I'm a villain, not a devil

Seven days is not a long time. As they look forward to an unknown new life, it seems to pass in the blink of an eye. It is not short either. After all, every minute and every second carries their imaginations of the future.

However, during this period of isolation, none of these people felt pain or torture. All they had in their hearts was a blazing desire for a new life and an irrepressible impatience.

The director of the Sand City Citizens Bureau was a tall, amiable middle-aged man who kept his word. After carefully collecting the information they filled out, he said with a hearty smile, "Congratulations, from now on, you are officially members of the Sand City."

Several people were stunned at first, then looked at each other excitedly, their eyes flashing with unconcealable light, and they all saw the uncontrollable joy in each other's eyes. Some people even trembled slightly with excitement, and their hands clenched unconsciously.

Just as everyone was immersed in joy, the director's expression suddenly became solemn. He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of awe, and continued:

"The City of Sand is a country that believes in God. Our church is called 'Three Saints', and we believe in the omniscient and omnipotent Holy Spirit. The great Lord has given us fertile soil so that we can thrive on this land; He has given us the light of wisdom so that we can continue to explore and progress; He has given us peace and tranquility so that our lives are full of happiness and hope. The Lord's grace is like the vast ocean, endless; the Lord's love is like the warm sunshine, shining on the earth. Under the protection of the Lord, we move forward with gratitude and dedicate ourselves."

At this moment, the room was very quiet. Only the supervisor's low and solemn voice echoed in the air. The breeze outside the window blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if they were also listening to this sacred declaration.

After saying a long paragraph of praising the Lord, the supervisor looked at the few people and said, "The Three Saints Church is divided into three parts. In the City of Sand, they are called the 'Scorching Sun Regiment', the 'Round Table Council' and the 'Galaxy Laboratory'. Every resident of the City of Sand is one of these three parts. Of course, this is not a one-way choice but a two-way choice. I believe you will understand it after reading the information."

"Now, you can go to the recruitment offices in the city to look for jobs. After you get paid, it will be the first time for you to worship. You have to choose the faction you want to join. Then the faction will assess you in some way. If you pass, you will join. If you fail..."

The supervisor smiled as the others watched nervously, "You can also temporarily become lay believers. After a year of work and worship, the Fiery Sun Corps will allow you to join."

It turns out that they didn’t want to send the person out... They all breathed a sigh of relief.

From the data, the description of the church in the City of Sand is quite straightforward. Among the three factions, the Sun Legion is relatively easy to join because they pay more attention to the courage and fighting spirit of their members; while the Galaxy Laboratory is the most difficult. Those guys who spend all day in the laboratory often only check the application form once a year. They have extremely high requirements for the wisdom and scientific research ability of their members.

As for the Round Table Council, it seems a bit mysterious. I heard that its assessment method will be carried out quietly in secret, and only people who are "in line with" them will be included, as if they have a unique set of evaluation criteria that are difficult for outsiders to understand.

Joining a faction was not urgent. After receiving the nameplates symbolizing their new identities, several outsiders headed towards the recruitment office in groups. Along the way, they excitedly discussed their future lives and were full of curiosity and expectations about this mysterious city.

In this lively crowd, the honest man Sean seemed a little lonely. He was introverted and not good at speaking. He always followed behind the crowd silently, and it seemed that no one wanted to team up with him. Sean did not force it. He had long been accustomed to being alone. He just quietly sorted out his clothes and started to move alone.

When the sky gradually darkened and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the streets and alleys of the Sand City, Sean came to the office that was about to close. He gently pushed open the door and said nervously, "Hello, I'm here to look for a job."

The staff was a young lady who was much warmer and kinder than expected. She took Sean's nameplate with a smile, checked it carefully, and then skillfully listed a lot of vacancies.

Perhaps noticing that Sean looked a little timid, she said considerately, "Don't worry, take your time to choose. The requirements for these positions are not high. Once you've made your choice, just bring the letter of introduction from the firm and go over for a trial job tomorrow."

"Okay, okay..."

It didn't take Sean long to choose his job.

"Mineral transportation..." The young lady was a little surprised when she saw the job chosen by the other party.

Compared to other jobs, this job is probably the hardest and most dangerous. The underground of the Sand City has its own mineral veins. After years of excavation, it is necessary to go deep underground to find new mineral veins. Excavation is difficult, and transportation is naturally not easy.

The City of Sand is very safe, but strange mutants appear underground. Those mutants all have strange shapes and do not look like creatures on this planet. Although there are always city defense troops patrolling, the work nearby is not undangerous.

In addition, mine-related work is the only opportunity for third-level citizens to legitimately enter the second-level area. The working areas of mines and excavation machines are both second-level areas.

From a newcomer's perspective, this job was not a safe one. However, after noticing Mr. Sean's work experience, the staff members understood.

I've done hard labor for outside caravans before, which was equally dangerous, so it's normal to choose a similar job. What's more, the salary for this job is indeed better.

After a few operations, she handed over the letter of introduction and said with a smile: "The map is attached. You can go directly there tomorrow and someone will take you for a trial job."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Sean said gratefully.

Seeing his appearance, the pretty young girl couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't be so polite, I wish you a happy work."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"thanks, thanks."

A while after Sean left, the office closed its doors at closing time and the staff returned to the locker room.

However, the lady who looked gentle and enthusiastic changed her face to a calm one and went straight to the second floor.

"I originally wanted to recommend the mining job to him, but he chose it himself." The lady said to Captain Keo.

Keao frowned slightly: "Mineral veins... what does he know... Tell the patrol to release a mutant tomorrow."

"Yes."