I! Cleaner!

"It is because I am not strong enough that I want to get my own power as soon as possible. That is why I did not choose the second option."

After admitting that he was a "bad guy", Leon responded seriously:

"The abnormal objects created by the second option are consumable, not my own power. Once they are used up, there will be nothing left. Moreover, they can only be effective for targets that recognize the value of the golden wheel... By the way, do you remember the tasks you asked me to choose before?"

The blood rain that killed thousands of animals, the giant beasts that were five meters tall, the sea people living underwater, the sand maggots that could hollow out a mountain...

After recalling the tasks listed by the red-haired director before, Leon said helplessly:

"The task targets you listed for me are almost None of them accept the Golden Wheel. Only the Sea People still recognize gold, but they also have their own currency and may not fully recognize the value of the Golden Wheel. It is still unclear whether the second anomaly is effective.

Of course, I can also be like Senior Emma, ​​only accepting tasks that I am sure to deal with, and specifically looking for enemies who recognize the value of the Golden Wheel as opponents, but as long as I make a mistake in judgment, my strongest anomaly will be directly destroyed.

The power obtained by the third choice is truly mine. It can almost work in these situations. At worst, it can help me save my life and escape. Why don’t I choose this? "

"..."

Looking at the red-haired director who seemed to have realized something and had calmed down again, Leon thought about it and swallowed the most important reason back into his stomach.

Although people’s brains grow on the top, when thinking, they often have to consider the decisions of the bottom first.

The red-haired director may not feel it herself, but as the director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau, she subconsciously hopes that everyone in the bureau has distinct strengths, so that when encountering problems, she can send corresponding people to solve them.

But the position of my "butt" is different from hers. For me who is seriously lacking in strength, what I need most now is not the upper limit of the future, but the combat power that can guarantee safety.

Although the third option is said to be very common, if something can be common, it proves that it is at least suitable for most people and most situations, and the lower limit is basically not bad.

And with the annual mortality rate of nearly one-tenth in the Cleanup Bureau, if I give up the current combat power and choose the upper limit of the future, I might be carried away directly at any time. Even those who choose similar abnormal objects in the bureau may think so.

...

"If that's the case, then the third one is okay..."

After looking at Leon who was hesitant to speak and vaguely guessing a little bit of his thoughts, the red-haired director couldn't help but curled his lips and said:

"You are really... Only sixteen or seventeen years old, you are used to thinking about things, worrying about this and afraid of that, and not willing to take any risks. You are just another Emma!

Ah... If I had known you would become like this, I shouldn't have let her take you!"

Emma senior?

Leon couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

To be honest, my biggest hope for myself right now is to be like her, to be able to earn a high salary while taking care of my younger brothers and sisters, and to "get along" in the Cleanup Bureau in peace and stability.

"Director, I don't think you're completely right."

Seeing the atmosphere ease, knowing that he had convinced her, Leon, in a good mood, smiled and said:

"Senior Emma is indeed a little too cautious, but people with overly cautious personalities like her are most likely to survive safely in the Cleanup Bureau, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Whatever you say is right!"

After rolling his eyes at "Emma II" unhappily, the red-haired director waved his hand and drove him away, saying:

"Go away! The General Administration will be able to prepare new anomalies and send them over in about a week. If they are not suitable by then, don't come to ask me to help you change them!"

After flicking his finger towards the door and controlling his hair to drive Leon out, the red-haired director recalled all the expressions he showed during the discussion, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Tsk... Although some people are always cautious, cautious, cautious, and cautious, they are probably very arrogant!

My expectation for Leon is just to become an ordinary first-level disaster handler, or an ace employee like Emma who is qualified to be the director of the branch, but I am afraid he doesn't think so.

Originally, he was still hesitating between the second and third options, but when he heard that the second option can only be effective against opponents below the true god, his eyes immediately became firm and he made a decision directly.

So although he didn't say it explicitly, he should think that he will continue to grow and will probably have a true god-level existence as his opponent in the end, which is why he has lost interest in the second option.

And a person with a more cautious personality should not have such meaningless arrogance, so the secret he hides may be stronger than he imagined!

Little Leon full of secrets~

After taking a sip of the tea in the wine bottle, the red-haired director leaned back in his chair, staring at the old and peeling ceiling above his head in a trance, thinking with a complicated expression.

So... do you want to take over as the director of the Virgin Cleaning Bureau? Or do you want to go one step further?

…

“I just want a baked potato.”

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, Leon, who had ordered the main course, couldn’t wait to reach out and point to the remaining beef stew.

“One of these, plus a bowl of white bean stew.”

“OK!”

Although she is not young anymore, the auntie serving food in the police department cafeteria is surprisingly steady. She reaches into the bottom of the bucket with a large iron spoon covered with sauce. She even scrapes off a lot of onions and carrots on the bucket wall, fills the bucket with beef, and then takes it out. She piles it on Leon’s plate with a bang, and then asks in a loud voice:

“What else? What else do you want?”

“Enough! That’s enough!”

That’s enough? My chickens eat more than you!

After looking at Leon's thin body, the cafeteria auntie couldn't help but frowned, and said with dissatisfaction on her waist:

"Look at you so thin, others will think that the food I cook is so bad! Just stand there! Another spoonful!"

After scooping another full spoonful of beef and putting it on the plate without any refusal, the auntie, who was as strong as a bear, smacked her lips and chatted with the uncle next to her with regret:

"Look at this young man, he looks so energetic, why doesn't he have any meat on his body? It's a waste of a good... Hmm? Little Isa? Why did you come to eat today?"

"Hey... It's almost the same as last time..."

After hearing the cafeteria auntie's concerned inquiry, the female police officer who came with the plate sighed and said with frustration:

"I caught you this morning. I caught a bastard who was causing trouble everywhere, but I found out that he had a deep background. In the end, I had to let him go first. I was busy with the aftermath...

Forget it, let's not talk about these annoying things. I still want rice pudding, apple pie, and beef stew as before. "

"The beef stew is not enough..."

Looking back at the big bucket of beef stew, the cafeteria aunt said embarrassedly:

"I saved it for you before, but you didn't come. Just now, there was a skinny kid who wanted to eat beef stew. I couldn't help but give him two more spoons... How about changing it to fried pork chops for you?"

"Okay..."

Hearing that her favorite beef stew was gone, the hungry female police officer couldn't help but frowned, feeling that nothing she did was going well today.

After leaving with the fried pork chop regretfully, she subconsciously looked around to see which lucky person had cut off her beard, but she saw an extremely familiar back, and saw a pile of stewed beef on the person's plate.

"Huh?!!!"

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