About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"I'm fine. I'll go check tomorrow to see if your sister has been abducted by some strange guy."

"Please. Also, I've been wanting to ask you since a while ago, Orson, have you become a Buddha...?"

From Tallulah's perspective, there was a continuous flash of light behind Orson, and the scene was once very HOLY.

"Uh, it's just a bedside lamp, a bedside lamp!"

Orson explained in a panic, but bad luck always comes in pairs. At this time, the "bedside lamp" suddenly turned over, and the angle of the LED light source also changed.

"Did the brightness of the bedside lamp change?"

Tallulah frowned.

"It was an earthquake, just an earthquake!"

Orson quickly added, and by the way, he also swayed twice along with the "yo yo yo" to pretend an earthquake.

"Has the environment around Longmen become so bad? In any case, you must be careful, Orson. Although I really want to know Huijie's current situation, promise me that you will put your own safety first."

Tallulah on the other side of the video frowned, and Orson was deeply moved by her expression, but he couldn't bring himself to say, "I was actually abducted by Penguin Logistics and dragged to their office to spend the night."

"Hmm... 20 bottles of White Horse Special Brew... recipient..."

I thought the storm was over, but the Archangel behind me seemed to be not afraid of trouble and suddenly started talking in his sleep.

"Orson?"

"Yes, it's a smart bedside lamp! Longmen's technology is really amazing now, Maggie Ya Bakunai."

Orson wiped the sweat off his face and almost fainted.

"...You're not going to get together with some weird girl again, are you, Orson?"

"of course not!"

"Is the other party the Luper tribe?"

"It's Sakota——oops^q^"

Orson, who could never lie, was easily tricked into telling the truth by Tallulah.

Orson could no longer remember the conversation that followed. The only thing he could remember was what Tallulah told him.

[After I get to Longmen, if a bunch of weird girls show up around you again, I'll definitely have you tied to the bed in that maid outfit and tickled, while Black Snake records the video!]

...I don’t know if it’s too late to escape now.

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In the early morning, the Archangel stretched.

"Haaaa... I took a short nap, and now I'm invincible! Now it's my turn, Orson—eh hey hey, it's already dawn!? How long have I been sleeping?"

The Archangel was startled. He had planned to take a nap before working, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky outside was brighter than the light bulb on his head.

Angel got up from the single bed in the office lounge and pushed open the office door.

"Good morning, Angel. How was your rest?"

Orson was frying something in front of the indoor stove that had rarely been used, and greeted the Archangel.

"It's okay... Um, how long did I sleep for—Eh!? How did the office become so tidy?!"

Today's morning was really exciting. First, I accidentally slept for more than 6 hours (even though I was in the same room with the boy), and all the work was left to Orson.

Then, the office in front of him, which was originally a bit messy, now became spacious and well-organized. If you didn’t know it at first glance, you would think it was a high-end business center.

"I helped clean and tidy up a bit. After all, I can't do it for free."

Orson responded as he put the breakfast in the pot onto a plate and brought it to the Archangel.

"Here's breakfast, made with some random ingredients from the fridge. Here's the account book, with the information already entered. Also, here are the forty-two bullets I found while cleaning the room. I've sorted them for you. It's a bit outrageous to lose something like that, Exia."

Orson said as he placed each item on the table in front of the Archangel.

"I'm not sure about your dietary habits, Angel, so I chose the safest combination of bread, eggs, meat, and milk. By the way, will Texas and the others come to the office this morning? We still have some extra ingredients."

"..."

"Archangel?"

After Orson finished speaking, he noticed that Archangel was frozen in place.

"Are you OK?"

"You're so—so professional! What the hell is that? So that's what the breeder meant by that? Too professional! Damn it! Even I was caught off guard!"

Exia looked at Orson, his eyes twinkling.

“It’s not as… woohoo!?”

Before Orson could finish his words, Archangel Exia suddenly came over and hugged Orson's arms on both sides.

"Anyway, I'm asking you to consider applying for a position at Penguin Logistics!"

"what?"

Orson blinked. He was a little confused as to why Exia suddenly became HR.

But soon, Orson thought of the harsh words that Tallulah had said late last night.

It’s better to run away quickly.

07. Don’t upgrade · Shi Huaiya · She is just a——

"How's the system recording, Exia? Although I don't think you can really complete it... Hmm?"

The door of Penguin Logistics' office was pushed open, and Texas, who walked into the room, was stunned by the brand new office, just like Exia when he got up before.

"Good morning, Texas. Hehehe, although I'm touched that you said you didn't care about me but still came here early to help me, but this time your wishful thinking was dashed! Look, I've already entered all the documents and even filed them~"

After seeing Texas, Exia first waved and said hello, then put his hands on his hips and confidently stuffed the account book back to Texas.

"It's actually finished, and it's not messed up. In fact, it's more complete than before - what's going on?"

Texas checked the work status of Angelic, then looked at the neat office and asked Angelic with a frown.

"What's going on? Ahahaha... Of course I completed the task very diligently."

Exiah laughed it off. Even she knew that she couldn't tell Texas that "Actually, all the work was done by Orson", otherwise she would definitely be stabbed with swords like an 18-kilogram pineapple.

However, it is obvious that Texas's brain is much better than that of Archangel. Facing Archangel's answer, Texas still has an expression of disbelief.

"You mean to say you sorted out the inventory yourself in one night and cleaned up the office?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"So where do you put your cleaning tools?"

"Uh… where did you put it, Orson?"

Texas's casual question left Archangel speechless. She could only try to ask for help from Orson beside her, but her gaze was forcibly diverted by Texas.

"Yeah, that's right! Actually, it was Orson who mainly helped clean the office. I was always busy working!"

It seemed that he could no longer hide the truth, so Exia immediately changed his words.

"I see. Then you must also remember the highlighted items in this cargo manifest, right?"

"Of course I remember! It's... that thing, right?"

The Archangel who ran away without even turning to the third page and asked Orson to take over naturally had no idea what the valuable cargo was.

"..."

After asking the two questions, Texas didn't say anything else, but the wolf's eyes looked at Archangel more and more coldly, as if he was looking at a super-large piece of non-recyclable garbage.

"Um...actually, I can explain-- wooooaaaaa calm down, Texas!?"

Exiah wanted to try to argue, but two orange blades had already stretched out from Texas' hands and were placed on Exiah's neck.

"What on earth were you thinking, letting him access Penguin Logistics' confidential documents? Are you using all your intelligence to power that light bulb in your head, Exia?"

Texas asked coldly, and it seemed that she was very angry about the behavior of Angelica for throwing the job to someone she had just met for one day.

"Ahahaha... Don't be angry, Texas. At least put the sword down—Wuwaaaaaa, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

At first, Angelica laughed it off, but when the sharp sword was already poking in front of Angelica's nostrils, the Sakota girl raised her hand in panic, saluted in French style and admitted her mistake.

"Oh right! Actually, I wanted to recommend Orson to join our Penguin Logistics. Look, Texas, as long as Orson becomes a member of Penguin Logistics, then he won't be considered to have peeked at confidential documents, right?"

In order to save his own life, Exia could only panic and express his intention to bring Orson closer to Penguin Logistics.

"..."

Texas still stared at Exia with that "You're such a fucking genius" look.

"Look, Texas! Orson is not only very efficient at work, but he can also make tea! We at Penguin Logistics have always been lacking someone with a similar logistical support role, right? The most important thing is that Orson not only has no place to live now, but he also doesn't have a proper job. Doesn't this sound like a perfect fit?"

Exia kept talking about Orson's "advantages", although these advantages sounded strange to the person himself.

"It just sounds like he's just a social idler you'd find anywhere."

Texas complained lightly, and Orson on the side also covered his eyes. Although he knew that Archangel's words were well-intentioned, Orson still felt very embarrassed when the other party told him about his current situation of being an "unemployed vagrant" in such a high emotional intelligence way.

"Don't just talk about me. Orson, you should also think about your own abilities, skills, and advantages. At least we have to convince Texas first!"

"Specialty..."

Orson smiled bitterly. He was clearly still thinking about how to politely reject Exia in order to preserve his chastity (huh?), but he didn't pay attention and the situation now turned out to be that he had to find a way to sneak into Penguin Logistics, otherwise Exia would be "silenced" (mistakenly) by Texas.

"By the way, I tell crosstalk—"

"Forget about that ridiculous crosstalk! If I don't convince Texas now, I'll definitely be killed!"

Exia shook Orson's arm anxiously. Orson now knew very well that this girl with a light bulb on her head was the typical "take one step at a time" type.

"So, other abilities..."

At this point, Orson could only be dragged aboard by the Archangel and take things one step at a time. He put one hand on his chin and thought about what "special skills" he could bring to the table.

In the past, Orson might have said he was a great cook, but ever since being blasted by Gumi, who had actually attended chef training, Orson had become much more docile. It wasn't that his cooking was superb, but rather that Tallulah Froststar and the others were too outrageous.

"Uh, environmental reconnaissance ability? My Originium skills can sense the situation around a certain range to some extent."

After a moment's thought, Orson offered a response. The ability to tune could, to some extent, be used as sonar. As long as Orson focused a certain amount of energy on "exploring," he could roughly sense changes in his surroundings.

Therefore, during the integration movement, it was Orson who was responsible for investigating and dealing with the minions and spies from the old nobility.

"This is it!"

"Eh?"

Orson originally just wanted to come up with an "advantage" that didn't sound too outrageous, but Archangel immediately pointed his finger at Orson, as if he had found a treasure.

"We were ambushed a total of 12 times last month, right, Texas? If Orson joins Penguin Logistics, we can avoid those bad guys looking for trouble!"

Exiah looked at Texas and said.

"Need I remind you? Eight out of those 12 times, it was your recklessness that forced us to change our plans, leading to ambushes."

"Ah, after all, plans can't keep up with changes~"

Exiah rubbed his head sheepishly with one hand, stuck out his tongue and responded softly.

"Forget it—if you really want to recommend Orsen to join Penguin Logistics, then go and apply to the boss. You should be familiar with the process."

Texas seemed too lazy to continue discussing this topic with Angelica. She walked to her desk, sat on the chair, took out a pack of POCKY from the side and opened the package.

"Hmph, then leave it to me! What do you think, Orson? I'm actually quite reliable. You'll be able to join Penguin Logistics soon!"

Seeing Texas's impatient but acquiescent reaction, Archangel was furious. She puffed out her barren chest and looked at Orson to seek credit.

"Hahaha……"

Orson had already begun to wonder whether he should struggle when Tallulah tied him up, or whether he should try to use Soul Tuning to see if it could stop him from laughing when he was tickled.

The topic of "joining Penguin Logistics" was temporarily over. Texas sat in his seat and checked the cargo list, while Exia was looking at Orson while putting the bullets that Orson had found out into the magazine.

"Speaking of which, Orson, do you have anything going on today?"

"Well, I have to go to the Guard Bureau."

"Eh!? Don't go robbing the Lungmen Guards Bureau just to get revenge just because you stumbled upon the 'Lungmen Guards Bureau Vault Key,' Orson!"