Traveling through Thailand

Chapter 166 The Time Traveler Who Works to Pay Off His Debts

This article mainly tries to dismantle the CP. Any issues with the time period and any discrepancies with the original novel will be explained as parallel universes. There will also be some OOC scenes, so please be lenient if you can't stand it.

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I, Tu Cha, am 17 years old and have been bound to system number 00 for special reasons.

In this world, he is an orphan without parents. He is supposed to be Chinese, but for unknown reasons, he came to Country T to work...

Yes, that's right. Now he is a poor man who can only rely on part-time jobs to earn a living, and has to spend two-thirds of the money to pay off debts.

I finished today's work amidst the curses and swearing. After saying goodbye to my boss and the others, I picked up my backpack and returned to the apartment.

Don’t ask why it’s an apartment. The answer is that I used the system’s gold card to pay for it, and I bought it in full.

Question: Since you already have a gold card, why do you still have to work such a hard part-time job?

The answer to this question is... this crappy system only provides housing assistance; all other expenses require personal effort. So, living in this apartment, he can only navigate in the dark, using candlelight. Regarding the bathing issue... he said he'd go to the school swimming club tomorrow to use the bathing water.

As for clothes, it's also very simple. While taking a shower, wash your clothes and then spend a little money to dry them in a laundry room that can be found everywhere.

So, the people around the school were bathed in the smell of various laundry detergents, but he had no other smell except the odor of sweat. Bullshit. Because where he worked, there were many men and women from different industries.

In that kind of environment, besides the scent of various perfumes, there was also the smell of cigarettes. So... he was often covered in the remnants of these different scents, which gradually evolved into a scent that was uniquely his.

Many people asked him several times in order to buy the same style of "perfume", and he said embarrassedly that it was brought by his friend from China.

It wasn't that he was lying, but he was telling the truth, and no one believed him. After all, with a luxury car picking him up every day, he really didn't look like someone who was going to work at a bar! He was deeply regretful about why he bought a car after buying a house.

In order to punish him for spending millions of years of savings, System Zero forced itself to merge with this car. From then on, his system was a car, a car that could transform into various styles.

Question: Since you don’t want to be so high-profile, why don’t you choose another way to go to school?

It’s not the Zero Zero System yet. When registering him, he specially chose a school that is very far away o(╥﹏╥)o. He is also a wage earner who has to work at night. He can’t sleep for long without taking a car.

With the system holding the back of his neck tightly, he was like a salted fish on a chopping board, unable to turn over even if he wanted to.

As for food, that's easy to solve. Every Saturday morning, I take the system-driven car to the nearest seafood spot. There's often freshly killed seafood here, so I buy a lot of it at a very low price, pickle it, and store it. Every meal consists of a bowl of white rice and pickled seafood. Life is pretty comfortable.

As for vegetables, that's even easier. Spend some time on weekends in the forest looking for wild vegetables. If you're lucky, you might even find some mushrooms. As for whether something is poisonous... just ask the system.

That day, Tucha, who was moving goods out of the warehouse, took out the last box of wine and said, "P'por wine will be delivered tomorrow, and there are only a few boxes left in the warehouse."

"Well, okay, I'll tell the steward."

After watching the people leave, Tucha picked up the list and took inventory of the other goods that needed to be brought in, until there was a "bang". Before he could stick his head out to check what was going on, he heard the sound of gunfire, which he had never heard in real life except on TV and in movies in his previous life.

The gunshot startled him so much that he dropped the order sheet he had just sorted out to the ground with a thud. He tried to move his feet, but realized he couldn't use them.

Fortunately, his position was a blind spot when viewed from the outside, but it was the first time he encountered such a situation. As the gunshots approached, he was so scared that he fell to the ground and almost couldn't control his urge to urinate.

When a shadow appeared, Tucha's mind went blank, and tears filled her eyes unconsciously. She covered her teeth tightly, not letting any sound out.

Perhaps because of his identity as a time traveler, he was able to escape this crisis safely.

Porsche, while delivering drinks, also saw two groups of people running past. He hadn't paid much attention, but when he heard the gunshot, he realized something was amiss. He handed the drinks to another waiter and quickly ran toward the warehouse, ignoring the shouts behind him.

The warehouse wasn't too big, but it wasn't too small either. After searching for a while, I finally found him in a corner at the very back. Seeing that he wasn't in a good mood, I immediately walked over and lifted his face. "Tu? Are you okay?"

When Tu Cha saw who was coming, tears filled her eyes even more, one after another flowing out of her eye sockets.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Tucha gradually came back to her senses under his comfort. She realized that she had cried all over the other person's clothes. She suppressed the urge to hiccup, but the hiccups came as soon as she spoke: "Yes, I'm sorry, P'por. I got your clothes wet."

Porsche patted his head: "It's okay, it's my job to protect my brother."

Tu Cha blinked her eyes, which were about to shed tears: "Well, I'll bring some pickled drunken crabs to Brother Che tomorrow."

"Okay." Porsche smiled and touched the other person's head. He knew that Tucha had calmed down.

"After encountering something like this today, go back and rest early." Pointing to the watch on his hand, "It's almost time. The boss won't say anything if you go a few minutes earlier."

"Okay, listen to brother."

Tu Cha was still a little nervous as it was his first time to leave early. When he was dawdling to pack up his things, the boss came over personally and spoke to him, which made the last trace of his uneasiness dissipate into the air.

He knew that this was all done by Porsche, so to thank him for his help all the time, he would deliver the marinated seafood to his house tonight.

On the way back, Tucha took out her phone and sent a message to Boche. After confirming that he and his brother, who hadn't finished get off work yet, were the only ones at home tonight, she decided to sleep over at their house. That way, she could get a free bath.

So when Porsche returned home and opened the door, he smelled the familiar raw pickled food and knew roughly who had come.

"Didn't you say it would be delivered tomorrow?"

Tu Cha and Bo Che were eating raw marinated drunken crabs, with various lettuces from the refrigerator next to them, which tasted very delicious.

"Isn't this just to let you taste it sooner?"

"Hey, is this what I made last time?" Porsche walked over, reached out and pinched a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth. "Hmm, it tastes good. Sour, spicy and fragrant, very good with rice."

Chewing the marinated crab meat in his mouth, he pulled up a seat next to Bo Che and sat down: "With your cooking skills, you can really go buy these pickled products."

After hearing what his brother said, Bo Che nodded in agreement: "Yeah, do you want to give it a try? After all, the bar is too dangerous."

At this point, Bo Che's eyes lit up with worry. He cared about this man, a few years younger than him, as much as he did about his own brother. It was simply because if he didn't keep an eye on this man, trouble would find him.

For example, one time when I was out shopping, someone suddenly appeared and acted crazy and poured a whole bottle of makeup remover on me, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

The man's clothes were identical to those worn by the mistress he'd been eyeing, leading him to mistake her for someone else. Even more terrifying, the jar he'd been using was supposedly filled with sulfuric acid, but for some reason, it spilled makeup remover. It was this makeup remover that allowed the other person in the restroom to see his true face.

The hidden System Zero Zero reported the current host's status in real time from the car. Upon realizing the bottle of highly sulfuric acid-containing liquid was about to be poured onto the host's face, it used its abilities to swap the bottle with a bottle of makeup remover.

At that moment, a man wearing the same outfit as Tucha walked into the store, picked up the bottle of makeup remover that had been swapped, and bought it. It was easy to guess what would happen next.

For example, during a barbecue, he nearly knocked over all the dishes just because everyone was gathered together to discuss how to light the fire.

Fortunately, he subconsciously glanced at the table and stopped himself from backing away while taking the group photo. Otherwise, with his concentration, he would have come into close contact with the ingredients on the folding table.

For example, one time at work, he was groped by a drunk stranger. If his brother hadn't been there, he might have been taken away. This kind of thing is common in that kind of place. Even if you stay in the warehouse all the time, after a while, you will eventually be noticed. But that was the only time, and for some reason, no one came to him to cause trouble again.

Well, regarding this matter, you don’t have to guess who did it.

Around that time, there was a rumor about someone trying to be a hooligan but getting taken away by someone else who was just playing around. It was said that after that night, someone called the rescue center. The person was nearly killed.

Of course, these were just Bo Che's own thoughts. He never thought about why he wasn't so unlucky when he was in school? Why wasn't he so unlucky when he lived at home?

But if someone asked him about this, he would definitely say, "Ten out of ten times I've been to his house, there's no water or electricity. Isn't that bad luck? It also drove his pickling skills from being edible to being delicious."

Of course, Tucha didn't know how the other person saw him. He only knew that he was lucky to have met such a good brother. He provided him with great help in a strange country.

"If you want to do it, I can help you find a good position." Porsche has been in the underworld for many years and has some influence. So as long as Tu Cha nods, he can quickly get the job done.

He was also tempted by their idea. So the next morning, Tucha woke up early, made them some vegetable porridge, and headed out. The moment he got in the car, he started talking to System Zero Zero.

"Dear Zero Zero~"

Before he could finish his next words, he was interrupted: "Please be normal. Otherwise, I'll show you how fast and furious it is."

"Uh..." Tu Cha, whose life was firmly in the hands of the system-branded car, withdrew her eye-catching coquettishness and said in a normal tone, "I want some funds to start a business."

"No." He refused without even thinking.

"No, let's discuss it."

"Impossible. If you want to negotiate, fine. Just pay back all the money you've deducted."

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