Chapter 471: Temporary Residence Permit and Guard (3/3)

  Chapter 471 Temporary Residence Permit and Guard (33)

   "Mayor, here we come!"

  After opening the door, there was only a young man in the uniform of the guard. He looked flustered and left immediately after saying this, obviously not wanting to reveal that he had notified the town in advance.

  Recently it is time for review, so the townspeople are so sensitive to Ian's arrival.

  The mayor was surprised for a moment, then his expression immediately became firm, and he quickly ran upstairs to his house.

   Not long after, some abrupt bells rang from above the mayor's house and spread throughout the town.

  Ian also frowned, and he stood up.

   "What's the matter, Aunt Julia?"

  He was a little flustered when he looked sideways, but finally regained his composure. It was just a fat lady with a worried face, and said in a serious tone, "Is the guard who checked the temporary residence permit here?"

   "Alas, yeah..."

The red-haired Auntie Chimin lowered her head sadly, and her hand holding the plate drooped: "Our family is fine, and the master took us to apply for a temporary residence permit, but there are many people in the town None of that money…”

"It takes more than ten days to apply for a temporary residence permit, and from time to time, you have to go through the political review. How can ordinary people do this once every six months... To be honest, if the master didn't give us jobs in the town, most of them would not even be eligible for a temporary residence permit. No!"

   "I don't know which ones will be taken away this time..."

  Ian asked a few more questions, and after getting a hesitant answer from the aunt, he finally figured it out.

  It turns out that Gal Town, which is the mainstay of the economy, does not need so many townspeople for production and life.

  As Ian speculated, when there are large-scale alchemy machinery that is almost armored for farming, only four or five hundred people at most can complete all the work in the village.

   This is also within the normal range, the number of townspeople who are allowed to hold a 'permanent residence permit'.

  The extra ones are all temporary residence permits, and if you don’t have a job, you won’t be eligible to apply for a temporary residence permit.

This is what happens to the 'liberated population' after the great development of agriculture - if there are factories or other jobs that can absorb them, it's okay, if there is no... a sudden increase in productivity and technology, just let them live for a while In time, he became an 'unneeded person'.

  Currently, the Setar Empire has not made any serious plans for this kind of people...or in other words, it has planned, but the execution is not good.

Yemer Gal, the founder and mayor of this town, really couldn't bear to see the villages and towns he had built with his own hands, being ruined by the system of temporary residence permits, and the old guys were displaced, and only four or five were left in the end. One hundred lucky...

  So he forcibly expanded many jobs, such as 'rice picker', 'wheat sorter', 'windmill supervisor' and so on.

  Although it sounds outrageous, at least everyone has a job.

There are quite a few towns that adopt similar methods. The imperial guards who are in charge of reviewing this aspect have always ignored it. After all, it is not profitable to check this. There are more people with money.

  Of course, the twice-yearly review must be done, otherwise, these people will not have the sense of urgency and motivation to update the certificate.

   "Forgive me, Lord Knight, we may not be able to continue entertaining you."

   thump thump thump, the old mayor walked down the stairs, his complexion was also very ugly, and there was a hint of implicated resentment in the expression he looked at Ian.

  The knights of the empire, in his eyes, belonged to the same breed.

   The boy didn't care about this, but stood up, ready to go out to see the situation.

  But before going out, there was another hasty knock on the door.

  Aunt Julia trembled a bit, but she thought that she had a temporary residence permit, so she summoned up the courage to open the door.

  The people who came were several families. Ian took a glance and found a family with a child, the one who was playing next to the town at the beginning, saw him and immediately went to warn the townspeople.

  The representative of this group was a dark-skinned farmer, who entered the door and begged the mayor with a look of despair.

   At the beginning, the mayor was still pale, but after all he was a man with a hard mouth on the surface, but actually a very soft heart, so after a long sigh, he still opened the door and let the group of people in to avoid the guards.

   "Julia, take them to the basement and hide behind the haystacks... Well, that's the only place to hide."

  He called the cook: "Also, let the slacker Norn and the stinky boy Al come back, let's pretend... Hey, master knight, you?"

   While the mayor was directing, Ian, who he thought had left just now, came to the door of the mayor's mansion.

  Ian saw that a team of twenty-five people in armor was slowly approaching the village.

  The Imperial City Guard, the full name of the "Emperor Capital Border Defense Guard", is a department established during the Flame Land War. Its main responsibility is to prevent the entry of "unsafe elements" on the border between the Imperial Capital and other areas.

  Later, responsibilities were gradually transferred to internal security preparations, but in general, the main functions did not deviate from their own names.

The armor of the guard team was not equipped with heavy weapons and machine guns, but was only equipped with ordinary restraint net launchers and equipment similar to electric shock devices. After they entered the town, they began to send people from house to house to search and check temporary residence permit.

   Less than half of the people in Gal Town have temporary residence permits, and about 500 people have permanent residence permits. The rest either have not applied for it, or it has expired.

  Generally speaking, each family will have one to do it, and they can come out to deal with it at this time-the guard also knows that it will not make money to push people into a hurry, so the requirements are not strict.

  The team checked in turn, and the speed was very fast, and Ian, who was standing at the door of the mayor's house without a helmet, was particularly conspicuous and attracted attention.

  But the security guard in charge of the inspection bypassed him silently and tacitly—bypassing the entire building area.

  Although they don't know who Ian is or what his strength is, such a young Ascendant who can wear this kind of armor is definitely not something they can provoke.

  Especially in the vicinity of the imperial capital, unless you are absolutely sure that the other party is an ordinary person, otherwise, it is best to be cautious.

The townspeople hid, but they were always found, and no one at home had a temporary residence permit. The crying figures were driven out of their homes by members of the guard wearing uniform armor, and gathered behind the armor, with their hands locked. .

   Later, they will be sent to the repatriation area and sent away from the surrounding area of ​​the imperial capital.

   "Captain, I saw a group of people enter the old man's house..."

  In the guard, a member squinted his eyes and looked behind Ian at the mayor standing behind the door. He whispered, "That obviously doesn't have a temporary residence permit..."

   "Shut up, idiot, do you think I can't see?"

  The captain who was the leader raised his hand, motioning for everyone to stop the inspection.

  He raised his brows and carefully observed Ian's appearance, armor, and the inconspicuous eye of the sun badge on the armor, and then responded to the news he received from his superiors, his heart tightened suddenly.

   "Don't keep thinking about earning such a small amount of money. Is there a future?" After reprimanding the team members, he walked forward alone.

  The captain stood in front of Ian, and earnestly gave a military salute from a subordinate to the officer: "Report to the officer, Fasha Cairns, Captain of the 21st Brigade of the Imperial Guard Search Brigade!"

   "The next action, please instruct!"

  (end of this chapter)