Chapter 132: Probationary Period for Official Residents
In this joyful atmosphere, Yun Qimu turned his gaze to the other side. Haru was grinning, rubbing his chest with distorted features, which showed that Jason's kick just now was really hard.
"Haru."
"Huh?" Haru looked up in confusion, looking at Yun Qimu in bewilderment. "Village Chief Yun called me, what did you call me for?"
Yun Qimu looked at him with a smile, walked over and asked gently, "You just reported your hard work, and I plan to give you a reward. What do you want?"
Haru opened his mouth in disbelief, "Really?"
Yun Qimu: "Of course it's true. I'm in a hurry, so you should think it over quickly."
Haru grinned, his face filled with excitement as he hurriedly said, "Don't think about it, don't think about it. I think becoming a formal resident of Earth Village is something I've been dreaming about. I wonder if Village Chief Yun can agree to this?"
He stared at Yun Qimu eagerly, and even Hou Qi, Zak and others felt nervous. They stopped and looked over excitedly.
Yun Qimu pondered for a moment, "Our global village has a serious system of forced labor and slavery. Just reporting it won't offset your previous sins and allow you to become a formal resident."
Haru's smile fell, his head drooping as he spoke in a dejected voice, "Then, how can I get rid of my slave status and become a formal resident?"
Yun Qimu gave him a funny look. "I didn't say you couldn't. You were considerate and attentive when taking care of the children before, so I can tell you're not such a bad person. Furthermore, you haven't made any mistakes in Global Village, and you've been diligently completing your tasks and performing well. Plus, with your report this time, I can give you a chance to become a formal resident. I wonder if you're willing."
Haru nodded repeatedly in surprise, looking at her excitedly and saying, "I'm willing, Village Chief Yun, please tell me, how can I become an official resident of Earth Village?"
Yun Qimu thought for a moment and said, "How about this? I'll give you a one-month probationary period as a formal resident. After that month, I'll hold a village-wide vote. As long as more than 60% of the villagers agree that you can become a formal resident, then you'll be granted official resident status. In return, during this one-month probationary period, you'll also have the right to refuse any slave missions assigned to you by the system and focus on gaining the favor of the villagers. How do you do that?"
"Okay." Haru agreed immediately and happily planned in his mind how to gain the favor of the villagers.
Zack and other pirates were full of envy and jealousy. They didn't expect that Haru had such bad luck. He was a formal resident. No one knew better than them what kind of good life the formal residents led and what kind of hard life they, the slaves, led.
Hou Qi was also filled with hatred in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have reported that bastard Jason. Then he would have gotten this good thing.
Once he becomes a formal resident of the global village, he will no longer be afraid of Zack, the stupid boss.
After this incident, Hou Qi gradually developed the idea of actively working hard to become a formal resident. As a result, when system tasks were released later, Hou Qi, who used to slack off whenever possible, now worked hard and tried his best to show the image of a hardworking and capable working class person, striving for the opportunity to become a formal resident.
[Ding Dong—Please ask the slaves to go to the leftmost part of the village to clean up the garbage dump.]
Monkey Qi ran in front like a whirlwind, rolled up his sleeves and faced the garbage pile in front of him, held his breath and worked hard, which stunned the pirates who arrived later.
Everyone was confused and asked blankly, "When did this kid become so motivated? Didn't he say his hand was injured and he couldn't carry heavy objects? Holy shit, he actually lifted such a huge iron lump."
The show at the village gate ended. Yun Qimu walked back leisurely with the Danmu fruits he had picked. He rolled his eyes at Wu Xingyu, who was diligently leaning in to absorb the European energy. "Hey, I've almost finished arranging things in the Global Village. How about you?"
Wu Xingyu glanced at her calmly, with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "I have nothing to do, just waiting for you."
"Uh," Yun Qimu smiled awkwardly, touched his nose and muttered, "As the village chief, I'm busy. Since everything's fine over there, let's set off this afternoon after I finish making this batch of Danmu gummies."
Wu Xingyu nodded modestly, indicating that she was quite satisfied with her explanation. "Okay."
Yun Qimu shrugged and continued walking forward, his tone lighter. "My little brother has someone in the greenhouse. The vegetables and fruits inside will be ready for harvesting soon. They're still in your space button that can keep them fresh. Remember to pack them up later."
Wu Xingyu nodded, "I know that."
Yun Qimu: "Then think about what you can sell. Our products this time are water, fruits and vegetables from the greenhouse, green jellystone, clothes, and Danmu soft candies. There aren't many varieties. We don't look like a qualified caravan."
Wu Xingyu also felt that what she said made sense. The limited variety of goods did not really suit his temperament as the head of a large caravan.
So he frowned, pondered for a moment, and after combining his previous dealings with the Empire, he said, "Seasonings are the most valuable, no matter where you are. Salt and MSG are second, followed by spices like star anise and cinnamon. Soy sauce and broad bean paste are even more valuable."
Yun Qimu's eyes lit up. "That's perfect. Fifth Sister Song has been collecting these things lately. She's not satisfied with the vinegar produced in the game lately, saying it lacks soul. She's trying to brew her own, but I don't know if it's successful. Let's go check it out later and get a batch from her to sell."
Wu Xingyu glanced at her with satisfaction and nodded in agreement, "Well, let's do it."
Yun Qimu: "There's more. Think about it again."
Wu Xingyu narrowed his eyes and pondered again. Passing by a greenhouse, he subconsciously took a look. Then a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes, "Flowers, we can sell orchids. My uncle grows a lot of orchids."
"Uh" Yun Qimu stopped in his tracks and looked towards the greenhouse. The orchids inside were blooming brightly and the room was filled with fragrance. These were all cultivated carefully with great effort by Mo Xie. Last time, Pei Yu only knocked off a few small petals and was beaten so hard that he got a black eye. Now he wanted to sell them?
Yun Qimu felt that this matter was a bit uncertain.
How could Mo Xie, a flower-crazy demon, agree to this?
Wu Xingyu, however, had an unfathomable look on his face as he said with certainty, "Yes, my uncle will definitely sell it."
Yun Qimu scratched his head, still skeptical about the matter, but decided to trust his partner. "Alright, then I'll leave this matter to you. But don't bring too much this first time. Firstly, things are valuable because they are rare, and secondly, not many people can afford to buy things in this shabby place like Exile Star."
Wu Xingyu, who had originally wanted to take a hundred or eighty pots, looked gloomy for a moment, and his voice became eighty degrees deeper. "I understand."
(End of this chapter)
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