If you were made a mascot, you would become a legend in the police force.

Three months later.

This is the municipal bureau compound.

An extremely solemn conferment ceremony is underway.

The entire compound was transformed, adorned with fresh flowers, a red carpet, and national flags. Reporters from major official media outlets packed the venue, their cameras and microphones all aimed at the podium.

On the platform, there was a specially made extra-large chair.

On the chair, a giant panda weighing 300 jin (actually, it grew to 320 jin after returning from Guixu, but no one dared to say it) was wearing a tailor-made dark blue police uniform with a brand-new police badge pinned to its chest, sitting there extremely unwillingly.

Li Tuantuan was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.

At 4:30 in the morning, Lin Wan pulled her out of the pool to bathe, blow-dry her fur, and dress her.

It took a full four hours to figure it out.

So that he could receive the rank "decently".

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: It's just a ceremony, why make such a big fuss? Can't you just send the certificate to my dorm? SF Express cash on delivery is fine too.

The host's voice echoed throughout the entire courtyard through the speakers.

"With special approval from the State Council, the National Security Commission hereby issues its highest resolution—"

"A First-Class Merit Medal is awarded to Comrade 'Gun Gun,' Chief of the Special Biological Operations Section!"

"At the same time, Comrade 'Gun Gun' is officially appointed as the Honorary Director of the National Secret Service, enjoying the treatment of a department-level official!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Chen Jianguo stood in the first row, clapping the loudest, his old face full of pride.

Behind him, Lin Wan was wearing a crisp new uniform—she had also been promoted, going directly from captain to deputy bureau chief, becoming the youngest police rank holder in the city.

Of course, she knew very well that she was carried away by a panda.

"Next, please have General Long Xiang present the medal to Comrade Gun Gun."

General Long Xiang walked onto the stage, holding a gleaming gold medal in his hand.

He walked up to Li Tuantuan, looked at the chubby panda who was dozing off, his eyes twitched, and then carefully pinned the medal to the chest of his police uniform.

"Comrade Gun Gun, you've worked hard."

Li Tuantuan yawned, stretched out his paw, and shook hands weakly with General Longxiang.

The bear paw completely enveloped the general's hand, almost crushing it.

Another round of good-natured laughter erupted from the audience.

After the ceremony, it was time for the media to take photos.

The reporters were snapping photos like crazy.

"Comrade Gun Gun! Look this way! Give me a smile!"

"Comrade Gun Gun! What are your thoughts on this conferment of ranks?"

"Comrade Gun Gun! Netizens are saying you're the 'strongest civil servant in history,' what do you think?"

Li Tuantuan sat there expressionless, letting the flashbulbs go off.

He opened his mouth and hummed in response.

Lin Wan immediately translated: "The section chief said, 'Serve the people.'"

Applause erupted again from the audience.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: I clearly said "I'm hungry".

After finally getting through the ceremony, Li Tuantuan immediately took off the police uniform that made him feel uncomfortable and changed back into his favorite black trench coat.

Then, dragging the steamed buns, gold beans, and coal briquettes, he staggered back to the office of the "Special Biological Warfare Section."

Push open the door.

The office is not what it used to be.

The constant temperature pool has been expanded from three meters to ten meters, and a specially designed bamboo forest scenic area has been added next to it.

An 86-inch laser TV is mounted on the wall, and the shelf next to it is filled with various imported snacks and drinks.

An extra-large Simmons mattress was laid out in front of the TV.

On the table next to it, ten boxes of premium purple bamboo shoots were neatly stacked.

It was shipped by air.

It was specially supplied by the state.

It was promised at the ceremony.

Not a single one missing.

Li Tuantuan's eyes lit up.

He lunged forward, grabbed a purple bamboo shoot, and stuffed it into his mouth without even peeling it.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound echoed in the office.

"Is it good?" Lin Wan leaned against the door frame and asked him with a smile.

Li Tuantuan didn't even look up, her mouth full, and mumbled a "hmm".

Lin Wan was both annoyed and amused by his pathetic behavior.

"Do you know you're now at the ministerial level? The youngest in the country—though strictly speaking, you're not young anymore—but absolutely the only non-human ministerial-level cadre. What are your plans?"

Li Tuantuan stopped chewing and tilted her head to think for a moment.

Then he put down the bamboo shoots, walked to the Simmons mattress, and plopped down on it.

The mattress let out a painful groan.

Then, he slowly fell backward.

The plump body, weighing 320 pounds, landed steadily on the mattress.

He took out his iPad and opened the latest episode of a crime documentary.

Mantou jumped onto the mattress and lay down at his feet.

The coal ball flew to the bedside table and tucked its head into its wings.

Jin Dou scurried into his pocket, peeking out half its head. It squeaked twice and then fell silent.

Li Tuantuan picked up a purple bamboo shoot and took a bite.

Then, he closed his eyes contentedly.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: Plans? What other plans could there be?

[The job is in hand, the benefits are in place, the underlings are all here, and the world is saved.]

My next plan can be summed up in four words:

[Lying down and slacking off.]

Lin Wan shook her head helplessly as she watched this scene.

She took out her phone and secretly snapped a photo—a chubby panda wearing a black trench coat, sprawled on a Simmons mattress, holding a bamboo shoot in one hand and an iPad in the other, surrounded by a dog, a bird, and a mouse. The scene was so heartwarming that it made people want to laugh.

She posted the photo in the police department's internal group chat.

Caption: [The first day of work for a national treasure at the ministerial level.jpg]

Three seconds later, the group chat exploded.

Chen Jianguo: This is the son I raised! I'm so proud!

Taishan: Captain is awesome!

Tianyin: So cute, I want to pet it.

PhD: I suggest applying for World Cultural Heritage status.

General Longxiang (surfaces after being underwater for a long time): ...Is this how the country's money is spent?

Lin Wan smiled, turned off her phone, turned around and walked out of the office, gently closing the door behind her.

Outside the door, the sun is just right.

Inside the door, loud snoring filled the air.

The city continues to function, and people continue to work hard for their lives.

No one knows that three months ago, a fat panda and his friends welded shut a door to the end of the world in the most unreasonable way.

No one knows that the black and white woolen dumpling fast asleep in the city bureau compound is the country's most powerful, yet laziest, guardian.

But it is not important.

The important thing is—

The position was retained.

There's plenty of bamboo shoots.

The milk in the basin has arrived.

What more do you need, a bicycle?

(End of the book)