Crime Prison Island
Chapter 198 - 86 I Want a Feast_3

Chapter 198: Chapter 86 I Want a Feast_3

"So Yakuzha, is it a vassal of a vassal of the Dragon Empire? Can I join such a powerful organization? Why didn’t Rousi join?"

Luo Yan grinned, "Don’t get me wrong, this is merely joining the Dragon Empire in terms of identity, as a citizen of Tyrant Caesar, not his lackey."

"On the entire island, what’s implemented is the ’Feudal Hierarchy System.’ Organizations large and small manage different layers, nominally belonging to higher-level societies, but in reality, they are independent."

"If you’re not part of any gang, at the very least, you have to be from the Dragon Empire."

"Let’s put it this way, this is what’s called a ’Sanren Certificate’!"

Gao Xin was startled: "Sanren Certificate?"

Luo Yan answered solemnly, "Exactly, within the territory of the Dragon Empire, theoretically, everyone must belong to the Dragon Empire, at least nominally holding this identity; otherwise, they are unregistered, savages."

"Not to mention Rousi, even the chairman of Yakuzha has to be a citizen of Tyrant Caesar, obeying orders to a certain extent."

"Otherwise, their gang, in the eyes of the Dragon Empire, is considered ’illegal,’ and will be eradicated on sight."

Only then Gao Xin understood. It turns out, there are three superpowers on the island that have formed their own nations, ruling countless organizations.

In the territory of the Dragon Empire, without the identity of this power, one isn’t even a Sanren.

"Got it, it’s like an ID card, huh? Without it, I’m just a bandit hiding in the mountains... Understood, I’ll take care of it."

Gao Xin was embarrassed; Kerry had never mentioned this to him.

He remembered that when he had asked Kerry if he was a Sanren, Kerry said he didn’t belong to any gang. If he had to say, he belonged to the Dragon Empire... That’s what he had meant.

Kerry probably assumed he knew this common knowledge, and when he said he was a Sanren, he also assumed Gao Xin had the ID.

Little did he know, he had no identity at all. If he ever ran into a patrol later on, he would be considered a savage.

Just like the Bitter Head Alliance from East Mountain, one of those unregistered factions that, once discovered, would inevitably be annihilated.

His pretending to be a Sanren was nothing but an empty facade.

...

After saying goodbye to Luo Yan, Gao Xin went to the bustling central street following the address on the postcard.

In every village, the Dragon Empire has a stronghold.

It was a building akin to a Sports Stadium, easily accommodating tens of thousands of people to watch performances. Gao Xin had seen this building from afar before, but only now did he realize it was a stronghold of the Dragon Empire.

"Well, I’ll be darned. I thought it was some Duel Arena set up by Yakuzha, not an ’Imperial Asset.’"

Gao Xin entered, approached the staff, and presented the postcard.

According to Luo Yan, this postcard is something that every gang recognized by the Dragon Empire can buy.

In a way, it’s also how the Dragon Empire collects taxes on other people’s territory, a head tax.

Small gangs are as numerous as hairs on an ox, appearing and disappearing like shooting stars, you never know when they might just be wiped out.

Thus, the group known as Sanren emerged.

The staff member took the postcard, inserted it into a machine, and without glancing at Gao Xin, asked, "Which gang are you from?"

Gao Xin replied directly, "My former gang has been annihilated."

The staff member wasn’t surprised by this statement at all, and casually said, "Five redemption coupons, register your name, strength, radiation type."

Gao Xin raised an eyebrow: "Five points for that?"

The staff member looked at him coldly, "You can choose not to pay."

"..." Gao Xin paid up right away.

There was no need to resist; the entire island was divided among the three nations. Even if he left the territory of the Dragon Empire, there were other powers like Milan, Eden Garden.

With this identity, things would be easier. After all, he couldn’t possibly flee and then hide eternally in the wilderness to grow stronger, right?

"My name is Tai Sui, strength true wolf, radiation type... N," Gao Xin said.

He registered his own name as Tai Sui.

The other party didn’t even ask; clearly, a codename was also acceptable.

Just then, they brought out a machine: "Give me a drop of blood."

Gao Xin was stunned; he hadn’t expected this power to have purchased a machine specifically for genetic testing. But it also made sense, wanting to build a nation, to census the population, and to measure the land were all basic operations, they couldn’t possibly not differentiate how many N-types and R-types were within their territory.

It’s no wonder the fee was five points, of which at least one point was the testing fee.

He immediately dropped a drop of blood, and upon testing, sure enough, it was N-type. They curled their lip and handed him a card: "Alright, you are now a citizen of the Empire."

"..." Gao Xin chuckled and took the card, then promptly took his leave.

The Dragon Kingdom was evidently extremely lax in its management, which made sense since this was Crime Prison Island, home to all kinds of untamed and unruly characters. It was very difficult to establish a nation with a cohesive organizational force.

...

After four in the afternoon, Gao Xin waited outside the hunting group’s camp and met up with Han Qing.

There were also several other Glass People who had been saved from the glass cannon with him initially.

It had been a week, and Han Qing still remembered the appointment, deliberately loitering outside the hunting group every afternoon during work breaks, waiting for Gao Xin, just in case of an emergency.

Seeing Gao Xin today, Han Qing was thrilled.

Gao Xin signaled to move to a secluded and unoccupied spot.

Once there, Han Qing’s eyes welled up with tears: "Boss! You finally came. If you had been a day later, you might not have seen me again."

Gao Xin counted the days and asked, "Are you entering the game again?"

Han Qing nodded: "A batch was already sent off yesterday, and of the Glass People who were saved by you last time, only five of us remain."

Gao Xin said solemnly, "I’m here today because I need your help. Is that convenient for you?"

Han Qing said eagerly, "Of course, my life was saved by you, Boss."

Gao Xin looked aside, only to see another ’Han Qing’ walking out.

Seeing someone who looked exactly like himself in both appearance and clothing, Han Qing was astonished.

Gao Xin briefly shared the plan with him, ending with, "...And that’s the gist of it, Han Qing, we will impersonate you to infiltrate the hunting group."

"After all, you were originally meant to deliver feed to the mutants; this will also make it convenient for us to proceed."

"And as for you, you won’t need to return to the hunting group after this."

Han Qing’s eyes widened, surprised that Gao Xin was here for this purpose.

And if he didn’t have to return to the hunting group, didn’t that mean he was now free?

But after thinking it over, he said, "Boss, don’t impersonate me. I was the one who signed up to enter the hunting group on behalf of everyone."

"If your cover gets blown, it would be bad, and you’re not familiar with the internal situation of the hunting group."

Then, pointing to the other two Glass People, Han Qing suggested, "It’s better to impersonate them, and I’ll take you in. With true mixed with the false, we can be completely safe."

"I’m familiar with the distribution of all mutants in the hunting group, which will greatly increase our chances of success."

Gao Xin said, surprised, "Oh? If something goes wrong, the two of us might still get away, but you... that could be dangerous."

Han Qing laughed, "Where on this island isn’t dangerous? Among us, no one knows the insides better than I do."

"It’s precisely because something could go wrong that I need to accompany you personally. I’m afraid they might miss some important detail, which could not only doom your plan, Boss, but also cost them their lives."

Gao Xin smiled; yes, where on this island wasn’t dangerous? To take fate into one’s own hands, even in failure there would be no regrets.

Han Qing was someone cut out for great endeavors.

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