"Everyone, shut down your external communications on your own, and do not ask about the situation outside."
"Once you arrive, get off according to your identity card!"
"All of you, behave yourselves! Don't think that just because you're Third Order, you're someone important! There are Fourth Order commanders there!"
"Being able to meet these lords is the greatest honor of your lives!"
Mixed in among a group of nervous low-order Mutants, Lin An wore an expressionless face and pretended to be dull as he hid in a corner, listening thoughtfully to the Mutants' instructions.
There were quite a few low-order Mutants like him who had paid to sneak in, though his strength might have been the lowest.
Communications closed; mutant selection site confidential; Fourth Order
His heart stirred slightly. As he continuously pieced the information together, Lin An faintly sensed that the place he was going to was probably no ordinary place.
Moreover, judging from the information he had gathered, this kind of selection had already continued for many rounds.
The first selection had probably begun four years ago.
By his rough calculations, the number of Mutants taken away had likely already exceeded hundreds of millions. And that was only from this continent.
With so many Mutants being taken away, the timing seemed faintly connected to the time on Earth.
It was easy for Lin An to roughly guess what this selection was for.
"These are all Mutants with extremely tough bodies. If the selection frequency weren't so high and there hadn't already been so many rounds, the ones selected would most likely only be Third Order."
"So these Mutants are being sent Beyond the Gate? To prepare for an invasion of Earth?"
Recalling those parasitic Mutants, Lin An realized that the selection he had stumbled upon might very well