Chapter 16 Chapter 16 The Beautiful 'Gong Sanhua' ...
At 7:30 in the morning, the player opened his eyes on time.
Looking at the daily tasks, the player nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that today would be another busy day.
After completing the sword-swinging mission, the player fed Meowji food and water, and watched it finish eating with a kind look.
"Meow~~" Meowji acted coquettishly in the player's hands, its black fur looking shiny under the sunlight. Now, including its tail, it was almost half an arm long.
"Speaking of which, isn't this cat growing a little too fast?" The player looked at the black cat that changed its appearance every day, with a look of wisdom on his face. Is it true that this cat will not mutate?
But it is a golden legend after all, and the way the cat looks has its own reasons.
Thinking of this, the player no longer worried. He picked up the sleepy cat and put all the furniture into his backpack.
That’s right! Players’ second task today is moving!
[Random task: A body of a thousand gold, not sitting in the hall
Requirements: As the leader of a faction, you must be aware of protecting yourself. Please find a place with a higher sense of security.
Rewards: Random furniture x 5, magical landline phone x 1, some experience points]
The treatment has also changed with a different identity. Thinking of the system's evaluation of his previous residence as "fragile" and "dilapidated", the player did not struggle and planned to move to the leader's house near the port building first.
This can also save players' commuting time and give them more time to complete tasks!
Player: I am already preparing to become an excellent social animal.jpg
Turning around and taking another look at the shelter that had accompanied the player for several days, the player shed a few crocodile tears and left without looking back.
The player who was in a hurry to move did not notice the few idiots following him quietly.
At 7:59, the player arrived at the front desk of the port building and successfully signed in. After happily receiving five mall coins, the player went to his own exclusive house.
The place where the leader lives is naturally different from that of other members. The most obvious difference is that it is bigger and wider.
The player divided this big house into bedrooms, guest rooms, halls, kitchens, planting areas, etc., and placed the magical landline phone given by the system in the place originally called the guest room.
The player used a sword to cut a large hole in the wall between the master bedroom and the guest room for people to enter and exit.
Players who don’t follow the beaten path: The opening is just right, not too big or too small.
[Magical Landline Phone: This is a magical landline phone. Under the right circumstances, it can break through the barriers of the world and successfully connect with creatures from other worlds. It can be used once a month.]
Player: Wow, so cool!
How can it not be considered a kind of nesting doll to connect with another world in an otherworldly game?
The right time, the right place, and the right people.
Time, now is 9 o'clock in the morning, the time for workers to go to work, this is the time;
Geographical advantage: the player moves today, which is also considered geographical advantage;
As for harmony among people, players are the only players, this is harmony among people!
Looking at the landline phone emitting colorful light, the player, who had completely convinced himself in his heart, washed his hands and decisively picked up the phone.
What phone number should I press? the player wondered.
"Let's do 666! I hope I can do 666 today." The player said to the landline phone.
"Beep, beep, beep----!"
The microphone placed next to the ear continuously made a waiting sound, which was exactly the same as the sound made by something in the player's pocket.
Hmm? Pocket?
The player unconsciously touched his pocket and took out a cell phone.
Player: “…”
Looking at the unresponsive landline phone and the ringing cell phone, the player was silent and it took a while before he picked up the phone.
"What's up?"
"Chief, it's 9:15, time to go to work." A cold and ruthless voice came.
Damn it! I need you to warn the players! They're definitely going to deduct all of your salary for this month!
The other side of the world----
"Hmm? Was there something ringing just now?" The fast-moving monster struggled to dodge the subtle attacks from behind it. "It felt a bit like a phone ringing..."
"Could this be an illusion?" The monster, with beads of sweat on its head (?), used the momentum to dodge the attack from the side and took a few breaths in a very human way. "It can't be an illusion before death, right? I was reborn not long ago!"
I don’t want to die so soon!!!
The monster put this brief episode behind it and escaped with even greater concentration.
…
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The player came to the boss room in a lifeless mood.
Players are revising documents with no hope in life.
The player regretted his actions yesterday.
"Damn it! After making Mori Ogai an executive, I no longer have a secretary." The player looked at the damn documents in front of him with resentment. "The Great Sensei has gone to work under Mori Ogai again. If I don't approve these documents, no one will."
hateful!
Thinking of Mori Ogai's ugly face, the player wanted to slap the angry self from yesterday to death.
No save file is really too bad!
"It's time to skip work (cross out) and go out and find a secretary." The player thought deeply.
Otherwise, how can players have fun?
And Mori Ogai, whose promotion speed is like riding a rocket...
Looking at the doubtful, mocking and disgusted expressions of the people below, he could only smile bitterly and didn't even know how to start his defense.
These days he had been living were more exciting than all his previous days in the port mafia.
"What a willful little leader!" Sitting in the cadre's office, he sighed again.
"Hmph, it's obviously Rintaro who's so useless." The blonde, blue-eyed girl sat on the sofa, a paintbrush in one hand and paper in the other. "Not only did the cooked duck fly away, but he also became a slave."
"Mo~~, Alice-chan~~, don't say that," Mori Ogai sighed. His image as a professional secretary only lasted for less than a day. "I can't help it, alas."
Who would have thought that it only took one day to go from a personal doctor to a boss's secretary and then to a mafia cadre?
"The bottom line is that Rintaro is such a loser! How could this have happened if he had taken action earlier?" Alice crumpled up the painting she had finished and threw it at Mori Ogai's head. "I don't want to bother with a loser like you!"
"Ah~~, no! Alice~~, I'll treat you to a super delicious little cake, just forgive me!"
"Who could have thought it would turn out like this~~" Beneath Mori Ogai's playful expression was a rational and cold look.
Yeah, who would have thought?
Even the teacher didn’t expect this, right?
Natsume Soseki certainly didn't expect that—
In just one day, the Port Mafia changed completely. The previous leader died too quickly, and his most loyal supporters, including Yoshida Kumano, one of the five major cadres, also disappeared during the same period.
Not only that, in this case, the previous leader can pass the throne to the current leader before his death. Is this really voluntary?
What's even more strange is that this new leader looks to be around the age of a middle school student, but there was no trace of her before, as if she suddenly appeared on Leibo Street.
Thinking of this, Natsume Soseki wanted to sigh.
Out of consideration for his country's chaotic social order and the endless stream of criminal incidents after the war, and in order to balance the forces of all parties, he proposed and promoted the completion of the "Three Quarters Concept".
That is, the city is managed by the Special Ability Department and the military police during the day, the Port Mafia at night, and the intersection of day and night - dusk, is managed by the Armed Detective Agency.
No matter what, the Special Ability Agent Department and the military police are official, so there is no need to worry too much; the Armed Detective Agency has Fukuzawa and that extremely smart guy, and has laid a very good foundation.
Only the Port Mafia...
The current situation of the Port Mafia is so unexpected, it's like a chessboard that was originally set up was overturned by an outsider.
No one knows what will become of it.
And what role did his disciple Mori Ogai, who became a cadre, play in this?
Natsume Soseki, who had turned into a calico cat, lay in a green field, basking in the sun and sighed softly.
"Meow----" I'm so tired. Can't we let the elderly enjoy their retirement life?
"Hey, a male calico cat? That's quite rare!"
Natsume Soseki's movement of stretching his limbs froze for a moment.
He raised his round cat head and looked in the direction of the voice, but was surprised to find that this was not a stranger.
He has black hair and golden eyes, and holds a sword that is the same color as his eyes.
The protagonist he had just been thinking about was the new leader of the Port Mafia.
Gods for thousands of generations.
Natsume Soseki straightened up and meowed at Kamijou Chiyo.
666 is not deceiving me.
The player looked at the cat lying on the grass with its limbs stretched out, looking so comfortable that it was almost sticking out its tongue, and smiled for the first time that day.
"It's actually a male calico cat, how rare."
Seeing this, it can be proved that the player should have good luck today.
After all, just like the four-leaf clover among clover and the peerless genius among ordinary people, the male tricholoma is a very rare existence.
Of course, the prerequisite is that this has to be a real cat.
Looking at the message displayed by the system, the player's eyes widened.
[Name: Natsume Soseki
age:?
Do you have special abilities: Yes (I am a cat)
Faction: None (?)]
"Damn it! He's actually an imposter! You're going to ruin my luck today!"
The frustrated player absolutely could not tolerate this kind of deception, so he put away his sword and wanted to catch the cat.
【Random task: Cat
Requirements: The male calico cat that symbolizes good luck is not a real cat. Unable to tolerate this deception, you decide to catch this "male calico cat" and eat ten dried fish in front of this cat.
Rewards: Special gift x1, right to use the "I am a cat" ability x1, some experience points]
Natsume Soseki, who was caught off guard by the identity of the 'person', said: "...?"
No way! Is this the Port Mafia leader's special ability?
Isn't she a space-based psychic? ! ! !
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