Apocalyptic Resource Tycoon

If you want to pay taxes, you have to share the money in your pocket??

I asked, he had to pay 60% of the tax. Robbery??

How the hell is worse than before he returned to the end times, they are real bandits!

I quickly took back all the money in my pocket...

If you have money, you have money, but being rich does not mean you can be robbed by others at will!

After waiting in line for an hour, he finally arrived at Liu Feifan, and he was even more surprised to find that he didn't charge bills at all.

The 100 gold I left in my pocket wanted to pretend to be familiar with the metal storm. No one saw it. On the contrary, he was attracted by the half-pack of soft China in Liu Feifei's pocket.

"Soft China??"

Liu Feifan had nothing, just half a pack of cigarettes. The soldier defending the city quickly turned to look for their team leader. After a while, the team leader came over in surprise and looked up and down Liu Feifan, "Do you have a soft China?"

Nodding blankly, Liu Feifan looked at him and said, "Yes, there is only half of the bag left, why? You don't allow cigarettes to enter the city?"

Thinking that they have "Partner" brand cigarettes, they are probably the same as cars. They produce them in the city, so they are not allowed to bring them in.

That's not right, then they are not allowed to bring Moutai in the city?

"Let's let..." The team leader hesitated to look at the half-pack of Soft Zhonghua in Liu Feihua's hand. "But you are a high-end luxury item, we have to collect taxes."

Behind him, a soldier asked: "But boss, how do we price his half pack of cigarettes?"

Soft China really has no way to set a price, because there is no sale in the city lord mansion.

"Then let's smoke 60% according to the amount of cigarettes left in his cigarette pack and hand it in..."

The team leader pecked and came to such a conclusion. Liu Feifan felt amused. He looked at the ten or so cigarettes in the cigarette case, took out one and lit it, and threw the remaining half a pack of cigarettes directly to the team leader. "No need 60%. It’s all taxable."

Liu Feifan felt funny, and let him go. He walked along the 50-meter-wide iron bridge, following the crowd of refugees.

On this bridge, there is no distinction between refugees and local residents. After crossing the bridge, enter the position of the fifth layer of the metal storm wall and undergo another inspection.

This time I check my ID...

Local residents can enter the city directly with a small notebook. Refugees do not have ID cards and need to queue up here.

There was another lineup. In 30 minutes, Liu Feifei had found another box of cigarettes in the space, smoking one by one...

Finally, when he arrived at Liu Feifan, he casually threw the remaining half of Soft China on the ground, and someone immediately picked it up behind him, and took a few sips with half of the cigarette.

Looking back, Liu Feifei shook his head slightly, and walked to the table where he applied for his ID card. A middle-aged man, without looking up, pointed directly to the sign next to it, which read: Apply for a local account in Metal Storm City, ID card, you need to pay 10 gold, or a super fire crystal, if you have no money, go to the northwest corner and stand...

There is also an arrow on the sign, pointing to the northwest corner.

Liu Feifan raised his head and glanced. There were already a lot of people standing there, and a soldier was coming over, shouting to take them into the city, not knowing what he was doing.

It is estimated that it should rely on labor to make money.

Liu Feifan handed the man a 100-gold note, and the person in charge of the registration looked up, "What is it called? Where did you come from."

"Fair Liu, Spring City."

To be honest, this time I feel that there is no need to use a false name, and no one knows myself anyway.

The man quickly wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and there was a sealed plastic machine next to it. It stuck and threw Liu Feifan's ID card to the ground, "Next!"

"Pick it up for Lao Tzu!"

Liu Feifan took the 90 gold he had just recovered and stared at the top of his head bowed.

"Hey! Who do you talk to?"

The man raised his head again and slapped the table to stand up. He was only a one-time awakened person, but he dared to slap the table with Liu Feifan and stared, completely relying on it. He was a staff member of the City Lord’s Mansion. "Are you trying to make trouble?"

"What's the matter with Laozi?"

Two fingers held the 90 gold banknotes that he had just retrieved, and Liu Feihua shook in front of the man's eyes. "I want to find someone to help me pick up this ID card with the 90 gold now?"

When I just patted the table, many people looked over...

90 gold, bending over to pick up an ID card??This is crazy!

Is he a refugee??

Does he not know the concept of 90 gold?90 gold can find 90 princesses!

As the registrar of the city gate, his monthly salary is only 90 gold plus 10 gold full attendance!

"This is what you said!"

The registrar's eyes were wide-eyed, and he bent over to pick it up. Liu Feihua waved his hand suddenly, "I didn't say let you pick it up. What hand did you stretch out?"

As he said, he casually pointed to a soldier who had just rushed over. The man had already pulled out his gun, and was stunned. Liu Feifei pointed at him, "Now 90 gold, help me pick up this ID card, are you willing? "

"Yes! Of course I do!"

The soldier quickly collected his gun and put on a smiley face. Today, I was really out of luck, and I met a big local tyrant!

"Eh! I said you shit..."

The registrar's face was green, and he wanted to grab the collar of Liu Feifan's clothes, the soldier straightened his face and slapped his hands away, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear that you don't need to pick it up?"

"But he..." The registrar was not angry.

"But what is it? Even if someone is a refugee, which law did they commit? You raise your hand to beat someone, I think you don't want to do it!"

The registrar was speechless. The soldier smiled and stooped to pick up Liu Feifan’s ID card, blew gently, and flicked the dust on it, put on a smiley face, and said with his ID card in both hands: "My lord, this It’s your ID card."

"Thank you then."

Liu Feifan took the ID card and handed the 90 gold to the soldier. The soldier nodded and bowed again: "Hey! Thank you, Lord!"

It is not completely unreasonable that he is called Liu Feifan "adult". He is a one-time awakened person, and he is a noble three-time awakener.

Tell the adults not to make mistakes.

And now that they have an ID card, they are no longer refugees, and it is even more correct to call them an adult.

See you really paid for it!At this time, the registrar's intestines are almost regretful. I knew that when I just got up, I should apologize to others, even if I smoke my own mouth, is this life my own?

Finally, looking at the registrar with a sneer, Liu Feifan stepped into this magnificent building for the first time under the guidance of the soldier's bow and bow...