Two days passed, bringing the date to September 4th.
Today, Morris Chow had no choice but to head to the university to register; after all, it was the final day.
Daisy and Jessica had enrolled in the same university as him.
The only one with full freedom was Colleen.
Although Morris Chow offered to fund her college education, Colleen declined.
Just like in the show, she dropped out directly and took over running her family’s martial arts dojo.
Empowered by her Level 10 Rogue stats and skills, her strength transcended that of ordinary humans.
This gave her not only the confidence to seek revenge, but also brought a booming boost to her business.
For no other reason than Colleen challenging several nearby Karate and Taekwondo dojos run by Little Japan and the Koreans, instantly making a massive name for herself and drawing in a flood of prospective students.
Business took off overnight.
Fortunately, with Morris Chow boosting her through dungeons over the next few days, her character made it to Outland despite not being max-level yet.
Grinding levels at night didn’t disrupt her rest, allowing her to live comfortably.
Colleen wasn’t in a hurry to seek revenge either, instead collaborating with Daisy to gradually dig into The Hand’s roots in New York.
Information was assembled piece by piece, and the layout of The Hand’s forces was continuously refined on Daisy’s computer.
The files were meticulously detailed; beyond the Five Fingers, Daisy and Colleen had annotated every Hand leader responsible for each stronghold.
Each person had a comprehensive dossier.
Morris Chow found this level of thoroughness baffling.
Daisy, however, offered an explanation: “Since we’re already enemies with gangs from Little Japan, we have to wipe them out root and branch!”
“Besides, we can’t let anything go to waste.
We need to squeeze out every bit of value from each of them, otherwise all our hard work is for nothing!”
She then handed over a physical paper document that wasn’t on the computer.
Morris Chow took a look and was rendered speechless.
The spoils from taking down Tanaka Hisaji last time had clearly given Daisy a taste for profit!
The document not only listed multiple safe houses for every leader and boss, but also cataloged all their legitimate and illicit bank accounts.
Regrettably, among the Five Fingers, only Alexandra, Bakuto, and Madame Gao were in New York.
The remaining two Fingers—one named Murakami, responsible for operations in Japan proper, and another named Sowande—were not in the United States either.
Once Daisy brought it up, Morris Chow realized the point as well.
The three members of the Five Fingers in New York were undeniably loaded.
Madame Gao’s wealth was immense; according to Daisy’s investigation, her public assets alone exceeded one hundred million dollars.
Bakuto was the poorest, but his fortune still ran into the tens of millions.
The wealthiest was Alexandra.
True to his role managing assets, he had an investment firm registered under his name on the surface with total assets surpassing ten billion US dollars.
Moreover, as a native of the United States, he was likely the trickiest figure in The Hand to tackle.
Of course, that didn’t mean he was personally formidable, but rather that the situation was complex.
Based on current intelligence, Alexandra partnered with numerous major financial conglomerates; taking his life would be simple enough, but seizing his fortune would be tricky.
After all, in America, once personal wealth reaches a certain threshold, a person becomes fundamentally distinct from ordinary citizens.
Fortunately, the three of them were in no rush to worry about these matters; the top priority today was registering at university.
Though all three attended the same university, their majors differed.
Daisy was naturally majoring in Computer Science.
Jessica, surprisingly, chose Psychology (Jessica Jones has no established college history in canon, so this is made up).
Morris Chow was far more casual—his major had been picked for him by Daisy, so he shared her choice of Computer Science.
All three were at the same campus of the State University of New York.
The trio had already planned to rent an apartment off-campus once registration was complete, making it easier for them to log into the game.
Registration was straightforward and wrapped up quickly, after which they explored the campus together.
At 3:00 PM, they drove off campus, stopped by a real estate agency, and rented an apartment.
Apartments like this around campus were plentiful and pricey.
The one they picked was fairly spacious, costing over $3,000 a month including rent and management fees.
Most tenants were international students.
They picked the building with the highest concentration of Chinese students—simply because Chinese international students were generally far easier to get along with.
In 2005, the apartment buildings here were older models, mostly between 10 to 30 stories high, with four to six units per floor.
The unit Morris Chow and his group rented was on a four-unit-per-floor floorplan on the 28th floor, a two-bedroom apartment around 1,000 square feet.
The other three units on the floor were all occupied by Asians: two by Chinese students, and the last by a few Korean girls.
Fortunately, the Koreans were all female.
Coincidentally, all four units housed students from the university, living in shared arrangements with a mix of freshmen and upperclassmen.
Compared to typical American parties, the Chinese gathering felt strikingly quiet to Morris Chow.
The party was simply everyone preparing their signature dishes to eat and drink; the wildest moment was nothing more than a game of Truth or Dare after dinner.
Daisy was fine, being well-acquainted with Chinese gatherings, but Jessica—as the sole white foreigner present—found it mind-boggling.
Forget smoking weed or orgies, there wasn’t even loud rock music playing!
The four Korean girls were upperclassmen who seemed used to these gatherings and took them in stride, their only quirk being how easily startled they were.
Aside from the three foreign girls, everyone at the party had East Asian faces.
Of course, only seven Chinese students actually lived on the floor: three guys and four girls.
The visiting guests were mostly Chinese students from other floors, plus a single Korean guy.
He was the boyfriend of a Korean girl named Lee Ji-yeon.
Aside from being somewhat loud and excitable, he had no major flaws.
The three Chinese guys were quite well-off and had each brought their girlfriends—all blonde, blue-eyed, leggy girls.
Two of the upperclassmen among the four girls had partners: one was a Singaporean Chinese, and the other was a medical student from China.
Incidentally, that Singaporean Chinese “boyfriend” was female.
That’s right—one of the upperclassmen was a lesbian…
The remaining two guests were friends of the two freshman Chinese girls—both female freshmen, one of whom shared Jessica’s major.
Among everyone present, three people left a deep impression on Morris Chow.
One was a Korean beauty—a familiar face from the MCU, future scientist Dr.
Helen Cho.
She was currently a senior, yet only nineteen years old—a month younger than Jessica.
Barring any surprises, she would head to Columbia University next year for her master’s and doctorate.
The second was a sleek, short-haired Chinese beauty named Valerie Lowe.
She possessed a striking presence, was a trained fighter around twenty years old, and worked as a bodyguard—making her the only non-student at the party.
The third was her employer, named Amanda Chao.
According to her introduction, she was a child prodigy and the youngest person in the room, having just turned seventeen.
Though Amanda Chao was young and not particularly tall, she boasted the best figure present—a textbook example of a baby face with a massive…