[{"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-891":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},2286727,4472,"Chapter 891","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-891",891,"\u003Cp>“Ah-choo!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After rubbing his nose, which had been itchy lately, Leon, dressed in a dark tailcoat, closed the carriage window and complained to the female journalist across from him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t fathom what the Road Administration Department was thinking—planting so many winter cypresses by the roadside! This… ah-choo! These past two days, the winter cypresses have been blooming, and after every gust of wind, pollen covers half the street—it’s unbearable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just bear with it a little longer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handing him a handkerchief, the female journalist, equally dressed in formal attire, comforted him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The airship to the Kingdom of Korok has already been arranged; once you’re aboard, you won’t have to deal with so much pollen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the winter cypresses by the roadside, their branches now heavy with pale red berry-like fruits due to the warming weather, Leon sighed wearily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he and his siblings had no true blood ties, they shared an uncanny similarity: all of them went into violent sneezing fits when exposed to pollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And because their residence faced the street, for these past two days since the capital’s winter cypresses began releasing pollen, the Lyne household had been filled with nonstop sneezing—except for Anna, who could tolerate it, both he and the two brats had red, swollen noses, truly suffering terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed a bit odd…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Leon, who had taken the handkerchief and was now covering his nose, finally looking a little better, the female journalist blinked, a hint of confusion crossing her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winter cypresses planted along the kingdom’s roads were, by species, likely the cone-bearing cypresses from the Kingdom of Oleson—common urban greenery found throughout the Western Nine Kingdoms like Heisen, Moerna, and Oleson, with a cultivation history stretching nearly a thousand years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After living alongside this plant for millennia, most ordinary people in the Western Nine Kingdoms had grown accustomed to its pollen; only those from the Eastern Three Kingdoms across the sea, unfamiliar with the plant, would sneeze uncontrollably upon encountering its pollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hunch forming in her mind, the female journalist looked at his black hair and dark eyes and couldn’t help asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duuu…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the female journalist was about to speak, their carriage began slowing, and a melodious steam whistle rose from above the water tank, drowning out her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the steam carriage had come to a complete stop and the whistle had faded, Leon, still holding the handkerchief to his nose, asked curiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weren’t you just about to ask me something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Leon’s question, the female journalist hesitated slightly, then shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just wanted to tell you—Korok Kingdom has no winter cypresses, not even many plants at all. Once you get there, you won’t have to worry about pollen allergy anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better not say anything yet. From the fact that he suffers from winter cypress pollen allergy and has black hair and eyes, Leon does resemble someone from that country—but there are others in the kingdom who match these two traits. Judging his origins solely by hair color and pollen allergy is too hasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from what I know, due to the Water Bearer Director’s experiments, Leon not only lost his original life but also his memories—this is surely a wound that will forever ache within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I could use these two traits to uncover Leon’s true origins and help him reclaim his lost life, it would be a wonderful thing for everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if I’m merely overthinking, or if my guess is close but still inconclusive, then I’d be tearing open a wound that had already healed, making him briefly hopeful before plunging him into fresh pain—truly too cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, that’s great to hear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware that the female journalist was pondering how to help him find his parents, and certainly not realizing that a simple pollen allergy had led her to such deep speculation, Leon let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing that Korok Kingdom had no pollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as he rose and stepped out of the carriage, following the diplomatic delegation into the airship tower, he asked curiously in a low voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nicole, Korok Kingdom is usually off-limits, so the kingdom has little documentation about it—could you tell me what it’s actually like?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Korok Kingdom?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following behind Leon, the female journalist strained to recall, then frowned slightly as she spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not sure how to describe it—Korok looks circular from the outside, but it doesn’t have a fixed shape. If I had to say, it’s more like a massive cube made entirely of steel and stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, right—a cube is that toy with six faces, each made of nine smaller squares in different colors, that you twist and turn. Korok children play with them from childhood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… I’ve seen cubes before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon blinked, then pressed further:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember you said before that the core buildings are separate honeycomb-shaped blocks, connected by slides and docking rails, and can move up and down via floating crystals beneath them. [42] So where’s the Korok Royal Palace? Is it at the very center of this hexagonal honeycomb cube? And where’s Atifi-01? Which block is it in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where is the Wang Gong of the Keluoke Kingdom? At the very center of this hexagonal honeycomb cube? And where is Atifei 01? In which block is it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those districts change. Their exact locations are hard to pin down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female journalist shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The districts of Korok Kingdom aren’t arranged in ‘parallel’ layers—they can stack vertically. These districts are roughly divided into six types by function: residential, scientific research, living, production, administrative, and military-industrial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without large-scale movement, these hexagonal blocks are evenly distributed across the entire kingdom, aligned like the twelve hands of a clock—each ‘time zone’ contains six blocks of each type.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that the other half of the city, permanently hovering above, with its distribution direction opposite the lower layer, and Korok Kingdom has a total of 36 districts multiplied by 24 time zones—864 movable blocks altogether.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Korok Royal Palace and the location housing Atifi-01’s body should each be among those 144 ‘administrative’ blocks and 144 ‘scientific research’ blocks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it’s a 144-choice question—and I have to solve it twice? How the hell am I supposed to find it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the mind-numbing complexity of Korok’s district layout, Leon, now aboard the airship, rubbed his temples and muttered bitterly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who designed this thing? Eight hundred-plus districts, constantly shifting positions—how do people in Korok even navigate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s hard about it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female journalist glanced at him oddly and replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Each block has a number. For example, the Twin Branch Office is in Administrative Block 38, and I used to live in Residential Block 19.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, when commuting, I just press the number of the district I want on the guidance machine, then follow the directions to get there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1152,"2026-06-20T03:18:35.371Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","12dbb9bf2aa1a0fcadcf4b4daa8cf0e445274fd4c8312f91c0071e0dd800b135","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-892","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-890",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]