Cindy didn’t even lift her eyelids and casually replied, "Where is there no risk?" Claire had no objection to leaving Zhou Three. On the contrary, she seemed a bit eager. "No need to handle relocation procedures, right? That costs money... We can be wild adventurers." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel·fıre·net Seeing her eager expression, a phrase suddenly popped into Qu Jianlei’s mind, "The sword isn’t yet ready, but the journey has already begun." Is the life of adventure really attractive to the young? However, Cindy clearly didn’t think so, and sternly scolded her a couple of sentences, with things like "I’m doing this for your own good." Claire made a funny face and didn’t say anything more; it was clear this rebellious girl still had some respect for her mother. When handling the relocation procedures, Cindy encountered some difficulties; the person in charge actually advised her to think twice. Cindy was quite surprised by this persuasion; she didn’t consider herself so popular. Sure enough, the person continued to suggest that since she had contact with strong individuals, rather than follow them, why not keep them here? Zhou Three Settlement promised, if Qu Jianlei and Cindy were to really relocate, all fees would be waived, and they could also be exempt from the head tax for ten years. The head tax is collected at each settlement, with most regulations exempting those under ten years old and offering half-price for those between ten and sixteen. This includes an intent to encourage childbirth, but for most residents, the annual head tax of one silver coin is truly not cheap. Claire had already been subjected to the head tax for two years; although half-price, it still amounted to one silver coin. Cindy, working alone to support two people, and having to pay the head tax, was understandably under a lot of pressure. Qu Jianlei couldn’t help but say, "Do you really think we’re short of ten silver coins?" "Gun licenses and the like... they also cost money," the opposite side maintained a reasonable attitude. This time when Qu Jianlei and Cindy entered the city, no fees were collected, but that was only because of his recent achievements, which granted exemptions. In simple terms, if you want to have various rights in the settlement, you need to pay various fees. The Flower Scorpion subtly asked, "What if we don’t have a relocation certificate?" "Without a relocation certificate... that’s tricky," the opposite side seemed a bit troubled. He didn’t believe they definitely didn’t have a relocation certificate; someone capable of buying an energy block for a hundred silver coins would certainly not be short of a certificate. Indeed, the Zhou Three Settlement is not large, so for those with access to information, privacy basically doesn’t exist. He assumed they were just hiding their origins, a situation not uncommon—true masters prefer not to be disturbed. So he frankly stated, "If you two could commit to serving in the Zhou Three City Guard for ten years..." "Not only can the relocation certificate be waived, we can also provide free housing." "Of course, not every matter will require your involvement; you would only occasionally patrol, and would be called upon for significant issues." They understood the mindset of the strong quite well; the strong are not afraid of challenges, but no one enjoys trouble. A talent acquisition plan in the Wasteland? Qu Jianlei’s mind was a bit scattered. But it really wasn’t surprising; this place had always been where power reigned supreme. The identity of a settlement is difficult for ordinary survivors to obtain, but truly capable individuals seldom need to worry. For a moment, he was a little dazed, recalling how when he was in Hong Four, getting the identity of a settlement was as hard as climbing to the heavens! Yet now, someone was offering it outright. "It’s still not worth it," Flower Scorpion stated, "We prefer to roam around..." "A minor settlement identity trying to bind us for ten years is really wishful thinking." Claire’s eyes sparkled, this kind of carefree life was precisely what she sought. Though her father was great, he was too submissive, and even in death, carried burdens; she did not want such a wretched life. The opposite party wasn’t angry, merely stated calmly, "Cindy, I have always treated you well, hope you won’t act rashly." Cindy replied without expression, "You indeed never bullied me, but I owe you nothing either." (A combined 6K Chapter celebrating Silver fan "Candy-selling Uncle," seeking first subscription and monthly votes.)