Local eggs, meat and veg

I headed into the mess tent, grabbed some food prepared for me by some refugees, and sat down at a long wooden table. The food was decent. Some flavours were unusual to me, but it had clearly been made with care and thought.

There was a bulletin board on one wall. I saw that after eating people went there to get their jobs for the day.

There were a few robots working in the camp, doing some of the heavy labour. I'd also seen people in power suits. But the bulk of the work seemed to be done by hand.

Up on the bulletin board were also a few interesting opportunities. The church was advertising 'introductory sessions', and the local bar was promoting their drinks.

I walked over to review the list. I needed to blend in which meant working, and many of these jobs might give me opportunities to gather intelligence. Or I could get some boring job and do my espionage work in the evening. Either way I needed to check the list...