Reborn as a Supervisor

Three years have passed since it was expelled from the city, and the library has never stopped developing and growing.

A new city was built in the suburbs. Although its population is not as large as that of the city, it is much safer than the city.

Even the inhabitants of the "nest" were at risk of being massacred, and that would never happen here.

Those who can come here are either those who voluntarily leave the city or those who are driven out of the city.

Living in the suburbs for a while, coming here alive is a reflection of one's own strength, and there are many unruly guys.

If they want to cause trouble here, if they are lucky they will be dealt with by the people from the "firm", but if they are unlucky and are discovered by the employees, then they can only accept their condolences.

Therefore, this place once became "the safest place in the suburbs", and many people came here and stayed.

The leader has very strict control over leaving the city, but even so it cannot stop people's yearning for freedom. More and more people "escape" from prison, and in the end even the leader is too lazy to care.

(In terms of geography, this means that “de-urbanization is serious”, with a large number of people moving from “cities” to “rural areas”)

For this purpose, Chen Fan established a second "settlement" in the snowfield. There is no need to go into details.

Too many or too few people would be a headache. Chen Fan was not the only one who had a headache. The leaders would also be worried about the talent problem...

For some reason, the urban population has decreased drastically, there is a serious shortage of talent and personnel, and some companies are facing serious talent shortage problems.

Originally, the thing that cities lacked the least was people, but now no one knows where all the people have gone, and even the "rats" in the back alleys are nowhere to be seen.

It's the same in all the back alleys, where houses are half empty, shops are closed, life is in tatters, and market liquidity is scarce.

Even the "scavengers" starved to death one after another, and now the people who still live in the back alleys are these (thumbs-up)

Although the residents in the "nest" do not have to worry about food and drink, who would not feel uncomfortable seeing the ever-increasing food prices?

(A loaf of bread costs five hundred thousand eyes. There is a noise coming from the pub next door. Do you have any clues?)

Without the food provided by the cheap slaughterhouse in the back alley, they can only consume it in the "nest".

Some people can still tolerate the prices here by gritting their teeth, a small number directly find a rope to solve the problem, and an even smaller number find someone who can use a rope to solve the problem... Don't miss the free hanging meat.

The "nest" was in a mess and it didn't look like what it should be like. The back alley was just like this before.

Neighborhood conflicts are getting more and more serious. If the association's closers want to mediate, they have to look at the faces of these "nobles". In the end, the ones who suffer the most are often the closers who maintain order.

Being a closer is a "high-risk job" with high risks and high returns. No one is willing to do this kind of low-level commission, and they have no obligation to provide emotional value to the "nobles".

The association's top management did not coordinate, and the people who were finishing the work were buzzing among themselves, and many of them resigned.

Small associations will be disbanded directly, while large associations can still barely survive due to their large number of members, but they are also on the verge of half dying and half leaving, and will be disbanded soon.

"Has the association received any new commissions recently?"

"It's still those random commissions... Who should go this time?"

"Haven't you invited any new people yet?"

"There are no new people at this time. The previous batch has all died, and there is no one to be found now."

"Our firm will be disbanded sooner or later if this continues..."

The two finishers sighed together for a long time, and finally decided to handle the commission themselves.

"Have you heard that all the major associations are recruiting people recently? Should we try our luck?"

"You're still thinking about being the one who finishes things off at this time! Have you forgotten that the Second Association was disbanded a while ago?"

"Didn't the Four Associations disband?"

"That happened so long ago, how can they still call it disbanding? They are clearly all dead!"

"What a pity. I heard that the Sixth Association offers good treatment. Why not give it a try?"

"You! Since that incident, the Sixth Association has completely changed its personnel in Section One and Section Two. The new section chief died within a few days, and now it's a mess."

"I see. So how do you know so many things?"

"Don't mention it. I was the direct person in charge of the Seventh Association. The association laid off a lot of people a while ago and my performance was not up to standard. Now I can only make a living by buying and selling intelligence..."

At this point, both of them fell silent. There really is no future for the job of a closer.

"By the way, brother, have you ever considered going to the snowfield? I heard there is a large unofficial organization there, and you can get paid as long as you complete the daily workload."

"Yes, one of my colleagues went there, and it was true that they paid him daily..."

"Then what are you waiting for? We can go too!"

Seeing his companions' excitement, he didn't have the heart to burst their beautiful fantasy, but the experience he had accumulated over the years told him that some things had to be made clear.

"But, to tell you the truth, you will be strictly examined before joining them, and all your past deeds will be dug up."

"I have done a few business deals privately, I am afraid..."

"What's there to be afraid of? Just go first and see! How can you know if it works if you don't try?"

"You...are really imaginative."

……

Although they said no, their bodies were actually very honest. As they did not have enough money to buy regular tickets for the W train, it took them several days to reach the snowfield.

This place is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the environment is as harsh as that in the suburbs, except that there are fewer monsters and more "man-made disasters".

The location of the new city is very obvious. Ordinary people can get here in half a day's walk. It is not a problem for them who have undergone body strengthening surgery.

The waiting time in line was not long and the review process was also quick, so soon two people were in line.

"Name, age, occupation..."

"You have been selling intelligence privately and betraying the interests of the firm many times. Is this what you did?"

The old closer was still trying to argue and delay, but was eventually told that he had passed and could enter.

Since the other person had just joined the job of closer, he passed the review easily.

"You've been running scams in back alleys, loan sharking... before."

"You've sold spoiled food in a back alley...before."

"You... catch this guy! He's selling addictive drugs for profit, just take him away!"

The incident happened so suddenly that the "drug dealer" was kidnapped on the spot and he couldn't understand why.

The drug manufacturer was allowed to go ahead, but why is it that the drug seller is allowed to go ahead? The loan sharks were not arrested, but the gamblers were arrested?

Half of his head was now full of question marks, because the other half had fallen to the ground.

"I'm sorry, comrades, for letting you see such a bloody scene."

"It's okay... What did you call us just now?"

"Comrade, since you have joined us, we will be comrades from now on!"

"Comrade, welcome to Baidi City!"