The Cheat Finally Arrives

Pay attention. This man's name was Carl.

At that moment, he sat with his brows furrowed, staring intently at the Marines Internal Newspaper in his hands—or more precisely, at an article titled, "The 24th Marine Training Camp at Marine Headquarters Is About to Begin."

"Phew~"

Carl let out a long breath, his expression relaxing. He closed the newspaper, tore off some toilet paper... then pulled up his pants, flushed, lit a cigarette, and continued killing time.

[The host has taken 1,000 paid bathroom breaks. The Slacking System has been activated. Detecting the host's occupation... Occupation successfully bound!]

[Daily Mission Issued]: Slack off for 3 hours, by any means. Reward: Designated Attribute Enhancement Card + random bonus reward.

"You have slacked off for a total of 1 hour and 21 minutes this workday. Please keep it up."

"What the hell? What's going on?" Carl patted his head in disbelief and suspiciously glanced around. It was a single-occupant restroom. There was no one else!

Could taking paid bathroom breaks really have given him hallucinations? Or had the long-awaited cheat finally arrived?

That's right, Carl was a transmigrator. Due to an accident, he had come to this familiar yet strange world ravaged by pirates. His talent was average, his luck was average, and his background was even more average. For the sake of his life, he had no choice but to join the Marines and band together with others for warmth.

Speaking of which, Carl had joined the Marines at fourteen. Starting as a logistics soldier, he had muddled through ten years before finally becoming a Marine captain at North Blue's 108th Branch. Carl considered himself an utterly ordinary extra in this world. Aside from being handsome and charming, he had no other merits.

But now, had his luck finally changed?

"System? Slacking System?" "Present!"

After communicating with the Slacking System, Carl finally understood what it was. Simply put, as long as he did something unrelated to his official duties during work hours, his slacking time would begin to accumulate. Once he reached the daily slacking requirement, he would receive a reward.

The occupation Carl had bound was marine soldier. The Marines' job was to maintain law and order, and everything related to maintaining law and order counted as official work. That made things simple for Carl.

He didn't dare claim much else, but he was extremely familiar with slacking off. Otherwise, he wouldn't still be a branch captain by now.

[Slacking Career Mode has been activated. Career Mission issued—Training Camp Turmoil]: Join the Marine Headquarters Marine Training Camp and become a new recruit. Have fun slacking off at Marine Headquarters! Reward: Random Devil Fruit.

[Achievement Reward for 1,000 Paid Bathroom Breaks—Still as a Virgin]: While stationary, stamina recovery speed is doubled.

Carl froze, then instinctively opened the newspaper and murmured, "The 24th Marine Training Camp? Phew, looks like I'll have to tell the boss. But..."

Carl then remained in the restroom for another hour, smoking an entire pack before emerging refreshed and heading straight for his immediate superior's office.

Knock, knock, knock~

"Come in!"

Carl pushed open the door and entered the office. A balding man sat inside, draped in a coat of justice and calmly sipping coffee.

Slap! Carl smacked the newspaper, with the page announcing the training camp's opening facing upward, onto Charles's desk. He stared at him with burning eyes and said solemnly, "Boss Charles, I want to go study at Marine Headquarters!"

Colonel Charles narrowed his eyes. How long had it been since he had last seen Carl so full of vigor? Two years? Three? Still, he was deeply gratified to see his former subordinate pull himself together.

Little did he know that Carl merely wanted to complete the mission and find a new place to slack off. That was all.

"Carl, I remember recommending you to the headquarters training camp at least three times, but you always refused. Now you're taking the initiative to ask to join the Marine Training Camp. May I ask why?"

"There's no particular reason. I just want to see how capable the so-called elite Marines at Marine Headquarters really are."

Charles shook his head helplessly. Carl clearly wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't want to press him. He could only say, "All right. Just don't let those monsters crush your confidence. Remember, the 108th Branch will always be your home!"

Carl nodded forcefully, deeply moved. If he couldn't make it at Marine Headquarters, he would definitely come back and be a professional salary thief!

Two days later, the warship sent by Marine Headquarters arrived on time. The officer sent to pick Carl up was named Shuzo. He had long arms, dark skin, and a rough face. He held the rank of headquarters colonel and was extremely rude to Carl at their first meeting.

"Pretty boy, what are you standing around for? Don't waste my time. There are plenty of other rookies waiting for me to pick them up!"

Carl froze, then reacted. What was wrong with being a pretty boy? Had he eaten Shuzo's rice? Did Shuzo know how popular he was with wealthy married women in the local area? But he could only say those things in his heart. Looking at Shuzo's sturdy, well-developed muscles, he had no doubt that Shuzo could kill him with one punch.

"Yes, sir!"

Casting aside all concern for decorum, Carl hurried aboard the medium-sized warship and hastily bid Colonel Charles farewell. The warship soon left the harbor and set off for the next branch.

Seven days later, the Marine warship sailed across the sea toward the Marine Headquarters at Marineford. Carl lounged lazily against the railing with his back to the setting sun. Several female Marines nearby gazed at him with lovestruck expressions. When Carl smiled at them, they shyly turned their heads away, afraid to meet his eyes.

To be honest, Carl wasn't particularly tall—only 196 centimeters. Black suit trousers wrapped around his long legs, while the collar of his white shirt hung slightly open, revealing his sharply defined upper body. His eyes were deep and bright, and paired with his intoxicatingly handsome face, he was practically a walking hormone dispenser. No wonder those female Marines were so captivated.

[Daily Mission completed. Obtained: Designated Attribute Enhancement Card, Silky Chocolate ×10]

[Ten daily missions completed. Attribute panel unlocked. Would you like to view your attributes now?]

It had been exactly ten days since he obtained the Slacking System, and Carl had completed every daily mission perfectly. He now had ten Designated Attribute Enhancement Cards, along with a pile of miscellaneous items, including potato chips, fizzy drinks, and the like. Those were all bonus rewards he had obtained, though they weren't the only things. On one particularly lucky occasion, Carl had received an extra one hundred days of lifespan.

Carl silently said without hesitation, "Check my attributes!"

Host: Carl

Age: 24

Physique: F+

Perception: F-

Will: E

Special Ability: Still as a Virgin

Lifespan: 20,458 days

Looking at his attributes, Carl frowned slightly, but he soon relaxed. Before obtaining the system, he had merely been an ordinary person with mediocre talent, and this world had no shortage of ordinary people.

But now...

"System, use five Designated Attribute Enhancement Cards to strengthen my physique!"