[At 10:30 AM...]
Alright, so how can anyone find the secret location of the terrifying terrorist base in this vast country? Simple, just pretend to be insane. Once you scream some nonsense about a world full of errors and humans in need of purification, you'll encounter a handsome person in a stylish suit who tells you he senses your good intentions. He will casually introduce you to a hidden organization. Jack contemplated this guaranteed successful approach but reconsidered because prolonged acting might lead to boredom and jeopardize everything. Instead, he opted for the second method: espionage.

It has been a while since I utilized my espionage skills. That stroll through the facility wasn't exactly espionage or infiltration due to my cheat skill of 'vanishing.' Extending my limbs in an exaggerated manner, Jack rose and prepared to roam the streets...

[At 10:15 AM...]
Inside a crowded store, Ash approached a woman browsing cleaning products.

"Hello! I'm Asher , a sales representative. Can I interest you in our revolutionary cleaning product, *SuperClean*?"

"Look, I'm not in the mood for sales talk right now. I just want to grab what I need and go." The woman didn't bother looking at him.

"I understand completely. However, 'SuperClean' is a revolutionary cleaning product that makes your life easier. It effortlessly eliminates stubborn stains, saving you time and effort."

"Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say. I've been disappointed with similar 'miraculous' products in the past. What sets your product apart from the rest?"

"I understand your skepticism, but 'SuperClean' is unlike anything you've tried before. It has received positive reviews from our customers who achieved fantastic results."

Finally, the woman felt annoyed by this persistent person, so she looked at him and said, "Listen, I really don't care about..."

But she stopped when she saw a man in his thirties with short brown hair interspersed with distinguished lines of gray that added to his charm. His calm honey-colored eyes and charming smile portrayed him as a respectable gentleman.

The woman felt her face blushing slightly as Ash looked into her eyes and smiled.

"Madam?"

"Huh? Uh, yes, maybe I'll give that 'SuperClean' a try if you insist..." Her voice sounded timid and faint as she blushed with embarrassment.

"Fantastic! I hope it exceeds your expectations. Enjoy the rest of your day!"

After another hour...

*Sigh* Only three people managed to convince them. This day is truly not my lucky day. I need to review the marketing plan with the company and come up with new phrases to attract customers.

Asher , exhausted from work, pointed out the areas he needed to review and improve. These operations are what bring in the money, but only if he sells a lot. However, in some cases, luck is not on his side. Even after trying in multiple provinces, he couldn't convince anyone to purchase the products. Asher returned to where he had left his hobby bike, only to find some children smearing it with sticky mud.

"Get away from here! This is not a toy, you little rascals!" Asher looked at his dirty bike and expressed his anger. He dragged it to the nearest place to clean it.

"Oh, it's Asher , hahaha! How are you, man?" The employee stopped and looked at Asher's dirty bike before smiling at him.

"A tough day at work, huh?"

"Yeah, some rascals did it. Anyway, Timmy, take care of it for me."

"Of course... Do you need a drink while you wait for me?"

"Nah, not today. I need to focus since I haven't sold that much today."

"Oh... Are you heading there?"

"Yes, I don't think I'll go back home today. Unfortunately, my wife was going to cook my favorite stew."

"Oh, man, you're really hard to convince. That place is bad for your health, yet you still go there. Just sell your house and get a cheaper one, and your life will improve."

Asher stared deeply into Timmy's face for a few seconds before smiling and uttering just one word, "My Responsibility."

[The time is 11:00 AM...]
What - What! - What is this boy doing? Just a few minutes ago, my friends and I were hanging out here with the gang, but this boy came and started attacking us out of nowhere! He had a shopping bag over his face and was asking us some questions while hitting us... I must - I must escape, this person is insane.
But when I tried to run away, he blocked my path and asked me, "You, do you know where I can find people interested in changing the world?"
And then he continued, "If you don't know, answer my next question. Where can I find an organization that sells weapons in secret? Oh, and if there's an organization that sells drugs too, that's fine."
Oh, crap, I'm screwed...
After wandering around for a while, eavesdropping on others' conversations and spying on their actions, I got bored. This wasn't like the last time I played the role of the world's greatest spy, fighting crime before it happens. No, this time there were no crimes or anything significant happening. So, I decided to pick on the gangs I encountered along my way. After some time, I obtained valuable information about an organization involved in illegal arms trading. I was surprised to find such an organization in a world where the government controls everything. I guess nothing is perfect after all. I followed multiple leads until I finally arrived at a dark alley with a large iron door. I knocked on that door seven times consecutively and three times intermittently, then a small window opened in the door, revealing a man with big red eyes... creepy~
"What's your business?" the man spoke with a gruff voice.
"I want to get some bread," I said seriously, although I didn't understand why they chose bread as the password.
The man scanned me from head to toe before looking directly into my eyes. I could tell that all he saw was coldness and bravery in my eyes.
"Hmm, wait a minute."
Yes, that's good. It seems like I'm about to enter. But before I could finish my thoughts, I heard the heavy door open and saw two massive men aiming their guns at my face.
"Go inside and don't even think about resisting."
Huh?