When they arrived they saw two middle-aged men—one caucasian and one copper-skinned—glaring at each other with red eyes.
"Why are you so rude?"
"Why are YOU so rude?"
"I didn't do anything!" The dark-skinned man said, frowned, and looked around. "I was just buying things from this stall, and he suddenly scoffed at me and mumbled rude things."
"You were laughing first! I worked hard for this!" The caucasian said, raising his voice, and the dark-skinned man looked at him indignantly.
"What? I didn't laugh—"
"You saw my items and you laughed at it!" the stall owner, the blonde man in his late 40s, yelled. "I didn't force you to buy it!"
The dark-skinned man frowned, but his fist clenched, thinking there was no explaining to this guy. The fact that he was on the receiving end of nagging-with-saliva splatter was making him red in annoyance.
Maybe he should just punch him in the face????
However, he had just clenched his fist and was about to raise his arm when a new person suddenly appeared between them.
He was a bit tall with tanned skin. He had an average face, but his stature was authoritative.
"Excuse me," Jun said with a neutral smile. "I know it's not my place to intervene, but from what I've been hearing there seems to be a misunderstanding."
"Who are you?" They spat, glaring at him simultaneously. Any other would have been intimidated, but Jun remained unfazed.
"My name is Jun. I'm new here… I also worked in the legislative sector back in Terran." He said, "I may be able to give an outsider's perspective.
His brown eyes landed on the clenched fist. "There's no need to go physical with this argument. Please remember that fighting isn't allowed in the territory. We don't want to be blacklisted, right?"
This made the two men pause, shoulders slumping a little.
"May I know what happened?" He said, standing straight, looking even taller.
Although he was prying, his stance was firm and poised, and unconsciously the two men saw him as an authoritative figure.
"He laughed at my craft."
"I didn't! I swear. I even admired it a bit! It's just that I remembered some things…"
Jun smiled. "It seemed that there really was a misunderstanding."
The angry man flushed a bit, not just of embarrassment but also of some memories.
"I'm sorry, it's just that my daughter—" the blonde man paused. "It's my daughter's technique. My daughter taught me this."
The other man's stance softened and just patted the other man's shoulder. "I also have a daughter, but I don't know where she is now." he said, "The memory I remembered…
"My reaction wasn't a sneer… I remembered my daughter was also fond of this… it was a generational thing, I suppose."
The other man couldn't help but smile a little, "The things they get obsessed by at that age…"
And the two actually started talking about the habits of their daughters' generation. There was even a bit of laughter at the end.
And the conflict was over, just like that.
As the couple walked home, he noticed his wife had been silent the whole time, but also giving him furtive glances here and there.
Jun raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"I'm thinking… maybe we could recommend a legal team?" His wife asked him, "The guard had said the system was open for suggestions. It may even award contribution points if it was worth it."
Jun was taken aback, but was also very interested. "That… might work."
Joanna smiled and proudly lifted her head. "I'm looking for a job with Gaea Restaurant. Mr. Harold said I was a good cook and have a lot of potential. I'm already on the final interview!"
Jun was surprised. He didn't know this. "Wow! Congratulations!" he said, grabbing his wife's hand with pride.
"Me too, me too!" His ten-year-old daughter raised her hand. "I made 20 whole copper coins yesterday!" She said, the little girl could fit anywhere and could get a lot of resources within the territory to sell.
The couple looked at each other and laughed.
…
The family went home and his wife began preparing dinner, while he drafted his proposal in the room.
He concentrated and did his best to think of all the issues and concerns that could occur, and he only realized the time when his wife had called him for lunch.
He spent a few more hours after the meal before he finally finished.
He finished just before dinner was done.
"Let's talk about it after dinner," Joana said, patting his shoulders, expressing good luck.
He smiled and embraced his wife, feeling extremely lucky to have her in his life.
Gathering courage, he headed to the Village Center to submit his advice to the territory to open a legal team.
But… before he even left for the village center, a ding rang inside his head.
[Altera Village System determined you are eligible for the job of 'Officer for Internal Affairs
Job Description:
1. Organize the settlement of newcomers
2. Recommend jobs and job placements
3. Research citizen needs and solutions
4. Assist the elder of diplomacy with internal relations
5. Make detailed daily reports of accomplishments and send to the Village Center
Wage: 300 copper/day, free residency
50 contribution/day
Do you accept?
YES | NO]
"What is it?" Joana asked, puzzled, looking at her husband who was staring blankly at the wall.
"Ah, well… I got an offer. A job offer from the territory."
"What?" Joana exclaimed, pleasantly surprised. He was as well, but he dared not accept it thoughtlessly.
As a former lawyer, he was not the type to bite off pies from the skies as soon as they fell. So, he went to the village center and made inquiries.
[I have received a job as an Officer. What will happen if I don't do well? Will I be punished?]
[What would happen if one day I hope to quit my job? Will I be kicked out?]
Althea received the message (Officer questions and reports were set to be sent directly to her) and she was quite amused.
When people asked the stone tablet so earnestly, somehow she got the feeling that her citizens were praying to her to get some answers?
She shook her head in amusement, before sending out the answer.
[Quitting a job is done in the territory center. However, a period of 15 days of turnover is required.]
[If the territory assessed that you are no longer fit for the job, you will simply lose the qualifications. Of course, this will enter your record and receiving territory jobs would be more difficult thereafter.]
Jun read the replies over and over and was relieved.
With a deep breath, he finally pressed [Yes] and ran back home to tell the family the good news.