Por que meu painel de profissão tem um estilo de arte anime?
Federação, Império, Corporação Unida, este é uma era interestelar extremamente perigosa. Todas as criaturas inteligentes podem, através de um ritual especial, assumir profissões dotadas de poder extra
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Starlight Federation, Border Colony Planet No. 9527, Pioneer City No. 66.
“Name?”
“Leon.”
“Species?”
“...Human?”
“Age?”
“Twenty-two.”
“Home address?”
“Tipper Garden...”
In the Security Bureau, the young man named Leon was just about to give his home address when the tall woman before him, her eyes ringed with deep shadows, interrupted sharply, “Don’t play dumb. You know I mean the planet.”
“...Earth.”
Upon hearing “Earth,” the tall woman began to operate the pale blue screen hovering above her wristband. After a while, she looked up at the young man, who sat handcuffed behind the desk, her brow arched. “You’re a stowaway?”
“No wonder there’s no identity information.”
Without waiting for Leon’s answer, she strode over in her heels. “If you tell me which broker’s ship you took, I can let you go.”
“Otherwise, you’ll spend your life tightening screws on the prison planet.”
Leon was feeling increasingly anxious.
He never expected that a simple sleep would leave him waking in a strange alley.
As he tried to figure out what had happened, a blue-and-white siren-blaring vehicle pulled up beside him.
Then he was arrested.
While recalling the absurd events of the day, Leon stared at the taut, bulging white shirt before him, tugging at his lips in a wry smile and making something up. “I took Nicholas’s ship.”
But clearly, he wasn’t blessed with the luck of an elite—his random lie didn’t fool anyone.
The tall woman yawned and shrugged. “Fine, don’