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Wei He's personal terminal flashed before his eyes, entering an interface resembling a chat window.
Quite a few people were chatting heatedly inside.
Along the right was a row of trainees' names and profile pictures.
Sri Lanka, Stanley, Yuna, and the others were all prominently listed.
"Welcome Director Wei to the group." —Sri Lanka.
"Welcome, welcome." —Ivy.
Aside from a few people joining in to welcome him, the rest were still discussing the previous matter.
"Yuna and Stanley were selected for the reserves. They should be heading to the central star for further study, right?"
"Eleven years, from shadow bugs to successfully completing genetic adjustment. Even among the special training camps of previous years, that speed counts as fast. Worthy of being the top geniuses of our class."
"Did Teacher List say when they were leaving?"
"Not yet, but it should be soon. Their further studies will last no less than ten years. So jealous."
"If you're jealous, work hard yourself."
Most of those chatting were young genius trainees. The older veteran trainees, meanwhile, were mostly lurking without a word.
From this group, Wei He also gained a rough understanding of how the classmates from the special training camp who had graduated with him were doing.
Some of his former classmates had remained as they were, quietly living out their retirement.
Others had gradually revealed their talent and begun making a name for themselves in the Security Department, the Administration Department, and major corporations.
After ten years, most of them already held certain positions in their respective workplaces.
Though none of those positions were particularly high, they still counted as the backbone of the entire Silver Belt District.
More than half had become Storm Class. Most of the rest were veterans, or young geniuses who had