chsdbacks Chapter 61 Daily Tasks
Chapter 61 Daily Tasks
Upon hearing this, they eagerly gathered around, like a flock of chattering sparrows.
"Oh, I know, it's about distributing bread to other people again? Leave it to us!"
"Everyone loves bread that can fill their stomachs, and it feels like fewer people are dying lately."
"I love this job! Those kids next door who were always going against us are all behaving themselves now, even though they're lining up for food." Casey put her hands on her hips and raised her chin. "I love seeing their resentful and frustrated faces!"
"Exactly! They always used to pick on us!"
The other children nodded in agreement.
Zheng En gave the two children two sharp taps on the head, one for each of them, leaving them with freshly baked bumps on their heads, and they grimaced and cried out.
"You two better behave yourselves." Jung Eun ignored their pitiful looks.
He often lent food to homeless people to help them complete daily tasks. Sometimes these children would join the group, but at that time they didn't know each other. The children would take the food and leave, and there was not much interaction between them.
But once they got to know each other, the children became Jung Eun's assistants when distributing food.
With power in their hands, some children inevitably become smug and want to get revenge. They wouldn't deliberately trip you up by withholding food, but they always want to get a piece of the action.
Casey was a mischievous girl, and when Jung Eun scolded her, she just pouted and muttered to herself, "That's just how it is."
The other kids couldn't help but chuckle, and Jason, without even trying, laughed heartily at them, which infuriated Casey so much that she chased after him and beat him up.
Jung Eun's bread truck was parked at the alley entrance; it was easy to spot from a short walk. The children laughed and climbed into the truck, and Jung Eun started the truck and drove towards a more spacious area.
Cars are a necessity of life in America. It was fine when Jung Eun traveled alone before, but now he often goes shopping, and it's inconvenient to do anything without a car, so he simply used ten points to redeem the skill [Common Vehicle Driving] in the store.
He bought the car from a used car dealership recommended by Jason, the same dealership where he sold his car when he first came to the East Side.
With Jason as a friend and considering they had done a deal before, Kold gave a fairly reasonable price.
Zheng En bought cheap goods. Although he was not short of money, he did not use them too well because he knew that the lifespan of good products would be greatly reduced in the East District.
Not long after the court hearing was interrupted that day, the panel indicated that the task had been completed, and he was relieved to leave the crowd and settle the subsequent rewards.
[Mission: Prologue]
Status: Completed
The gun that appears in the first act will always be fired in the third act.
The bullet fired in the third act often becomes the beginning of the fifth act.
Gunshots rang out, smoke filled the air, and you knew things were far from over, but that didn't concern you for the time being.
Batman, Gordon, Harvey... each person is responsible for their own tasks. As someone who is currently unemployed, you don't need to take on so many jobs for yourself.
Of course, that's a different story when there are benefits.
[Task Reward: Settled]
[US$10,000, 20 simulation points, introductory courses in multiple languages, and introduction to tactical thinking]
During this period, Zheng En completed many tasks and spent his simulation points as needed. He could take driving lessons in real life, but that would take an unknown amount of time, so buying skills was much more convenient and faster.
Driving Common Vehicles
[After purchase, you can designate one user to equip it, and the scope of use includes various common vehicles, including but not limited to cars, airplanes, submarines, tanks, etc.]
Simply put, it was well worth the money.
Maybe we can try the bat-shaped aircraft or the tunnel boring machine another day.
Although Jung Eun didn't think Jason would develop into an Arkham Knight in this timeline with her around, the idea of chasing Batman in a tunnel boring machine was still too tempting.
He drove his van to a more spacious square not far away, which was still within the area of Crime Alley.
Crime Alley was once just an ordinary alley, but after the Wayne couple died, its name was changed from Park Street and its area was expanded considerably.
It's so famous that the surrounding area has also been dubbed the "crime alley."
Jason and his friends lived in an alleyway that was just a corner of the crime district. Countless alleyways and lanes were squeezed in between by dilapidated buildings of varying heights, some so narrow that even cars couldn't drive in.
There aren't many homeless people in these places, and although they don't have anything worth stealing, there are still psychopaths who deliberately bully and abuse them.
For normal people, homeless people are dangerous; no one knows if they will go berserk and hurt others. But for perverts, homeless people are also weak and can be bullied at will.
Having been homeless for a long time, they are physically weaker than ordinary people and have no weapons, making it difficult for them to resist.
Even homeless people know to hide in safe places, preferably in open areas with lots of people. It's not only suitable for begging but also safer, and if something happens, they can run away quickly.
Charities or food banks that regularly distribute food usually choose these kinds of places.
Zheng En drove an ordinary van with no markings on it, but because he came so often, some people remembered what the van looked like.
As soon as the car pulled up, people started moving and followed the direction it was going. When Zheng En and the children got off the car, they could see groups of homeless people gathering around.
Jung Eun wasn't surprised. He got out of the car, opened the trunk, and started working. The children weren't helping him for the first time, and they spontaneously got to work after the car stopped.
The tall, big guys would help him carry boxes, Jason and Casey would urge the homeless to line up, and the other kids would run around with them to maintain order.
Before long, a well-formed queue had formed in the square.
Zheng En wasn't a member of a formal organization, so he received food he bought himself. With limited funds, he could only buy cheap, large-quantity bread, the higher the calories, the better.
For homeless people, taste and health are secondary; living a few more days is more important than anything else.
For Jung Eun, he also hopes to enable more people to receive food.
When the food was distributed last time, he noticed that more people were coming to collect it.
After Zheng En discovered this, he asked a few simple questions and learned that the news that he would distribute free food from time to time had spread, causing the homeless people in the area to gather here.
The number of people arriving suddenly increased, and the line was still quite long when he finished distributing the food. Even though the children had warned those who came later that the food was almost gone and that there was no point in queuing now, some people still stood at the end of the line with a sliver of hope.
But food doesn't grow out of thin air.
After distributing the bread, Zheng En could only shake his head at the remaining people. Seeing that the bottom of the box was completely empty, the line slowly began to disperse.
Among those people were men and women, old and young; some came alone with limping legs, some were single mothers carrying children, some were homeless children supporting each other, and some were children being led by adults...
Some of them received food, enough to fill their stomachs for the day, while others could only leave disappointed, searching for the next place to distribute food.
This time, Jung Eun prepared half as much food as last time, but the line was also nearly half as long again.
As the last box of bread was unloaded from his trunk, people from other places joined the queue at the end.
Zheng En didn't know what to say. Jason, who was standing next to him, glanced at the trunk and then at the still growing team.
"I'll go and explain the situation to them, just like before."
There's nothing we can do about it.
Just as Zheng Engang was about to nod, he saw a truck driving from the street toward the square.
It was a very impressive truck, with a brand-new exterior and bright paint, and a string of white words sprayed on the cargo bed—Wayne Foundation.