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Chapter 1 Simplicity is the Best
Time travel is a despicable thing.
Even now, Shinonome still believes this.
However, if one could travel to a better world, it would be slightly less immoral.
On a new day, Dongyun woke up in bed as usual.
He rubbed his eyes, got out of bed in the dark, went to the wooden table, and pushed open the window facing the table.
The soft light of dawn shone into the cottage, a cool breeze caressed my face, and the fragrance of the morning grass filled the air.
"What a nice day."
Dongyun felt happy looking at the lush green scenery outside the window.
The windows are closed sill windows; if the windows are not opened, the room is so dark that you can't see anything.
Although he gradually got used to the view outside the window, he would still open the window every day with anticipation and quietly look at the scenery outside for a minute or two.
It's too comfortable.
Life here is much more comfortable than on a deserted island.
Dongyun turned his head and saw the pink-haired girl sleeping soundly on the bed, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
They had been in this world for a week, and in that week, they not only solved the problems of food, water, shelter, and fire, but also confirmed the situation in the town.
Xiao Jia has the ability to see a thousand miles. As long as she is willing to spend her magic power, she can observe the situation of the town below the mountain from afar.
Using her clairvoyance, she went to the town herself that night to investigate and confirmed that it was inhabited by ordinary people and was relatively safe.
Why is it considered relatively safe?
Although it's called a small town, it's actually quite large, with public and commercial buildings such as a post office, police station, hospital, restaurants, bars, schools, and fire station. The town has a simple and honest folk culture and is very free.
During that week, Gabriel, using her speed-traveling abilities, witnessed all sorts of GTA-esque events, including theft, robbery, murder, attempted rape, hit-and-run, and gang fights.
Since the town is very GTA-like, they naturally had to follow local customs. So, after Xiao Jia confirmed that the town was safe, he and Xiao Jia went to the town again last night.
They deliberately chose to go to dark, deserted places, venturing into areas they sensed were most dangerous. Unsurprisingly, they encountered several black men. He had a revolver, Xiao Jia had magic, and while the black men also had guns, they were useless—completely useless.
It's a pity, the black guys are all poor guys, they have leaves in their pockets, but not much money.
Left with no other choice, they had to continue their sting operation, trying to find out who would target Xiao Jia or even him, in order to make their first fortune.
"So, you were robbed by two savages?"
Officer Brand Smith frowned as he looked at the three fellow Nigga.
Hearing their stories and smelling the faint scent of leaves on them, he couldn't help but suspect that they weren't hallucinating from high levels of drugs.
These three grown men, smoking weed and rapping, were robbed on the street by two underage savages. And the savages weren't just wielding clubs; one used a pistol, and the other used magic? These three guys even said they hadn't smoked any drugs—they must have smoked too little!
Are you idiots? Or do you think I'm an idiot?
Brand's face was already dark, but it darkened even more after hearing the three drug addicts' explanations.
“What we said is true, absolutely true. The Duke of Pirates and his gang were also robbed.”
"Lavan and his men were robbed too."
“I heard that Ryan, who was just released on bail a couple of days ago, was also robbed.”
One name after another, one group after another, came out of the mouths of the three complainants.
Brand waved his hand impatiently and said, "Alright, all of you shut up and go back. I'll let you know if there's any news."
"You're just trying to brush us off."
Someone complained dissatisfiedly.
"No, our police will do their best to find the robber. Once we have information, we will arrest him and notify you. If you are not satisfied, you can inquire in the underworld yourself and contact me if you have any information."
Brand replied rather perfunctorily.
He didn't believe that these drug addicts could find out any information.
It's just these guys' wild imaginations. There are no savages, no savages who can use guns or do magic. These three elements are completely unrelated and belong to three different works.
To be honest, although he was Black, Brand was an educated Black man, and he simply couldn't understand why his fellow Black people would be obsessed with things like big V.
Although marijuana is legal in Ohio, and even 1 gram or 2 grams of marijuana is not considered a crime, he still finds it hard to tolerate the Nigga and Honky using this stuff.
What to do? Only kill!
Brand was keen to empty the magazine; this wasn't the first time he'd had similar conversations with these addicts. After all, these guys were either thieves or had their things stolen from them, and this wasn't the first time they'd come to report it.
Occasionally, he would see them acting suspiciously during the day and sneaking around at night. Being a man of justice, he would not stand idly by and would do everything he could to stop them from committing crimes.
After getting rid of the four drug addicts, Brand saw his partner returning across the street with coffee.
As the other person approached, he asked, "Someone just reported that they were robbed by two savages, one with a gun and the other with magic. Do you think that's possible?"
“Maybe. I just overheard the coffee shop employee telling a customer that she saw an angel.” Officer Whit Jones handed his coffee to his colleague and said with a smile, “I think World War II is coming tomorrow, so let’s stock up on guns and supplies tonight.”
"That makes sense. I saw on TikTok that the leak from the overturned train wasn't untreated highly polluting waste, but a super virus that could destroy the world. I'm going to spend all my money on medicine, guns, and food."
With that, Brand returned to the police car.
His partner also sat in the passenger seat and laughed, "Haha, do you have money?"
"No, hahaha."
Immediately, a cheerful atmosphere filled the police car.
What they didn't know was that the savages and angels they were talking about lived in the mountains not far from their town.
Meanwhile, the savages and angels on the mountain were discussing going down the mountain to plunder the town, extorting money from the local thugs and ruffians, and then using that money to buy clothes, daily necessities, and other necessities.
Actually, Dongyun wanted to buy it for free, since the old lady had already paid for it.
But because Xiao Jia is an angel, he maintained his high moral standards. Even when he came to America, he did not follow the local custom of buying things for free. Instead, he freely asked people who were obviously not good for money.
If they wanted enough money, they might be able to create four fake identities, move from the mountains into the town, and live a simple, unpretentious, and boring American rural life.
After all, this world seems quite peaceful, not much different from the Earth they once lived on. If they really can't return to their homeland, then settling down in this world and living a simple, ordinary life doesn't seem like a bad option.
Chapter 2 The Stink of Raspberry Town
Raspberry Town, Ohio, USA.
In a cabin in the woods on the mountain, Shinonome, Gabriel, and Shima Rin stayed inside, while Kagamihara Nadeshiko cooked outside.
They had been in this world for half a month, and in that time, with Xiao Jia's help, they had wreaked havoc on all sorts of bad people in the town, including thugs, hooligans, scoundrels, and bastards.
They made a lot of money and confiscated a lot of guns.
However, they were too exploitative, which made it difficult for them to make money in Raspberry Town.
Although Raspberry Town is a large town, as far as they know, the entire town has only a little over 10,000 people. It's unlikely that many bad guys or vicious criminals will emerge from here.
Ordinary people in town might not have heard of them, but the local thugs certainly knew that three cute girls would be out at night, so they deliberately appeared in dark, deserted places to set traps for them.
If someone harbors ill intentions, then they can expect to be scammed.
American-style Iaijutsu is useless. Others have bullet time, so escaping is pointless. No matter how fast you run, how many walls you can climb, or even how well you can use your racial talent to become invisible, it's all useless.
I already said it was an angel who jumped.
They are angels that can fly and have angelic rings. You can't fight back or run away; you can only obediently pay up.
Therefore, some people believe that this is divine punishment, that they did not do good deeds in their daily lives, and that they have attracted the messenger of God to punish them, and that their money was used to buy indulgences.
Rumors about angels have begun circulating in Raspberry Town.
However, this rumor is not popular online, but only has a small local reputation, and not many people believe it. They just think it is the delusion of drug addicts.
“Xiao Jia, let’s lay low for a while. I saw a super popular blogger on TikTok is coming to explore this area. If he comes up the mountain, you should hide.”
In the hunter's cabin on the mountain, Dongyun lay on the bed playing on his phone, scrolling through TikTok videos about Ohio.
"I see."
Gabriel nodded.
They know that she, in particular, should lay low for a while.
She's been having a bit of fun lately, dressing up as Spider-Man and Batman to fight criminals and getting reward money, which she's quite happy about. But she didn't expect that these past few days, when she tried to set up a sting operation, she didn't catch any fish, but instead caught the police.
Fortunately, the police officer was a devout Christian. He wasn't looking for her because of the angel jump case, but simply to see if angels really existed. After seeing her angel halo and angel wings, he immediately converted to Buddhism—no, I mean, he converted to Buddhism and swore to keep her secret.
To be honest, it doesn't really matter whether this is kept secret or not. There are tons of rumors, ghost stories, and conspiracy theories circulating in the US. The appearance of an angel in Raspberry Pi won't even cause a ripple online. Even if someone captures a picture of her shimmering with golden light, it will be commented as special effects.
However, since they've attracted the attention of major bloggers, it's best to lay low for a while. Besides, they've made enough money; it's time for them to retire.