Internship Creator

What about taxes?Do you want to pay whichever side you want?Wouldn't that lead to vicious competition between the governments of both sides, lowering tax prices infinitely, or reaching an agreement between the two sides to raise taxes at the same time?

When he asked the question, he knew he was thinking too much.

The man said, "What is a tax?"

"Then what does the government do every day?" Pan Ting recalled that although he helped Shenshen Kingdom to establish a government and divided departments, he didn't tell them the government's functions. Now the government is probably just a sham.

"Organize us to hunt."

"Organize us to build a house."

"Organize us to pave the way."

Pan Ting said, "Would you like to bring your own dry food?"

The man nodded, "If you want to go, if you don't, then don't go."

Pan Ting said again: "What benefits does the government have?"

"If we agree, we have to donate part of the prey. The government will organize us to work after receiving enough prey. If it is not enough, it will be cancelled. Everyone will take back the prey."

Pan Ting was dumbfounded when he heard that, "Is this how this city, these streets, and these houses came about?"

The man said proudly: "I donated prey on the street in front. I was only 16 years old at that time."

Pan Ting said: "Are there more people from the Guangrong tribe in the list of donations?" He thought of the urine of the Gaowu tribe, and felt a little bit wrong for the Guangrong tribe.

The man looked at him strangely: "The population of the Guangrong clan is so small, how can there be more?"

After talking with him for a while, Pan Ting realized that the catastrophe 78 years ago united all ethnic groups and communicated with each other frequently, especially the Guangrong and Gaowu clans. There are very few purebred Guangrong and Gaowu clans. However, the Ice and Snow Clan still maintained their aloofness. After the catastrophe, only one-third of the people joined the Kingdom of God, and the remaining two-thirds established the Kingdom of God to the north of the Kingdom of God.

Pan Ting said, "Can you take me to the East and West governments?"

The man said: "I'm rushing to see my lover give birth."

Pan Ting was surprised: "Has the marriage system been established?"

"Marriage? What's that?"

"You just said your lover, what kind of relationship do you have?"

"Why don't you know anything?" The man looked at him with probing and examining eyes, "This is common sense, but you don't know anything. It really makes people suspect that you are from the Kingdom of God, even though your It doesn't look like that at all."

"What about the people from the Kingdom of God?"

The man changed his face: "I must report you!"

It was only then that Pan Ting knew that the relationship between the Kingdom of God and the Kingdom of God was in dire straits.It took him a lot of talk to convince the other party that he was not a spy sent by Shendi Kingdom, but a descendant of the Gaowu and Guangrong tribes who were separated during the catastrophe.

The other party said: "It is not suitable for a woman to go out to hunt during pregnancy, so it is stipulated that we who have been married to her will take turns sending prey to her until the end of lactation."

"Does the child grow up with the mother?"

"Yes." The man said, "She is very good at making clothes and will raise the child well."

Pan Ting silently restrained his male chauvinism, "Sorry to bother you for so long, take me to see your child."

The man's lover lived in a khaki-painted stone house two streets away from the central square, and three men were already waiting there before him.Their expressions were very anxious, and the cries of the pregnant women in the house were intermittent, which seemed powerless.

The man asked anxiously, "Isn't it born yet?"

"It seems to be difficult." A man squatted by the wall, holding his head.

"Let me go in and take a look." Pan Ting raised one foot and walked forward, but was immediately stopped.

Several men joined hands to stand in front of him, with fierce eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Pan Ting said, "Maybe I can help."

The man who brought him here remembered that he was a survivor after the catastrophe, and he didn't know much about the current rules of the Shenshen Kingdom, so he explained: "Men are not allowed to enter the delivery room, and they will scare the child back in the woman's stomach."

Where is this from?

Pan Ting glanced in, just in time to see a midwife walking over with a basin, and couldn't help touching his face.In terms of beauty, the one inside is more likely to be scary, right?

Seeing that the voice inside was getting weaker and weaker, Pan Ting said in a deep voice, "I am Shenshen."

The others looked at him blankly.

"Shen Shen Guo, Shen Shen." Pan Ting pointed to himself.

The others froze for a moment, then became angry. The person leaning against the wall suddenly stood up and pushed him hard: "Go away, liar!"

Pan Ting took two steps back unexpectedly and was stopped by a hand.

Sal supported his waist, looking coldly at the grim-faced fathers.

I have to say that the effect was very good, and those fathers were terrified when they saw him.The person leading the way exclaimed: "People from the Kingdom of God! How did you get in?"

Pan Ting took the opportunity to rush in, but before the opponent reached out to stop him, his waist was clamped.

"Hahaha..." Pan Ting laughed twice as if he had been hit by a laughing hole, and slapped his hands away, "What do you want to do?"

Sar said: "They don't welcome you. You are meddling in your own business."

Pan Ting said: "Every life is precious!"

Sal said: "They were born doomed to die."

"A tragic ending does not mean that the process is not exciting!"

Seeing Pan Ting's tough eyes, Sal slowly let go of his hand.Pan Ting teleported into the room, and shouted a second before the men rushed in: "You will scare the children when you come in!"

"Boom!"

Behind him, the midwife picked up a basin filled with water and threw it on his head.

This is the tallest building in the city, with a modern five-storey height. Looking down from above, you can only see one-seventh or eighth of the city.The densely packed buildings began to show the scale of a metropolis.

Really different from before.

Pan Ting sat on the ground, holding his knees with his hands, and looked straight ahead, as if he was staring at something, but he seemed to see nothing.

Sal stood behind him.

He was also watching, but frowning.

Pan Ting looked back at him suddenly, dissatisfied with his existence: "Don't you want to say something?"

"Say what?" Sal said flatly.

"Didn't you follow me all the time to laugh at me? The self-proclaimed great creator worked hard to practice healing, and was knocked unconscious by a broken wooden basin at a critical moment. No one could save him."

Sa Er said: "You have already laughed at yourself."

Pan Ting kicked the wooden fence angrily.

Sa Erdao: "If it wasn't for me, you would have been beaten long ago."

Pan Ting said, "Don't expect me to say thank you."

"You're welcome."

"..." Pan Ting wiped his face and stood up, "The Guangrong tribe is not like this. They are generous and kind. They even helped count the money when they were sold. Remember? The Gaowu tribe burned their house, and they didn't even lose their temper." Yes. It must be the result of intermarriage with the Gaowu clan! Oh, they don’t call it intermarriage.” He said, kicking the wooden fence a few more times.

Sa Erdao: "At least it won't be sold to help count the money."

"..."

Pan Ting dusted off his clothes, "It's almost time, people from the government should go to work, let's go."

Sal raised his eyebrows.

Pan Ting didn't realize that he had made an invitation unintentionally, and trotted all the way into the so-called government building.The government building is only two stories high, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The wooden pillars supporting the house are extremely thick and tied with many straw ropes.The receptionist was an ordinary-looking man, with both the characteristics of the Gaowu clan and the characteristics of the Guangrong clan. Seeing that Pan Ting came in empty-handed, he frowned and quickly put on a smile: "Do you want to join the Falcon Group? No Hand in the prey now, and you can hand it in after hunting the prey with the falcon group."

Pan Ting said: "Who is your leader?"

The man said: "Master Big Maizi doesn't meet people easily, unless you turn in more than one hundred catties of prey."

"Big wheat?" Pan Ting was taken aback, then asked in surprise, "Is that the big wheat I thought of?"

"Then how do I know."

The two argued for a while, but no one would give in.Due to the consequences of his self-identification last time, Pan Ting did not dare to say that he is a god, and he was in a stalemate. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he turned around and ran. When he saw Sa'er standing at the door, he was stunned for a while. , subconsciously pulled him up and said, "Find a hidden place and return to the space, let's go."

Back in the space, Pan Ting rummaged for a long time before he found the wooden stick that the old chief gave him. At that time, he only kept it as a souvenir for his nephew, but he didn't expect that it could be used as an ID card one day.

Seeing that Pan Ting came in in a hurry, and then went out in a hurry, Zaozi quickly grabbed Sa'er who was following him unhurriedly: "What is he doing?"

Sa'er's lips moved, wanting to say the dying struggle, but when the words came to his lips, his heart moved, but he held back, pulled away Zuozi's hand, and still followed.

Excitedly, Pan Ting raised the wooden stick in front of the government receptionist.

The man sneered, and said solemnly: "We only collect prey."

"You don't know?" Pan Ting felt the malice of the world.Is he the only one who thinks that this thing can command the world like the Yitian Sword and Dragon Saber?

The man began to think that there was something wrong with his mind.

"I am Shenshen." Pan Ting said self-destructively.

The man jumped up and stared at him for a long time before saying, "Come with me."

"Hey?"

Pan Ting watched the man suddenly become respectful, and vaguely found the treatment he had received dozens of days ago.He took two steps and looked behind him, only to see a cluster of flaming red faintly flashing by the wall.As if sensing his gaze, Sal revealed half of his body.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Pan Ting felt a little weird. He clearly believed in his heart that Zaozi, the Glorious Clan and himself were the same, and Sal was the absolute opposite. Why did he feel so natural when he saw him standing at the door waiting for him?

"This way, please." Seeing that he was standing still, the man urged him softly.

Pan Ting shook his head, drove the weird thoughts out of his mind, and strode upstairs.