Ironclad Wasteland, Fleeting Tycoons!
If they were top talents in basic academic fields, and the Golden Giant Eagle had already ensured their safety, Su Mo would immediately abandon the idea of poaching them.
After all, Tian Yuan Territory was destined not to expand into too many areas over the next few years, nor would its population rise into the hundreds of millions. It was far from being able to gather more survivors than the Big Three Families' territories.
Besides, allowing the Big Three Families to develop would greatly benefit humanity as a whole. Once war broke out with the other races, they would immediately be able to provide sufficient forces for frontal combat.
However, for talents with potential in specialized fields or unique insights into areas that humanity currently neglected, Su Mo felt he truly had no reason to be polite.
First, regardless of whether the Big Three Families' territories could discover these talents' true abilities and inclinations, they absolutely could not surpass his personal guidance when it came to cultivation methods alone. Those precious experiences came from the height of his perspective. A casual word of advice might be worth months of effort.
Second, whether it was ordinary resource allocation or rare resource supplies, neither would be a problem in Tian Yuan Territory. Even if results could not be seen in the short term, Su Mo would not choose to give up. But in the territories of the Big Three Families, it was hard to say whether they would be willing to consume so many resources.
"It's convenient now. I can just go to the Golden Giant Eagle to find them. For anyone I can't find there, I can follow the locations in the manual. Otherwise, I'd have to check them one by one to see whether they'd already