[{"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-68":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},2285904,4472,"Chapter 68","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-68",68,"\u003Cp>67 The cafeteria lady’s hand is the strongest anomaly\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s precisely because my strength is still insufficient that I must acquire my own power as soon as possible—and that’s also why I didn’t choose the second option.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After frankly accepting the evaluation of “weak,” Li Ang replied seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The anomaly created by the second option is consumable—it’s not my own power, and once used up, it’s gone entirely. Moreover, it only works on targets that recognize the value of the Golden Wheel… By the way, do you remember the tasks I was asked to choose from earlier?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rain of blood that drained thousands of animals, a beast five meters tall, underwater sea folk, sand worms capable of hollowing out a mountain…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the tasks listed by the red-haired director, Li Ang sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Almost all the targets you gave me don’t recognize the Golden Wheel. Only the sea folk acknowledge gold, but even they have their own currency and may not fully accept the Golden Wheel’s value—whether the second anomaly would even work is uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, I could follow Emma’s example and only take tasks I’m confident I can handle, targeting only enemies who recognize the Golden Wheel’s value—but if I misjudge even once, my strongest anomaly becomes useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power gained from the third option, however, is truly mine, effective in nearly all these situations, and at worst can help me survive and escape. Why wouldn’t I choose it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the red-haired director’s expression shift with dawning understanding, now calm again, Li Ang hesitated, then swallowed the most important reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the human mind resides above, when thinking, we often first consider the decisions made by the seat beneath us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired director may not even realize it herself, but as director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau, her subconscious wishes every member to have a clear strength, so someone can be dispatched to handle any problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But my position—my “seat”—is different from hers. For someone as severely lacking in strength as I am, what I need now isn’t my future ceiling, but immediate combat capability to ensure survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the third option is said to be common, the fact that something becomes common proves it’s at least suitable for most people and most situations, with a reliably high floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the bureau’s annual death rate nearing one in ten, if I sacrifice my current combat power for a future ceiling, I might get carried out at any moment—and perhaps those in the bureau who chose similar anomalies thought the same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you put it that way, the third option isn’t bad…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Ang hesitate as if wanting to say more, the red-haired director guessed a little of his thoughts and couldn’t help sneering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re just… sixteen or seventeen, and already habitually overthink everything, worrying about this and fearing that, refusing to take even the slightest risk—you’re practically another Emma!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh… If I’d known you’d turn out like this, I never should’ve let her take you under her wing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ang couldn’t help smiling at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, my greatest current hope for myself is simply to be like her—earning a high salary, caring for my younger siblings, and quietly “getting by” in the Cleanup Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director, I don’t think you’re entirely right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the atmosphere ease, knowing he’d convinced her, Li Ang smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma is indeed overly cautious—but it’s precisely because of such extreme caution that she’s most likely to survive safely in the Cleanup Bureau, isn’t that right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes yes yes! Whatever you say is right!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving “Emma II” an irritated glare, the red-haired director waved him off:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on, go! The central bureau will deliver the new anomaly in about a week—if it’s unsuitable, don’t come begging me to swap it for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of her fingers, she used her hair to shove Li Ang out the door, then, recalling every expression he’d shown during the discussion, raised an eyebrow in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph… Some people preach caution, caution, and more caution—but their ambition is probably sky-high!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I expected Li Ang to become an ordinary Level One Hazard Handler, or perhaps a top agent like Emma capable of leading a branch—but he likely doesn’t think so himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was originally hesitating between the second and third options, but the moment he heard the second option only works on opponents below the level of a True God, his eyes hardened instantly—he made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So though he didn’t say it outright, he probably believes he’ll keep growing, eventually facing True God-level opponents, which is why he lost interest in the second option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a cautious person wouldn’t harbor such pointless arrogance—so the secret he’s hiding might be stronger than I imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Li Ang, full of secrets~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gulping down a mouthful of tea from the bottle, the red-haired director leaned back in her chair, staring blankly at the old, peeling ceiling above, her expression complex:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So… do you intend to replace me as director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau? Or do you aim even higher?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll have one roasted potato.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the buffet’s array of dishes, after ordering his main course, Li Ang eagerly reached out and pointed at the dwindling stewed beef.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One serving of that, plus a bowl of stewed white bean soup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though elderly, the cafeteria lady’s serving hand was astonishingly steady—her large iron ladle plunged to the bottom of the barrel, scooped up a full portion, then scraped off excess onions and carrots against the rim before refilling with beef, dumping it with a splash onto Li Ang’s tray, then boomed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anything else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s enough! That’s plenty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s enough? My chickens eat more than you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Li Ang’s thin frame, the cafeteria lady frowned, hands on hips, dissatisfied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at you, so skinny—people will think my cooking’s terrible! Stand there! One more scoop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scooped another heaping portion of beef and slammed it onto his tray without argument. Watching Li Ang leave, stunned and grateful, the massive woman, as broad as a bear, clicked her tongue in regret and chatted with the old man beside her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at this boy—so full of spirit, yet so lean. What a waste of a good… eh? Xiao Yisha? Why are you only coming to eat now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… same as last time…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the cafeteria lady’s concern, the policewoman carrying her tray sighed, her eyes dull with exhaustion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This morning I caught a bastard causing chaos, but turned out he had deep connections—we had to let him go. I’ve been stuck cleaning up ever since…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it, no need to talk about this nonsense. I’ll have rice pudding, apple pie, and stewed beef, just like always.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The stewed beef is almost gone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning to look at the stewed beef barrel, the cafeteria lady said apologetically:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d saved some special for you, but you didn’t come, and just now a thin kid wanted beef—I couldn’t resist giving him two extra scoops… How about fried pork chop instead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her favorite stewed beef was gone, the policewoman, who hadn’t eaten since morning and was weak with hunger, slumped in disappointment—today was just one misfortune after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she left with her fried pork chop, she glanced around absently, wondering who had snatched her beef—only to spot an unmistakably familiar back, and on that person’s tray, a mountain of stewed beef.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(╯╬￣ Min ￣)╯︵┻━┻\u003C\u002Fp>",1237,"2026-06-20T03:18:28.556Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2432148d2abf23c3eff7233898ee75ae84691f0bb293eee913402f87eaffd169","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-69","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-67",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]