After transmigrating to a parallel world, Long Aotian became a high school student and awakened the [Crazy Part-Time Job System].
And so, Long Aotian went further and further down the path of part-time work.
Until a group of special police officers carrying real guns burst into his classroom.
“Long Aotian, please come with us!”
At the police station, the chief held a thick stack of documents and said gravely:
“What did you do during the holidays?”
“Worked part-time as a male masseur. Is that illegal?”
“Cough... I don’t mean this time at home. I mean that time overseas!”
“Delivered takeout!”
“You delivered takeout in a fighter jet, and you call missiles takeout?”
“I joined a foreign mercenary group. It was my job.”
“Then how do you explain having your name ranked second on the international hitman list?”
“I didn’t take many jobs, so I could only rank second.”
“Cough... I’m not asking you to aim for first place. I’m asking why your name is on the list at all.”
“That was another part-time job!”
“Gasp... Have you ever sold weapons?”
“Absolutely not. I was just a weapons transporter.”
“Phew... One last question. What was the most outrageous part-time job you ever had? Driving an aircraft carrier? Hiding nuclear bombs?”
“Well... blowing up cow dung with firecrackers! The kid was too scared to do it, so he hired me...”
