"...Those with the above experience, come to Tofuya here to collect the application form."

After saying that, the person hurriedly returned to the city hall.

Tofuya is that small supervisor.

After the recruiter left, the small supervisor returned to his previous demeanor: "Did you hear that? If you have these eight kinds of work experience, quickly come and register!"

"Eight kinds? Isn’t it thirteen?" a farmer counted on his fingers: "Flower and plant care, farming..."

"Alright, alright, stop yelling." The small supervisor impatiently waved his hand: "The others have already registered, you don’t need to worry about them."

Someone has registered?!

The farmer, who had just questioned, was a bit puzzled: "But there was clearly no one just now..."

"Are you still going to yell?" The small supervisor’s eyes glanced over, looking at the farmer’s application, which was scribbled in crooked Naseng language.

"You can write? But sorry, we no longer need farmers." After making a judgment, the small supervisor directly threw the application form into the trash: "You can leave now."

The farmer’s eyes widened immediately: "Why?! I just escaped from the Eternal Freeze Court! I need a job to support my family!"

"What’s it to me, scram." The small supervisor looked indifferent, with a hint of provocation in his tone: "What? Do you want to challenge the methods of the profession [Police]? Then I’ll call them!"

"How can you do this!" The farmer’s face turned red at once: "The newspaper says Great Wilderness City isn’t like this!"

"Oh?" The small supervisor’s eyes turned cold: "Are you saying the Great Wilderness City is no good?"

The farmer immediately looked away, terrified, and took a few steps back.

Several people around also looked upset but were all intimidated by the small supervisor’s authority, not daring to act.

"Scram." The small supervisor gently waved his hand, the farmer clenched his fist and turned away.

Seeing the farmer’s clenched fist, a flash of murderous intent appeared in the small supervisor’s eyes.

At this moment, Lin Ke moved.

"Don’t go..." The scruffy uncle hunched his body to avoid being too conspicuous and incurring wrath, saw Lin Ke walking over, wanted to stop him, but failed.

No matter which world or society, the lower classes have their way of dealing with things.

They are more adept at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

Lin Ke’s eyes were calm as he walked over, the small supervisor saw him and raised an eyebrow: "Who are you?"

"I want to register." Lin Ke’s eyes grew increasingly calm: "I used to do flower and plant care and farming, worked as a gardener at Count Akel’s daughter’s manor."

"Count Akel?" The small supervisor’s eyes lit up, while the previous farmer had already walked far, and the scruffy uncle was also startled by Lin Ke’s background.

These days, those working under the nobles rarely break free, for they are considered the nobles’ assets.

But Lin Ke’s friends were different.

Under the banners of friends like Count Akel, Marquis of Giant Sword, Marquis of Ice, Count Qingquan, and Count Black Claw, they never restrict the flow of their personnel.

Some strong-minded individuals are like that too.

They believe when their subjects want to leave because others’ lives are too good, it’s certain that they are not doing something well enough.

Though these words are rather biased, it’s a belief they abide by.

Just like how the Insomnia Emperor, inspired by Lin Ke’s words, publicly declared his belief — if others are stronger than me, it must be that I haven’t done well enough.

Surely it’s not to blame others for improving too quickly?

There’s an old saying, instead of improving yourself, slander others.

Oh, wait, the opposite.

And at this moment, the whispers began to emerge at the entrance of the city hall.

"Please quickly fill in the application form." After Lin Ke revealed his "identity," the small supervisor now showed a bright and sunny smile: "Since you’ve chosen to come to the Great Wilderness, we’re family now..."

Lin Ke slightly nodded, the Guardian Bracelet on his wrist subtly changed, and his appearance gradually became a bit more refined, with smoother skin.

Casuall filling out the form, he was immediately ushered in by the small supervisor.

The scruffy uncle outside saw this, shook his head, and muttered softly: "To think I said so much to him, turns out he’s a ’noble child’..."

Lin Ke’s footsteps paused slightly, then entered the hall of the city hall. A staff member led him to a counter that read "King of Inventions" in large letters.

The city hall was large, with numerous major departments like the Ministry of Agriculture.

There were also smaller departments like the Employment and Entrepreneurship Department.

The "King of Inventions" project was part of the Employment and Entrepreneurship Department.

This was one of the projects Lin Ke had instructed earlier, focusing on the improvement and commercialization of applied science.

Each year, ten King of Inventions are selected to commend their outstanding performance in invention.

"Wait here for a moment." The staff instructed Lin Ke to wait in a lounge and then left.

Shortly after, one by one, the workers entered, and when everyone was present, that well-dressed man from earlier came in.

Lin Ke didn’t know this man since he wasn’t familiar with all the city hall personnel.

"This time, you will mainly assist our King of Inventions, Elson, in making inventions, earning one hundred Azanen Coins a day!" This man confidently spoke, causing gasps in the lounge.

A hundred Azanen Coins per day!

A normal job earns a minimum of ten Azanen Coins a day, in many places not exceeding twenty, with the highest being over thirty Azanen Coins.

Azanen Coins are precious!

And now, it’s a hundred coins a day!

"However..." The man’s tone changed, then he took out a few Divine Power contracts from his arms: "Everyone must sign a contract, a confidentiality contract." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Lin Ke briefly sensed it, discovering it was the Divine Power of the Financial Goddess.

Xiangnai?

"Those willing, sign your name and come with me, those unwilling, you can leave." The man smiled.

Lin Ke picked up a contract to look at, the rules stipulating that all matters of the King of Inventions, Elson, must be kept confidential, or death by suffocation.

Lin Ke naturally wouldn’t sign it; otherwise, unless his level surpassed Xiangnai, he couldn’t breach it.

But he had optical skills and the Guardian Bracelet.

He used optical skills to hide himself, quickly creating a Guardian Bracelet puppet to take his place in signing the Divine Power contract.

Most signed, but two did not.

"Alright, let me explain the content... The work you need to do is invent." The man explained immediately before the two who did not sign left.

"Invent?" someone questioned.

"Yes... Of course, the inventions must be credited to Elson... If Elson wins the annual ’King of Inventions’ title, everyone will receive a reward." The man smiled.

"You two, wait a moment." While everyone was still contemplating, the man quickly took out a black scepter from his back and lightly tapped the foreheads of the two who refused to sign the agreement.

The two people immediately became dazed.