The time left for you is running out.
That sounds... like something you'd say about a soccer team.
But, to be fair.
If Jiang Qiao really was a wanted criminal with nowhere left to go, he might actually be tempted by those terms.
Not because he believed the bullshit.
Trust him? Of course that was impossible.
Everyone knew he was painting them a rosy picture.
But it didn't matter.
Those willing to join weren't sincere either. They were thinking, You have to offer some benefits at the start, right?
Both sides had ulterior motives.
The angler scattered bait to lure in the fish, while the fish pretended not to notice, swam closer, took the bait, and ran.
It was a kind of contest, too.
It was just that this bandit was a little too outrageous.
The terms he offered didn't sound like something a gang of thieves would give. They sounded more like a company's recruitment package, complete with damn holiday subsidies and whatever else.
Seriously.
You were a bandit making money without capital, and you still had paid leave?
I couldn't make sense of it.
But it was deeply shocking.
"How about it? Have you made up your mind?"
"Join us."
"Your current troubles will no longer be troubles, and you'll gain even more. You won't lose anything, either."
After saying that.
The man looked at Jiang Qiao with a solemn expression.
As though waiting for his reply.
"Feiyu Stockade..."
Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered that the bounty board at the market entrance had included a bounty quest issued by this stockade.
That was right—a bounty issued by bandits.
Not a bounty for bandits issued by someone else.
It was pretty surreal.
And their quest was even more surreal: collecting all kinds of plant seeds.
The rarer, the better.
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