About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"At least plan your career, otherwise you will be confused about your future."

Orson, who had served as a rebel, a fake teacher, a crosstalk performer, a senior security guard, a butler, a patient, an operator, a follower knight, an honorary knight, a dragon knight (? ) and a rabbit knight (? ? ), etc., tried to persuade Exia earnestly.

“[Carpe diem]—that’s our motto at Penguin Logistics!”

Angel got up from the sofa, walked to the refrigerator and took out a piece of Apulupai.

"I don't think I said that before. By the way, where are Texas and the others?"

Orson looked around and found that the office was empty today. Texas Shakeout and Croissant were not there.

"Oh, Texas heard about Lappland yesterday and said she had something to deal with, then she disappeared. If she's free, she's going to MSR to record a VLOG today. Croissant doesn't seem to have any tasks. You might see her under the nearby overpass if you go out. Want to join us?"

While talking about everyone's movements, Archangel handed the apple pie in his hand to Orson.

"No, Texas, is she okay? I'm a little worried that she might clash with that Luper named Lappland."

Orson remembered that in the original plot, Lappland always talked about Texas, but Texas always talked about Exiah, and the annoying thing was that Exiah always talked about - what's her name, Teemo or something like that.

Recalling the Penguin Albums, Orson once again lamented that his Alzheimer's disease was getting worse. However, at this point, even the Integration Movement had been wiped out by him (), and the plot had already taken off, so it was of no reference value.

In short, there must be some connection between Texas and Lappland. In Orson's memory, the two dogs have never met face to face. Therefore, Orson is not sure whether Lappland will rush over with drooling or start fighting with Texas when he really meets it.

Judging from the melodies I had listened to from Lapland before, it seemed unlikely to be the former.

"Don't worry, Texas can take care of herself. Compared to that, Orson, what are your plans for today?"

No one knew when the Archangel had killed Apurupai. This guy ate snacks as fast as a tilted bullet.

"I don't have any plans for today. I helped a friend complete a task (and then she tried to kill herself), and there's no rush for anything after that."

"So you're just a little free? What a coincidence! I'm also slacking off today!"

Exia gave a thumbs-up cheerfully, as if to say, "Slacking off at work is the real way to make money." This extremely dedicated work attitude reminded Orson of a certain white-haired Pegasus lady.

I heard that after the fall of the Helmetless Alliance, Platinum, at Gravel's recommendation, became a direct investigator for the Knights' Association. Initially, Platinum naturally declined, but the offer of two days on, 55% insurance, and one pension ultimately persuaded her to remain in Casimir for the time being. She is currently collaborating with Reunion Rhodes Island to eliminate the remnants of the corrupt knight families of the Helmetless Alliance and the Commercial Union.

"Since you have nothing to do anyway, Orson, why not go out and have some fun today? It just so happens that a friend of the boss just opened a new bar, and right now they're offering 7% off everything!"

Discovering that there was something fun to do, Exia became more excited, and the RGB brightness on its head was several levels higher than before.

"No... well, although it was said that everyone in Ursus drinks liquor from the bottle, my alcohol tolerance is extremely poor."

Orson shook his head awkwardly to indicate that drinking alcohol was out of the question. Alcohol was usually used by Kal'tsit as anesthesia when she performed surgery on herself.

Of course, ever since knowing his own physique, Shuangxing always likes to drip the "Water of Life" into the cup when he is not paying attention. He has no idea what this rabbit is thinking.

It's not just Frost Star. Zaolu once gave Orson "a chocolate bar with pure vodka inside", Maria tried to trick Orson into drinking the so-called "Hiroshima iced tea", and even Alina once used the excuse of "Oh my, I accidentally put too much cooking wine in the dish" to mix a whole bottle of vodka into the dinner stew in front of Orson so that he could taste it.

But because of Orson's amazing reconnaissance ability, only one of these people succeeded, and that was Rosemary!

Little Kitty accidentally brought the Patriot's detoxifying tea to him, and the iron-eating beast casually left the rice wine outside instead, and the unsuspecting Orson fell into it.

Fortunately, the kitten didn't have any bad intentions. Rosemary was just happy and scared and served as a knee pillow for Orson for a long time.

"Hey - if you hadn't said you were in your 20s, I would have thought you were an underage Luper."

Hearing that Orson couldn't drink, Archangel widened his eyes and complained that it seemed that in the eyes of Archangel and Lappland, Orson's "race" was classified as Luper.

"If the bar doesn't work, there's a new clothing store opening in District 6. It's said to be a brand by a famous Victorian designer. Want to go shopping?"

"No, I still like the one I'm wearing better."

Exia took a look at Orson's classic outfit and could only say that it was unremarkable.

"Then how about going to a maid cafe I know? It would be super fun to have cute ladies serve you!"

“Ahem…!! Let’s just forget about this…”

Orson, who already has PTSD about maids, immediately refuses.

"I always feel that you are more boring than I thought, Orsen. What do you usually do in your free time?"

Angelic Angel frowned. Several of her slacking projects were rejected in a row, so she became curious about Orson's way of entertainment.

"In my spare time—"

Orson blinked when he heard this word. Leisure time should be the time when there is no task/work, right?

"go to bed"

"Isn't this too boring!?"

Exia was shocked by Orson's answer. It was the first time she knew that there really were people who would sleep when they were bored.

Of course, this was a misunderstanding on Orson's part. Angelus thought "sleeping" was Orson's recreational activity, while Orson understood it as what he did when he wasn't working. Aside from his time in the Rhode Island ICU, Orson had mostly been dealing with things.

Although there are indeed some people who regard sleeping as a hobby, I will manually tag the authentic Du Lin/Squinty-eyed Rabbit.

"No, our motto at Penguin Logistics is 'Play Hard, Work Hard'. So, I'll be your tour guide today, so you can have some fun!"

Exiah put one hand on his waist and patted his chest with the other, with an expression that said, "Leave it to me!"

"You guys change your company motto so quickly—wow!"

Before Orson could finish his complaints, Archangel grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the office without any explanation.

"Anyway, just hang out with me, Orson! Unlike that dull guy in Texas, I'm a real fun-loving guy. People in the underworld call me 'The Armored Car Fun Guy'!"

"The title is pretty strange... so where are we going?"

Orson asked after he and Exia came to the garage and got into an unknown car.

"Hehe, there are so many alternative addresses, look—"

Nian Tianshi took out his mobile phone and opened an app called [Dou Firecrackers], which contained many short videos posted by bloggers.

"[Chrysanthemum Spewing Fire!? A hot pot restaurant so spicy it's enough to make you question your own life. It's said that since its opening, only one unnamed Nian Beast lady has managed to complete the entire process. Do you dare to come?"

"[Haunted studio? A terrifying female ghost appears in an uninhabited studio late at night. Is it lingering resentment or ball lightning? Follow the blogger to find out!"

"[Today I'm checking in at the famous 'Yuanshan Fortune Telling House'. The lady manager is so pretty. Please tell me a fortune! Will I have a bloody disaster today? This is a rubbish fortune telling. I'm leaving! What, I have to pay? Paying a ton of money? - Pfft, is the lady boss hitting me?!]"

"The Longmen Guards Fire Department is open to the public today! For those of us who just ate hot pot so spicy we could breathe fire, the fire department is really—wait, wait a minute, Ms. Xiao, we were just figuratively chuckle!!!"

"[The footage I'm filming behind me shows the moment Officer Chen apprehended the motorcyclist. Let's interview the suspect, Miss Nian Tianshi—]"

"Well, how about choosing a place, Orson!"

While swiping, he suddenly saw his own Archangel and quickly locked the screen. Then he pretended nothing happened and looked at Orson excitedly.

...Why does it feel like this damn place called Longmen is full of traps?

After watching a few videos, Orsen wiped his sweat. Each of these places sounded more outrageous than the last. To Orsen, this wasn't just "choosing a place to have fun"; it was basically moving his own grave.

Just when Orson was thinking about how to express the meaning of "I'm not going" in a tactful and polite way, Angel's phone suddenly lit up again.

[New order - Pickup location: District 25, Goods: 'Three bottles of low-quality vodka', Delivery location: Guard Bureau.]

"Ah... I'm here for work. I should have turned off my phone earlier."

After receiving the task assignment, Archangel felt a little disappointed. It seemed that his plan to take Orson out for fun today had failed.

"Bad quality vodka?"

Orson was a little curious about the content of the order. This was probably some kind of internal code name of Penguin Logistics.

"To put it bluntly, it means bad guys. I'm going to the slums to arrest a few people."

"Then I'll come along too."

Upon hearing that Archangel was going to the slums, Orson volunteered to go with him.

"Hey—you clearly don't want to go out and play, but you're willing to go on a mission with me?"

Exia looked at Orson and blinked in disbelief, while Orson nodded to indicate that he was not joking.

"Haha, then I'll have to ask you to cover me, Orson~"

Exia smiled, then shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator.

"Ah, speaking of which, my driver's license was confiscated a few days ago. If we get caught by the Imperial Guard, it'll all depend on our ability~"

"...Is it too late for me to jump out of the car now?"

"Of course it's late!"

17. Lord, is he my righteous man?

"Speaking of which, what are the conditions in the slums of Longmen? Before I arrived, I heard that Longmen was one of the few city-states that didn't reject the infected. Do those infected people live in the slums?"

On the way to the mission with Angelica, Orson asked curiously about the situation in the Lungmen slums.

Although in his "memory", the slums are the most important stage in the entire plot, but just like the city of Longmen, Orson does not have a more specific impression.

"Well, while they don't exclude infected people, Lungmen won't let them enter the 'main city' at will. Lungmen is divided into 27 districts. Areas 1 to 20 are similar to our current situation, where people can live normally without restrictions. Areas 21 to 27 are what people often call slums."

Exia explained while steering the car, and the two soon arrived at an area with a less "modern" style.

In front of the two of them was a three-meter-high, solid wall that continued to spread to the left and right, even extending to the end of their vision.

"This wall was built in recent years to further separate the slum from Longmen. Of course, as long as you have some connections or permits, it's not particularly difficult to enter or exit the slum."

"The wall isn't very high, and there aren't any hard protective measures, so it's more of a division in nature."

Orson glanced at the wall. It was obvious that the wall couldn't even stop junior high school students from sneaking off to the Internet cafe after school. Its function was more of a "constraint" or "warning", telling everyone the separation between the slums and Longmen.

"Who knows? Anyone would have noticed that Longmen's control over the slums has become increasingly strict recently. There are even rumors that Wei Yanwu has been looking for an opportunity to completely clear out the slums."

Exia shrugged and drove the car towards a checkpoint-like facility built within a wall.

On this side, Angel was chatting and arguing with the staff at the checkpoint, while on the other side, Orson was staring at the windshield in front of him in deep thought.

[Clearing the slums] Perhaps this is true. If my memory is correct, throughout the entire plot, Wei Yanwu has been using the Reunion Movement and Rhodes Island to try to eliminate the slums with the help of others.

It seems that his actions in Casimir and Chernobog did not change the old dragon's mind. Perhaps this journey to Longmen will not be as easy as he thought at the beginning.

“This is where the slums start.”

The Archangel, who had completed the formalities, poked Orson's cheek, and the latter recovered from his thoughts.

"Uh oh... a completely different style from Longmen."

Orson was shocked by the scene of the "slums" in front of him. It was completely different from the slums in Casimir. The slums in front of him did not have any "high-tech" feel at all. Countless 6,7- and -story dilapidated apartments were stacked and intertwined, and illegally expanded high-rise buildings were everywhere.

The entire slum is like a giant breathing net, a dilapidated maze with its own rules.

Everything he saw before him was completely different from Longmen. Orson could not see elites in suits and leather shoes here, nor could he see any luxurious and expensive brands. Even the car that the Angel of Death was driving at this time was extremely rare.

Instead, wandering the chaotic streets were a group of residents with nothing in common in terms of race, height, or gender. The only thing they had in common was the Originium crystals that were uniformly exposed on their bodies, and their eyes that were obscured by dust and haze.

"It's best not to drive from here."

Exia drove the vehicle into a garage near the checkpoint and signaled Orson to walk from here.

"Because it's more conspicuous?"

"And it's easy to find that even the wheels of your car have been stolen while driving - the main thing is that there are very few roads here that are passable."

Exia responded with a dark face. Seeing her like this, Orson didn't ask how the wheels were stolen.

"So where are we going next... well, be careful."

"No, sorry!"

When Orson was asking the Archangel about his next move, a young girl from the Pelo tribe suddenly pounced on Orson.

Orson dodged gently before the girl hit him and held the little girl with his hand.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, thank you, big brother. I'll be leaving first!"

The little girl nodded to Orson and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, there's something on you?"

Before the little girl left, Exiah smiled and held her shoulders and said.