Chapter 161 Christmas Eve on Saint Street

"I'm Building Gundams in America" ​​is sparking a reading frenzy, haven't you read it yet?

Seeing that Wayne completely disregarded his invitation, Kevin suddenly felt a little anxious.

ICE also has its own KPIs, and if you want to get ahead, you have to compete with your colleagues.

Moreover, given the current president's fondness for flattery and his absolute, autocratic style of governance, the entire ICE system has been severely affected.

Kevin, the captain, may seem like a mid-level leader, but only he knows how many people are eyeing his position.

Some people directly expressed their loyalty to the president, while others posted videos online to express their love for the president. There were even quite a few who went up the mountain to carve a portrait of the president.

Although he was a veteran who had once stormed Capitol Hill, he couldn't resist the tricks of those newcomers.

The contest to find ways to show loyalty to the president has reached its climax.

His KPIs will likely have to fall on Wayne.

Kevin gritted his teeth and said:

"Mr. Wayne, I know you... as a powerful street psychic, you look down on the position of ICE agent, but don't you think about America at all?"

"I've loved Robin Hood from 'Golden Childhood' since I was a child. It was Robin Hood's existence that gave me a sense of justice and led me down the path of making America great again. You probably have no idea how profound your influence on me is!"

"Don't you want to do your part to make America great again? Is the Jack I admire really such a selfish person?"

As Kevin spoke, a look of disappointment and sadness appeared on his face, like a fan hurt by his idol.

Wayne sighed, frowned, and said:

"Kevin, my friend, of course I want to make America great again, but I simply don't have the time..."

Make America Great Again?

I'm busy.

Hearing that Wayne's words seemed to soften, Kevin was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Mr. Wayne, I've thought about it. Of course, you can't start as a low-level, ordinary agent; that would be an insult to you! The current ERO repatriation officers also recruit special advisors to bolster their forces..."

"However, special counsel positions don't come with long-term contracts, and they only receive a starting salary of GS-13, which is about $10 a year in Seattle. There's no $5 signing bonus, and no student loan forgiveness benefits..."

As Kevin spoke, he kept glancing at Wayne's expression. Seeing that the other man remained calm, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"But don't worry, you'll still get the 25% LEAP enforcement allowance, which means unlimited overtime pay throughout the year."

Wayne remained calm and said:

"Kevin, my friend, do you think I made America great again for money? That's a little hurtful to hear..."

Kevin quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne, I didn't mean that. I just felt obligated to explain my treatment as a consultant to you..."

"Of course, to become an ICE consultant, you also need to pass a thorough background check and drug test, and you must prove that you have no history of drug use and no criminal record for felonies, domestic violence misdemeanors, etc."

"I imagine this would be a piece of cake for you."

Seeing that Wayne hadn't spoken yet, Kevin couldn't help but ask anxiously:

"Mr. Wayne, are you really prepared to stand by and watch us suffer a bitter struggle? Are you really not prepared to contribute to the greatness of America again?"

"ICE needs you, America needs you!"

As the actor who played Bungee Jack, a white child star with black hair and black eyes, Kevin naturally saw Wayne as a MAGA.

After all, normally speaking, if Wayne doesn't MAGA, who will?

Is there anyone more deserving of MAGA than him?

Moreover, if he could actually hire Wayne as an advisor, Kevin was 100% certain that his own status within the organization would rise accordingly.

In particular, he will definitely be favored by his direct superior, Mr. Cody!

Thinking of this, Kevin gritted his teeth, knelt down in front of Wayne, and pleaded:

"Mr. Wayne, consider it for the sake of America!"

Wayne sighed and said:

"Alright, Kevin, my friend, your loyalty to the country makes it impossible for me to refuse your offer... just remember, I'm only an advisor in name only, and I won't be leaving my post."

Kevin was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Of course, Mr. Wayne, your joining is of great significance! I'll go back and submit your application right away; I think it will be approved very soon!"

"Of course, during this time, ICE staff may come to confirm some information with you. We appreciate your cooperation despite your busy schedule..."

Wayne nodded noncommittally.

Kevin immediately left, full of gratitude, as if he had won a great victory.

He really had a very fruitful day.

Not only were his own problems resolved, but he could also give his wife, Tracy, an explanation, and avoid getting a divorce.

Everything is just waiting to be reported back to superiors, and then Wayne can be recruited as an advisor to the organization as soon as possible.

Kevin had no doubt about this.

ICE is really desperate for talent right now.

His reputation is going to be ruined.

After Kevin left, Wayne said in a deep voice:

"Next."

Then the tent flap was opened, and a slender figure slipped inside.

It was policewoman Eileen.

Eileen looked different today than usual, as if she had dressed up carefully. She wore a light blue blazer, had her hair permed, and looked capable yet with a look of extreme admiration for Wayne.

"Mr. Wayne, I've come. I... I beg for your blessing..." Eileen said, looking at the black-haired, black-eyed man before her.

After Wayne told her yesterday to come and receive the blessing today, Eileen was very excited and even had some unusual insomnia.

Today, I came to this street and saw it was bustling with activity, filled with a warm festive atmosphere. (This is followed by a seemingly unrelated phrase: "deeply exploring the best of fantasy novels...")

As Eileen entered the tent and personally begged Wayne for a blessing, she became nervous again.

"Eileen, you've come," Wayne said, nodding. "Keep your head down."

Eileen immediately knelt down in front of Wayne and obediently lowered her head.

Immediately afterwards, she felt Wayne's warm hand press on the back of her neck.

Eileen shuddered and lowered her head even further.

Eileen's data instantly appeared on the panel in front of Wayne:

Erin Bryce

Physical strength: 1.4\/1.4

Intelligence: 1.2/1.2

Mental Strength: 1.2/1.2

Health: 100/100

Wayne nodded slightly.

This little girl has quite the strength.

She's met a man.

Numerically speaking, Eileen is a fairly balanced character, with normal stats such as health.

At this time, he and Eileen also had a [bond], but unfortunately the effect of the [bond] only lasted for ten minutes, so it was not very meaningful.

Given that the capture mission would take place tomorrow and that danger was likely, Wayne pondered for a moment and activated the effects of the Messiah's Ring.

[Blessing]

Eileen's mental strength was instantly boosted to 2.2.

A stronger mental fortitude allows one to be more focused, calmer in the face of danger, and more astute in handling problems.

The duration of the [Blessing] is one day, which is enough for Eileen to get things done.

Wayne helped Eileen add points while pondering in his mind.

Now that I have become the lord of the sanctuary, after I upgrade again, will the lord be able to have any kind of appointment or conferment?

If you could directly bestow a knighthood or similar title upon your subordinates, bringing a permanent attribute boost, that would be amazing.

It's like mass-producing superhumans.

Wayne then removed his hand and slowly said:

"That's fine."

Eileen, who was feeling the warmth of the hand, opened her eyes blankly upon hearing Wayne's words, a hint of disappointment rising in her heart, and said:

"Is...this over already?"

Wayne nodded:

"The blessing has ended. May everything go well for you."

Eileen was taken aback, then suddenly realized that her senses seemed to have become much sharper than before!

Suddenly, she could hear the voices of many people talking outside the tent, and she could hear them very clearly.

Even her view of her surroundings became much clearer in an instant.

At the same time, his mental state was as if he had just rested for several days and nights and reached its peak.

It works much better than the psychiatric medications I used to take!

No, it should be said that they are two completely different states. At this moment, it's as if she has activated her mental radar.

This is the effect of bestowing blessings!?

Eileen was beyond shocked.

When Wayne told her to come and receive a blessing, she thought it was just a regular exorcism.

I never expected it to have this effect!

Sensing the other person's excitement, Wayne asked in a deep voice:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Eileen quickly shook her head and said:

"My condition is simply... simply extraordinary! Sir, please rest assured, with your blessing, I will definitely bring those criminals to justice!"

With that, he bowed to Wayne again, then turned and left the tent.

She couldn't waste her current state and had to go back and prepare as soon as possible.

After Eileen left, there were no other patients outside.

Wayne lifted the tent flap, got up, and went outside.

It was already night, and Saint Street was brightly lit and decorated, with a festive atmosphere in full swing.

Christmas carols echoed along the street, and many homeless people gathered together to sing hymns.

The crowd naturally gathered around Wayne's tent and the Christmas tree next to it, spreading outwards.

Like concentric circles.

Some of the homeless people who play musical instruments are singing while playing guitar, or playing violin and saxophone.

There were also homeless people performing dances, clowns putting on comical shows, and so on.

Upon seeing Wayne emerge from the tent, everyone quickly bowed and expressed their gratitude and blessings to him.

After all, everyone on this street came for him.

David quickly shouted:

"Bro, come on, come and enjoy our Christmas Eve feast!"

Wayne looked up and saw that David and old Will had somehow gotten hold of a long plastic table and had even laid a tablecloth on it.

A large roasted turkey, along with various dishes and snacks, were laid out on the table.

They're actually planning to have a Christmas Eve feast right there on the street.

Wayne smiled slightly, took a seat, and began serving everyone the food.

Everyone gathered around and sang the hymn "Silent Night," creating a joyful atmosphere.

The Christmas Eve dinner on "Saint Street" lasted until very late before everyone reluctantly dispersed.

For many homeless people, this was the happiest night of their homeless lives.

They sat around the saints, enjoying a hot meal, music, and wine.

Even though it was cold on the street, their hearts were warm.

The next morning, Wayne emerged from the shelter and immediately led everyone to the church of the Church of the Witness for the Gospel.

Today is Christmas.

The general assembly of the Church of the Testimony of the Gospel is about to be held.

This conference will decide whether Wayne can become an elder of the church.