Return and Unusual

Increasingly humanlike.

Faced with the unexpected prompt, Fu Qian gave it a thumbs-up.

The Mist Door was right in front of him, currently bathed in a warm, golden-orange glow.

Though it was only an illusory image, looking at it seemed to fill him with the nurturing warmth of life.

And the reassignment after his permissions had been upgraded seemed to mean that he could now ignore this and slack off until midnight?

Come to think of it, he was so professional that he'd never tried to abandon a job midway and see what happened.

Judging from the explanation, the most likely outcome was that no matter where he hid, he'd be dragged back here at midnight and forced to work.

No wonder his seniors had looked like there was nowhere to run.

A certain demigod named Liliana came to mind. Fu Qian reached out and touched the Mist Door.

[Name: Womb, Number: 1-039]

[Today's work assignment has been updated. Enter the Containment Scene of 1-039 and complete recontainment.]

[Would you like to spend 1 Sanity Value to begin?]

[No]

Fu Qian conveyed that thought with admirable decisiveness.

And in the next moment, he was still in the Warehouse, just as expected. The mission hadn't begun.

He really did have a lot more freedom now. From here on, he could practically stop time whenever and wherever he wanted, without worrying about interruptions.

As for right now?

It was still early. Slacking off was a fundamental right.

Fu Qian was always efficient when it came to following through. After refusing, he didn't even linger in the Warehouse.

Once he'd confirmed that he was in stable condition, he activated the mark on his wrist.

No need to rush. Let's have another round of reverse Za Warudo.

The feeling of coming