Wasteland Survivalist: A Scientific Guide to Post-Apocalyptic Survival

Seeing that Gu Lang continued to try to escalate the situation.

After thinking for a while, the man in the hat showed a helpless expression.

He took the woman aside and began to "do his thinking" with a stern face.

It seems to be referring to the time required for the injury assessment report to be issued, as well as some legal responsibilities.

Then, the man in the hat called the sleazy man over as well.

Soon, Gu Lang heard the lewd man's shouts.

The scene escalated into a confrontation between the hat-wearing man and the lewd man, who then surrounded the woman.

Gu Lang heard a lot of things like "scoundrel", "invincible", "can't outlast him", "stepped in dog poop", "will take a long time", and "don't bother with him".

He chuckled to himself.

"Once it becomes an unsolvable problem, the conflict will shift elsewhere."

After half an hour of fussing, just as Gu Lang was about to fall asleep again, Maozi came over and patted him on the shoulder.

A "Public Security Mediation Agreement" was placed in front of him.

"The other party voluntarily apologized to you and offered to compensate for the losses."

Gu Lang got up and looked at the conditions offered by the other party.

"Only five hundred yuan? Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

"That's enough, it's not a big deal, you can stop now."

"This is about my life, health, and personal dignity! No way...you have to pay more!"

"Then name your price."

"Give me whatever you think is fair. I'll sign if I'm satisfied," Gu Lang sneered.

They're setting another trap. What if I really ask for an exorbitant price?

Once they get the money, the next step is to charge them with extortion.

Gu Lang wasn't worried at all; after all, his time wasn't worth much.

If this drags on, the one who can't hold on any longer will be the other side.

Even if you only get 500 in the end, it's still a high daily wage, so it's not a loss.

As for insincere apologies.

He doesn't need it; he might as well exchange it for money.

If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having sheriffs?

The sleazy man sounded very anxious, as if he was in a hurry to get to work and wanted to get away as quickly as possible.

He was already begging the woman to quickly admit defeat.

He and the hat played good cop and bad cop, respectively, sandwiching the woman in the middle.

The woman finally agreed after the sleazy man offered to share the money.

The hat was moved around several times, and the bidding price rose to two thousand yuan.

Seeing that "one cent and two jiao" had run out of patience, Gu Lang decided to quit while he was ahead.

The woman and the lewd man each chipped in a thousand yuan and transferred the money to Gu Lang.

Seeing that Gu Lang had signed the document, the woman immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"You haven't apologized yet?"

"You poor bastard, shut up once you've got the money," the woman yelled back.

"Officer, she openly insulted me. I have changed my mind and am requesting that the disciplinary proceedings be reopened."

"Being poor isn't an insult, it's just derogatory. You, come here and apologize."

The hat forced the woman to turn around.

He squeezed out three words through gritted teeth: "I'm sorry."

Then he ran away without looking back.

"His initial arrogance followed by his obsequiousness is laughable, hahaha."

Gu Lang laughed out loud.

Then, the sleazy man picked up his personal belongings from the table and left the mediation room.

Because there were so many things in Gulang, it took some time to check and verify them.

Before leaving, "One Cent Two" came over.

"This is the 'notification of non-initiation of a case' you requested. After investigation, the person you reported has not engaged in any illegal or criminal activities such as drug trafficking or possession of drugs. Just letting you know."

"Okay, please issue me another 'Decision Not to Impose Administrative Penalty'. I don't want to have a strange criminal record."

"It's ready, here you go."

Upon reaching the entrance of the police station, "One Two Cents" couldn't help but chat with Gu Lang again.

"You must have a high level of education."

Gu Lang laughed, thinking to himself, "So there's educational discrimination in Longchang too?"

"No, I dropped out of high school."

"One cent and two cents" muttered dejectedly to himself, "Sigh, jobs are getting harder and harder these days."

"No, you've done a very good job here. The paperwork is much more complete than elsewhere. Except for smoking, everything else is very compliant."

Gu Lang rolled his eyes at the other person.

"Oh, I understand what you mean, that was in the past. Now everything is very standardized everywhere."

Gu Lang cursed inwardly; this person had indeed checked his records.

Knowing that his administrative lawsuit against the previous police station was still ongoing, it's no wonder he was so polite.

"No matter how much they try to rectify it, it's useless. The people doing the work are definitely not as disciplined as you are. Their methods are very crude, so they're afraid of losing the case."

Gu Lang grew angrier the more he thought about the suffering he had endured last time.

The smaller the place, the more lawless it is.

Everything depends on how strong your connections are; no wonder all the young people have left.

The same thing would happen there.

Gu Lang wouldn't dare to have this attitude; otherwise, he might really be in deep trouble.

Upon reaching the door, "One Two Cents" did not let Gu Lang leave.

Instead, they continued to criticize and educate him for a while.

There were quite a few people coming to the office to do business, which quickly attracted a crowd.

Under such psychological pressure, most people wouldn't be thick-skinned enough to endure it for even five minutes.

All they could do was bow their heads, admit their mistakes, and beg Uncle Hat to let them leave.

"Just because someone broke the law doesn't mean you can break the law too, especially since I've never broken the law!"

Seeing that the other party was about to continue arguing, Gu Lang shouted and pulled out his phone to dial "12389".

"I am filing a complaint against staff at the Witch Doctor Lane Police Station for smoking in the designated area! Police authorities should take the lead in abiding by the law and effectively eliminate fire safety hazards in public places!"

The commotion immediately drew gasps of surprise.

Gulang's main message is: if I'm unhappy, no one else can be happy either.

If you have the chance, you must fight back; get your kicks first.

"You really are a rebellious person."

At this point, "one cent and two jiao" was already somewhat impressed with Gulang.

"Hey, you really do understand me best in your department."

"One cent and two jiao" waved his hand, indicating that Gu Lang could leave.

"Sir, may I leave now?"

"Okay, you can go now."

After receiving a clear answer, Gu Lang strode out of the police station with his head held high.

"Gurgle~"

Gu Lang's stomach growled; it was already 1 p.m.

He hadn't had lunch yet, so he scanned a shared bicycle.

Heading off to find food in the nearby shopping district.

Gu Lang had a clear goal: head straight for Huang Gongmen and Kaifeng cuisine.

He skillfully rummaged through the leftover fries, chicken nuggets, corn cups, red bean pie, and ketchup on the table.

Pack everything that hasn't been chewed up into a bag and take it away.

Seeing that there was another Mr. Hippo restaurant next door, Gu Lang went in and found a seat with a good view.

While munching on his original recipe chicken, he observed the customers coming and going.

Soon, he also got half a box of fried shrimp and ten fried skewers.

Feeling a bit thirsty after eating, I picked up two large Coke bottles from the trash can.

I found a convenient drinking water station nearby and skillfully washed the bottle clean.

After it was filled, it was put into a plastic bag and taken away.