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"I didn't rob you!"

"However, the complainant claims that you pulled out a gun in the store and threatened the other party to hand over their valuables. After being refused, you violently attacked them, resulting in... well..."

Old Chen glanced at the long list attached below and felt reluctant to read it all aloud. "A total loss of 67,000 Lungmen Dollars, resulting in injuries to three people, one of whom is seriously injured and needs to be sent to the Sanlian Affiliated Hospital for treatment. What do you have to say about this?"

“They were illegally possessing firearms, and I, as a Sister Lateran, stopped their blasphemy… Well, according to you, what’s wrong with that infringement?”

Miss Remy looked helpless. If those guys had just honestly explained where they got those guns, she wouldn't have ended up fighting.

"Unfortunately, according to the information I have, their firearms are legally registered security equipment in Lungmen and are not illegally possessed." Old Chen also checked specifically, and according to Lungmen's regulations, they are indeed legal.

"But..." But these guns without any Lateran markings are illegal according to their canon. But if that's the case, I'll definitely be stuck in jail for life, and then the church will send someone to bail me out. It probably won't be easy to get them out.

Even though Lungmen has a lot of autonomy, it is still a city of Great Yan. And Great Yan is very sensitive about this. If someone says, "Using your Lateran laws to govern the people of Great Yan, how impressive is that—" then this matter will be impossible to resolve.

“But this is Lateran’s patent. We have not authorized any outsiders to use it. This is an infringement and also illegal, isn’t it?” As a nun who could be sent abroad to work, Remian was certainly not the kind of… well, rigid religious person. She was flexible in her thinking and good at interpreting behavior using local laws.

“That makes sense, but Ms. Remian, you don’t have law enforcement authority. We understand your feelings, but your actions are still illegal,” Old Chen said helplessly.

Even if what she said is true, that's no excuse for her to have a ten-minute shootout with the Yeti security guys in the street.

Especially since she was suppressed by the firepower and couldn't even lift her head, and was only saved from being blown up along with her cover when the police arrived.

"Furthermore, because of the fight you got into, Rabbit Fast Food has officially called the police and opened a case. They may file a civil lawsuit against you for joint damages. Optimistically speaking, you will have to pay at least 200,000 Lungmen Dollars."

These days, Lao Chen has started reading some legal materials and documents. Otherwise, if he encounters someone like Little Tiger who uses completely legal but illegal means to buy out the opposing firm, he won't even be able to say a word.

"Are you kidding me? Didn't you just say it was less than 70,000 Lungmen Dollars?"

“That’s physical damage, ma’am. The other party is demanding that you pay at least 2 Lungmen dollars in medical expenses to the three injured people, with the seriously injured one estimated to be over 5. That’s almost 20 in total. Add to that the associated emotional distress, the damage to customer reputation, etc., and I estimate that the judge will likely support the other party’s compensation claim, especially if you don’t want to spend your life in jail for armed robbery…”

Ghost Sister added from the side, "Even if you hire a top lawyer, they'll probably still demand a significant concession on the compensation amount. And, I have a question: do you have that much money to hire a vampire like that?"

Don't think that just because Sister Ghost used to be involved in the underworld, she doesn't know these things. In fact, quite the opposite, dealing with lawyers and litigators is commonplace in this line of work, and making concessions on compensation in exchange for relatively lighter sentences is also commonplace.

Most people in this line of work operate in the gray and black areas, and it's inevitable that they'll make mistakes sometimes.

Whether they use a henchman to take the blame or something else, they'll need a skilled lawyer to help them escape punishment and suppress negative impacts.

"No..." Lateran religion does not require nuns to be poor, but that doesn't mean she is rich. Two hundred thousand Lungmen dollars plus lawyer fees of no less than three hundred thousand is really not something she can afford with her savings.

"Then there's nothing I can do to help you. After all, you did commit armed robbery in Lungmen, and the other party's property and weapons were legally possessed. In fact, from my perspective, you are indeed a disruptor of Lungmen's order."

Old Chen sighed, "Not to mention you also caused injuries to three ordinary citizens."

"In my experience, considering your clergy status and some ambiguities regarding potential infringements, you'll probably get more than six years in prison. If you're lucky, your Lateran office might be willing to plead for you and you might get bail."

However, bail means she cannot leave Lungmen; she must stay there for at least six years without any criminal record and will also be required to perform related community service as punishment.

"La...Latterland office..." This doesn't mean my matter has already been reported back. What am I going to do?!

"Yeah, I reckon it's already on the news by now."

"Sister Lateran robbed a fast food restaurant at gunpoint, injuring three people and causing damage to some public property. Is this a moral decline or a social crisis? I already know what the headline will be." Sister Ghost had the look of someone who had been through it all, making one wonder why she was so familiar with the story.

"Huh!" Exusiai was surprised to hear that her sister had been imprisoned for robbing a fast food restaurant. Even with her intelligence and quick wit, which allowed her to blow up a school without being expelled, she couldn't understand the logic behind it. Why would her sister rob a... fast food restaurant?

To make matters worse, her account was frozen due to the need for compensation, and now Exusiai only has a little cash left, which is obviously not enough to buy a ticket back home or to survive in Lungmen.

After worrying about her older sister, Exusiai realized a crucial problem: Lungmen is a city ruled by money, which means that if you don't have money, they don't care who you are and will just throw you out of the hotel.

Once she calmed down, Exusiai began to assess her survival skills. Her cheerful personality didn't mean she wasn't intelligent and rational. In fact, if she were as reckless as she appeared, she would have been dead long ago.

What can Exusiai, or rather, Remuel, do? This is a serious question. She played rock music in front of a church and was chased and hacked for three blocks.

They successfully bombed the school, so much so that when they set off, the students and teachers were moved to tears and put up a banner that read, "Warmly send off student Remuel to Longmen."

Now we also need to add the achievement of successfully making the godfather of Lungmen rock and hip-hop, the Emperor, prostrate himself in admiration, moved to tears, and almost ready to die. After thinking it over and over, Exusiai realized that, in terms of skills, the best way to make a living was to learn from her older sister, take the Guardian Gun and rob a fast food restaurant, and then go to jail together.

But if that were the case, her parents and the Lateran messenger would probably have their blood pressure spike on the spot and be sent straight to the ICU, right?

Two robberies by nuns in one day—anyone who didn't know better would think Lateran was so poor that the nuns couldn't even afford food and were resorting to robbing fast food restaurants with guns.

"Is there any kind of job that doesn't require any special skills or qualifications?" Exusiai asked.

"Is there any job that doesn't require any qualifications?" In an alley in the old town, a runaway girl huddled helplessly in a corner. For a high school student, suddenly learning that she had Oripathy was a devastating blow. However, the cheap anti-Oripathy drug from Tri-Link Pharmaceuticals gave her a glimmer of hope. She then walked across the wasteland from Syracuse to Lungmen.

They received considerable help from messengers along the way. However, upon entering Lungmen, they discovered that the hardships of the wilderness paled in comparison to the riches of this capital city.

In the wilderness, as long as you follow the rules, trust your companions, and are cautious, you will be fine. But in this city, the rules are chaotic, everyone wears an unknowable mask, and most importantly—without money, you can't move an inch.

Trinity's medication was indeed cheap. She was immediately surprised to find that medicine costing over 10,000 Lungmen Dollars in Syracuse only cost a few hundred here. After using her last bit of money to buy enough for six months, an even more serious crisis followed. The cost of living in Lungmen was much higher than in Syracuse; food, clothing, shelter, and transportation all required money! Money! Money!

A high school student with no warlock certificate, only a practice staff, no work experience, and even as a girl, her physical strength is terrible; compared to normal Terrans, she is considered physically weak.

This means that most jobs have barriers to entry for her. Fortunately, the redevelopment of the old city has prevented the slums from reforming.

Otherwise, what she would have experienced next... might not have been as simple as it is now. You know, poverty and kindness are never linked.

There are always jobs that don't require any qualifications. "Amiya Logistics deliveryman?" Angelina looked at the small advertisement on the lamppost and nervously arrived at the Amiya Logistics Lungmen delivery center, which looked very busy.

After all, Lao Xia sends a large amount of goods to Ursus every day and also transports a large amount of goods from Ursus to him.

“Sorry, we’re full of delivery drivers, and…” Although she said she had experience traveling in the wilderness, no one really believed her, at least the Ursus woman in front of her didn’t quite believe her, her brown bear ears twitching in confusion.

"However, our new business unit still needs manpower, at least... are you capable of handling it?"

"I'm willing to give it a try!" Angelina had no other choice. The employment opportunities for infected people were already limited, and even with the current triple medical insurance, they hadn't expanded much, and most of them were engaged in manual labor.

"Okay, take this to the delivery point outside the Rabbit Fast Food restaurant at the T-junction, and they will tell you what to do next."

The other party looked at her for a while, shook his head, tore off a receipt and handed it to her. After all, this new business really had no barriers to entry; anyone with legs could do it.

"Bunny Fast Food?" Angelina looked at the sign in front of her. The V-shaped bunny ear sign was extremely eye-catching, with a glowing neon border. You might mistake it for a bunny girl nightclub.

"Oh, you're the new delivery driver, right? Ms. Paul already told me about it."

She was greeted by another Ursus man, who seemed quite cheerful and lively, except for his equipment...

Wearing a standard Yeti uniform with a short cape-like coat, carrying a long gun on his back, a melee weapon at his waist, and a folding shield in one hand, he looked like a ranger, a sniper, or a heavy armored unit.

"Go inside and find Miss April; she will be your partner from now on."

"Aren't you from Amiya Logistics?" Angelina looked at the young man in front of her curiously. The latter scratched his head. "No, I'm from Yeti Security. I just mind the shop here and watch the rabbits on the side."

"Look at the rabbit..."

"You'll see when you go in." Rabbit Fast Food's layout is different from other places. Right at the entrance is a large counter with beverage machines on both sides. Those office workers rushing to work usually grab a bag at the food counter and turn around and leave. Only those students in school uniforms who are carefree will go into the restaurant behind the counter and sit down to eat slowly.

Among these people, the most eye-catching were the waitresses, who all had one thing in common: they were all rabbit-eared girls from the Katus tribe.

Furthermore, on the shelves and inside the restaurant, you can see many pink and white rabbits jumping around. They are all carefully selected Angora rabbits with beautiful fur and are very clean, making you want to rub them vigorously.

"The people outside told me to come in and see Miss April..."

"I am..." The short bunny-eared girl waved from behind the counter, "Are you the new delivery girl?"

"Uh, yes, yes."

Are you familiar with the roads around here?

Before becoming "familiar," I had gone through almost every step of the job application process.

“Hmm, perfect timing, I have a takeout order to deliver…” April took out a bag and handed it to Angelina.

"The address is on the note. Come to me after each delivery to pick up the receipt. Each receipt is worth one Lungmen Dollar. After you finish get off work, take it to your company to collect your payment. If I remember correctly, Amiya Logistics' partner delivery drivers are paid daily, with no fixed working hours. In short, just come back to me to pick up your delivery after you finish your delivery."

In April, the newcomer was skillfully informed of the precautions. This was a standard part-time job, so no onboarding procedures or base salary were provided, and how long one worked each day depended entirely on oneself.

Of course, it's possible that some people might exploit the loophole to take the food back and eat it themselves, then pretend to have delivered the food before paying the bill. But such people are a small probability, and the Yeti security team isn't to be underestimated.

However, any system or rule is designed to prevent intelligent people from being tempted, not to prevent fools from doing foolish things. Therefore, such incidents do happen occasionally.

"Understood!" Angelina was quite confident in her speed, even though the job seemed simple. She took the bag, tied the armband that represented Amiya Logistics' delivery person on her arm, and the cute little donkey sticking out its tongue on it seemed more suited to the logo of a donkey meat sandwich shop.

"Let's go!" The girl with pigtails rushed out of the fast food restaurant full of energy. Her first meal came from a shop in a small alley, which seemed to be in the logistics business as well.

"A job application?" The Emperor waved his fins. "I do need delivery drivers, but can you drive?"

"No," Exusiai said matter-of-factly. If she could drive, would she have been chased and hacked for three blocks?

"So what are you good at?" The Emperor was a little confused. This guy's aesthetic sense and sense of pitch were actually quite good. As long as he didn't have a microphone, they could have a good chat.

“I don’t know what I’m good at, hehehe—” Exusiai scratched the back of her head, “But, the only place I can think of that can provide work is with you, Emperor. Besides, aren’t you short of people? It won’t hurt to give it a try.”

"Hmm, that makes sense." Penguin nodded with his arms crossed. He was indeed short of manpower and money. Why would a rock star be short of money? You could find out by looking at the Emperor's vinyl record collection, antique cars, record players, high-end audio equipment, and so on.

[For high-end audio equipment, anything under 100,000 is really just for casual listening. If you really want to enjoy it, there's no upper limit...]

"The salary isn't high..."

"It's okay, room and board are fine."

"Okay, then you're officially a employee. Welcome to Penguin Logistics. My fast food is almost here."

"Your meal!" Like a brown whirlwind, Angelina practically flew down from the rooftop. Each meal only cost one dollar, and to avoid sleeping on the streets tonight, she needed to deliver at least fifty meals, so naturally she had to take the shortest straight line.

"Hey, penguin!"

"How rude! I'm not a penguin, I'm the Emperor!" The Emperor shook his head and took the bag. "Oh, oh, oh, my beloved deep-sea cod chunks and cola!"

"Could this really be cod? Lungmen isn't near the sea!" Exusiai asked curiously. Lateland is a mountainous region, but it does have fish farming and produce food.

"Of course! I'm a penguin, you know what real, deep-sea, fatty cod is just by tasting it!"

"Didn't you just say you weren't a penguin..." Exusiai muttered under her breath.

"If the meal is correct, I'll head back now. Goodbye!" Angelina grabbed the meal ticket and turned to run off; she didn't have time to linger.

Clearly, Exusiai's suspicions were correct. Lungmen isn't near the sea, nor is Ursus, so deep-sea fish can't be farmed normally, therefore...

"The ratio of minced fish to fish fat is... and cod seasoning powder..." Miss April checked the sticky notes on the shelf, prepared the ingredients according to the ratios, and took them out of the warehouse and placed them on the preparation board in the back kitchen.

The flavoring powder, combined with minced fish and fat, is artificially synthesized to simulate the texture and aroma of various fish, so much so that even penguins like Emperor Penguins cannot tell the difference.

Of course, if it's eaten raw, it's not so easy to fool people, but with the addition of spicy sauce, frying, seasoning powder, and a series of other processing steps—no one would think it's fake.

Chapter Fifty Flying to the Moon

Chapter 50

After nearly a month of drifting, the wreckage has entered lunar orbit. Johnny opened the hatch, and just one door away was a terrifying, endless darkness and cold.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to leave this safe haven, even though it was already badly damaged by the impact of the debris.

"Oxygen 98%, helium 100%, ion fuel 79%, very good, Johnny, you can do it, you're good."