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Chapter 352 Employers

There was obviously no one at the front desk of the hotel, but everyone heard a rude voice inexplicably: "I paid my taxes on time! This is a benefit provided by the shelter to our merchants! You have nothing to complain about."

"If it were like the SS Hotel on the commercial street, and all the garbage was automatically recycled, then you inspectors would also be unemployed."

"Thank me XXX, I am the guarantee of your food."

The hotel owner pushed him back without hesitation, which made the patrolman feel even worse.

Cursing, he raised the ray gun in his hand and pointed it at the group of creatures without obvious consciousness... and stabbed them, and a beam of light net wrapped up these people and their luggage.

Brush, in the next second, such a huge body and number shrank to the size that the underground passage entrance could accommodate.

With the force of the inspector, the main culprits of the chaos on the streets disappeared.

He looked at the faces of the new members who were either scared or intimidated with some satisfaction, blew out the smoke coming from the muzzle of the ray gun, put the gun away, and the whole person sank into the ground with the machine.

Brushing and pulling, the floor tiles popped out again, filling the potholes in the street back to their original state.

The few uninjured races stared blankly at the floor tile for a moment, and then quickly climbed up from the ground as if they were being chased by something terrifying, and hurriedly took their luggage with them without looking back.

and ran away.

It turns out that this is how the occupancy rate and relatively cheap prices of small hotels come about.

Mai Fan turned his head and stood up from the chair.

He walked to the empty front desk without fear at all, and once again focused his eyes on the higher sight point.

Sure enough, behind the front desk there was an instrument the size of a makeup box.

Behind the instrument sits a little walnut man.

This is not an adjective, but a real descriptor.

The boss here turns out to be a creature that looks like a walnut kernel. His legs and feet are thin and have crooked peach kernel patterns.

The hotel owner who realized that he was being watched raised his head angrily: "What are you looking at! It's time! Is my lobby a place for you to rest?"

"You poor guys from low-level planets! You are only worthy of working as a coolie in a place where you just deal with dirty work!"

"How dare you criticize me for the poor facilities here? For you stinky coolies, just having a shelter from the wind and rain is a blessing!"

"Go, go, go! Get out of here if you don't want to stay! When you get the general currency, show up in front of me again."

"I'll give you ten seconds, if you don't get out! Hum hum..."

Mai Fan's hands were really itchy, and he was wondering what it would feel like if he picked up the boss and crossed his arms.

Why can't the tavern be used? Take out the walnuts that his grandfather used to use. Maybe the three of them can play Landlords or something.

However, others were not as bold as Mai Fan. Doctor Wen pulled Mai Fan behind him and reminded him to quickly follow the team and start fighting for survival on the first day.

When a group of people came out of the hotel, Mai Fan looked directly at the captain: "What are we going to do next?"

He's not the captain, so he doesn't worry about it.

Captain Lin probably made some preparations last night and told everyone his decision: "Let's go to the units that are recruiting workers first."

"If there is no suitable job, we will go to the mission hall."

For Chinese people, stability is the priority. On the first day here, a conservative approach is the safest.

Everyone had no objection to this, and the group of people walked to several recruitment points according to the directions on the map.

Only after they got here did they realize that they seemed to be thinking too much.

The types of recruitment here are also divided into two broad categories.

One is the official employee of the shelter itself, who works within the official organization of the shelter.

For example, the inspectors, monitors, law enforcement officers, and managers at mid- to high-level and above are all the shelter's own personnel.

Since it is purely official, the recruitment requirements are still very high.

Just like the sanitation inspector they just saw.

The monthly salary is 120 general coins. There is no day off throughout the month. No bonus.

It requires intelligence, agility, strength, and extremely high pressure resistance.

Minimum race requirement: C level or above.

Based on Mai Fan's simple understanding of the universe, the groups that failed to pass the demonstration evaluation were uniformly classified as Level F.

Unless during the display process, the F-level race shows a higher level of racial rarity and is confirmed by the votes of the majority of higher-level races, their level will rise accordingly.

So now they are not qualified even to sweep the streets in this shelter.

According to this level, they looked at each one one by one, purely official recruitment, and as of now, none of them were qualified.

Then there is only the second category left in the labor market where you can try your luck.

That is the recruitment of private business owners who run their own industries in this refuge.

The conditions for recruiting people were suddenly relaxed, and the types of career options available were inexplicably expanded a lot.

Special room service: Danger level C, Ability level: E, Requirements: Mild temper, strong ability to resist beatings, able to stand firm against the beating and scolding of guests, what the guests say is right, and have the courage to bear the anger of the guests

.

What the hell kind of service is this?

Mai Fan took a look at the rhetoric... Oh, I understand, it's the same type of job as that M or something S.

It's just that the service items here are grand...the integration of multi-cultures and races...it's really exciting.

and this……

Ingredients Hunter: Provide various local specialties for XXX restaurant. Recruitment level requirements: None

Wage settlement method: Material settlement Wage amount: Evaluated based on the value of the food.

Something like this is what is called a part-time job.

So after looking around, I found that several people couldn't find a job that they could do.

In other words, most of these new ethnic groups are currently unable to find jobs in this market.

Because first of all, they have no racial level assessment, and another point, if they really have the ability to go outside the shelter, then why don't they go to the safer and guaranteed trading hall to accept the task, but insist on coming here to just watch

Is it a good idea for businesses to try their luck in the labor market?

There are not a few loopholes here.

So, it doesn't work here.

Captain Lin said to his teammates behind him: "Why don't you go to the mission hall and have a look? Maybe there is a job that requires a lot of manpower and is safer at the same time?"

"If you go early, maybe you can catch it by chance."


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