Chapter 81 Eat Crunchy Popcorn

81.

"Passed? So quickly?"

Two minutes? Now you are more certain that Rimbaud is the warehouse manager arranged by the game.

Otherwise, how could the government and Fox Dalang approve a report you wrote so casually so quickly when they would spend a week reviewing current affairs for a daily report?

Or... you think about it, in fact, the review of current affairs is divided into manual and mechanical. It is very scary to think about it carefully. Current affairs have never denied that there is a systematic review. When you think of this, your hands are shaking while eating salinated chicken legs...

Kitsunesuke struggled to take his eyes off the greasy chicken leg, and under your influence, he successfully evolved into a big gluttonous fox.

It hissed, raised its paw to wipe the saliva from the corner of its mouth, and switched back to work mode: "Well, from World WH15649, individual 'Rambo' has been successfully registered as the warehouse of the Judge, and current political information has been opened to individual 'Rambo'."

"Wait..." Rimbaud, sensing something was wrong, said, "What current affairs?" Isn't this a hermit family? How is it related to a government agency?

"Huh?" You turned your head to look at him, feeling a little confused. "Didn't I tell you at the beginning?" You smiled honestly, "This is my village. You came to the year 2205."

Under Kitsunesuke's explanation, the excellent European spy's cerebral cortex began to become smooth.

"Now that you're here..."

How could the players let go of the useful NPC? If they let go of the NPC that can move independently, who knows where to find it in Yokohama.

It just so happens that your store is short of people. I believe that an elite NPC working in a big company would not mind working two jobs, right? Oh, warehouse management is also considered a job? That's three ordinary jobs.

After all, players are now excellent workers who work as clothing store managers while running quests during the day, fight fish-headed people at dusk, and work as bartenders in bars at night, secretly learning the master's bartending skills!

If players can do it, I believe artificial intelligence NPCs can do it too.

After all, you are not a devil. You haven't even assigned 007 jobs to the NPCs.

You calmly exchanged a contract and put the paper document into Lambo's hand: "Come and sign a contract with me to become a worker in the Magic Pet Clothing Store."

"No... I don't have any plans to work for the time being..." Rimbaud tried to decline. If he wasn't in someone else's territory, as a Transcendent, he would have driven away in his coloring book long ago.

Moreover, although he has not recovered all his memories, the tradition of working hard that is engraved in the French DNA makes him want to lie on a lazy chair, holding a cup of hot black tea with milk, and spend a day without work... or a lifetime?

“Eh——” You tilted your head and flicked your tail, “Really?” How could a warehouse manager not want to work? Bug! This must be a system bug!

Rambo wanted to refuse again, but when he looked up, he saw the rows of fierce and evil men behind you, the ones the fox demon called "sword men"... He closed his mouth silently and changed his words: "I'll consider it."

"What's wrong? You don't look well. Is there something behind me?" You turned your head and saw normal swordmen doing their own things - except for a few blades looking at you with sparkling eyes. You looked at Rambo again, puzzled, "What did you see?"

Just as Rimbaud was about to speak, he saw the men with swords and knives taking out their cold, shining samurai swords, as if warning him to be tactful. At this moment, his pride and rebelliousness as a transcendent came up.

He smiled and asked, "I have no intention of working for the moment. Thank you for your invitation."

Oh, you rejected it. You are more familiar with this process... As expected, players have to accept the forced melon.

You gave a look to Higekiri who was not far away, and Ren, who often cooperated with you in doing things, nodded, quietly went behind Rimbaud, and then launched a surprise attack on the opponent.

"Wait! What are you doing?! Let go...ah!" Damn, why can't the coloring book be used?

"Oh, you're struggling really hard." Higekiri tied a knot around Rimbaud's body with a smile, "Master, have you failed in the negotiation? Do you want me to chop you off?"

"I, I, I can provide the dug pit!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga jumped out, "I can also help bury the body!"

"Mr. He, can you tell me where you dug a hole again?"

"Uh, Koubo, can you just pretend you didn't hear me?"

…

This is weird. Just now, the system panel kept popping up a message saying that someone had applied to use a special ability... Did someone jump into the platform? This is Honmaru, not some superpower world. It must be another system bug.

So you reject them all.

Seeing that the warehouse manager finally gave up, you walked up to him, struggled to pull out his thumb, and signed the contract.

[You have successfully set up (Deputy Store Manager)]

[Arthur Rimbaud (Paul Verlaine) personal information has been fully disclosed]

Hmm? Why does this NPC have two names? Is this the special feature of the warehouse manager NPC?

Facing your question, Rimbaud wanted to answer with silence, but the inexplicable contract in his body made him automatically reply: "Paul Verlaine is the real name given to me by my parents. I gave it to my relatives and friends."

I seem to have seen this kind of plot in some books that are more about pure love: give a name to a nameless person, and from then on he gains the loyalty of a heartless person, blah blah, and then it's the pornographic plot, the pornographic plot, and in the end the protagonists live happily together and continue the pornographic plot.

You were silent for a while, and you felt that you couldn't look at the NPC with tinted glasses like this, so you went to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's ear and whispered loudly: "Tsurumaru, do you feel that this plot is very familiar, and very that?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga nodded and responded to you loudly and enthusiastically: "Yes, Master, it is indeed like that."

"Right, that's it."

Rimbaud didn't really want to understand what "that" was, but he still understood it.

So he also fell silent.

After a few seconds, Rimbaud spoke with difficulty: "My relationship with my relatives and friends...is not that kind of relationship."

"So what is your relationship?"

"We are partners."

Once the conversation begins, it becomes natural to say the rest of the content.

"My relative... that is, Paul, was an artificial life form created by the organizers of the anti-government movement. I took him back."

“Crack…Crack…”

"The government asked me to educate and supervise Paul, and my first task was to give him a name. After several years of getting along with him, I thought I knew him well enough..." Rimbaud laughed bitterly, "It seems that I was being too sentimental."

“Crack…Crack…”

"...We needed to recover Experimental Body Armor No. 258...but in the end, Paul betrayed me."

Rambo sighed, then he raised his head and stared at you expressionlessly: "Can you stop eating popcorn, cat man?"

How can I blame you? You can't skip the plot, can't I give you something to eat?

“So… chew chew chew… this guy who betrayed you… chew chew chew… Paul…” Your mouth is a little dry from eating popcorn. You take a sip of the fat otaku’s happy water and exhale. “Do you still consider him a relative or friend?”

"……Yes."

"Is that so..." You stroked your chin, feeling that the relationship between the two is more than just partners or friends. "Do you worry when you can't see each other? Do you want to hold onto each other when you're walking outside, afraid that they'll leave your sight?"

Rimbaud imagined that he and Verlaine were going out on a mission together, and Verlaine, who had almost no common sense in interpersonal communication, got separated from him on the street... Wouldn't the secret mission turn into a terrorist incident?

"Yes."

"I understand." You snatched Tsurumaru Kuninaga's cool sunglasses, put them on your face, and made a signature move of the Grim Reaper, "The scheming frog keeps touching your belly! The cat man judges your feelings for Verlaine as-"

"Fatherly love!"

"No, I don't think so...never mind, let's talk about work."

*

After knowing that Rimbaud had changed from a despicable outsider to one of his own, Kasen Kanesada poured him a cup of tea as a gesture of friendship: "Please have some."

"...Thank you." Lanbo held the hot tea and felt the chill in his body lessen a little. He looked at you and said, "AAA...Manager, do you want to go on a day trip to Yokohama tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes, can you be a tour guide?" Of course, only the salary of the deputy store manager will be given.

"I'm not familiar with Yokohama," Rimbaud said calmly, "In fact, after losing my memory, I had no interest in exploring Yokohama." After all, it was not his hometown.

"But..." Lanbo took a sip of tea and smiled, "I can recommend someone who is familiar with Yokohama to you."

"Who?"

"The current leader of the port mafia is Mori Gugai." Rambo sold his former boss to you. "He loves Yokohama deeply. Mori Gugai will definitely be able to take the store manager to fully appreciate the charm of Yokohama."

"Sen Ou Wai...where have I seen this name before?" It's over. My scalp is itchy and my non-existent brain is about to burst out.

“Hahahaha, don’t you remember?” Mikazuki Munechika handed you a string of three-colored dumplings and winked at you playfully, “The father who liked to play chase games with his daughter.”

Oh, it's the NPC you played with! Thinking of this, you took out the dresses you collected and gave them to Rantoshiro, who happily showed them off everywhere.

"But I love Yokohama, but its XP is actually the city?" You sighed, having learned something new. "People in big cities are so open-minded."

After deciding to go to Hong Kong tomorrow, and Hei invited Sen Ouwai to be your tour guide for a day, you glanced at the system time - well, it's time to log off.

If you don’t log off, Mr. Midorikawa will come and “gently” knock on your door again.

When you think of the other person's gentle smile, you can't help but shudder. Haha, this is not because you are scared, this is just that you respect your father's colleague.

You raised your headband and looked around, then gave a shy smile to the closest person, Xiaolong Jingguang - I don't know why the closest person was Xiaolong: "I'm going to die soon, remember to help me harvest the vegetables and brew the wine."

Xiaolong Jingguang who just came over to pick up some food:?

The next second, you fall into the other person's arms.

After the knife men who are used to it but not completely used to it confirm that you are okay, the knife masters start biting their handkerchiefs in jealousy: Lord! Why don’t you fall into my arms?

Seeing Rimbaud for the first time and not being used to him at all:?

He silently swallowed the tea in his mouth, thinking, maybe someone suddenly dying wouldn't be a big surprise in the future, right?

I'm really curious about what the world will be like after 2205.