The lower city of the imperial capital is prosperous,

The entire street maintains a scene of barely neatness, no feces, no peels, and garbage all over the ground, and sewage flows. Although there is no fixed garbage bin in the Lower City, there is a dark alley every two hundred meters, and the garbage is obviously dumped there.

The neatness of the city cannot be explained by the quality of the crowd. This is a manifestation of human management.

When humans are unmanaged, the places where people gather in groups will be very dirty and messy. This is how the feces flow in European cities in the Middle Ages. The beautification and tidy cities are 90% relied on the local people who hold power to consciously establish systems to eliminate dirty and messy.

After entering the city, Binghe focused on the city appearance, and soon he thought of the possible social regional forces behind this area through the city appearance.

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If it is a modern society.

The streets are clean, and the municipal government spends money to hire cleaners to buy cleaning vehicles. If they can hire cleaners, the government has the ability to hire police.

Every street has trash cans, urban management supervision, and urban ward cleaning. These social orders are not disturbed and are all manifestations of social order.

The costly social order, such as cameras that monitor public security in cities, has established this system to allow people to walk at night without worrying about personal safety.

How much public order exists in society means how powerful the organizational force behind society is in charge of the violent system to formulate order.

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By observing this city, Bingshu judged the manpower and financial resources that the gangs have behind the social order foundation of this Lower City.

For example, if the beggars on the left are in an unorganized state, these beggars will flock to ask for money. Now they are squatting in the corner of the wall, just sitting there once and begging. Once they walk out of the corner of the wall, they are stretching out their bowls and never take the initiative to beg. They quickly lower their heads and pass through the streets.

Some strong men walking sideways on the street with exposed belly and tattoos are the root of these beggars’ honesty.

The beggar is like a mouse, and he only dares to apologize for his apology.

Although these idle men are domineering, they are bullied when passing by the shop and buying wine and meat. It is obvious that they are also restricted. They dare not forcefully buy and sell.

This is the street order under the control of the gangster, and the gang's family law manages the commercial order of the street.

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After understanding the basic ecology of this Xiacheng District, there are gradually numbers in the core.

"Where the rules are covered, you should pay attention to the rules. Where the rules cannot reach, don't expect the rules." Binghe warned himself in a mature tone that does not conform to his normal state. Of course, this mature temperament is only a short time, and a few seconds later Binghe becomes a childish and stupid child again.

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During the process of walking through the streets, Binghe encountered many small things.

1: "You can buy a candy for a child, it's so sweet." An old lady carrying a basket leaned over.

Binghe waved his hand, then smiled and refused, leaving.

2: "Hey, boy, your shoes are so dirty. Come and tell you what you should wear. Well, don't leave, don't give me face." A fourteen-year-old street gangster pointed at the escaped Binghe and cursed.

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In the Xiacheng District, Binghe summarized three key points of attention.

First, don’t buy anything to eat or drink.

Second, do not lead anyone. Do not accept enthusiastic help from anyone, nor do you give others personal help.

Third, don’t go. The crowds are crowded, and don’t go to places with fewer people.

After avoiding the trouble, Binghe began to rush to where he wanted to go according to his own purpose.

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Arrived at the Fourth Street.

In the middle of the street where the carriage was passing through, Binghe put on an eyepiece, and the eyepiece switched to a downward view. Four hundred meters above Binghe, an aircraft was hovering, and Binghe's perspective came from the aircraft, but this aircraft did not have high-definition shooting, but only roughly showed urban building modules. This is because Binghe could not make modern high-definition optical equipment.

Just like looking at the map on your mobile phone in your previous life, Binghe determined the direction through a high altitude perspective and quickly walked towards a landmark building on the main road of the Lower City.

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Mercenary Association, a semi-official organization of the empire. In the Beast Calendar era, the Mercenary Association was semi-independent.

However, the empires in the industrial age did not allow any separate armed institutions to appear. Of course, if the state ruled a little stronger, such mercenary associations would not appear. All armed forces in the state are highly unified.

The management of the empire cannot prevent the people from getting firearms. It is impossible to eliminate the civilian armed forces at all.

Then we can only adopt a semi-official management model to support controlled legalized mercenaries, and completely ban the uncontrolled civilian armed forces.

Now the list of each mercenary group, its origin, and the Empire will register. Of course, as long as there is no rebellion or collusion with foreign countries, the Empire will not interfere too much with the internal affairs of the mercenaries. The Empire will sell weapons and equipment at a high price, and at the same time arrange some high-risk and high-reward tasks for the mercenaries to complete. The Empire has had the shadow of these mercenary groups in overseas interference operations in recent years.

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The mercenary hall was very empty and there was no noise. The guards in uniforms and guns sat obliquely behind the table in the hall. Once chaos arose, they would immediately maintain order.

When Binghe walked into the glass door, the guards at the door quickly blocked Binghe's way. They said in a cold manner: "Children, go quickly, don't play around here."

Binghe smiled shyly and said, "I am, I want to come here to see if I can find some work." He was so stuttering that he pretended to be a little nervous when he went to the Mercenary Association for the first time.

"Haha" the guard on the other side smiled, then looked at Jiang Binghe from the top with a chilling gaze, and then said: "There is no plate here to wash, but if you hehe."

A cough came from behind "Cough cough". When the guards heard this, they immediately stood up seriously.

A dark green suit, wearing black leather boots, with a gun holster hanging around her waist, a strong woman in her thirties came over. She looked at the guards at the door and scolded angrily: "What are you doing? Do you don't want to do it anymore?"

The lady's voice was not loud, but it made the soldiers as quiet as a cicada. A few seconds later, the lady turned her cold eyes to Binghe and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Binghe said even more nervously: "I'm here to find a job, um." Just as the lady's eyes became sharp, Binghe raised his hand to demonstrate the mechanic and proved his mechanic's movements. However, before he could open the mechanic, Binghe shivered.

Binghe felt the murderous aura, and the lady already had a gun on her hand. Binghe could guarantee that as long as she moved her own, the gun would point at her.

"She has killed someone." This judgment emerged from the core of Bing.

When he thought of killing, some bloody memories were spreading in his mind, causing Binghe to sweat coldly on his back, and his face was filled with nervousness and fear.

But this behavior made the woman in the woman less alert. She looked at Binghe, lowered her gun and asked, "You? Mechanic?"

Binghe nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, I just look at the work, and I have no other purpose." - Without the protection of the rules, Binghe was very panicked at this time.

The lady looked at Binghe again, looking at Binghe's hands and collar in her clothes. She seemed to have speculated something, nodded, and said concisely: "Come with me."

The steel door opened, Binghe followed the lady into the door, and the guard who was originally standing at the door immediately cheered up and entered a busy state.

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The Mercenary Building has only four floors, and buildings in the Lower City area are not allowed to be built more than thirty meters high. The Mercenary Association's buildings are exactly thirty meters. In terms of design, they have to pass through a long walkway and run through a large door. Finally, they come to the room in a conference hall.

Seeing this scene, a memory popped up in Binghe's mind again, and then he looked at the building and commented: "The building in the model of Prime Minister Hitler's Prime Minister's Office uses long corridors and doors to create a prelude to the trekking meeting, giving visitors a sense of oppression."

Finally, he came to an office with an area of ​​100 square meters. An old man sat up in the hall. The woman in green came to the old man and whispered in a low voice. Then the old man looked up at Binghe. The scar at the corner of the old man's eyes destroyed his image.

Binghe also tried hard to smile.

The old man looked at Binghe and tried hard to squeeze out gentleness on his face, but in fact he said in a scary way: "Do you want to join the mercenary organization? Young man, I remind you in advance that this place may not be suitable for you."

Binghe nodded, then shook his head suddenly, reacted quickly, and said, "Wait, wait, I am a mechanic, I hope to use your platform to find the work I can do. The mechanic needs experience. I am not here to form a group, I am a student of the Imperial Mechanical Academy, and I still have academic studies now."

During the defense, Binghe's tone gradually became smoother, and his eyes became condensed, and he began to show no weakness, and at the same time he looked at the old man without any confusion. - If he was bound to the mercenary group during the negotiation, it would be equivalent to selling himself. If the old man was allowed to host the conversation, a series of cooperation would gradually follow the direction of the mercenary association's strength.

The old man smiled and said, "That's it, what?" He dragged his long tone.

Binghe looked at the old man and turned his head for a moment, feeling that the old man seemed to have no sincerity.

Therefore, ten seconds later, Binghe stood up and bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I've disturbed you. Since we have nothing to do, let's say goodbye."

"Cough cough" the old man coughed and said, "Young people should not be so impatient."

However, Binghe, who had turned around, had to sit back again.

Binghe said, "I think things are too complicated. The ways of cooperation and the difficulties that may arise in cooperation can be raised frankly now. You and I are still strangers, and I hope we can show our sincerity to each other."

The old man stood up and said, "I am the head of Tuzhu, the Hegou District of the Imperial Capital, and the mercenary department."

Binghe said: "Binghe, native place, South Black Sea Gun Flame Territory. Now he temporarily lives in the Imperial Celestial Area (Imperial Palace Area). He hopes to provide some mercenaries with mechanical manufacturing agreements through your platform."

Tu Zhu, nagging and Binghe's answer was a little surprised, but also expected. Although she was wearing ordinary clothes, she was even timid in temperament at the beginning. However, some traces of nobles could not be erased.

In the Xiacheng District, the young men of Binghe are divided into two types. One is silent and flirting with things in the trash can, while the other is very precocious in order to eat meat, with more or less cunning and smart eyes. Every sentence is searching for the other party's loopholes and trying to get cheap. However, Binghe cannot see these things in his eyes, and he looks obviously not overwhelmed with much wind and frost. It is obvious that he is a noble, (but the nobles are divided into big nobles, small nobles and dilapidated nobles.)

Tuzhu said: "What kind of reward do you want?"

Binghe thought for a while and asked, "What benefits does the association rely on after reaching an agreement between the mercenary and the mission publisher, or something else?"

Tuzhu: "This depends on the situation. Sometimes it is a commission, sometimes it is a bookkeeping. When it accumulates to a certain level, some tasks assigned by the association need to be completed."

Binghe nodded: "Okay, as usual, I will meet the requirements of the client, and the association will evaluate the price. Then divide it."

Tuzhu: "How do you think the proportion of this share should be divided."

Binghe was quite relieved that the Mercenary Association was fair and nodded, "Come on the normal situation. I believe in the fairness of the association."

Tuzhu: "So what kind of contract are you going to have with us? Our mechanics need to be on time."

Binghe held his chin and thought: "Sign a one-month agreement first. If there is no problem, it can be extended. Well, do I need to pay a deposit?" Binghe gradually took the initiative in the conversation and sat on the sofa quite freely.

Tuzhu nodded: "No problem, then in the end, you need your sign." Tuzhu took out a contract.

The woman in green placed the contract in front of Binghe. Binghe looked at the contract, looked through the terms and conditions, and set red circles for each number. Then she took out a pen and marked the red circle and signed her name - Binghe. (There was not signed with her surname, and the number was drawn with red circles in the Gun Flame family, which indicates that the number marked with red circles is the number you saw. If there is any change in the contract in the future, it will not be recognized.)

Every noble family in the empire had some unique habits when signing documents.

Tu Zhu, who was standing beside him, saw this subtle movement and his face stiffened slightly. - Binghe subtext said that he was from the Gun Flame Family, and Tu Zhu did not believe it in full.
To be continued...