Chapter 120
After the city government finished registering everyone, they instructed the crowd to return home. Gradually, the people began to disperse.
Clayton, however, didn’t rush to leave. He lingered for a while, hoping to find a higher-ranking officer to negotiate with.
Unfortunately, all the officers looked extremely busy, and Clayton didn’t get the chance to speak to any of them. Even if they hadn’t been so occupied, it probably still wasn’t the right time to approach them.
After all, Clayton wasn’t the only clever one—many others were waiting too, occasionally casting hopeful glances at the officers.
Seeing there was nothing more he could do, Clayton returned home, feeling utterly powerless.
When he arrived, he saw a group of people gossiping animatedly. Even from a distance, Clayton could already guess what they were talking about. Uninterested, he went straight inside.
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A few days later, a group of city officials arrived in the farming district carrying several scrolls of announcements. As soon as they were spotted, the residents rushed over and swarmed the officers. But one of the officials—looking completely indifferent—quickly shooed them away.
"Alright, back off! I’ve got a job to finish, and there are still plenty of other places I have to go!"
The crowd clearly didn’t appreciate his tone, but they held back, unwilling to risk offending a government official.
Once the officer finished posting the scrolls, he left the area. The moment he was gone, the crowd surged forward again, cramming around the bulletin board with renewed excitement. The situation quickly devolved into chaos as people shoved and jostled each other for a better look.