These days, the game True Otherworld had gained a little renown in certain niche social groups, thanks to word of mouth among its "beta testers."
Especially after Cheche uploaded a few dozen seconds of footage from "The Destruction of Cadman City," which he'd recorded with his own VR headset and shared with his social circle. Applications to join the testing group had surged. Murphy now had more than a hundred applications that had made it through the "first round."
The twenty-four people before him were the ones he'd painstakingly selected from among them.
Every one of them had come through an "internal recommendation," with an existing player's game ID listed in the referral field. They'd filled out their basic information and taken the time to complete the sixty-six-question application test Murphy had revised, showing their commitment in the process.
Murphy wouldn't give anyone who filled out the questionnaire at random just to sneak in a chance to fish in troubled waters.
As a former software tester and a mid-to-senior-level manager who'd led plenty of projects and knew HR procedures inside out, Murphy knew there was a method to the questionnaire he'd designed.
He could usually tell an applicant's attitude with a quick look at their answers and overall score.
At this stage, Murphy really was short on manpower, but he wasn't going to lose his mind and let a bunch of chaotic jokers in.
His enterprise had only just begun. He hadn't even taken the first step yet. People who lacked any sense of team spirit, ignored orders, and always wanted to go off on their own and stir up trouble could wait their turn.
The makeup of this batch of little players was interesting, too.
Thirteen of the twenty-four were Banzai Happy Stick's real-life friends. That proved that Paradox