ATPnovel Chapter 28 Friend, I need you to pretend to be a man for a moment.
Chapter 28 Friend, I need you to pretend to be a man for a moment.
"You don't actually have to become a woman," Chen Yisen explained. "Your identity is that of a person with gender dysphoria who hasn't undergone conversion surgery yet. You attended the pump party partly because you were invited, and partly because you wanted to learn more about it."
This passage, which contained many technical terms, was a bit beyond Dave's comprehension: "Uh... Boss, I didn't quite understand."
"You need to pretend to be a effeminate man," Chen Yisen said briefly.
?
A big question mark popped into Dave's little head: "But boss, I'm 1.85 meters tall and weigh 90 kilograms..."
"So what?" Chen Yisen felt that this might indeed be asking too much, so he changed his strategy and started to sweet-talk the other party, "You know the situation at this party. The vast majority of members became women through surgery. Do you think you would want to have a deep conversation with them?"
"Of course not!" Dave answered without hesitation.
"Then other normal men are the same, so this group of people are extremely repressed and can only solve their problems with each other. A Latino guy like you, who is also half a gender dysphoria, would be very popular there."
"I..." Joey was interrupted again before he could finish the sentence.
"Just be tactful and make sure you don't get dragged into a dark room, then you'll be fine," Chen Yisen continued to deceive. "Most of the people at that party don't have money to go to the hospital, so they can only inject each other with cheap industrial silicone and adhesives to maintain their figures. Once these things enter the bloodstream, unless you spend millions of dollars to clean your entire blood and organs, you will definitely die as soon as you get sick."
This time, Dave hesitated.
He did not immediately refute her.
Chen Yisen quickly struck while the iron was hot:
"I've already inquired. The transgender community, coupled with this rare cause of death, makes them excellent research material. Once you get their contact information and subtly suggest that you have reliable medical resources, they'll naturally contact you when they feel unwell. Then we can go there, save them if we can, and even if we can't, we can reuse the resources to avoid waste..."
The two met on the road while collecting corpses, so Dave naturally knew exactly what "resource reuse" meant.
"Then... how much money could it be?"
Clearly, he was shamefully tempted.
"It depends on the individual circumstances." Chen Yisen knew that once the money was mentioned, things were basically settled. "The key is that the source of funds is stable and risk-free... unlike last time when you were blocked at the door by the NCPD."
This undoubtedly hit Dave right where it hurts most.
Someone like him, once pinned down by the police, even if it's just a minor offense or detention, could very well fall into an abyss of no return.
But to make money completely legally, at best you can only maintain a level where you don't starve.
And now, an opportunity with virtually no risk is right in front of us...
Dave suddenly felt that selling his looks a little bit wasn't so bad after all.
"Okay..." Even though just thinking about that scene made his legs go weak, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and take the plunge for a chance to get ahead. "Boss, you tell me the specifics, how exactly do we do it?"
"No rush." Chen Yisen felt like he was on par with a pyramid scheme boss. "Send me your Onlyfans and Telegram accounts, and I'll add you to a group first. I'll tell you the details later."
After a series of actions, he used Eva's account to invite Dave to the group.
This is the Devina I just mentioned.
Chen Yisen simply feminized Dave's name, since most people in the group had names like that anyway.
Including Eva herself.
She looks quite fit; it's a pity she's just another girl.
Dave had a few selfies on his Telegram account, which were quickly unearthed by his friends in the group.
As Chen Yisen said, many MTFs like his model.
[Devina is a cross-cultural friend with a spiritual background, so please don't scare her.]
Chen Yisen continued to add fuel to the fire by manipulating Eva's account.
The term "psychological" refers to individuals who perceive themselves as belonging to another gender, but whose bodies have not undergone any physical alterations.
According to Eva's recollection, these people were extremely attractive to transgender women because they could provide both emotional support and physical satisfaction.
It's like a mature woman with white hair and black stockings appearing in front of a male otaku and saying she wants to be his girlfriend.
It's simply unbearable.
Sure enough, Dave was almost instantly overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the entire group.
Once Chen Yisen was certain that his plan had succeeded, he quickly and discreetly closed the software, silently wishing the other party good luck.
Pretending to be Eva and speaking wasn't difficult for him, even with the help of chat logs and his memories, but it still gave him goosebumps.
The whole person is not well.
I need to quickly say a few words to a proper girl to adjust my mood.
At this moment, Chen Yisen also remembered that he and Helena had only talked for half a moment.
Opening Instagram, I found an unread message in my private messages.
It's still a short essay.
I received a recommendation letter from the neurology department, but I'm hesitant about whether I should go...
Although Helena omitted many details, her social experience was ultimately too shallow.
Chen Yisen only glanced at it once, but he roughly guessed what was going on.
Helena's family clearly has some connections and has poured a lot of resources into her, but they are not the kind of top-tier family that can pave the way for their descendants' entire lives.
This caused her to live in the shadow of her family or relatives for a long time, and this shadow could not bring her enough sense of security.
So I got overheated, the pressure was overwhelming, and I wanted to escape.
He often saw this kind of situation in his previous life among some second-generation scions with relatively ordinary backgrounds who weren't so lazy.
The solution is also quite mature.
There is a set of standard conversation techniques.
It might seem a bit old-fashioned in other contexts, but it's definitely effective for a young girl like Helena.
Chen Yisen organized his thoughts and began rapidly typing letters on the screen...
……
Meanwhile, Helena, lying on the bed in the bedroom, had been restless for quite some time.
Because after she posted that short essay, Chen Yisen hadn't replied for over an hour.
Even the status has been switched to offline.
"Am I being too vulnerable?"
"Or is that too dramatic?"
"Does he not want to talk to me anymore?"
"..."
Helena checked her phone screen every few minutes, and even considered sending another message to ask what was wrong.
I don't know how to bring it up.
For a time, this feeling even surpassed the struggle with choosing a department.
Until I felt the phone vibrate against my chest again.
She quickly unlocked her screen and saw Chen Yisen's reply.
What you fear isn't a particular department, but rather the inability to prove yourself worthy of it all. So the key isn't where you go, but what you do once you get there.
It's basically just giving people feel-good platitudes.
However, students of Helena's age fall for this kind of thing.
What's more, it was someone she liked who gave her the drink.
That would naturally be a sweet treat.
"How... should I do it?" She felt a sense of relief wash over her.
My phone vibrated again.
Helena quickly prepared a reply.
It wasn't until I had typed out a few letters that I realized Chen Yisen hadn't sent any new messages.
It was an email.
The sender was Margaret Furst.
Helena's relaxed state of mind immediately tensed up again.
If it were just now, she might have chosen to temporarily escape.
But now, it's no longer necessary.
The email was clearly a template; once the polite phrases were removed, it essentially invited the recipient to attend a "Special Elective Course on Neurophysiology and Epilepsy Monitoring" at the NYU Comprehensive Epilepsy Center.
Starting from the fourth week of August, for a period of three months, four days a week.
It ended right at the last minute of the application period for matching hospitalization physicians.
Clearly, Dalia had considered everything.
What she secured for Helena was far more than just a simple letter of recommendation.
It's not just a set of academic packaging.
The course that Fusi invited her to attend, though nominally called an elective, was essentially an early internship.
Especially for someone like her, a "late convert" who has never had a specialized rotation in neurology, this experience can be a significant addition to her otherwise rudimentary resume, making it incredibly valuable.
The only problem is that it conflicts with the courses next semester.
For the first time ever, Helena took the initiative to suggest that she should discuss it with her mother.
She jumped out of bed and quickly walked out of the room.
"Mom, I received an email!"
Meanwhile, in the study, Dalia was still in a crazy state, disheveled and with messy hair!