"Waah—waah!"
At dawn, as the sun rose in a blaze of golden light, the village's Residential Houses welcomed the ninth newborn of this winter.
This was the first baby born since Zhang Yang's return, and also the first Elite Population born this winter. Without a doubt, the third function of the Immortal Cultivation Village Building Order had taken effect.
This function meant that whenever a baby was born each month, one baby was guaranteed to be randomly classified as Outstanding, Elite, or Noble Population.
These three standards represented a person's lifespan, intelligence, physique, growth potential, and so on—not their status.
Otherwise, how could Zhang Yang have been so certain that everything was settled?
He still had nineteen years. With twelve months in a year, theoretically, he could harvest 228 babies, the very worst of whom would still be Outstanding Population.
But in reality, it would not be that bad. Of the 228 babies, there would be at least ten Noble Population, at least a hundred Elite Population, and the rest would all be Outstanding Population.
This was what talent looked like.
After reaching adulthood, Outstanding Population had a high chance of raising Elite descendants. Elite descendants, in turn, had a high chance of raising Noble descendants, while Noble Population had a high chance of raising King-tier Population.
That was the advantage.
Therefore, the moment he received the Village Building Order's notification, Zhang Yang made an exception and ended his seclusion, personally bringing the village's entire core leadership to offer their congratulations.
Of course, he would never mention the embarrassing fact that he had spent seven days in seclusion and gained nothing.
"Old Wu, what do you think of this child? Why do I feel that he's fated to be connected to you?" Zhang Yang stood in the spring-warm room, first