Chapter 214: Not Hard to Guess the Situation

Lintun: 【@Nengtianshi@Dekesas, I'm done with work, I'll first go back to base to get equipment, then come】

Nengtianshi: 【Huh? Really not needed, and Dekesas said newcomers aren't fit to handle medium-sized deliveries; you at least need a two-person team, right? You also wouldn't easily find a partner】

Dadi: 【Isn't there Kesong? Newbie, go find Kesong!】

Kesong: 【? I'm teamed up with Kong in Heaven Gate City, boss, you truly don't care about employee status, huh, I'm crying, my work enthusiasm has dropped】

Dadi: 【It's just about wanting overtime pay, alright newcomer, when you arrive at the company first go find Yin Si to discuss work, and meanwhile tell me how your first visit to the company felt】

Nengtianshi: 【Heavens! The boss actually seems to be giving the newcomer an onboarding guide!】

Kong: 【Seems really like… even Baishong hasn't had this treatment, right?】

Lintun: 【Um… thanks for the favor? I'll step away for a bit, I've arrived at the company】

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The basic equipment of a courier refers to the delivery device previously shown in Dekesas's hand, as well as the space-folding storage box.

The former is a reusable tool that can be used repeatedly via charging; the latter merely lacks the charging function, has a short lifespan, but is cheap.

If the customer's order is a bit larger, it doesn't matter to send it directly to the sender—just like Aomo previously just placed that folding storage box in the office.

Kailifu's order, although just a medium-sized cargo transport, is actually an interstellar-medium transport, fully fitting the definition of a 'big order', requiring Penguin Logistics staff in Heaven Gate City and Earth staff to cooperate to complete the handover.

However, that senior codenamed Kong, who works in Heaven Gate City, developing as a singer while also working as a logistics company employee, sounds somewhat strange.

But since they're a Penguin Logistics employee, it's also normal. jpg

Besides, working as a singer while also delivering logistics, with good packaging could also serve as an inspirational label, right?

Aomo's interest in the entertainment industry is limited to the horse-girl-related stuff in Boundary Gate District; anything else he would need to understand depends on whether it goes viral.

So I'm not really clear on that senior's career prospects, and didn't ask further.

The Penguin Logistics employee responsible for receiving him also didn't expand on the topic much, merely briefly explaining this specification standard when he asked about that order.

It's clear his desire to talk isn't high; it's just that, as a temporary worker, Aomo probably needed some explanation, so I treated it as popular science.

Yes, 'he'.

Aomo felt deeply moved; besides Mr. Yin Si sitting at the desk clacking away at the keyboard, he saw genuine male employees at Penguin Logistics, more than one.

Why say genuine? Because the suit-wearing Mr. Yin Si has a helmet-like appearance lacking facial features; Aomo could only judge his gender from his voice and staff records.

For the natives of this world, Aomo doesn't really trust defining gender by voice, after all this era has too many possibilities.

Natural timbre can be easily faked; even if the voice isn't fake, bodily modifications exist, and even more bizarre psychological and physiological contradictory operations are not uncommon—

—That's because the federation's population is indeed large, diluting such situations.

But Aomo has indeed encountered such types where gender definition is very subtle.

Even to the point of pure angels that are closer to the angel concept than Mosutima and Nengtianshi, sexless by reputation, commonly found in many reception-type jobs.

They innately possess an affable talent; they're indeed skilled at reception work.

Although one must also pay attention to letting them control their power.

After all, the recording that 'mortals cannot gaze upon gods' also takes effect on these beings, especially those that directly lack a human form.

The latter, to work a counter job, would need to disguise themselves; however, they usually don't choose mainstream occupations, more often joining the Divine Blessing Gospel Class, doing a 'carving', occasionally moving about.

For such angels too close to the original canon, Aomo actually has little interest in understanding or contacting them.

Because they're too native.

This world originally is full of such angels; conversely, those humanoid angels who transmigrated over once seemed novel to the natives.

Nowadays, it's also become a common sight, no longer rare.

That's digressing.

Now, after Aomo briefly chatted with the friendly and talkative yet very busy senior Yin Si, he went to other senior staff to pick up equipment.

Penguin Logistics's employees are not limited to what the 'Otherworld Memories' records show—this he knows.

Feels like they're all multi-job part-timers, so they're not very active in the channel, and… seem not too welcoming of myself?

Aomo glanced at the colleagues in the company lobby; there were quite a few, about ten or so, and most were young.

From around my age of 18 or 9 up to the 20-27 range, then a few scattered individuals looking to be in their thirties; three-quarters male ratio, feeling the boss's original intention to balance gender numbers failed, this wave is overly male.

Furthermore, there's emerged unhealthy competition—meaning a dozen or so people intentionally or unintentionally glancing over here.

Although not explicitly stated, this hostility emotion is always obvious.

That exclusion usually manifests in glances; while the colleague in front responsible for logistics management has somewhat restrained, they also leaked a bit in that overly didactic 'popular science' guidance.

【Frankly, I've been using the Huanyuanapp to read and chase updates lately, Huanyuanapp switching, multiple read-aloud voices,. huanyuanapp available on Android and iOS.】

When mentioning the concepts of 'temporary worker' and 'escort', the displeasure welling up from the gaze also becomes evident.

Perhaps this is a kind of positional discrimination? Aomo thought.

During work hours, staff staying at the headquarters naturally chose clerical roles like recorder, logistics management, accountant, etc., rejecting armed occupations such as escort and guard personnel.

Either due to insufficient strength, or rejection, even fear of combat, or……

Aomo looked over and saw a female colleague he didn't know, her clothing bore the Penguin Logistics logo and also an escort badge, yet she could chat and laugh with the surrounding male colleagues.

This seems rather vulgar…… just because of the gender imbalance in job positions, are young males' hormones being turned into antagonistic consciousness?

Not at all matching young people's imagination of the workplace; instead it feels like going back to school.

Aomo sighed inwardly, but also didn't say anything; anyway, he himself is a temporary worker, doesn't need to worry too much about these, once he has the basic equipment he doesn't need to occasionally come back to base.

But it did make him suddenly recall what the boss said in the previous communication:

【By the way, tell me your feelings about your first time at the company】

Is this expected?

He thought that, and also felt Penguin Logistics really is a school; he still has the chance to directly go find the principal to tattle.

But at that moment he also heard from the rear entrance a somewhat hurried footsteps.

But at that moment, he also heard a somewhat hurried footstep coming from the rear entrance.

Next came the sound of the door being pushed.

He didn't turn back, but the person in front of him was distracted.

Rather, aside from those two or three people besides Yin Si in the hall, everyone else was turning their attention toward the door.

"Yin Si, handle those two backlogged orders from yesterday."

"A greeting came from the doorway; that familiar voice finally made Aomo turn around, and he saw the other person walking toward him from that direction, and the blue-haired fallen angel greeted him:"

"Do you have everything ready? If you do, wait a minute for me."

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She said as she passed by, went over to Yin Si's post, exchanged a few brief words with him, and took the two magic staffs he returned.

Then she turned back again.

"Is it taken care of?" she asked, sizing up Aomo's outfit, then took out a sticker from her sling bag and stuck it on his shoulder.

Penguin Logistics' logo.

"The boss cares about the logo, because he designed it."

"He'll probably ask you what style of clothing you like later and design a set with the logo to your specifications."

"Can a temp worker get this treatment?" Aomo stood up, realizing he had been arranged to react quickly, "Not too troublesome either, it's done."

But it seemed a new trouble had arisen.

Aomo glanced at the colleague who was concealing deeper, more vivid emotions, and had a slight suspicion.

"Whether there are benefits depends on the boss's mood," Mositima shrugged, then raised a hand to greet, "Let's go after we finish; we'll go take care of yesterday's two backlogged tasks, which will suit you well."

Saying that, she also greeted the colleague opposite Aomo: "Maryinyani, I'm taking him away."

"Go ahead, good luck, Mositima."

The colleague's smile became much more natural, but since the two left so decisively, his smile turned a bit stiff again.

Moreover, his hearing couldn't catch their conversation after they left.

"Are there a lot of transmigrants among Penguin Logistics' employees?"

"How did you guess?"

"Just guessing, by the way, that senior's callsign… what a big heart."

Pervasive angel Maryinyani, skilled at fabricating lies, jealousy, excuses, and shifting blame, a fallen angel.

"Young people think fallen angels are cool; the boss's new hires are all energetic transmigrants, and he even sent a few to Rhode Island Company yesterday."

"Hope that energy can be normal."