You are a devoted Minecraft player. Just as you were planning to stay up all night gaming, you transmigrated.
And you brought Minecraft with you.
In this unfamiliar world, you know all too well the famous saying that will help you survive:
[If you want to get rich, start by punching trees]
So on your very first day, you scored yourself a one-day tour of the police station.
You were forced to join Yokohama's biggest Mafia.
On your first day, in full view of everyone, you pinned a certain blushing gravity manipulator to the ground and ground him into the dirt with a debuff potion.
Afterward, you handed him a bucket of milk, which he drank with great reluctance. By the next day, rumors about the two of you were flying everywhere, much to his distress.
Half a month after joining, at a bar, you gave a certain bandage-wearing guy the welcome gift you were asked to give him, making him feel like he was in heaven, while his other two close friends frantically called 119 beside him.
After that, he would often spawn right next to you, hoping you would let him experience it a million times. He seemed to be getting addicted.
Six months after joining, you decided your office wasn't safe, so you hollowed it out completely and renovated it into a diamond building. Your boss was so furious he fainted at his desk, while one of your colleagues took great pleasure in it.
On your Nth day at work, under your boss's murderous stare, you hollowed out and renovated all five buildings.
Your boss asked,
