Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, search a lesson.

“Let’s continue to check in to the Metropolitan Police Department today.”

Kitahara sat in his own place, supporting the side of his face with one hand, his brown eyes scanning the documents on the desktop with a slight disparity, and whispered softly.

[Today’s check-in location: Tokyo Warning Hall; Reward: Miwako Sato’s Original Black Silk ×1].

…… This is all an inexplicable reward.

Seeing the reward obtained today, the corners of Beiyuan’s mouth twitched slightly.

Why does he want this thing, take it back and use it at night?

I’m not afraid of getting infected….

Fortunately, in this year, the system gave enough strange rewards, and as a host, he was almost used to it.

[Is this reward withdrawn or deposited into the four-dimensional pocket?] 】

“Deposit in the four-dimensional pocket.”

Kitahara chose the second one without hesitation.

Just kidding, he doesn’t have extra pockets for this stuff.

If this is taken out, I am afraid that he, a newcomer who has just joined the Metropolitan Police Department, will be dismissed immediately.

Not to mention that Miwako Sato is still his boss, and he is reluctant to lose the iron rice bowl of civil servants.

Beiyuan Xun let out a soft breath, picked up the steaming black tea on the side, and took a sip gently, the rich tea fragrance made him squint his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips couldn’t help but raise.

This look of enjoyment and the other busy police officers in the office are completely people from two worlds.

Speaking of which, it has been a year since I came to this world unknowingly….

From the confusion to despair that I crossed at the beginning, I finally chose to accept.

As a traverser, his adaptability is still very strong, after all, the web literature of the previous life crossing theme is too flooded.

In addition, when crossing over, he also awakened a [check-in system].

As long as you choose a location to check in every day, you can get a variety of rewards.

Within a year, he successfully transformed himself from a black household with no identity to the new police officer of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department through the identity card rewards given by punching in the card.

I started my daily work routine of casual clock-in.

Although most of the rewards given by punching in are useless things.

For example: [Eiri Pear’s Draft], [Nobi Tamago’s Glasses], [A Bottle of Coconut Milk That Never Ends], [Ron Weasley’s Broken Wand], [Yukinoshita Yukino’s Life Photo]…………

Putting aside this garbage, Kitahara has also smoked good things.

For example, when I first joined the warning hall, I punched in and obtained [Cat-type Parenting Robot: Doraemon].

When he heard this reward, Kitahara’s head was a little inadequate.

Doraemon – the parenting robot from the 22nd century that can pull out a nuclear bomb that destroys the world at any time?

What a system does it use!

Doesn’t this just start taking off?

However, after he withdrew the reward, he learned that the Doraemon obtained by this check-in was a new product that had just left the factory, and there were not so many props on his body, only some gifts that came with the factory.

For example, bamboo dragonflies, arbitrary doors, four-dimensional pockets, and spare pockets…

However – although there are no dazzling props, it is also good that Kitahara, who is alone, has an additional object to talk to in this strange world.

It won’t make him suffocate to death.

It’s not bad.

In general, he now only needs to touch the fish leisurely and punch in, without involvement, without overtime, and even without worrying about being fired….

Simply an ideal life.

Thinking so, the corners of Beiyuan Xun’s mouth rose slightly, and he stretched out comfortably.

“Kitahara-kun, are you so casual?”

Just when Beiyuan was just halfway out, a sweet voice suddenly came from behind him, making his body stiffen.

“Ha, haha… How come, Sato-senpai—you see, I’ve finished today’s report. ”

Sensing that his boss was behind him, Kitahara quickly sat up straight, picked up the report under his hand, and handed it to his desk.

“But I’ve watched you drink tea since the morning until the afternoon.” Miwako Sato raised her eyebrows, picked up the report full of writings and looked at it twice, her face became a little surprised for a while, “You really finished writing?” ”

“Sato-senpai, your words are so hurtful…”

Kitahara sighed.

“Even if it’s me, I’ll get the job done.”

“Well, I’m sorry, I misunderstood you.” Miwako Sato smiled apologetically, then put the report back on the table.

After all, this newcomer who has just joined the search class is obviously only twenty years old, but he does not have the vigor that a young person should have.

On the contrary, it always exudes a lazy atmosphere, which makes people can’t help but wonder if he is lazy.

Since Miwako Sato had to go to Officer Megumi to report to him next, he turned around and left after instructing him about the work situation for two sentences, which can be regarded as the care of the seniors for the juniors.

“Whew… Fortunately, I finished the report with a computer pen in advance. ”

Kitahara looked at the departing Miwako Sato, gently turned the computer pen on the desktop with his hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The pen is also obtained by clocking in, and as long as it is held in the hand, it can automatically help the person complete the work on the paper – even if the person holding the pen is sleeping.

This pen is really suitable for a fish toucher like him.

He finished his report this morning while eating breakfast.

Throwing the precious computer pen into the pocket of the fourth dimension he carried with him, Kitahara leaned back in his chair, and a pair of dead fish eyes looked at the scenery outside the window casually.

Through the glass on the window, he could clearly see the reflection of his appearance.

Black slightly curly hair, under the slightly messy ends of the hair is a handsome face; The delicate facial features combined with the eyes that are pulled together in the upper half also give people a lazy feeling, and it seems that nothing can be lifted.

There was no change in this face, after all, he was crossing rather than soul piercing or reborn.

This is a good comfort for him, although he has just crossed over into a black household, but he does not have to live with a strange face and body.

Putting away these complicated thoughts, Kitahara looked down at his watch.

At this time, it was close to five thirty in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour or so before the end of work.

Today is as light as ever!

So what to eat tonight?

Kitahara’s slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, his thoughts diverging as he thought about his trip after work.

Sukiyaki, hot pot or sushi?

Ah yes, I have to help Xiao Dora buy some gong and burn it back….

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