The Decision Made Long Ago
After seeing that the rascals had all settled down, John's expression softened somewhat.
"Anyway, let's wait until everyone gets back before discussing this further."
After dark, the Wood Elves all returned to the dormitory. At John's call, they soon gathered together.
Without wasting any words, John quickly told them everything that had happened during the day.
The Wood Elves erupted into an uproar when they learned about it.
Watching the situation descend into a bit of chaos, John remained silent. With such a major matter, everyone needed to discuss it for a while.
This state lasted for nearly ten minutes. The Wood Elves' voices gradually quieted, and then pair after pair of eyes turned in perfect unison toward John, who stood at the very front.
Seeing this, John slowly spoke...
"I've already told you everything that needed to be said. Now I'll confirm everyone's thoughts. Those who want to apply to become official citizens of Great Zhou, raise your hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, a vast sea of hands shot up.
John did not even need to count them to confirm that the number of clansmen who wanted this had easily exceeded half.
This situation was perfectly normal. After all, everyone who had come here was from the younger generation of the clan, and they were far more receptive than their elders.
Not to mention that they had already been living in Great Zhou for some time, and most of them had grown accustomed to it.
After becoming official citizens of Great Zhou, their obligations would barely change, while their benefits would increase dramatically. Who would not want that?
"Then those who don't want to apply, raise your hands."
However, the scene before him left John utterly surprised when faced with this option.