Is the Evil God Me?

The brass case is etched with a half-face complex gear decoration, and with a snap of a slender finger, the watch cover is lifted, revealing the hollow surface on the inside. The bright brass gears rotate to drive the movement of the hands and timing. [Steam City]'s love for brass and gears is vividly reflected on this pocket watch.

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With a flick of his slender finger, he closed the pocket watch. Lynn seemed to be a little high-spirited at the moment.

The hair was very clean, and I borrowed some hairspray from Mr. Boris to comb the platinum brushed short hair neatly and close to the scalp. There was a warm and warm smile on his handsome face, and there was no humbleness or domineering in his eyes, only not. It fits the prudence of a juvenile.

Today is his first day at work. He got up early and took care of himself to the eye. Standing on Squirrel Street, such an extravagant young man seemed to see some miniatures of the city for a moment, and those symbols were well reflected in Lynn's body.

Lynn Moriarty.

Promising, is a character! Do not stretch your dog's paws if you eat on the street!

Somehow, this warning spread on Squirrel Street, so that the tenants in the rented room took off their hats and bowed their heads when they met him, like a nobleman, and the landlord's level of ingratiation increased.

At first, Lynn wondered why he was so promising, but Sophia's character that couldn't hide her words quickly missed the point. In her voluptuous and plump embrace and intimate head slaying, Lynn could only let her vaguely pass.

That's what this era is like.

Even though Lynn wants to treat people as equals, the class nature of this society is too obvious.

Take Lynn himself as an example, even if he was in trouble, no one dared to bully him in Squirrel Street for so many days, and it wasn't just Sophia's sake. According to the normal process, Lynn has to settle down on Squirrel Street and raise his offspring, and his next generation can be considered to be really reduced to the civilian level and needs to be promoted.

His own education and knowledge have already determined that Lynn is not destined to be from this street.

This is the game, this is the rule.

Even more deeply, Lin En, who understood this layer, could only sigh in his heart. A sheep in a wolf's skin mixed into the wolf pack and hunted lambs with the wolf. It might be fine for a while, but the sheep might be fine. After all, the sheep may one day be sniffed out by the wolf.

Standing on the stairs and habitually tidying up his collars, Lin En walked forward with his head held high, welcoming the misty morning light and his first day of work.

404 Bleu Street, [Lampman] branch.

The role of having a pocket watch is not just to pretend to show off. For Lynn, it is really painful to not have a timekeeping thing. If you invest in one thing, you may not know how much time has flown. This pocket watch allows Lynn to better organize her time.

Of course, it can also be used for stepping to work, but it is still not the case on the first day.

"Good day, Mr. Bishop."

Entering the branch, Lynn saw a familiar figure sitting there reading the newspaper, and he was habitually starting to invest with a smile.

"Good day, Mr. Lynn, you came very early. At this time, many people are still in bed." Bishop glanced at the big clock on the brass column. It was exactly 7:30, and it was still before going to work. For a long time.

"Come early to get acquainted with the environment." Lynn habitually glanced at the coat hook.

Some of the coats were formal, maybe other teams in the [Lamp Holder] branch were on duty. He didn't see Yefne's half-length cloak and Bill's top hat.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lynn."

"Oh?" Lynn was in a trance comparing his memories. He was a little puzzled when he understood what Bishop said, so he turned to look at him. He didn't understand what he meant.

"You have a good future, Yefni is pretty good." Bishop blinked, and after the old gentleman mentioned something, he read the newspaper he never got tired of reading seriously.

"...Thank you for your reminder." What is Yefni good for? Labor and management don't come to be ducks, so how to speak strangely. Lynn didn't find the answer for a while, and could only politely nod and say goodbye.

Lin En in the paperwork office knew that in the large room on the second floor, the entire [Lamp Holder] paperwork was working in one place. This job, in Bill's words, means that there is no leisure and no leisure, and no leisure is leisure. It mainly depends on how many documents need to be sorted out every day, and whether there are meetings held or events filed.

In many cases, the clerks further confirmed the suspected extraordinary report of Elba Field.

This requires careful documentation and comprehensive knowledge of extraordinary powers. For this reason, the [Suppression Bureau] has specially compiled a book of traces of extraordinary power as a training course. Relying on a large institution is a good thing. There are sufficient resources and information. As long as you have a reasonable reason, you can make a call.

The work place is very large, a standard large multi-person office.

When Lynn pushed open the door and came in, there were already a few people sitting inside, all strangers he had never seen before. Standing at the door, he was slightly restrained, and his eyes conveyed just the right amount of doubt.

"Lynne Moriarty?" A mature-looking man quickly stood up and asked with some uncertainty.

Lin En went to that stop, it didn't look like he came to work, but it looked like the young master from some family came to inspect. It seemed that Lynn was in high spirits today, swept away the stagnation that he had suffered in the past two months. Without the crisis of life, Lynn's spirit can be said to be particularly strong.

"I am. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Seeing someone get up, Lynn walked towards him.

"Bill told me yesterday that you would be here today. I didn't expect it to be so early. I wanted to sort out the documents before going down to pick you up." The man looked about thirty years old, with black hair and gray eyes, and a heavy expression on his face. The bookish style of the book, other than that, there is nothing special.

A man who can't be more ordinary, has a good personality and is very enthusiastic.

"From today onwards, you and I are the documents of the third team. Your desk is here... Don't, I'll take these documents and leave them there! Don't be embarrassed, only I know the documents and files I keep. Which is what, don't mix it up... no, don't touch the dust, I marked it."

This document called Clark opened Lin's eyes a little.

He had heard before that some scholars' desks were untouchable, and people's work and life were like that. Now it seems that there is not much exaggeration. Mr. Clark has already evolved to that level.

There are three teams in the [Lamp Holder] branch.

In addition to the formal organization of each team, the documents responsible for providing information support and the logistics that are uniformly assigned to the [Suppression Bureau] headquarters. The official establishment is usually a three-person team to prepare one or two people, while the number of clerks is five, and the members all adopt a rotation system to ensure that the [Lamp Holder] branch always has Beyonders and clerks who can respond to emergencies.

The last emergency was ten years ago.

Clark was very happy with Lynn's entry. Seeing his palpable joy, Lynn probably found the reason from the piles of documents.

'These three teams, the numbers are not quite right, why are there so few. ’

Lin En's first day of life in [Lantern Master] started with thick documents and doubts.