After breakfast the next day, Juan walked into the office of the stationmaster of the Pioneer Station.

"Soma, I thought about it, I decided to immigrate to this planet."

"Aha, wise choice," Soma excitedly stood up from behind her desk, "From the first sight of you, I knew you were a smart person and would definitely make the right choice." ”

Soma invited Juan to sit down on the reception couch in the office.

"Coffee or tea?"

"Coffee, thank you."

"Yaling, two cappuccinos."

The elven director of the service center whom Juan had seen before came in like a servant with two cups of coffee, and after placing them in front of the two humans, he walked out again respectfully.

"Juan, now I'll introduce you to the immigration procedures."

Soma sent the relevant information to Juan's brain chip, and introduced:

"There are currently three types of immigration. The first category is family-based immigration, you don't have to think about this, I know very well that there are no immediate family members of you on this planet.

"The second category is humanitarian migration, which is the most convenient way to migrate.

"As long as you provide evidence of persecution on your original planet, which is the main planet, I can quickly handle it for you."

Soma stopped for coffee and waited for Juan's answer.

Juan hesitated, not knowing where to start.

He felt as if he had been persecuted all the time in his previous life, but it didn't seem to be a big deal to talk about it, after all, most of the people around him lived the same life.

"Well, well, I suspect that ZF has been listening to my communications and going through my brain-chip records for no reason without my consent."

"Oh no, no, no, this is not persecution, this is a routine operation."

"But the law gives us democracy and freedom, and I feel that on this basis, I have absolute ownership of my brain chip, and no one can operate my brain chip without my knowledge and permission."

"You're thinking too much, and this reason doesn't work."

"Why not? They are breaking the law, and if you think they are acting right, it means that the law is wrong, will the law be wrong? ”

"Of course there can be no fault with the law, the law is absolutely right, but they are also right in what they do, which can be explained by a double paradox."

"Double paradox?"

"Yes, the double paradox, simply put, although human beings are social animals, they do not have a thorough sociality, so the need for diversity is actually endogenous in human nature, so that society and the individual are two aspects that cannot be deviated. Individuals are not born for society, and have diverse demands and multiple values, but individuals are inseparable from the self-meaning given by the organization of society. ”

"I'm sorry, I understand every word you say, but the connection confuses me."

"Let's put it this way, stable happiness and turbulent freedom, you see."

"I guess I kind of get it."

"Okay, let's stop dwelling on this metaphysical stuff and let's be more practical.

"Tell me, have you ever been persecuted on the main planet?"

"If the previous ones don't count, the rest, it doesn't seem like there's much to say."

"Alright then, it doesn't look like it's going to work." Soma took a sip of coffee and lifted her spirits, "But there are other immigration methods, let's look at the third category, employment immigration." ”

Juan rested his arms on his knees, listening intently.

"Employment-based immigration is the process of allowing any qualified person who is in short supply in the labor market to immigrate on the condition of skilled or special talent.

"This category includes three sub-categories: skilled workers, special immigrants and investment immigrants."

Juan felt that he might be able to become a worker.

But Soma regretfully told him: "The beautiful planet has no industry, so it doesn't need workers.

"There used to be businessmen who came to invest in the construction of a herbivorous dragon farm and slaughterhouse, but it went out of business and now there are no enterprises to recruit workers."

Juan was a little anxious, he thought that he could solve his problems by immigration, but it seemed that the road was not easy.

"And what about special immigrants?" Juan asked, expectantly.

"Do you have any experience with blind physiotherapists, masseurs or whatever, or farmers, animal and plant aquaculturists?"

"I've always lived in the city, and my eyesight is still passable."

"Well, actually, I don't think that's right for you.

"By the way, since our laws here allow the hunting of wild animals, hunters are also a special trade. Your guide, Morgan, is a hunter, and I gave him a temporary hunting license.

"I heard that you hunted a griffin with your own hands during your expedition, maybe you can apply for this kind of immigration."

"No, it didn't succeed in the hunt, let it run. That, Morgan is also an immigrant? ”

"Yes, he applied for special immigration very early, but his points are not enough at the moment, mainly because his education is a little lower."

"Still want points? Isn't immigration up to you? ”

"It's up to me, and as the head of the development station, I've been given this power by ZF.

"But power cannot be abused, it must be bound in the cage of the system.

"The ZF has clear rules for immigration, which are linked to a strict hukou system, which is the foundation that sustains the stability of our human alliance.

"Imagine if I abused my power and recruited immigrants at will, it would inevitably lead to a large number of people coming to me.

"Of course, it's a good thing for the beautiful planet, because there is a shortage of people here.

"But this will destroy the hukou system of the alliance, the so-called 'embankment of a thousand miles, destroyed in an anthill', and my loyalty to ZF and my sense of responsibility for the cause make me unacceptable to any behavior that undermines the system."

"You're a good bureaucrat."

"Thank you, I've been a webmaster here for 20 years, and following the rules is my motto.

"Okay, let's not talk about me, let's get back to the topic, do you have an education?"

"I have a bachelor's degree, but it's not a prestigious school, can I?"

"That's enough, then, how is your marksmanship?"

Juan awkwardly picked up his coffee cup and responded to Soma's anticipation with silence.

"Okay, then only investment immigration is left, this is actually very simple, it can even be said, it is the easiest, do you have money?"

"How much?"

"1,000,000 Union Coins, at least."

Juan picked up his coffee cup again.

He has 1 million alliance coins in the platform, but if he really wants to put it forward, he has to go through the platform's commission and pay taxes, and it is estimated that he will only get more than 400,000.

Juan's anxiety was palpable.

And Soma, who seemed to be influenced by Juan, also became anxious, and he kept rubbing his hands together.

Then Soma seemed to have made up some kind of determination: "Let's put it this way, how much can you come up with, if it's not enough, I'll help you figure it out." ”

Juan was touched by Soma's enthusiasm, and he laid out his finances and his inventory.

"That's it!" Soma slapped her thigh, "You registered a media company on Beautiful Planet, and used your anchor account as the company's marketing account.

"The 1 million alliance coins on the platform can be counted as the media company's investment in the marketing account, you don't need to take it out, huh, the conditions for investment immigration are met!"

Juan exhaled a long breath and held out his hand to shake Soma's tightly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.