Also known as "About me working as an undercover rebel but picking up an interstellar beauty"
PS. It's mainly an original plot. If you haven't played the game, it won't affect your reading.
As the undercover ace (self-proclaimed) of the Anti-Material Legion placed in the Resistance Army, my daily job is to act the good guy, act serious, and write rubbish reports. Until one day, a handsome man who called himself "Silver Branch" was fished out of the swamp. Not only was this injured man exceedingly good-looking, but he also had the attributes of a bard. He was so seriously injured that he was almost comatose and still bombarded me with galaxy-level rainbow farts.
Now comes the question:
1. My team members firmly believe that he is a foreign aid sent from heaven.
2. My spy report was forced to add the column "Diary of Observation of Abnormally Beautiful Men"
3. He looked at me as if I was an extremely good person - God knows my real KPI is to cause destruction!
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#The biggest crisis in an undercover career is actually a critical attack on your appearance#
#Recommend that the universe add a "No to be so good-looking" regulations#
*Short and medium stories, CP silver branches, entertainment works, there is no guarantee that the characters will not collapse, there is almost no plot in the game, it is all based on random writing.
*Normally, it is updated every week. There is no special reason but I write slowly [wry smile.
*Will that ever end? The bag's sister bag it.
Purpose: Workplace advice: Be wary of beauty traps and beware of KPI collapse.