Lu Yan’s expression changed suddenly, and his gaze imdiately turned to Shaq in front of him.
He was about to trade so important information when he encountered a law enforcent team inspection, which seed a bit too coincidental.
But at this mont, Shaq’s bloodied face also displayed a look of confusion; he hadn’t anticipated this happening at all.
Noticing Lu Yan’s unfriendly gaze, Shaq shivered and quickly explained:
"The matter with the law enforcent team has absolutely nothing to do with , please believe !"
"This Life and Death Arena is my foundation, why would I deliberately attract the law enforcent team and do sothing that would destroy my foundation?"
Lu Yan didn’t respond, rely shifted his gaze back to the arena.
With the intrusion of the law enforcent team, the arena first descended into silence, then imdiately filled with noise, with shouts and provocations echoing endlessly.
Under the rule of Universal Giant Corporation in all cities, there is only one law that everyone must abide by, and that is paying taxes!
This law perates every aspect of the entire city, and no one dares to openly defy it.
Similarly, as long as taxes are paid on ti, anything goes in the Lower City District.
Those who can sit in the arena are usually those who can handle themselves well, at least the basic taxes are paid on ti.
Even if they openly insult the law enforcent team, as long as they don’t start a fight, the law enforcent team finds it difficult to take action in public.
Amid the commotion, a young man dressed in a suit stepped forward to et the law enforcent team, precisely the young man who had previously received Lu Yan and Quentin.
With a smile on his face, the young man courteously greeted the mbers of the law enforcent team and said without arrogance:
"I am the manager of the arena. For what purpose are you disrupting our public facilities and interrupting ongoing competitions?"
"Our arena consists of law-abiding citizens who pay their taxes half a month in advance every month. Does the law enforcent team bully taxpayers as if the law ans nothing?"
The young manager’s words resonated with thousands of spectators, many of whom spoke in support.
"What scent do these corporate hyenas sll now?"
"We are all legal taxpayers, why should we fear you hyenas?"
"Get out! Get out!"
The law enforcent team mbers in exoskeleton armor did not respond, but behind them, clear footsteps sounded, and a slightly frail figure appeared before the crowd.
He did not wear the exoskeleton armor like the law enforcent team, his height barely exceeded 1.7 ters, dressed in a dark blue law enforcent uniform with a silver star hat, looking fragile compared to the towering figures in armor that were at least 2.5 ters tall surrounding him.
However, no one dared to underestimate him because everyone could see the silver badge of a hand holding the Earth on his chest.
The mont he appeared, all law enforcent team mbers lowered their weapons and saluted uniformly.
And the arena, previously noisy, beca silent; the jeers that were about to be shouted swallowed abruptly.
That silver Universal Giant Corporation badge indicated that this unassuming young man was a formal Law Enforcent Officer!
Every Law Enforcent Officer must co from the Upper City District as a Spiritual Ability User, their power already reaching non-human levels.
But individual power alone couldn’t convey the strength of the Law Enforcent Officer, as they are personally appointed by the City Tax Bureau and have the authority to mobilize the primary city defense systems.
From police, law enforcent teams to small spiritual chas, and Morning Star Tanks, they can be classified as part of the primary city defense system.
Additionally, Law Enforcent Officers have discretionary taxation rights and can temporarily collect certain taxes from Lower City residents.
If one fails to pay taxes promptly, the Law Enforcent Officer can handle it as tax evasion, be it killing on the spot or sending to Heavenly Computation Center, it’s up to the decision of the Law Enforcent Officer, likened to having a murder license.
The Lower City District once had a Law Enforcent Officer who sealed off an entire cave under the pretext of collecting cave taxes, slaughtering nearly ten thousand city residents.
This Law Enforcent Officer was judged afterwards, but the reasoning offered by the Judge was that the Officer misused authority to slaughter the masses, sentencing him to serve two hundred years in Heaven Computation Center.
Doesn’t such a verdict sound fair?
Yet, if one investigates the details, it becos clear that the Judge’s primary reason for the ruling was because the Officer chose to kill the residents instead of sending them to Heaven Computation Center, a significant waste of soul resources.
If all ten thousand were sent to Heaven Computation Center, the Officer probably wouldn’t face any penalty.
There have been nurous infamous incidents involving Law Enforcent Officers in the Lower City District, and thus the mont a Law Enforcent Officer appears, silence prevails.
The previously calm young manager’s face finally showed a change, after hesitating for a mont, he bit his lip and saluted the Law Enforcent Officer:
"Greetings, Law Enforcent Officer!"
The law enforcent officer smiled faintly: "I’m Scott, here to handle so official business, no need to be nervous."
Seeing Scott’s gentle deanor, the young manager sighed in relief and promptly said:
"Law Enforcent Officer Scott handling official business, our arena will fully cooperate."
"Very good!"
Scott gently clapped his hands, and a law enforcent team mber imdiately took out a scroll.
"After investigation, your arena is suspected of evading spiritual energy taxes, I will arrest everyone in the arena based on law and send them to Heaven Computation Center.
Here is the arrest warrant issued by the City Tax Bureau, take a look."
Evading spiritual energy taxes!
When these words erged, all the spectators in the arena looked at the young manager with eyes full of admiration.
The entire world knows that under Universal Giant Corporation’s rule, you can do anything you are capable of, but you cannot evade spiritual energy taxes.
Once you violate this law, even if you’re a bigwig from the Upper City District, you must obediently go to Heaven Computation Center to provide soul computation power.
The young manager’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief as he loudly spoke:
"Law Enforcent Officer Scott, I think you must be mistaken about sothing.
Our arena has always pre-paid all taxes half a month in advance, without any overdue incidents, let alone such an important tax as spiritual energy tax."
"Do you think I’m wronging you?" Scott asked softly.
The young manager’s mouth parted slightly, unsure how to respond.
"Don’t be nervous, I’m completely different from those who only use brute force; I’m a person who values rules."
As he spoke, Scott waved his right hand, and a virtual screen appeared before everyone.
"According to regular tax records, your arena indeed pays on ti, with no overdue instances.
But... you have been selling the corpses of gladiators who died on the arena to the processing factory in batches, the factory then implants intelligent programs and puts the corpses on production lines for work.
The corpses of these gladiators contain spiritual energy, and after long periods of work in the processing factory, their internal spiritual energy didn’t dissipate but continued functioning.
Your arena is the actual owner of the corpses, yet you sat idly by as this behavior of energy theft occurred, without actively reporting tax dues, no doubt evading spiritual energy taxes!"
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