"Maybe I'll be able to solve this problem by then?" Li Wei sighed and picked up his phone. 'What a hassle.'
Before his attributes hit 3.0, he planned to get a psychologist to intervene with Don Quixote first.
After making the appointment, Li Wei felt a pang of hunger again. He grabbed a box of extra-sweet and oily potato chips, munching on them as he worked on his microeconomics homework.
'I have to power through this section today. Tomorrow, I have to take Anya to see the Chinese New Year festivities in Chinatown.'
...
Unlike the polished streets of Manhattan, Chinatown at the intersection of Mott and Canal Streets during Chinese New Year was a bubbling, fiery-red hot pot, cranked up to its spiciest level.
Although New York City law expressly forbade fireworks, the police department usually turned a blind eye on this day. After all, the Chinese community was not exactly stingy with their donations.
