#AMERICAN#TRAVEL#From tramp to the top of power
Lin Bei opened his eyes, half an expired hot dog in his mouth, and covered with yesterday's Los Angeles Times.
This was not the world he knew. The names of past presidents are wrong, the positions of several states have changed, and even the torch in the Statue of Liberty's hand has changed directions - a parallel world where everything seems familiar and wrong.
What's even more outrageous is his time-travel identity.
A kind person. Or a homeless version of Runren.
In order to get the green card, the original owner made up a tragic story for three years, and finally starved to death on a street bench. The legacy left to Lin Bei: an IOU, a fake passport, a torn shopping bag, and the mess of "whoever survives tonight will win."
Lin Bei threw the hot dog into the trash can and dusted himself off.
He has a system.
The name is very vulgar, called "Power Bloodline". The rules are more vulgar - more children bring happiness, blood is king. The more offspring there are, the stronger the power bonus, from the homeless to the top of the power.
Okay, it's vulgar.
In the first year, he made the gangs in Chinatown call him "Brother Bei."
The next year, he appeared on the cover of Time magazine with the headline "From the Pews to Congress."
In the third year, a call from the White House came to his private number: "Mr. Lin, the president wants to see you."
Lin Bei hung up the phone and smiled at the blond assistant next to him:
"Tell him I'm not free. Let him come see me."
Very good, sense of déjà vu,