บท 51: A Trip to the Public Food Market

Main Mission Hall, East Side of the Outer District

On the reception desk, Gong Panli was waiting for the staff for an update on the recruitment post on the bulletin board since last week, a little hopeful.

The lady behind the monitor punched a bunch of commands on the keyboard, searching for the particular mission Gong Panli was referring to.

After a while, she found it, and the corners of her lips drooped down.

"I'm sorry, Sir Gong. None of the mercenaries applied." The lady delivered the unfortunate news.

"Even when I told you to raise the compensation by another 50%?"

"Yes. No one came forth." The lady nodded solemnly.

Gong Panli's hope was shattered.

Since suggesting the mandatory tax policy and establishing the benefits for the elderly and orphaned children, some people with abilities have been dissatisfied and have been keeping an eye on him.