Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1: Job hunting is not easy

"Are you here to apply for a job? What's your name?"

"Leon...Leon Ryan."

Ryan?

Hearing this familiar surname, the bored female interviewer behind the desk raised her eyebrows, looked up at the pale, thin young man in front of the desk, and asked with a little surprise:

"Lion...Lion, the Duke of Lionheart?"

"no……"

The job-seeking young man seemed to be used to being asked this question. He shook his head slightly and then explained directly and skillfully:

"Although the pronunciations are the same, the Lionheart King took his surname from the golden lion 'Lian' on his family crest, while my surname comes from the 'Lian' in Lane County. It seems that our ancestors were commoners from there."

"Oh...I think so."

The red-haired woman nodded with a look of understanding, and felt amused at her own sensitivity.

How could that annoying family that was proud of their pure blond hair, and had only a few members with hair of other colors, have a descendant with black hair and black eyes? And how could they have fallen to the point of coming here to apply for a job?
After taking a look at Leon's clothes, and staring at his old coat which was washed clean but had worn edges and exposed the lining, the red-haired woman seemed to lose interest in him and lowered her head again. Then, while scratching something on the list with a feather pen, she said absentmindedly:
"Then fill in your family status as a civilian. The other items include education level, religious beliefs, whether you have received prosthetics, whether you have a micro differential machine implanted under your skin, and what specific crime you have committed. Please report all of these items one by one."

Hmm? Wait! What crime was committed?

Leon was slightly startled when he heard this, and then asked with some doubt:

"Excuse me, the last item you mentioned just now refers to my 'criminal history', right?"

"?"

Hearing Leon's question, the red-haired woman couldn't help but frowned, then she bent her knuckles and knocked heavily on the table twice, scolding unceremoniously:
"I advise you to be honest! This is the Cleanup Bureau, not the court! If you hadn't committed a serious crime that warrants hanging, would you come to a place like this to apply for a job? Tell me what you have done honestly, and don't try to play tricks on me!"

? !
No... I'm just looking for a job, how is it related to the gallows?

Tsk, he's been hiding something, and it's obvious he's up to no good!

Seeing Leon not knowing how to answer for a moment, the red-haired woman opposite snorted with some contempt, then knocked hard on the table again, and said coldly as if interrogating a prisoner:

“I repeat once again, this is the Cleanup Bureau, not a court!

"I have no interest in judging you, and I'm asking you what crime you committed because I want to report your name and cancel the kingdom's wanted order for you, so you'd better tell the truth! Otherwise, you'll get yourself into trouble. Do you understand?"

Wanted order?
After smacking his lips at the red-haired woman's words, Leon's pupils shrank slightly when he realized something was wrong. Then he cautiously asked, "Excuse me...are you the First Cleaning Bureau of the Royal Capital?"

"..."

Cleaning Bureau?

This time, it was someone else who was asked the question in a daze. The red-haired woman thought for a moment and seemed to understand something.

After looking at the other person's skinny body due to long-term malnutrition, the red-haired woman who had just looked disgusted was silent for a moment, then sat up straight and pointed out the window, lowered her voice and frowned to remind:

"You've gone to the wrong place. This is the... the Sixth Abnormal Cleanup Bureau, which is a department outside the Ministry of Police. The Cleanup Bureau you want to go to is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Highways, so it's the building across the street with a long line at the door."

"oh oh!"

Hearing that he had found the wrong place, Leon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Damn, this is so scary. I was wondering why I had to be wanted before I could be a street cleaner. It turns out that this is not the cleaning department I want to go to.

Also, aren't we only recruiting for ten positions this time? Why is the line at the Sanitation Department so long? Is there so many people watching over a street sweeping job?

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

After politely apologizing, Leon once again looked through the window at the long line of people in the building opposite, and then he looked at the red-haired woman as if possessed by a ghost, and asked softly with hope in his eyes:

"Well...if you are short of people here too."

"You're not suitable."

"..."

Seeing the suddenly dim expression on the man who was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, the red-haired woman hesitated for a moment, then began to explain:

"Although the income of the Cleanup Bureau is good, higher than that of ordinary municipal civil servants, the mortality rate is about 8/1000, so unless you are really desperate, you'd better not come to me."

Eight thousandths?

After hearing the somewhat cold word "mortality rate", Leon was not scared away, and even showed a little surprise in his eyes.

Are you kidding? That's only close to one percent!

If it was in the previous life, it would be fine, but now in this strange world where steam carriages run all over the streets, the workers who do jobs like burning furnaces, digging mines, infusing magic energy, purifying potions, etc., have an annual basic mortality rate of nearly 2%. Because of the crushing of machines and the volatilization of potions, the number of people who are disabled or poisoned is several times that.

According to their average "longevity" of about 30 years, there are almost no workers who can work without illness or disaster for a lifetime. The annual mortality rate of less than 1% is completely...

"Maybe I didn't make myself clear enough."

Seeing Leon's somewhat moved expression, the red-haired woman shook her head and explained:
"The mortality rate of the Cleanup Bureau is not calculated on an annual basis, but on a monthly basis."

"..."

Calculated on a monthly basis... 8/1000 per month, that would be close to 1/10 per year? What kind of Abnormal Clearance Bureau is this? On average, 10% of the employees die every year? ! ? ! ? !
Looking at Leon who was full of shock, the red-haired woman shook her head slightly, then waved her hand and said:

"Now that you understand, let's go. We only accept those who have committed capital crimes or have controllable 'abnormalities'. Ordinary people like you simply cannot cope with the work of the Cleanup Bureau. This place is not suitable for you."

"Well... sorry to bother you..."

Following the red-haired woman's gentle but irrefutable rejection, Leon felt a sharp pain in his head, followed by an extremely piercing buzzing sound in his ears.

[Due to your twentieth failed job search, you have successfully activated the Iron-level badge "Unemployed Youth"]

[Unemployed youth: young people who have not yet found a job due to insufficient education, lack of experience, or economic downturn]

[Effect of wearing: When your parents talk with their peers, they will stably trigger the special state of "evasive" and automatically avoid topics about you]

[Advanced route: If you continue to wear this badge for more than two months and still fail to find a job, if you meet the prerequisite of living with your parents, this badge will automatically be promoted to the bronze badge "Parents"]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): When the "Unemployed Youth" badge is activated and the total family assets are less than 200 gold wheels, your chances of finding a partner of the opposite sex through blind dating will automatically decrease by 80%]

"..."

(End of this chapter)