First Mission

First Mission

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Yang Bo could not help feeling anxious. Who the hell knew what punishment he would face for killing these animals? This world's animal protection laws supposedly had more than 3,700 regulations, over 500 of which could result in life imprisonment.

Wu Bing was behind him, stuffing the plants into large bags. When he saw the bat, he was pleasantly surprised instead. "It's fine. The Client will have to Add Money for us. Bats carry all sorts of viruses, and that isn't included in our service scope. I'll contact the Butler right away."

"Brother Wu, killing small animals is a very serious matter..."

"Little Brother, don't worry about that. Once we're done with this job, I'll explain it to you properly. I'll contact the Butler." Wu Bing put the bat's corpse into a transparent bag, then went over to find the Butler.

The Butler soon came over. He looked at the bat in the bag and said something to Wu Bing. Then someone dressed like a servant came over carrying a black bag and took away the bag in Wu Bing's hand.

Yang Bo felt the divide in society. The information left behind by the body's original owner had told him that no animal could be harmed, or one would face severe consequences.

For the moment, though, Yang Bo set it aside. He noticed that the plants in this Garden seemed quite valuable. As he worked, he continued pondering his transmigrator benefits when Wu Bing suddenly cried out.

A rat darted out of the dirt and charged straight at Yang Bo, where many plants had yet to be cleared away.

"Kill it!" Wu Bing said urgently.

Hearing that, Yang Bo flung the shovel in his hand. It struck the rat dead-on. The rat jerked once, then went still.

Dynamic Vision +1!

This time, Yang Bo focused intently and saw that message appear in his mind.

System?

Character Panel? Yang Bo called out all sorts of things in his mind, but nothing happened. He became even more puzzled. Where had this ability of his come from?

"Don't be afraid. It's fine. This sort of thing is common. Do you know why people hire resident services like us? Because of things like this. If they wanted to hire a professional pest control company, they would need to submit a whole series of applications, undergo reviews by all kinds of agencies, and pay a huge sum of money." Seeing Yang Bo standing there in a daze, Wu Bing cleaned up as he explained.

"Take the rats we killed today, for example. They would need to apply for permission just once. If they wanted to drive away bats, it would be even more troublesome. And all of it would be recorded from beginning to end. For rich people, a Garden is their own Garden, not someone else's."

"Professional companies handle the bodies of these small animals. Rich people only need to pay, which is actually much simpler." Wu Bing said this while wearing his work uniform.

"Then why can't their own servants do it?" Yang Bo asked in confusion.

"If they do it themselves, it counts as intentional harm. People would say it was premeditated. But if our Service Company accidentally harms a small animal during cleanup, the nature of it is different," Wu Bing continued.

"Then do we bear any responsibility?"

"Of course not. We'll even receive generous compensation. We might even have to see a psychiatrist. After all, no one wants to kill a cute little animal." Wu Bing spoke to Yang Bo with a perfectly serious expression.

Like hell I believe you. Who was the one shouting for it to be killed just now? "But you can only say such things in a place like this. These rich people's estates cannot be infiltrated by any devices. Once we get our wristwatches back, we need to watch what we say and do," Wu Bing continued.

"Thank you, Brother Wu." Yang Bo understood now. Rich people had many privileges.

"I won't admit to anything said here, so..." Wu Bing added.

"I understand." Yang Bo nodded to show that he understood.

"When you start taking jobs alone, just remember one thing. If something falls outside the service scope, no matter what happens, these Clients have the ability to handle it. And they have to pay."

Killing a rat, Dynamic Vision +1!

Killing a rat, Dynamic Vision +1!

Killing a rat, Dynamic Vision +1!

During the later cleanup, Yang Bo killed four rats and several centipedes. He also discovered an Ant Nest, but only killing rats triggered his transmigrator benefit. Centipedes and ants gave him nothing.

Wu Bing also killed a snake.

At noon, the two ate the boxed lunches provided by the Client, then continued working after they finished.

They worked another three hours in the afternoon before finally finishing the cleanup. In the roughly 300-square-meter Garden, the planted area was only a little over 100 square meters. They pulled out all the plants, leveled the flower beds, swept the ground clean, loaded the cleared trash into the vehicle, and the service was over.

"Yang Bo, how did today feel?" After they returned to the company, Liu Zhijie was the first to ask Yang Bo with a smile.

"Boss, I think I can accept it," Yang Bo answered. He did not say that he was practically dying to do it.

"Your pay for today is 462 Credit Points. Once you start taking jobs alone, the pay will be higher. After you officially join the company, we'll also buy insurance for you, contribute to your pension, maternity fund, and so on." Liu Zhijie was already very satisfied with Yang Bo's reaction. A large number of people quit after taking just one job. After all, who would rather work when they could live comfortably at home without worrying about food or drink?

"I'll consider it carefully." Yang Bo nodded.

After watching Yang Bo leave, Liu Zhijie brought Wu Bing into a room. Before entering, they took off their wristwatches.

"How was it?" Liu Zhijie asked lazily, sounding completely different from when he had spoken with Yang Bo.

"There's a high chance he'll stay. Today, this newcomer killed four rats and one bat. Especially that first blow against the bat—it was almost instinctive," Wu Bing reported respectfully.

"There are two kinds of people who want to work. One wants to experience life, while the other wants freedom. I think this Yang Bo wants freedom," Liu Zhijie said.

"Isn't that even better? Give him some lucrative jobs so he can afford a house and a car. Then he'll know what freedom really means." Wu Bing chuckled.

"Tomorrow, take him to see something more intense. If he can handle it, he can handle it. If not, forget it. Some people have violence in their genes," Liu Zhijie said.

"Alright."

"You've worked hard. I even had to make you train a newcomer," Liu Zhijie added.

"You're joking, sir. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Let's go. Time to get off work." Liu Zhijie stood, patted Wu Bing on the shoulder, and spoke.

"Hopefully, this newcomer can become a real Cleaner."

"Yeah. Our line of work is getting harder and harder, yet the workload is fucking huge." Liu Zhijie shook his head, finished speaking, and opened the door to leave.