Chapter 39 - Another Ghetto.

Maybe getting the car a day or two days after buying the house, the feeling would be so great. That would be an accomplishment for me.

I know a time would come when I might get to do this, but it's not now.

Another thing about residing in hotels is that they are not houses. I don't think I'd be able to proudly tell a person that I was residing in a hotel.

The person would most likely be like, 'Why can't you use that money you're using to pay for the hotel room to rent an apartment? If you have enough money, even better, buy a house'.

..But as known, I was residing in a hotel room due to certain reasons.

When the time comes, I don't even plan on renting an apartment, I was going to buy a house of my own.

Now, coming to the quest, I was done helping out a certain family. And trust me, I got a lot of joy from helping them out. The number of thank you I received and all the smiles that appeared on their faces.

..I truly deprived joy from helping them out.

And calculating the total amount spent helping them out rounded up to $46,000. It goes like this, $10,000 to pay for their mum's Hypercalcemia treatment.

$6,000 to settle off the debt they were owing, and $30,000 to invest in businesses that could bring in good incomes.

The money spent wasn't to waste, I used them to bring smiles on people's faces. And if Jemima and Mason make use of that $30,000 well, they can change their lives.

But in the end, what matters most was accomplishing the quest. Yes, I gained joy from rendering help to a certain family, but I'd gain more joy when I accomplish the quest and get the rewards that come with accomplishing it.

And the best of the rewards was the $600,000...money would always be a good reward...

That amount would cover up for all the money I've spent and the ones I'd spend next when I find another poor family to help out.

So my current networth was around a $100,000 plus due to the amount spent while trying to help out Jemima and her family.

Now that I'd helped them out, I needed to help out one more family to accomplish the quest. I needed to strategize now on how my activities would take place tomorrow.

..I can't go back to that same ghetto Jemima and her family were residing in.

Yes, I'd go to a ghetto to find another family to help out, but it wouldn't be that same ghetto. Why? Because Jemima or her brother could see me. And once they see me, where would I start explaining from?

What would I tell them that I came there to do? Worst of all, they might see me conversing with kids and all that. And a lot of questions would arise which I wouldn't be able to give answers to.

So I better go to another ghetto tomorrow to find another poor family to help out...maybe a ghetto that was worse than theirs.

I wouldn't go to that first ghetto I went to when I received the quest either, I'd go to a different ghetto entirely.

I was aware of other ghettos, so going to another ghetto wouldn't be a problem for me. Now, it wasn't just about going to a different ghetto. The question was? How easy would it be to find another family that had a valid reason why they were poor?

I know how many poor families I visited in the other ghetto that didn't have a valid reason why they were in a terrible situation...

I was just hoping things would work out well. These 7 days I had remaining which would reduce to 6 days tomorrow mustn't pass me by just like that.

..I must try to accomplish the quest within those 6 days.

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I was already preparing to begin today's activities. I had already brushed my teeth, taken my bath, and right now, I was dressing up.

After I was done dressing up, I ate breakfast. Then I left my hotel room and checked out of the hotel.

Remember I was inside my room strategizing yesterday after returning from Jemima's home. What was I strategizing about? Today's activities and all that.

And the ghetto I was going to visit today was part of what I thought about. Now, I decided what ghetto I was going to visit today while strategizing.

And all I needed to do was say the name of the ghetto to a certain cab man, and he'd drive me straight to that place...that was their fucking job.

I did exactly just that, I was able to stop a cab and tell the cab man where I was heading to. And what he said to me was 'Hop in' which I didn't waste time to do.

I entered the backseat of the cab as the cab man put it in motion.

Cabs were my major means of transportation now since I didn't have a car of my own yet. But once I buy a car, I'd stop boarding cabs.

I might not stop boarding them completely, but it would reduce drastically. Or who knows? It might stop forever, I might never board one ever again. It's based on probability.

The cab man kept putting the cab in motion until we arrived at the ghetto. After putting it to a halt, I came down from the cab and paid the cab man as he zoomed off immediately.

..Then I began glancing at the ghetto.

I wasn't glancing at the houses or the people walking around, I was just glancing forward. And while doing so, a thought ran through my mind,

'Another journey begins here, hope things work out well'.

Then I began walking forward. The ghetto was just the same as the other ghettos I've visited while trying to accomplish the quest.

I could feel that ghetto vibe while walking on the street. The houses around weren't looking good, they were old and needed renovation...not all though, but most.

And this applied to both the bungalows and the storey buildings. Some people's dressings were looking poor, and some were looking okay. The place smells of poverty, suffering, and crimes.

..It was just the same as the other ghettos I've visited.

Now, what was the aim of coming to this place? To find another poor family to help out. How would I do that? I was going to use the same tactic.

Apart from using the kids I'd see around to access their families, my head was blank on another idea. But for the family I helped out last, which was Jemima's family, I didn't need to use any kid to access them.

They didn't even have any little kid as a sibling. Jemima was 21 years old, and Mason was 23 years old, they were both adults.

I was able to locate them by trailing their sick mother. I met Jemima first and got to know her properly before meeting her older brother, Mason.

Unless I come across a sick person that I can trail to his or her home, I'd have to make use of the poor kids I'd see around to access their families.

So what was the aim now? To find a group of poor kids...

But what I've come to notice is that kids were somehow scarce in this hood, I was barely seeing them around. Or were many of them at school?

Maybe the families in this hood weren't that poor, they had enough money to send their kids to school at least. Well, I'd confirm that as I keep walking and searching.

I was still walking and glancing around, and I was seeing kids, but only a few. Yes, some of them even ran past me with smiles on their faces.

But this wasn't how I wanted it, I needed a group of kids to be together, so I could walk toward them and do whatever I wanted to do.

But it just seemed like that would be hard to see in this ghetto. Why did I say that? I was barely seeing any sign of seeing one while walking.

I wouldn't give up though, I'd keep walking and searching. There's no way I wouldn't see a group of kids at some point. There'd always be kids that were friends in a particular neighborhood.

And they'd like to be coming together to play from time to time if they don't have anything to do. For some of them, it does take place every day, especially in ghettos like this where there was poverty.

..I knew all I needed to do was to keep walking and searching, and I'd eventually see one.