After hearing Chen Rui's explanation, Zong Shen's face showed a trace of realization.
"So that's how it is..."
Ever since the beginning of the descent, he had harbored doubts about the Lords arriving in batches.
The first batch of Lords consisted of young and middle-aged adults among humanity.
They could be considered the elite.
In truth, young and middle-aged adults were not the backbone of human society.
But on the Endless Continent, they absolutely counted as humanity's true elite.
First of all, young people had a stronger ability to adapt.
They could better prepare themselves mentally for this semi-datafied world and the many trials arranged by the Lord System.
In other words, the younger the Lord, the better they could adapt to being one.
However, the first batch also had the highest elimination rate.
So far, more than 1.5 billion Lords had died for various reasons.
Before the descent, that number on Earth would have been comparable to countless exterminating massacres.
But on the Endless Continent, it was nothing more than a string of numbers.
For Lords who had begun accepting the cost of death in their hearts, deaths on such a scale did not seem all that cruel.
Everyone faced roughly the same circumstances.
As long as they themselves did not die, that was enough.
Who had the time to mourn for and empathize with those dead Lords?
The second batch of Lords mainly consisted of middle-aged people.
Their descent would be delayed by half a year.
Middle-aged people possessed more mature minds and greater social experience.
They were better able to withstand pressure.
However, they were less receptive to new things.
With compensatory and balancing mechanisms in place, the second batch of Lords could be considered fresh forces.
Therefore, Zong Shen could understand the arrangements for the first