Chapter 2

PS: The new book has been released, brothers and sisters. The new book is like a small sapling, which cannot grow without your support. Clicks are like sunlight, collections are like rain, recommendations are like fertilizer, and rewards are like high-tech means. Old Cai humbly requests your support. After tidying up the papers inside, the carefully calculated and repeatedly verified number was placed in his pocket, and Bai Ye opened the curtains and windows. Outside, it was pitch black. The lawn and the campus roads were dotted with streetlights. Not far away, the sounds of moans and panting could be faintly heard.

"Tsk tsk! This world is truly declining. Uh, no, what's the trendy way to say it? Damn, it's so open. That's good. The profession of a flower thief is now completely extinct."

Bai Ye's face immediately showed a playful smile. In that case, some methods could be utilized. However, I, Bai Ye, am not one of those lowly flower thieves. Moreover, the key to this method is the heart. It seems that in the future, if I encounter people with special constitutions, I'll have to put in more effort.

Since his parents died in a travel accident six months ago, it has also been six months since Bai Ye's rebirth. During these six months, he almost always pushed himself to the limit before sleeping, ate the least nutritious instant noodles, drank tap water, did no exercise, got no sunlight, and had little social interaction. It was a miracle that he didn't die.

Pulling his gaze back, Bai Ye's face showed a contemplative expression. He was originally the son of the Supreme Venerable of the Immortal Realm, but unfortunately, his cultivation talent was not good. However, he was still a person who received countless favors. However, after his father broke through to the Divine Realm and went into seclusion, disappearing for thousands of years, his life became increasingly difficult. In the end, he was even betrayed, leading to his death and the disappearance of his path.

Bai Ye's face immediately showed a determined and fierce look. You didn't expect me, Bai Ye, to be reborn, did you? And you didn't expect me to become a先天道体 (先天道体 means "innate Dao body," a special constitution in cultivation) with the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, did you? With such a foundation, I, Bai Ye, will eventually return to the Immortal Realm.

Sitting on the bed, Bai Ye began to try cultivating. However, he immediately frowned and sighed, "It still doesn't work. There is plenty of earth qi here, but it is so impure that it cannot be cultivated. But so what? I, Bai Ye, as a noble Immortal Venerable, will definitely reclaim what I have lost."

The night passed quietly, and Bai Ye slept soundly, occasionally snoring softly. There was no way around it; after staying up for six months without rest, just to get this number, he had truly exhausted himself. When a person is extremely tired, snoring is inevitable.

He slept until noon the next day. Sunlight filtered through the thick black curtains, a beam of light landing on Bai Ye's eyes, and he slowly woke up.

After getting up and washing up, Bai Ye praised again. Don't underestimate the humans on Earth; although their own strength is not great, this world has many unique aspects. At the very least, in terms of household appliances and machinery, the people of Earth are truly admirable.

The door, which had not been opened for at least a month, and sometimes two or three months, was now opened. Immediately, a musty, foul, and indescribable special smell rushed out. The principle of gas diffusion always works.

Students passing by covered their mouths and noses, either detouring or stopping. Some students with OCD even vomited on the spot. Everyone's reactions were different, but one thing was the same: everyone looked at Bai Ye, pointing and whispering.

Bai Ye was already immune to such scenes. He smiled, his face calm as he looked at the crowd like they were ants. He closed the door and walked out of the dormitory.

Leaving the Harvard campus, he went straight to a community supermarket. Since he had studied how to buy, he was very clear. Most American supermarkets offer Powerball lottery ticket sales.

Under the watchful eyes of the supermarket staff, Bai Ye searched through all his pockets, finding a few crumpled dollars. Timing it, it was 12:18 PM on May 18th. Just as the seconds reached 10, Bai Ye immediately reported the numbers, and a lottery ticket was printed out. Checking the time, it was only 17 seconds. But it was close enough. Bai Ye took out the remaining money and handed over two dollars.

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Back in the dormitory, Bai Ye began a thorough cleaning. For the entire afternoon, the notorious "crazy little black room" at Harvard was finally opened. Countless pieces of garbage were swept out, and dust occasionally spread. By the time everything was done, it was almost evening.

The dormitory was now completely refreshed. A large amount of garbage had been cleared out. This scene caused a stir in the entire dormitory building in the afternoon. The crazy guy in room 107 was cleaning up. This was more shocking than the 9/11 attacks.

In fact, Bai Ye had his own life pursuits. However, as a madman, once he immersed himself in a task, carelessness was inevitable. Didn't some sage say that the line between genius and madness is very thin?

Moreover, the memories of certain genius scientists in his mind were about being so busy that they forgot to eat. In that case, his behavior was not unusual.

In the evening, it was almost time for the lottery draw. Bai Ye was very confident. He turned on his computer and, somewhat unfamiliar, went online to find the Powerball lottery website.

The results were already out, and the website had a prominent banner: After 11 rounds of no winners, the Powerball grand prize had finally been won. A total of over 800 million dollars in prize money would be shared by two lucky winners from Massachusetts and Texas.

Seeing this, Bai Ye's face showed no wild joy. It was something he had expected, so there was no need to be overly excited. On the contrary, he was somewhat surprised that someone else had also won. He said slowly, "Indeed, I was just one second off. Otherwise, I would have won it all."

Although he couldn't win it all, Bai Ye was somewhat pleased. This way, he could keep things as confidential as possible.

The next morning, Bai Ye got up early. He left the school almost before anyone else was around. He had changed his clothes and shaved his beard, but he hadn't had time to get a haircut. However, Bai Ye thought it was fine. Was this even considered long hair?

Bai Ye had already researched all the procedures for claiming the prize. Last night, he had made an online appointment with a young lawyer from a small law firm. In addition, he had brought all his documents, including his passport, student ID, and the bank card he had opened at Citibank after coming to the United States.

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"Sir, you are truly lucky. Congratulations on winning 400 million dollars. Would you like to receive the prize in installments or as a lump sum?"

The prize redemption staff first congratulated him and then asked.

This question made Bai Ye pause. He had studied the rules and procedures, but he hadn't considered the method of receiving the prize.

Fortunately, the lawyer he had hired was helpful. He smiled and said, "Boss, you've just come to the United States, right? Let me explain. According to U.S. law, you need to pay personal income tax. If you choose a lump sum, you will receive about 250 million dollars out of the 400 million. If you choose to receive it in installments over 29 years, you will receive the full amount."

After the lawyer finished explaining, Bai Ye made his decision. No way, he needed this money for big things. How could he receive it year by year?

"I'll take the lump sum, Frank. I trust that as an excellent lawyer, you can handle everything. Don't worry, I'll give you an additional one million dollars in legal fees. Also, I do not accept photos or interviews."

Frank was immediately excited. A rich man, indeed, a country that produces rich men. A million dollars in legal fees, given without hesitation.

He nodded and said, "Sir, as you wish, I will do my best."

With the help of a professional, Bai Ye was now at ease. After verifying the lottery ticket, checking various documents, and filling out numerous prize claim forms, he finally completed all the procedures. A text message came in, and 251 million dollars appeared in his account.

Bai Ye didn't renege. After leaving the prize redemption center with Frank, he immediately transferred one million dollars. Frank smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, thank you for your generosity. I'll waive the one thousand dollar service fee. Here is my business card. If you need anything, I will do my best to serve you."

After bidding farewell to Frank, Bai Ye went to get a haircut. His messy hair was cut short, and he now had a short, neat hairstyle.

Bai Ye returned to school leisurely. Just as he reached the dormitory door, he saw Liu Junjie standing there with a haughty look.

Before Bai Ye could speak, Liu Junjie said in a lecturing tone, "Oh? Recovered from your sadness? You even got a haircut? Realized something? Ha, too late! Professor Mansano has told me that the school has issued a notice. From now on, you are expelled."

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