Chapter 1 The Road to Transfer
A dilapidated white small RV was moving slowly on a rugged road.

Perhaps because of its age, this small RV suitable for family travel is playing a symphony of "squeaks".

This movement left no doubt that this small car would go on strike at any moment.

In the RV, the driver was a white man in his 40s. He was dressed in official uniform and had a social welfare institution badge hanging on his chest.

In the middle of the badge, it says [Dennis Smith] in bold font.

"Mike, it's almost noon. Do you want to stop for something to eat?" Dennis, a middle-aged man, held the steering wheel with one hand and asked sideways.

"Then take a rest. You have been driving for more than ten hours. I'm afraid that if you are not careful, you will bring me into a ditch." A young voice came from the back of the car.

This RV set out from the Minnesota town of St. Paul, and its destination was Telford, Texas.

The distance between the two places is not far, nor is it close. If you drive for three or four days, you can walk back and forth.

The RV that Mike was riding in departed from Minnesota at noon yesterday.

"Ha~, you are Mike Quinn (king/king). How can the fearless Quinn still be afraid?" Dennis complained in an exaggerated tone while laughing, but he honestly pulled the car over and stopped.

It is mid-summer in August, the hottest time of the year.

Dennis opened the car door, faced the distant breeze, wiped the sweat from the top of his head, and said: "This shabby car, the air conditioner is broken, it should have been thrown into the garbage dump long ago!"

"Then you should apply for funds from the guild..." A teenager got out of the back of the RV with a huge travel bag in his hand.

"Next, Dennis~" Mike threw the black travel bag to the middle-aged man.

"Hey, you won't have guests..." Dennis hurriedly caught the travel bag, and seeing the boy get back into the car, he could only shake his head helplessly.

After a while, the boy came out with a wide-brimmed cowboy hat in one hand and a blanket in the other.

Looking at the deserted wilderness, the young man pointed to a bald cypress tree not far away and said, "Let's go there to rest~"

……

Putting on blankets, the two of them sat under the tree.

Mike took the travel bag again and took all kinds of food from it: giant hamburgers, giant hot dogs, big farm apples...

And, of course, two bottles of St. Arnold beer.

Dennis took a bottle of beer, touched Mike, and asked, "If I remember correctly, you haven't turned sixteen yet, have you?"

"Well, to be precise, I won't turn 16 in another half a year." Mike replied after taking a sip of beer.

Of course, Millican always uses fictitious years to keep track of years, starting from his father.

So, technically, Mike is only 14 and a half years old now.

"Uh~Okay. Boy, remember, don't mention it to anyone in the future, you and I drank together." Dennis tugged at the tie at the front of his shirt irritably, and then took a big gulp of beer.

The legal drinking age in Michigan is 21 years old. Although Texas has relaxed the policy because of the regional law, it can only drink alcohol.

If anyone knew that Dennis, a public official in the welfare home, had a drink with Mike, he would be prosecuted by the local court.

Mike naturally knew the stakes. He smiled and said, "Don't talk about such trivial matters. I just want to know, why don't you take off that ugly coat on such a hot day, Uncle Dennis?"

Dennis, who is over forty, has gained weight, has a big beer belly, and has a piece of the Mediterranean Sea on his head.

The slightly tight black official uniform didn't look good on him.

According to the memories of Mike's predecessor, Dennis had this old-fashioned style as early as three or four years ago.

"What do little brats know? As a public official, I must always maintain my 'decency'." Dennis said melancholy after taking a sip of beer.

"Tch, the meaningless "superiority" of middle-aged people is really pitiful!" Mike said venomously.

"Hey, you kid's mouth is getting more and more poisonous. If I didn't see how cute you are, I would have beaten you." Dennis laughed and cursed, and waved his arms meaninglessly to show his strength.

"Dennis, I'm not telling you... look carefully, your grammar just now must be wrong." Mike raised his eyebrows, fiddled with his hair, and showed a shining smile.

Mike, who is fifteen years old, is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and the immature color on his face is gradually receding.

The smooth jaw line and correct facial features give Mike an appearance that is not inferior to that of a young Lizi.

"Okay, okay. "Cute" is not suitable for you anymore, you are also a "handsome" guy now." Dennis had a speechless expression, and then counterattacked: "Why don't you be like this?" Handsome", Jennifer will not find you as a primary school boy..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Dennis secretly thought it was bad, and hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I shouldn't mention her."

Mike didn't react as violently as Dennis thought. He said calmly: "It's okay, no one would have thought that something like that would happen."

Jennifer, demons, sacrifices...

These words have become taboo in small-town Minnesota.

The original Mike Quinn had actually been killed by that beautiful senior.

As for the re-"resurrected" Mike, after many calculations, intentional and unintentional, on a dark and stormy night, he killed his senior sister Jennifer outside the altar of the abyss, and the body was thrown into the abyss.

When a person dies, the light goes out, and all grievances and grudges disappear.

Mike's "revenge" was done in secret, and the matter was handled cleanly. Naturally, no follow-up questions were discovered.

What Mike didn't expect was that although Jennifer "disappeared", her impact was still huge.

In order to calm down the matter, the local seniors finally "persuaded" all relevant people like Mike to quit after many considerations.

Mike Ben is an orphan with the inheritance of a small farm to his name.Originally, even if he didn't continue to go to school, he could live a stable life.

However, I don’t know what Mike’s dead parents thought back then.

If Mike wants to get their inheritance and fixed monthly living expenses, he needs to meet the two requirements of high school graduation and full age.

For the sake of life, Mike had to bow his head, and then with the help of the local orphanage, he started this "transfer" trip.

As for why he went to the small town of Telford, Texas, Mike Goo knew that there was an old man named Connie there who had some relationship with his late grandmother and was willing to accept him as an "unlucky guy."

"Mike, I've already inquired. That Ms. Connie is very nice. If you go to her place, you can start a new life." Dennis patted Mike on the shoulder, sighed slightly, and comforted: "I believe I, everything will be fine~"

In fact, in Dennis' mind, Mike is just a child.

Moreover, the other party is an orphan, and now he has to leave his hometown, which makes people feel uneasy.

(End of this chapter)

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