I know!"

The nearest supermarket that has restored normal order from Sean's house takes at least two hours by car, not counting shopping time; round trip takes nearly four hours.

No choice! The nearest supermarket hasn't restored normal order yet; they can only go farther.

This requires borrowing a car.

Fortunately, their neighbor Michael's house, because the terrain is relatively high.

Although the house was also damaged to some extent, when those Eastern Priests brought a large batch of believers over, they nimbly helped repair it.

Now it's habitable and doesn't leak; that's already very good.

The car can still be used.

"Michael, are you home?"

A middle-aged man walked out of a somewhat dilapidated but still livable house; it was the Michael Sean spoke of: "You want to borrow the car?"

Sean nodded: "You know, a few days ago supplies were short, prices too high, we didn't dare buy too much.

Now we've waited a few more days, supplies should be more abundant, and then it'll be a bit cheaper.

That way, the 750-dollar loan we got can last a bit longer."

After speaking, he asked back: "Has your family stockpiled enough supplies to support one or two months of consumption?"

Michael handed over the car keys, shook his head: "I'll wait for supplies to get even cheaper before going; currently the house still has quite a few cans, enough to last a few days!

Right, however much gas you use, you just put back that much gas! You know, my family didn't get the loan; we're relying on the 1000-plus in savings in the bank card to hold out until the work environment recovers and we start working, only then can we survive."

Yes, because they have no savings, many Americans have no ability to withstand risks.

Someone like Michael, who still has 1000-plus in savings, is truly rare.

Like Sean, he actually owes several hundred on his credit card.

Sean understood the meaning, asked in surprise: "They really, right in front of your face, marked you as a Trump supporter, and then refused to give your family the loan?"

Michael nodded: "Yes, even a FEMA rescue operation, as well as the purchase quotas for cheap relief supplies, will avoid us supporters who have been marked.

Unless we switch allegiance to that girl who loves to laugh......" (Steam matters)

It was precisely from that moment that he learned there were many families like his that had been marked; as long as they were supporters, they would be put on a list.

Whether it's FEMA rescue operations or relief supply purchase quota distribution, their families on the list would all be excluded.

The main point is to let them fend for themselves, and let people in other places see the outcome of not supporting the laughing girl Haha Sister.

Sean drove the car home, bringing his wife and daughter, heading for this trip's destination, a big supermarket two hours' drive from home.

"Fortunately we haven't voted to support anyone, otherwise we wouldn't get this 750-dollar-per-person loan either! Now our fridge has no power and can't store fresh food, but if we buy some vacuum-packed food and canned goods, as long as we buy cheaper ones, it should last a while."

His wife said with relief.

Sean drove the car, frowning and thinking, while answering.

"Lasting a while won't do either.

I suspect.

Even after two or three months, production order might not necessarily recover.

After those two or three months, when the money runs out, what do we do?"

Thinking and thinking, he suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"The world shouldn't be like this!"

His wife heard this and instantly turned her head to look, a face full of surprise: "You also heard the Eastern Sect's Purple-robed Archbishop's remarks?

And took them to heart! Are you crazy? We can't even speak ill of the Jewish consortium; this kind of talk, of course, is even more unspeakable.

"You actually..." Sean suddenly cut her off: "I'm worried, if the laughing girl Haha Jie wins, our lives will still be like the past 4 years, a mess, barely struggling to survive.

Then one day suddenly unable to hold on, starved to death! If Haha Jie wins, if this world doesn't change, we will eventually have a day where we can't hold on!

Vivian, how long has it been since you've seen a position suitable for yourself?

Our neighbors, how many people, have no jobs, clinging to a feeble existence!

Can't survive, then just starve to death!

That Purple-robed Archbishop was right, us bottom-level disaster victims, can't survive much longer!

We have to make a change, this world shouldn't be like this, what bottom-level disaster victims need to do now is first let themselves survive.

If we don't make a change, many bottom-level disaster victims will starve to death.

But.

When all bottom-level disaster victims unite together, we can also form a great force, influence the choice of who reaches the summit! Why not unite together!"

"Moreover, he also said, he wants to make America great again!"

Hearing this sentence, his blood boiled with excitement.

America before 91, could be said to be one of the greatest countries in the world...

To oppose that polar bear, Americans implemented a state capitalist planned economy, during that period the bottom-level disaster victims, everyone had job opportunities, everyone was so positive and upward-looking.

From the moment that polar bear collapsed with a boom, the great America also went with it, never to return.

Sean likes this sentence.

"Make America Great Again!"

After hearing this sentence, he felt, should give him a chance to try.

Bottom-level people like him struggling on the edge of life and death, there are still many.

After watching that Purple-robed Archbishop's speech on Twitter, felt that changing to a different sky, perhaps could let the lives of us bottom-level disaster victims have some change.

Try it ba! Anyway, soon can't survive.

For Chen Yaozu, livestream speech, he did it.

Effect how unknown, also counts as having completed the task, next should do his own things.

A thin 40-something Eastern person stood before him, bowed in salute.

"Su Yichen, pays respects to Mr. Chen, wishes Mr. fortune, peace, and health!"

Chen Yaozu at a glance saw the other's hand, fingers slender and strong, bones thick, so asked: "You know medical skill? And looks like your hand kung fu is not bad?"

Su Yichen nodded: "Replying to Mr. Chen, Su's family inherits Qing Palace Orthopedics, attended Beijing University of Chinese Medicine, knows a bit of medical skill, also knows a bit of martial arts, ancestral Great Qing Imperial Court Muscle-Splitting Bone-Displacing Seizing Hand!"

Hiss...

Quite a background! "With talent like yours, should be able to technical immigrate, why would you stay in America by blacking down?"

Chen Yaozu somewhat puzzled.

But he didn't bear to use the deduction chance to check the background of the person before him, not until critical moment.

Can't every time rely on the talisman's two deduction probe chances, but his own deduction technique, progress slow, what he learned merely scratches the surface, can only rely on asking to understand.

"Traditional Chinese Medicine, America doesn't recognize, otherwise with my ability definitely could technical immigrate over!"

Oh! So that's why can't do technical immigration.

Chen Yaozu asked another sentence.

"But what makes me even more curious is, why did you all come to America?

With your ability, in the domestic should live very well!

After all, family-inherited bone-setting method, also transmitted from Qing Palace right?

University also studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, you this should not worry about income and work!"

Su Yichen felt a bit embarrassed, but gritted his teeth and still said it out: "That year, when I was studying, knew a surnamed Gao, did music! Their circle, America was their ultimate yearning place, even more sacred and bright than the peak of snow mountains.

At that time, I was also brainwashed! Especially that surnamed Gao after immigrating to America, often bragged in the circle about America's freedom and openness, fairness and justice.

So, people in our circle all yearned for it!

Later, I knew a friend doing intermediary, he said many people come here black down, then after a certain time limit, can get America's Green Card.

Result my brain got hot, just brought wife and kids over..."

Speaking to here, his voice somewhat low.

Perhaps also carrying some regret.

No, carrying hatred.

If not for himself entering wrong circle, being brainwashed, wife wouldn't have run away, son wouldn't have been kidney-harvested and died.

If this world has regret medicine, he would definitely go buy one to taste first.

"Go... get a document, on this document, records large batches of Eastern emigration people missing, and organ trading inside story.

What I need you to do is, find this document, then prosecute certain people, name list on the document will have!

But you doing this, may have life danger!

But I said, I will guarantee your safety!

You believe me?"

"I believe!"

Su Yichen left, went to specific place to take away evidence.

Behind him in a place unable to be seen, followed a Brazilian female ghost, and twelve just recently formed America native ghost objects.

(Chapter End)