I opened my eyes in a filthy ditch in Hong Kong in 1983, wearing a ragged undershirt and shorts, with three dollars in my pocket. I was the lowest man under Wai Kat-cheung, and fate had saddled me with a miserable body. The Good Deeds System came online: do good, earn points, and trade them for skills. Who would dare be kind in times like these? First, I had to survive.
