Chapter 2

The farm provides an unsuitable sleep environment, with the cacophony of various birds creating a maddening ruckus. It's baffling why such small creatures can be so loud.

Examining his reflection in the mirror, William is left speechless. He can't fathom why he has chosen this unconventional appearance.

In reality, the extravagant hairstyle he finds puzzling is, in fact, becoming mainstream. The streets, whether in the rice country or Xiangjiang, are filled with people sporting the distinctive explosion heads.

"Arrange for a change in my hairstyle, Forbes."

"Sure, Master. I'll have Smith come over right away."

William White's breakfast is a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisines, featuring his favorite dumplings, fried bacon, scrambled eggs, along with coffee and black tea.

Since the passing of his parents, many servants remain in the household, essentially becoming his own staff. As long as they can be sustained, there are no plans to dismiss them.

"Master, Smith is ready. You can proceed now."

"Thanks, Forbes. Also, please check the information on the futures company for me. I have some minor investments, around one or two million."

"Of course, young master."

Navigating the vast expanse of White Castle proves disconcerting for William. He feels a sense of detachment, akin to floating like a ghost.

"Your call is from Jason Gao, Master."

"Alright, I'll take it."

Jason Gao, a good friend and former classmate, inquires about William's well-being. They share a history of friendship from high school to university.

Despite the financial disparity between the two families, Jason Gao's household is also prosperous, making him a fellow farmer.

White reflects on the surreal nature of titles since his parents' demise. He now operates as the de facto head of the family, embracing the name "White."

The prevailing trend among American teenagers is in stark contrast to mainstream practices. Yet, White has come to accept this, recognizing the need for evolution.

"Hello, Mr. White."

"Hello, Smith. Just call me William."

"Sure, Mr. White."

The familiar title persists despite William's preference, a small detail he chooses not to fuss over.

Observing Smith, William contemplates changing his hairstyle. Despite his confusion about the current trend, Smith readily complies.

"Master, are you ready? Are you satisfied with the result?"

"Very good. Thanks for your assistance."

As William proceeds to take a shower, warm water soothes his body, and his mind feels clearer. However, a plethora of memories and information continues to flood his brain, leaving him in a state of bewilderment.

The uncertainty persists. Is this a dream, or has he truly been reborn? The vividness of the memories, some of which are not his own, confounds him.

Resolute in making the most of this second chance at life, William resolves to avoid past mistakes and live a fulfilling existence.

"Fetch Black Wind, Forbe. I'm going to take a stroll around the farm."

"Of course, young master. I'll have it brought over."

Admiring his rejuvenated appearance in the mirror, William experiences a sense of pride. Black Wind, a horse gifted by his father, holds sentimental value and has grown alongside him.

Today, Black Wind seems spirited, reflecting the positive change in William's mood. Forbe, witnessing his young master's recovery, is genuinely relieved.

As a farmer, William recognizes the importance of inspecting his land, fulfilling a duty expected of the family's head. The farmworkers, content with his visit, perceive his resurgence as a commitment to the family legacy.

White Farm, situated just over two hours from Houston, boasts an expansive 60,000 acres—among the largest irrigation farms in the vicinity. Originally Dutch-owned and dating back more than two centuries, it has weathered numerous challenges to remain under White family stewardship.