[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-the-cleanup-crew":3,"chapter-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-62":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm the Cleanup Crew!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2285898,4472,"Chapter 62","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>61 The Appearance of the Rumored Girlfriend\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s definitely something wrong with this brewery’s event!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bursting into the office with a newspaper in hand, the red-haired director kicked aside the fallen guillotine and slammed the *New Industrial Gazette* onto the desk, her expression utterly serious as she invited:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma! Come investigate with me! On my word as Director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau, the person behind this event has some sinister, hidden agenda!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director… have you run out of money again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviewing the so-called “evil activity,” Emma, who was scrubbing a skull-crusher, looked up with exhausted resignation and suggested:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just got paid two days ago—how about I lend you some more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma, you’ve misunderstood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Borrowing money is borrowing money; discounts are discounts—they don’t conflict!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having decided not only to borrow money but also to snag the 50% discount, the red-haired director clenched her fist tightly and insisted with righteous conviction:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I truly believe this event is suspicious. Come on—come investigate with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop it, please? Even if everything you say is true, what kind of anomaly would warrant the personal involvement of you, the Zodiac Bureau Director, and me, a Level-One Disaster Handler? Is a demon god descending?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I genuinely can’t fathom how bored a demon god would have to be to skip mass sacrifice upon arrival and instead raid a mid-sized brewery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the red-haired director, whose inner alcohol cravings had left her nearly unhinged from six straight days without a drink, Emma winced in headache and gently tapped the words “couple” on the newspaper, trying to refuse politely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m a woman too, but this event requires couples. If we go together, wouldn’t that be inappropriate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emergency situation—details don’t matter now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After calculating her remaining funds, the red-haired director solemnly invited again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, come on! I have a strong feeling this event is targeting me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you sure it’s targeting you, or did you just go chasing after it yourself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the red-haired director’s unwavering gaze, clearly determined, Emma—her best friend—could only sigh helplessly, wiped her hands on her apron, and took the newspaper to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me check the address—if it’s not far, then after work today… I’m not going!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the event rules, Emma’s delicate face flushed slightly, and she jabbed a finger at the newspaper, irritated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you even finish reading? This event isn’t just for any two people—you have to publicly kiss for one full minute to prove you’re a couple before you can enter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… it’s just a quick lip touch…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Licking her lips, the red-haired director, who hadn’t had a drink in over six days and was desperate, brazenly said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re both women, and we’re so close—I think…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma, sweet Emma! Just come with me! If I don’t get alcohol soon, I’ll die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then die outside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk… Even the best friends are useless at critical moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pushed out of the office by her back, the red-haired director sighed in utter disappointment, then instinctively turned her head toward the neighboring office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Li Ang (Level-Three Incident Handler)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After staring at the sign on Li Ang’s office door for a moment, the red-haired director, filled with hesitation, suddenly shuddered—she remembered the oath she’d sworn just five minutes ago—and stomped her foot in frustration, then turned away with a stern face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll come back when you’re on duty!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Achoo!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh… It’s not even winter yet—why is it so cold today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling down his coat sleeves and tucking both hands inside, Li Ang, shivering in the cold wind, opened his panel and suspiciously checked his infection level: 0.9.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being hospitalized from the last incident, the doctor said his wounds would take a week to heal at least—but he’d been up and about after only three days, and had already been discharged last night. His physique was clearly far superior to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet with such a dramatic improvement in his body, he shouldn’t be this sensitive to cold—why did even a gust of wind make him shiver?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunched against the wind as he walked to work, Li Ang couldn’t help but long for that warm little coffee cart of the shady merchant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, his bread was sliced thin enough to see through, his butter spread thinner than shoe polish, and a single slice of ham cost a copper wheel—but his coffee was hot, the stove inside his cart burned fiercely, and just sitting down warmed you through, melting the chill all the way to the Cleanup Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alas… he’s tied up with family matters and can’t set up his cart for now. He’d just have to endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once William and the others enter the Fleetbridge Academy and move into Happiness Apartment with Anna, I’ll just live in the Bureau’s office—no more daily commutes… Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the corner, Li Ang was stunned to find the usual spot where Old Charles set up his cart wasn’t empty—a wave of warm, springlike air washed over him, instantly dispelling the cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s back!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like reuniting with a long-lost friend, Li Ang, bathed in the warm breeze, rushed over eagerly—only to freeze in place when he saw who was there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the dark-skinned, kindly-smiling old conman, but a young woman with long legs and a slender waist, her lower face covered by a scarf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did this cart… change hands… hmm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『This little coffee cart? I planned to pass it on to my daughter—so no matter how badly she fares out there, she’ll always have a livelihood when she comes home.』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling Old Charles’s words to him, Li Ang’s eyes flickered with sudden understanding—Old Charles was busy caring for his wife, so he’d entrusted the cart to his daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… come to think of it, he joked about recruiting me as a son-in-law…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why is this guy staring at me so much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the man who hadn’t entered the cart but kept watching her, the scarf-wearing woman frowned slightly but didn’t scold him. Instead, she mimicked other vendors, nodded politely, then asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Customer, would you like a cup of coffee?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah! Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snapping out of his daze, Li Ang smiled, ducked into the warm tent, and without engaging his “rumored girlfriend,” simply ordered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One coffee, two slices of buttered bread, and one slice of ham.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose swiftly from the stove, standing tall before the heated stone slab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed a soft loaf, sliced two pieces three centimeters thick with swift strokes, and tossed them onto the slab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she plunged a spoon into the butter jar, scooping out two lumps larger than strawberries, slathered them on, and with a single *crack* of her knife, chopped off a slab of ham as large as a palm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I still dreaming?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the two “thin” slices of bread placed before him, Li Ang’s mouth dropped open in shock. He stared up at Old Charles’s extravagant daughter, unsure whether to thank her generosity or worry for Old Charles’s future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your daughter… clearly isn’t cut out for business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Customer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this strange man still staring at her, his expression oddly complex, the scarf-wearing woman narrowed her eyes and asked coldly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there something wrong with my face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… sorry…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing his gaze had offended her, Li Ang awkwardly apologized, turned his head politely away, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much is this all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much… what’s the normal price for this at a regular coffee cart… wait! Movement!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While thinking, he glanced across the street at the building—only to see the second-floor curtain had just been pulled open. Instantly, the woman tensed like a hawk spotting prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes locked onto the second-floor window, her attention fully diverted. Without looking, she extended her hand toward Li Ang and murmured absentmindedly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just give me one silver wheel.” ??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What? One silver wheel? And that’s it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the price of his breakfast, Li Ang snapped his head up, staring in utter disbelief at his “rumored girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy hell—I thought you were wasteful, but you’re even more ruthless than your father in pricing!\u003C\u002Fp>",1340,"2026-06-20T03:18:28.556Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5968eea5dafe226c431178a3b3841194f04631e1ba221ce9dbfd62f58d441cd4","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-63","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-61",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]