It would be difficult for Peter to enter Phoenix City with his Red Lotus Legion medal. He had to provide proof of identity and an entrance fee. Fortunately he had applied for a new identity along the way. Even though he was an ordinary villager he was still eligible to enter the city.
Pidel took him to the recruitment association in the city as Dean wanted to look for a job.
The Recruitment Association was a large building that occupied a large area. The plaza and the main hall were filled with people. There were more than ten seats in the plaza, which were set up by the recruitment office. There was a long queue in front of each seat, and a large number of job seekers were lining up with their resumes and identification cards in their hands.
Dean and Peter squeezed into the hall. They saw that there were many job recruitments written on the bulletin board. It was a little noisy inside. Dean frowned as he carefully looked at all the recruitment jobs.
Peter asked in a low voice: "Elder, what's wrong? Is there no job you like?"
"What is the name of the institution that studies monsters?" Dean asked in a low voice.
Peter was startled: "Elder, do you want to work in the Academy? Their recruitment isn't here. They only recruit commoners. The members of the School of Magic are directly recruited from the School of Magic. If you want to enter the School of Magic, you need to have a very good brain. However, there are no requirements for household registration. You can first enter the School of Magic to get a graduation certificate, then you can apply for a job in the School of Magic. "
"How long will it take to get a graduation certificate?"
"It will take at least two or three years. There are a lot of things to learn."
"It's too slow." Dean dispelled the idea and continued to search back and forth among the jobs.
Peter expected that Dean wouldn't go to the Magic Research Institute. He quietly accompanied Dean and waited for him to make a choice.
Dean soon found three jobs. They were a piano apprentice, a gardener for the Stantine family and a chef for the Bourne family.
The requirements for these three professions were the highest, and among them, the pianist apprentice was the most respected. Even in the recruitment association, the pianist apprentice was a very popular profession. Once they were successful, they might become a pianist in the future. If they could compose one or two beautiful pieces of music, they would be loved by the nobles, and they would have endless wealth and a transcendent status.
Many nobles and wealthy people were proud to receive an invitation from a famous pianist. One could imagine how high the status of a pianist was. This was an artist.
The other two professions were more ordinary. They were just working for large families, and their salaries were much higher than those of ordinary gardeners and chefs. However, they were also very demanding on their skills.
Dean queued up at the next window to receive the recruiter's information.
After waiting in line for half an hour, he successfully obtained the recruitment information for the three professions, especially the addresses.
"Let's go." Dean didn't apply but turned away.
Peter was puzzled as he followed Dudian out of the association: "Elder, didn't you want to apply for a job?"
"Let's investigate first." Dudian said.
Dudian soon found the place where the pianist apprentice worked. It was a busy street with a dense flow of people. Carriages were parked everywhere on the roadside. The carriages were luxuriously decorated and there were guards waiting for the owner to come back from shopping.
In such a place there was a huge piano room with a width of nearly 20 meters. There was a recruitment notice hanging on the door. Not only the pianist apprentice but also the waiters, guards and other occupations were recruited.
Dean and Peter had just reached the door when the guard stopped them: "What can I do for the two of you?"
Dean didn't answer. His eyes swept inside and saw that there were many pianos in the huge piano room. In addition, there was a rest area. There were sporadic nobles dressed in bright colors. There were special family badges on their clothes. In addition, there was melodious piano music floating from the inside. It was refreshing.
"Sure enough, it's a job that can get in touch with the upper class." Dean was ready to turn around and leave.
The guard who stopped them was impatient: "If there's nothing then leave. Don't block the way. This isn't a place for civilians like you to come."
Peter's blood boiled when he heard this, and he almost wanted to slap the guard across the face. As the trump card of the Red Lotus Corps, he was a high and mighty ruler. No matter where he went, he was treated like a big boss. When had he ever been humiliated and looked down upon like this? However, when he thought of his current status, he gritted his teeth and endured it. All he did was glare coldly at the guard, his eyes filled with killing intent.
The guard's scalp tingled as he stared at him.
Dean turned around and left. He wasn't angry or angry.
Peter quickly caught up with him. He asked Dudian: "Elder, are you not satisfied with this place?"
"It's okay. Let's look at the other two places." Dudian said.
Soon, they hired a carriage and arrived in front of the Stantine family's manor. It was also a prime location, surrounded by jewellery shops and grand hotels. However, the streets in front of the manor were sparsely populated. Everyone who passed by seemed to consciously stay away from the side of the manor. Even when they passed by the gate, they could not help but quicken their pace, not daring to stop for even a moment.
A dozen knights in silver armor stood in front of the Stantine family's manor. They stood as straight as javelins, their auras sharp and cold. Their cold eyes seemed to contain cold electricity. Every time a passerby passed by, they would feel as if needles were stabbing their backs, making them uncomfortable.
In addition, there were four dogs next to the knights. All of them were two-headed dogs. They were half the height of a person and looked like a pony. They had black fur and sharp fangs. It seemed that they could pounce at any time and bite the throat of the pedestrian!
Dean and Peter got off the carriage and went to the front of the manor. Looking at the manor, they could feel the majesty of the atmosphere. But with his super-vision, Dean could see through the gaps in the iron fences of the manor. There were many gardeners working on the green lawn. There were also maids in white clothes playing with several children on the manor path.
Golden light flashed in Dean's eyes. The layers of walls in the manor were penetrated. Everyone appeared in his field of vision, including a few sentries in the dark who were suppressing their heat to a very low level.
"One master, eight pioneers …" Dean's eyes flashed. He didn't expect a random family to be so powerful that it could even subvert the entire Silvia Empire.
After thinking for a moment, he turned and left.
"Elder, the Stantine family is an old family in Phoenix City. But they are declining day by day. Many of their properties have been annexed by other families. But I heard that the third daughter of this generation is quite talented in fighting. She has become a disciple of the Phoenix Lord. I estimate that in a few years, the Stantine family will be able to restore its former glory or even stronger!" Peter followed behind Dean and explained.
"You know quite a lot," Dean said indifferently.
Peter laughed and said, "After all, I live here. I know a little about these things."
Dean didn't say much. He hired a carriage and went to the Bourne family's territory.
The Bourne family lived on the other side of the city. It was a long way, but it was also on the west side of Phoenix City. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent recruitment letters to the same recruitment association.
When they arrived at the destination, Dean found that the Bourne family's momentum was obviously weaker than the Stantine family's. The walls were much shorter and not majestic enough. The iron fences were a little rusty and looked old. There were many withered yellow grass on the lawn of the manor. There were only eight knights guarding the door, but each knight had a python coiled around their body. It was a chilling sight.
If one were to say that there were still a few pedestrians outside the Stantine Manor, then the area in front of the Berne Manor was completely empty. Not a single person could be seen. Even the entire street nearby had very little traffic.
"My Lord, the Bourne Family is notorious. They have always been caught up in accusations of child abuse. Many people have witnessed their family members abusing children, but they don't dare to go against them because they are alone." Peter looked at the Bourne family's manor in front of him. There was a trace of disdain in his eyes. Although he was fierce and had killed many people, he was still disgusted by those who abused children.
Dean felt the eyes of the eight knights at the door fall on the two of them. Their eyes were cold. If it was an ordinary person, they would have already turned and left in a hurry. But he looked calm and didn't care. A golden light flashed in his eyes. Soon, the situation in the Bourne family's manor fell into his eyes.
Sure enough, the number of guards inside the manor was far less than the Stantine family's. But in terms of the number of experts, the Bourne family was actually stronger than the Stantine family. There was a ruler, ten pioneers, and a figure who didn't emit any heat. They were all suppressed, but they were sitting in the same room as another ruler. They seemed to be playing chess.
Of course, the chess here was Western chess. Most of the people in the Giant Wall, like Silvia, were inclined to have a western face.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Dean's eyes moved and a trace of surprise flashed in them.
Soon, the golden light in his eyes disappeared. He said, "Apply for the job here."
Peter was stunned and asked in surprise, "Why?"
Dean didn't explain. He walked to the eight knights at the door. He was seven or eight meters away from them. His face showed a nervous look. "I-I'm here to apply for a chef position. Do you recruit chefs here?"
The eight knights frowned. One of them said in a cold voice, "If you want to apply, go to the Recruiters' Association. We have already submitted the recruitment information to them. We don't accept private applications."
Dean understood and quickly said, "Thank you." Then he quickly turned and left.
As he hurried away, he could clearly hear the eight knights sneering behind him. They seemed to think that his fleeing figure was a bit funny. It brought a trace of fun to their boring life as guards.
Peter saw Dean escape and sighed in his heart. He thought he was good at disguising, but the youth in front of him was better than him. Moreover, there wasn't the slightest trace of anger on his face. He wasn't deliberately suppressing it, but he really wasn't angry.
This was the demeanor of a strong person! He was flexible and wouldn't lower himself to the same level as watchdogs!
Peter was full of admiration and soon showed it on his face. He left with Dean and said in admiration, "Elder, do you really want to work for the Bourne family? I think they are notorious and wouldn't treat their subordinates well. Of course, they won't be a threat to you with your strength, but it's easy to be exposed …"
"It's okay. I have my own plans."
Dean waved his hand and returned to the Recruiters' Association.
Soon, both of them squeezed into the hall and looked at the recruitment information. The Bourne family's information was still there but the information for piano apprentices and Stantine family's gardeners was gone.
"Sure enough, the Bourne family is notorious. No one is willing to work for them. Moreover, the salary is so low." Peter chuckled.
"That's exactly what I wanted." Dean was very satisfied as he waited in line. After a moment, it was his turn. He submitted his identity card but was told by the brown-haired beauty behind the counter that he also needed to provide his chef's certificate.
Dean patted his head. He had forgotten about it.
He withdrew from the crowd with a wry smile. The Recruiters' Association was very responsible as they didn't dare to recommend anyone to the employer. He could only honestly follow the procedure. He asked Peter: "Where can I get a chef's certificate?"
Peter was annoyed: "Oh, I forgot about that. It's very easy to get a chef's certificate. You can either go to a chef's college and get a chef's certificate after graduation or go to a chef's training school to study. I suggest that we go to a chef's training school. As long as you know a thing or two and spend some money, it's very easy to buy a certificate."
Dean nodded. A certificate was a stepping stone to a job and money was the highway to get a certificate.
They soon found a chef's training school. Peter paid 100 gold coins and directly bought a senior chef's certificate.
Within the scope of money, a senior chef's certificate was the limit. As for a master's certificate, one would need to bribe more people and spend ten times or even a hundred times more money. One must know that 100 gold coins was equivalent to the salary of a senior chef for 10 years. Moreover, buying a certificate didn't necessarily mean that you were a senior chef. If you didn't have some cooking skills, you would soon be fired. Therefore, generally, no one would be stupid enough to buy a senior chef certificate. However, some rich kids were an exception. The certificate could help them increase their social network, and it could also be used to show off.
Of course, nobles wouldn't buy these civilian certificates. Generally, they would buy a pianist's certificate to gild their identity.
After getting the certificate, the two returned to the Recruitment Association. The Bourne family's recruitment was still going on. Soon, Dean successfully applied for a senior chef's certificate. After all, he only needed to be an intermediate chef.
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