My story was corroborated by two soldiers upstairs who heard the Hydra agent shouting "Hi Hitler". But the commander, who was in his 40s or 50s, told them to take me to the interrogation room and said he wanted to interrogate me once. So we got to where we are now.
"Okay, okay, I admit it, I'm actually homeless. But I assure you that I am working for a big designer and soon I will get my first payment and buy a house for myself"
"What's the name of this big designer?"
Hmm, come on...I need a designer whose name has been in Marvel movies... Yeah, nothing came to mind.
"Let me guess. You forgot, didn't you?"
When the half-bald man sitting on the other side of the table stared at me with tiger-like eyes, I had to keep my silence to mean yes.
I admit that he has a look that looks into people's souls and it's quite uncomfortable to make eye contact.
I wish I had crimson vampire god eyes so that when my eyes suddenly glowed, I could see him feeling my blood superiority and getting scared.
*Pat*
"Look me in the eye when I talk to you!"
When the old bastard pounded the table hard, I woke up with a fright and started listening to him carefully.
"Sigh. Waste of time. If you're homeless why don't you become a soldier and serve your country like a man."
"Well... There's... a reason for that."
"Fucking disappointment!"
As I gritted my teeth and looked down to make sure I didn't do anything wrong, a soldier entered the room.
"Commander Philips, your meeting is about to begin."
Philips hah. I'm taking note of this name, you fucking disappointment.
"Let this useless fucker go free."
After he left the room, the soldiers came and uncuffed me and told me I was free.
Disheartened, I walked out and inhaled a big whiff of the smell of burnt oil and didn't even try to hide my disgusted expression.
[ Please find a place where you will not be seen by humans to accept the reward for the previous mission ]
After looking at the articles I came across, I decided to forget the previous unpleasantness and stretch out of habit.
After looking first to my right and then to my left, I entered a nearby alleyway that could not be seen by passing cars.
After reaching the alley with no exit at the end, I got closer to the corner of the wall and the warning disappeared. At the same moment, a box appeared in the air and started floating in front of me.
I reached my hand out to grab the box and opened the box, which looked like a wooden jewelry box.
Inside was a capped beaker containing a white liquid and ten hundred-dollar bills.
After taking both things and putting them in my pocket, I carefully turned the box upside down, but I found nothing. Finally, I decided that it might be an ender chest and put the box under my dress.
After testing that the $1000 I had just pocketed was an ordinary dollar bill, I took out the white syrup again. Fortunately, the system explained to me what the bottle was while I was looking at it. If the system hadn't told me, I wouldn't have drunk this bottle for a long time to avoid accidental death.
[ Congratulations traveler 1086369196, you have won the following prizes for opening the newbie pack ]
[ 1000 dollars (regular) ]
[ General buff serum (epic) - improves a small amount in all aspects of the user]
An epic-level serum, huh?
Without hesitation, I opened the bottle and took a shot. Even if it's a serum that makes people suffer a lot, as long as I don't scream in this alley, I should be fine.
In case I felt any pain, I hid the thousand dollars in my pocket under the trash can, squatted on the ground, and waited. The only thing I had brought from my previous world was my clothes, so I just needed to make sure that the thousand dollars weren't stolen by some random beggar.
After a few minutes of waiting, the only thing I felt was hunger. Even that wasn't extraordinary, probably because of the time that had passed since breakfast.
After waiting a while longer, I lifted my shirt and touched the fat around my waist. Although I wasn't noticeably overweight, it was disappointing that the syrup didn't turn me into a muscular super soldier.
I left the alleyway and wandered through the crowded street, a little boy's surprised words made me realize that many people were paying too much attention to my clothes.
I saw some young people around my age wearing T-shirts, so I decided to replace all my clothes except for my T-shirt. I started walking in the direction of the more dense car traffic to go to the center where there were many shops.
As I locked eyes with the judgmental old people, I couldn't help but feel sorry for them. It's a pity that in just half a hundred years they won't be able to say anything when they look at men walking around like pink unicorns in the middle of the road.
Not expecting to find factory-made clothes in this time period, I walked into the first tailor I could find. After a while of looking at the English gentleman's suits of clothes on display all over the shop, a tailor noticed me and approached me.
Before he could speak, I expressed my concerns.
"Excuse me. If it is possible, I would like a comfortable tracksuit for myself... Sorry, I want cloth pants and a hat, but please don't overdo it, I only have a hundred dollars."
I was looking out the window and watching the street because I thought my face might have turned red as I said these words. But a few minutes passed and I didn't hear the tailor go to get his measuring tools. He might have noticed my clothes as a tailor or he might have taken pity on me because I had accidentally come to a very famous tailor.
"Sir, the most expensive model we have is only sixty dollars. Are you sure you just want a pair of pants and a hat? I can make you a special set to match the shirt you're wearing."
Haha, it seems that I, as an experienced pauper, found the cheapest tailor in the neighborhood in one shot. I'm very proud of myself.
"Of course. Even one extra full suit, please."