American Exorcism Male God

The morning sunlight was just right as Xu Yi pushed open the glass door of the barbershop, and suddenly, the system transmitted a prompt.

[Psychic Entries Experience +1, current progress: 4/100.]

He was slightly stunned; the Psychic Entry had been quiet for a long time, and he hadn't expected an unexpected gain from getting a haircut today.

After lying in the hospital for more than half a month, he felt mushrooms could be growing on his head, until he finally got the promise from the doctor to "recover at home," and he moved his luggage back to his Chinatown home.

The original body's hair was long and, after more than half a month, it nearly covered his eyes. A haircut was unavoidable.

Inside the barbershop, there were only three people, the barber and his female assistant, and apart from them, only one customer.

The customer was a burly middle-aged man whose hairline had reached a point of no salvation, and he seemed very much like a successful individual.

Xu Yi stood behind the man, feeling a faint chill.

The sensation was very weak, almost imperceptible unless one paid close attention.

Although he had only gained a few points of experience for the Psychic Entry, it was already taking effect; at the very least, he could identify the source of the experience.

Xu Yi's turn hadn't come yet, but the situation happened to suit his preference.

He began to chat with the middle-aged man, occasionally cracking a few jokes; they had a back-and-forth conversation.

If Lisa were here, seeing Xu Yi so lively and eloquent, she would be so astonished she'd be at a loss for words because the original body was quite the introvert, especially around strangers, hardly able to utter a word.

In the course of their conversation, Xu Yi learned that the man was named Ailent and that he was a real estate agent.

"I recently got a property, and I thought by lowering the rent I'd be able to lease it out easily, but instead, it's just sitting there!" Ailent, finding someone to confide in, poured out his frustrations.

"Is there a problem with the house?" Xu Yi asked, intrigued.

The fact that the other party could "burst" experience points meant that it was very possible he'd come into contact with the "supernatural."

If he could find a Psychic place, he could level up the Psychic Entries faster.

Ever since he realized something was off with this world, Xu Yi had a sense of urgency.

"The place is near a graveyard, and it's already so remote..." Ailent looked at Xu Yi's youthful face, hesitated, and finally let out a sigh, "In short, it's very difficult to lease out!"

Xu Yi didn't pry further but asked for a business card because his injuries hadn't fully healed yet.

Even though he had the fighting Entries and his physical fitness had greatly improved, gunshot wounds couldn't heal in a brief moment.

If he could obtain Entries like "Undead" or "Accelerated Healing," things would be different, but he was well aware that such Entries were not to be found on demand.

He planned to explore the "new map" once he recovered; it would be much safer that way.

Ailent left, and Xu Yi took a seat on the barber's stool.

"Sir, what kind of haircut would you like?" Teacher Tony started to seek Xu Yi's opinion.

"A side part, thin out the hair, um..."

Xu Yi was about to say something fashionable, but he reconsidered, as Teacher Tony's idea of fashionable from this era might be "a billion" times different from what he imagined.

The skills of Teacher Tony in front of him were indeed not bad; he lived up to Xu Yi's effort of coming all the way from Chinatown.

Chinatown naturally had barbershops, but they only knew two hairstyles: "crew cut" and "bowl cut."

But what he couldn't understand was why, when the same barber cut his and Lisa's hair into bowl cuts, he looked utterly foolish, whereas Lisa managed to look fresh and pretty?

As the hairstyle gradually took shape, Xu Yi, looking at himself in the mirror, eyes shined.

Although he had long known that the original body was quite good, he was surprised that a change of hairstyle could bring about such a transformation.

He felt if he ever had a tough time making a living, he could totally rely on his face to get by.

"Sir, may I take a photo of you to display in our shop? You don't have to pay for this haircut!" the barber expressed his astonishment as well.

This wasn't the first time he'd cut hair in this style, but the effect had never been so stunning.

"Thanks, but no!" Xu Yi flatly refused.

What a joke, how much does a haircut cost? And they want to secure this handsome guy's advertising rights just for that?

"Handsome, can I have your contact information?"

Tony the teacher struck out, but his female assistant stood up.

The female assistant was average in looks, but she had the advantage of youth and a good figure; too bad Xu Yi was aiming for the higher end of the spectrum.

"I'm sorry, but doing that would make my sister angry!" After paying for his haircut, Xu Yi turned and left the barbershop.

The assistant looked puzzled. What did leaving contact information have to do with a sister?

......

"Lisa dear, good morning!"

With a fried dough stick in one hand and soy milk in the other, Xu Yi greeted Lisa at the front door of his home.

It was only because his dad was a chef that he could enjoy the "soy milk and fried dough stick" combo in this foreign land; otherwise, it would not have been an easy feat.

Today was Xu Yi's first day going back to school after being discharged from the hospital with his injuries healed.

Even though he had a system, he still had to attend school. You see, he was Asian, and in this "land of democracy and freedom," a high-level diploma could provide a lot of conveniences.

There were thousands of exorcists, but why did the Warrens have so many fans? It surely had something to do with their status as professors at Connecticut College; they were highly educated, no doubt.

"I'm not your sister at all!"

Lisa grumbled, her lips pouting. She had just woken up and was still half asleep. She must have washed her face in a hurry, wetting her bangs, which now clung softly to her forehead.

"Right! Right!" Xu Yi didn't argue. Lisa probably didn't know that there was another kind of sister.

Lisa yawned heavily, rubbed her eyes, turned her head to look at Xu Yi, and then froze. "You..."

"No way? Just because I changed my hairstyle, you can't recognize me?" Xu Yi took a big bite of the fried dough stick.

Lisa was speechless. They had grown up together, but she had never seen Xu Yi like this.

Before, Xu Yi always had a bowl-cut hairstyle, wore thick black-framed glasses, had a slight hunchback, and was silent and reticent, not prone to talking much.

But the Xu Yi before her now had taken off his glasses, gotten a new hairstyle, straightened his back, and seemed full of vigor and vitality.

Lisa simply couldn't understand how the same face could look so different with a change of style!

"Why is your hair like this?" Xu Yi reached out to help Lisa lift the hair sticking to her forehead.

His warm fingers brushed Lisa's forehead, and her body jolted as if electrified, all numb, and her face turn red in an instant.

"Hurry up! We'll be late if we don't get going." Xu Yi withdrew his hand, knowing when to stop, as if he hadn't noticed Lisa's reaction.

After staring blankly for a long time, Lisa finally came back to her senses. She watched Xu Yi's retreating figure, "Ever since he came out of the hospital, this guy has been acting so strange."

She subconsciously touched her forehead and her face started turning red again.