America? No, it's the warp!

Claire is about 1 meters tall, with short blonde hair and a face that is the classic girl-next-door type from Europe and America, but her figure is more of a classic American hot girl.

This is what it means to have a youthful face and a huge belly.

Logan could even describe her as a "chosen one of Slaanesh."

No wonder George, that dim-witted, idiotic guy whose brain isn't as developed as his cerebellum, is so infatuated.

"No...it's nothing! He was just barking like a dog. Thank you for getting me out of that situation."

Logan replied casually, "Let's go, we should get to work."

He wasn't rejecting Slaanesh's kindness; he was just letting the bullets fly a little longer.

The two walked through the smoke in the store together and returned to their respective posts. Logan still couldn't stand the pungent skunk smell of the leaves, so he covered his nose and walked out of the store. His workplace was at the door.

Manager Henry glanced around the store and, after seeing that the night shift staff had all arrived, returned to his office.

Logan's job was simple: stop each customer at the door, check their ID, and see if they were over 21 years old. Generally, the store only allowed customers over 21 to enter.

If you encounter some troublesome customers, just knock them down and kick them out.

The Yezi specialty store sees even more foot traffic in the evenings, with many office workers coming here after get off work to buy some Yezi cigarettes or e-cigarettes to perk themselves up.

Most people cooperated, only a few, either high on drugs or homeless, refused to cooperate, like the black man in front of Logan.

[Task assigned: Investigate corruption]

You are currently guarding your company's operations command post. Check all potentially infected personnel and prevent them from entering the operations command post.

[Reward: +20 Merit Points]

If you encounter people who cannot produce identification, please try to persuade them to leave.

"Interesting, today's task has arrived."

"Sir, please show me your ID card, passport, or driver's license." Logan stopped the black homeless man who was trying to take advantage of the situation.

"What's up, bro?"

The Black man was showing off his West Coast style, wearing all his clothes on, saying, "You think I have these things?"

"Since we don't have these, I can't be sure if you're over 21, and we can't sell you leaf products." Logan's expression was serious, leaving no room for negotiation.

Although the situation was completely reversed yesterday, now that he is in charge of security, he must make a clean break and not allow any exceptions for anyone.

"Hey bro! Don't I look like someone over 21?"

The Black man pointed to the wrinkles on his face and his increasingly thinning hair.

"Yes, he does look to be in his thirties, but that's not important. What's important is that he meets the requirements."

Logan didn't answer, but instead pointed to his face and asked, "How old do you think I am?"

"Definitely no more than 18. I've only ever seen a handsome face like yours on high school students." Although the black man's attitude was bad, he was honest.

"Although your feeling is correct, I am already 22 years old today, and my face is just still very handsome."

Logan dismissed the black man's claim, then pointed to Henry, who was inspecting the store, and said, "Look at that bearded man, how old do you think he is?"

Having already made a mistake once, the Black man was noticeably more cautious this time. After thinking it over carefully, he tentatively replied, "38 years old?"

They even exaggerated it on purpose.

"Wrong, he's 22 years old this year too," Logan denied again.

Of course, he didn't know how old Henry was; he just wanted to discourage the black man.

"Bullshit! How can he be only 22 years old!" The black man exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hold on! Brother, accept reality, this is the unevenness of America." Logan patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.

The black man abruptly shook off his hand: "Damn it! Don't give me that motherfucking nonsense, let me in to buy some tobacco!"

Logan remained unmoved. He pointed to a police car on the street across from the store and kindly reminded them, "See those police officers over there? If you try to force your way in, they'll take you to the police station."

The Black man glanced at the police officer listening to music in the police car and said dismissively, "Don't be ridiculous. If the police really cared about this store, would it have been robbed yesterday? Get out of my way."

He shook off Logan's arm again and was about to open the store door and go inside.

[This suspicious Astronaut has been deeply corrupted by Nurgle! Take all available measures to prevent him from entering the operations command center!]

[Bonus Reward: +20 Merit Points]

The bonus has finally arrived.

Logan kept selling the black man directly, waiting for the extra reward.

Based on his experience, he deduced that tasks usually come with extra rewards, so he figured he should procrastinate as long as possible to get even more rewards.

With a swift movement, he grabbed the black man by the neck and then kicked him hard in the shin, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Logan then pressed down on his neck with one hand, pressed down on his back with one knee, and used his other hand and leg to restrain his hands.

"I can't breathe! I can't breathe!" The black man struggled to break free of his restraints and could only shout.

The police officer listening to the music noticed the commotion and quickly got out of his car to check the situation. After recognizing the white and black officers, he immediately pulled out handcuffs and cuffed the black man's hands without asking why.

"Sir, did he hurt you?" the police officer asked Logan.

"No, he tried to force his way into the Yezi store without showing any identification, which is illegal. My actions were entirely in the course of my duty." Although the police weren't asking about that, he still explained the situation clearly.

"Of course, sir, there's no doubt about these things. Since you're not injured, I'll take him away first."

Then, the police put the Black man into a police car, called other available colleagues, and drove away.

"They were quite responsible after getting the money."

After that, no one dared to force their way in, and some people without identification left the group on their own when the black man was taken away.

After checking the last customer, Logan turned to look into the store and made eye contact with Henry the Bearded Man. Henry gave him a thumbs up, praising his excellent security work.

Task completed: Investigate corruption.

You verified every Astragalus member who entered the command center and successfully intercepted a warrior corrupted by Nurgle.

[Reward: +40 Merit Points]

Language is ultimately weak and ineffective; for those who cannot understand, we must use force to teach them a lesson.

[Terrorism +1]

[Gain Khorne's Blessing: Hardwood Skin]

[Hardwood Skin: Your skin will become like hardwood.]

The power of the Blood God remained swift and fierce. This time, the violent energy did not circulate within the body, but rather felt like being naked in a waterfall, with the fierce water impacting every inch of the skin, which was gradually becoming stronger and harder.

It feels like it's coated with a layer of hard pine wood when pressed.