Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 882 The system is down (additional chapter for monthly tickets)
When the benefits of being a soldier were mentioned, the captain became extremely excited. Even the other people in the queue, with the mentality that they had nothing to do anyway, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and joined in.

During this process, no one knew who mentioned it.

"But after all, you elves are the best. If you want to join the army, you don't have to go through so much trouble like us. You belong to a special branch of the army, and you can join directly after signing up."

The wood elves were stunned for a moment when they heard this, but they didn't take it too seriously and just replied casually.

"We can't join the army, right? We need to be formal citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty to do so."

Unexpectedly, the man said directly after hearing this...

"What's so difficult about this? Our Great Zhou's policies are relatively tolerant. As long as you are willing to work hard, everyone will have a chance."

Having said that, the man pondered for a moment.

"Look, even those prisoners of war who were captured after the defeat can obtain the qualifications of formal citizens if they work honestly for a few years. Compared with those prisoners of war, you haven't even committed any crime and have been working here for a long time. Why don't you apply for regular citizenship?"

"Is this okay?"

The wood elves were still a little hesitant.

The man said nonchalantly...

"It won't hurt to give it a try. Once you succeed, even if you don't join the army, you are considered special talents because of your elf identity. We have plenty of better-paid jobs for you in the Great Zhou. Isn't it better than working in a logging team or a timber processing factory?"

"..."

Originally, they were just chatting casually, and none of the wood elves expected that in the end, they would even get involved in the conversation.

For a moment, they looked at each other, and no one knew what to say.

Just at this moment, the team started to move, and their captain greeted them and quickly followed.

Seeing this, the wood elves decided not to stay here any longer.

It's a rare holiday and they are here to play in the city. It's impossible for them to accompany their captain in line here the whole time, right?
A group of wood elves went directly to a restaurant in Green Forest City to have a hot pot meal.

At this time, there were more than just a few wood elves in the restaurant, and it seemed that everyone had the same idea.

With their current income, they definitely can't afford to go to a restaurant, and they can only have a meal in this restaurant occasionally to satisfy their cravings.

After eating the hot pot, the wood elves did not rush to leave. They poured themselves a cup of tea, ordered a plate of melon seeds, and started listening to books in the restaurant.

Nowadays, storytellers are no longer a standard feature of high-end restaurants. Ordinary restaurants in various places also have them, which further increases the efficiency of information transmission within the Great Zhou.

Of course, when it comes to the quality of service and food, and even the dining environment, high-end restaurants are basically superior, and the customer groups on both sides do not conflict.

Coincidentally, the storyteller in the restaurant was talking about this wave of conscription.

After hearing this, the wood elves subconsciously thought of the topic they had discussed before.

"What do you think? Should we go and ask?"

Although this question was asked in a rather unclear way, the wood elves present basically knew what it was asking.

"What they said makes sense. Prisoners of war can be converted to regular employees. Aren't we better than prisoners of war?"

"That's true, but we are different from prisoners of war, right?"

"If we can become regular citizens, we will become citizens of the Great Zhou. But how can we explain this to the clan leader?"

This question undoubtedly hit the nail on the head, causing the wood elves to remain silent for a while.

This state lasted for about five seconds, and then a wood elf spoke with a subtle expression...

"The clan leader didn't seem to say that we can't become citizens of the Great Zhou, right?" "..."

These words made the wood elves look confused.

The wood elf who was speaking continued speaking along his own line of thought.

"After all, we wood elves are just a tribe, and Da Zhou is a country. There is no conflict between us becoming citizens of Da Zhou and continuing to be members of the wood elf tribe, right? Aren't we still wood elves?"

The more the wood elf spoke, the clearer his thoughts became, and the more confident he became.

"If this is not true, then what about the centaurs and grassland elves in the Great Zhou? Centaurs are no longer considered part of the centaur clan? And grassland elves are no longer considered part of the grassland elf clan?"

A group of wood elves who hadn't used their brains for hundreds of years were suddenly stunned by these words.

Damn! What he said makes so much sense, I am speechless! ?
As these remarks were made, the mentality of every wood elf present was undergoing subtle changes.

At the same time, my brain, which had not been used for many years, began to work with difficulty.

As the oldest of the wood elves present, John looked at the group of people in front of him who were not sure what they were thinking and spoke slowly...

"Anyway, let's go and ask first. If we can't get a permanent job from the beginning, then it's useless for us to think about it here."

As soon as these words were spoken, they received responses from many wood elves.

"Then walk?"

"Let's go!"

In a few words, the wood elves stood up and walked outside.

One of the wood elves had just taken two steps when he seemed to remember something and turned back, picked up the plate of melon seeds on the table, and quickly poured them into his pocket.

"I've already bought it, don't waste it."

After leaving the restaurant, a group of wood elves rushed to the service window of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Green Forest City as quickly as possible.

This is also a major feature of Green Forest City. Looking at the entire Great Zhou, at this stage only Green Forest City has a window of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which is specifically responsible for handling all matters related to the wood elves.

Simply put, the wood elves in Green Forest City can basically find this window for consultation or handling of any matter.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

After the Wood Elves got used to staying in Green Forest City, this position became very leisurely. Now, seeing such a large group of Wood Elves coming, the member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who was responsible for sitting at the window felt a little nervous.

Little did they know that facing this problem, the wood elves were also nervous.

After a lot of hesitation, John finally stood up.

"Hello, we would like to ask if we can apply to become official citizens of Da Zhou."

When the member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs heard this question, he blinked twice and then became quickly excited.

As members of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who would come into direct contact with the wood elves, they were naturally aware of their own tasks.

All their actions were just to achieve one goal, which was to recruit the wood elves and make them a part of their Great Zhou.

Therefore, when faced with questions like this, their answers are self-explanatory.

"of course can!"

(End of this chapter)