The old man on the stage noticed Had. There was no other reason than that people in this country are generally short, and Had looked like a telephone pole when he stood there.

The old man didn't seem to mind, paused for a moment, and then continued talking, showing great confidence in his security team.

A gun appeared in Had's hand, and a voice echoed in his mind: "Fire."

Hader was horrified; this madman had actually ordered him to assassinate someone…

The next second, a gunshot rang out, and the old man on the stage exploded in the chest, blood spurting out.

The crowd screamed and scattered, and security personnel drew their guns and returned fire, but not a single bullet hit Hader in any vital areas.

That person still wouldn't let him die.

Hader kept firing until the old man was riddled with bullets and was long gone to meet the emperors of the past.

Just as Had was about to be caught, he quickly slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

But the surveillance cameras have already captured his clear, unedited face, and it's only a matter of time before they find out who he is.

The security personnel rubbed their eyes in disbelief. To be riddled with bullets and still run so fast, this person was definitely not an ordinary person.

He must be a spy trained by some country, specifically sent to assassinate their leader.

Ata explained to Fugui how Qi An disliked this country in the previous parallel world, and Fugui immediately understood.

Fugui went wild, controlling Had to run around everywhere, burning down all the sacred toilets in the island nation, and finally even setting fire to the Emperor's residence.

Hader couldn't imagine what the consequences of his actions would be, but he was certain that he would become a sinner against his motherland.

Even though his country was poor and backward, he still loved it.

Fugui said to Hader, "You're about to become famous, ten thousand times more famous than your live streams. You'll be an absolute world-class influencer. Aren't you happy?"

Hader glared at Qi An and Fu Gui with hatred.

Fu Gui, dissatisfied, gouged out his eyeballs.

"Damn it, it was pitch black with only two white light bulbs flashing, it was creepy, so I confiscated it."

"Sister An'an, where do we throw this idiot?"

Qi An grinned mischievously: "Throw it into international waters; there are people there who specialize in handling garbage."

After a moment of dizziness, Had smelled the salty scent of the sea, heard the roar of the waves, and...

The female demon's bargaining voice.

"Add a little more. Look at this size. Even if it were sold by weight, you wouldn't get this little bit."

"That's the most we can count. These smuggled goods are often produced haphazardly; who knows if they're contaminated or not? The quality is all poor."

Had's heart pounded, and he sobbed and begged for mercy, overwhelmed by regret and fear.

If only I hadn't gone to Country Z, I wouldn't have provoked the devil and dragged my motherland down with me.

So at this point, he is still a homeless man, but his body is intact, his soul is free, and he is still alive.

Fugui kicked Had: "Did you hear that? You piece of trash, you're the kind of garbage that's worthless."

She threatened the thugs: "Hand over all the money, or I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

Had witnessed a double-cross, and those people were beaten into submission by the female demon, eventually obediently handing over their property.

"Sister An'an, here you go. I haven't been able to do live streams for the past few days, which has affected my earning income. I'm making it up to you."

Qi An took the money and patted Fugui's head: "Good boy."

A group of criminals sent off even more criminals and vented their anger on Had.

Hader was quickly pinned down by a group of people venting their anger, and his limbs were cut open like an animal, without any anesthesia.

The moment his heart was removed, his suffering finally ended.

When Qi An returned home, he found that Wen's mother had prepared a large table of delicious dishes. Wen's father happily took out his treasured wine and wanted to have a drink with Qi An.

"Why are you all so happy?" Qi An asked.

Father Wen laughed heartily: "Son, come have a drink with your dad. You don't know yet, do you? Things are really tough for you, haha."

As she served the dishes, Wen's mother hummed, "Today is a good day, all my wishes will come true..."

After getting Wen's father drunk, Qi An returned to his room and turned on his phone.

The internet is filled with joy, and netizens, being seasoned sarcastic commentators, have all changed the background music to "Good Days".

The stories and jokes they tell are flawless, without a single punctuation error, but they can't be appreciated upon closer inspection. The censors turn a blind eye and let them pass as long as they're approved.

Everywhere you look, pigs and sheep are being slaughtered, and feasts are being held; it's even more lively than the Lunar New Year.

Qi An watched some videos and got so caught up in the catchy tune that he started humming along.

After Hader's identity was revealed, he dominated international headlines for a month and became an international celebrity.

The island nation and Haddon's home country almost went to war, but due to the great distance, the meddling of the United States, and the attempts by China to smooth things over, the matter was settled with compensation.

The already impoverished motherland of Hades is now so poor that it can't even afford to eat dirt anymore.

They used to be much poorer, and AIDS was rampant. Their lives have only improved in recent years thanks to aid from Country Z.

But a small favor is appreciated, while a large one breeds resentment. Most people not only fail to be grateful, but also treat their benefactors as wealthy suckers, finding ways to leech off them.

Now we're back to square one, back to square one.

Following the Hader incident, China intensified its scrutiny of foreigners within its borders, and all problematic foreign waste was expelled.

For foreigners who have no problems and genuinely want to develop their careers in Country Z, all preferential treatment has been cancelled, and the process will be handled strictly according to the law, with no longer any special privileges.

Those who dared to defy Chinese law just because they were foreigners have all tasted the bitterness of a harsher punishment.

At the same time, regulations were issued to strictly screen foreign nationals entering the country and to prevent foreign waste from entering and polluting the environment.

A wave of traditional Chinese culture has swept the internet, and people have realized that the things left by our ancestors are truly invaluable.

Qi An comfortably continued his live-streaming career at home, but not long after, his live-streaming room was shut down because he rejected feudal superstition.

Qi An: "..." You don't know what you're missing.

But his business didn't stop. Rich people would come to his door with money in hand and bowing low, just to have him look at their feng shui.

Even major cases that special departments couldn't solve came to him for advice. After a while, he even got a consultant position and secured a stable job.

Mr. and Mrs. Wen were unhappy because no matter how successful their son was, he still didn't have a girlfriend.

Seeing that she was almost out of space at home, Qi An had no choice but to bring in Fugui again.

With a daughter-in-law now available and the two elderly people longing for a grandson, Qi An was at a loss.

She retorted in despair, "I can't do it, I can't have children."

The two elderly people were deeply disappointed and felt sorry for their daughter-in-law, so they were depressed all day long.

A month later, Qi An and Fu Gui went to the orphanage and adopted a little boy.

"Hello Grandpa and Grandma, my name is Xiaota, and I am three years old."

Mr. and Mrs. Wen were overjoyed. Their backs and legs no longer ached, and they held their grandson with utter delight.

This grandson is good in every way, except he doesn't get along with his mother, and they're always putting on a show of mother and son turning against each other.

The family of five lived their lives in this chaotic yet happy way.

Years later, Qi An had a premonition that Lu Jiaojiao was going to die, so he went to take a look.

At that time, she lay on the tattered mat like a piece of rotten meat, surrounded by several black children who were gnawing on mud cakes.

Over the years, in order to survive, she served countless Black people, contracted a host of venereal diseases, had festering, oozing skin all over her body, and reeked of a foul stench.

Her cloudy eyes were so dry that not a single tear could flow. On her deathbed, she seemed to see Wen Nian, and her eyes lit up slightly.

He is still as gentle and handsome as ever; the past seems like a dream.

Did she really have such a good person and such a good life?

I want to go home so badly!

Lu Jiaojiao stared straight at a certain spot, then froze.

She regretted it until her death.

Mr. and Mrs. Wen lived out their later years happily and peacefully, without any illness or pain.

After they passed away peacefully in their old age, Wen Nian's wish was fulfilled, and Qi An left this world.