Conditions

"An eighteen-year-old primary Warlord Level martial artist? An eighteen-year-old Spirit Reader?"

"It's a pity they're too far away; by the time anyone gets there, they'll be gone."

"Why does it have to be in the Huaxia Country region? If only they were on our side."

America, the Soviet Russia, India... many factions were tempted and covetous, yet they felt helpless, knowing they could not compete with the factions already in Huaxia Country.

"Collect their data first, record it, and keep observing to see if there's a chance to recruit them to our country in the future." This was the approach most of them took.

However, some factions were unwilling to give up and wanted to try their luck. At the HR Alliance mall building in Jiangnan City, a luxurious, all-white magnetic levitation sports car sped out, flying toward the Jiangnan North Military Region.

Outside the small town, a dark blue disc-shaped military fighter jet flew over and landed. Several young martial artists in blood-stained combat uniforms stepped out—one man and two women. One girl with short black hair asked the man, "Are you sure your injuries are okay?" "I'm fine. Just minor wounds." Chen Daolin shook his head. A martial artist's physical constitution is incredibly tough, and their recovery ability is equally strong; what might look like severe injuries to outsiders were merely trifles to them.

Zhuge Qing looked at Chen Daolin with a complex expression and whispered, "Thank you for saving me."

Chen Daolin glanced at her and nodded, saying nothing more.

Two soldiers in uniform had already walked over. "If you need anything, we can arrange for a doctor."

Chen Daolin immediately said, "I need to see a doctor."

Zhuge Qing also said, "Me too."

"Understood, please follow me."

Chen Daolin and Zhuge Qing followed one soldier to the military hospital, while Ji Xuan was led by another soldier to a nearby dormitory to shower and change into clean, fresh clothes, after which she was brought to a room resembling a reception area.

After Chen Daolin finished with the doctor, showered, and changed, he arrived at the reception area to find Ji Xuan talking to a middle-aged man in military uniform. Chen Daolin glanced at the rank on the man's shoulders and felt a jolt of surprise. The middle-aged man politely gestured for Chen Daolin to sit and said, "Both of you, let me introduce myself. I am Lin Zecheng, in charge of affairs for the Jiangnan North Military Region. The Rat Tide that occurred during this martial artist practical examination was a failure on the part of our military. Therefore, we have decided to grant all prospective martial artists who participated in this exam a pass, awarding them official martial artist status. As for you two, we have decided to rank you first and second in this examination."

Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan felt a surge of joy, exchanged a glance, and spoke in unison: "Thank you, General Lin."

"It is only a small matter," Lin Zecheng smiled. "We are already aware of your performance; you are both rare talents. Our military region has always been thirsty for talent. I wonder if you would be willing to join us?"

"This..." Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan hesitated.

Knock, knock, knock. At that moment, there was a knock at the door. Lin Zecheng frowned slightly and picked up a communicator on the table. "Didn't I say not to disturb me while I'm hosting guests?"

"Chief, there is an important matter outside that requires your personal attention," a voice came from outside.

Lin Zecheng smiled at Chen Daolin and the others. "You two can consider it carefully. Joining our military region will certainly not disappoint you. By the way, these are the terms our military region is offering you; you can take a good look. I must step out for a moment." Lin Zecheng apologized and rose to leave the reception room.

Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan picked up the papers and began to read. Before long, they had finished. Ji Xuan put the papers down and remarked with emotion, "I didn't expect the military to offer us such generous terms; even I am tempted. If they had offered this when I first finished high school, I would have agreed without a second thought."

Chen Daolin also sighed. "Indeed, it is very generous. It's just that joining the military restricts one's personal freedom too much. There's little autonomy, and even daily activities often require approval from above."

Joining the military means no freedom, but it is safer, backed by the state, and the benefits are not bad.

Joining a faction like the HR Alliance might earn the most money, but in reality, you are serving a specific interest group and doing their bidding, often acting as hired muscle or bodyguards. Of course, if you have enough strength, you can also hold a high position.

The Martial Arts Halls offer fewer benefits, but they are the most free, with almost no restrictions.

There is no such thing as perfection in this world; it all depends on how you choose.

Chen Daolin shook his head, and after discussing it with Ji Xuan, he had already made his decision.

Lin Zecheng returned quickly, his expression somewhat grim. He said to Chen Daolin and the other, "How have you two considered it? Will you join our military region?"

Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan stood up and said apologetically in unison: "I'm sorry, General Lin. We have both decided to join the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. We do not intend to join any other faction."

"It seems the military and you two were not meant to be. Since that is the case, I will not force the issue." Lin Zecheng did not press them further. "Outside, people from the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, and the HR Alliance have all arrived to see you. You can go meet them with this officer; I expect it is also regarding your recruitment." Lin Zecheng gestured to an officer standing behind him.

"Xiao Wang, take them there."

"Yes." Officer Xiao Wang accepted the order, stepped forward, made a gesture for Chen Daolin and the others to follow, and said politely, "Please follow me, both of you."

After Chen Daolin and the other left with the officer, Lin Zecheng, remaining in the meeting room, looked toward the door and shook his head with a sense of helplessness.

Chen Daolin and the other followed the meticulous officer for a while until they reached a quiet little building. Before they even entered, they heard a voice from inside: "Wang Heng, Wesley, are you two trying to snatch people away from our Extreme Martial Arts Hall?" Chen Daolin recognized the voice as that of Zhuge Tao, an executive of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, though it was laced with anger.

The officer pushed the door open and led Chen Daolin and the other inside. "Everyone, the people have arrived. Please, help yourselves." After saying this, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Chen Daolin scanned the room. Four people were sitting inside: the effeminate-looking man in a Zhongshan suit, Zhuge Tao; the burly man in a dark purple combat suit, Thunder Martial Arts Hall executive Wang Heng; and a Westerner with neatly combed, silver-white hair, an elderly man in a white suit who carried the air of a noble gentleman. The last person was Zhuge Qing, who was sitting beside Zhuge Tao.

When Chen Daolin and the other walked in, the eyes of Zhuge Tao, Wang Heng, and the white-haired old man all lit up. They stood up simultaneously and looked at the two, making them feel a tremendous amount of pressure.

Wang Heng laughed heartily: "Hahaha... they're here. Let's skip the small talk. Let's each make our offers and see what they choose."

The white-haired old man smiled politely: "Both of you, please sit. I am Wesley, the person in charge of the Jiangnan branch of the HR Alliance mall. Our HR Alliance is very interested in you both; we believe you have a very promising future. As long as you join our HR Alliance, any terms can be negotiated."

Zhuge Tao snorted, but when he looked at Chen Daolin and the others, his expression shifted to a warm smile, his tone carrying a hint of gravity: "Chen Daolin, Ji Xuan, our Extreme Martial Arts Hall has re-evaluated your qualifications. We feel the previous contract is no longer appropriate, so we have drafted a new one for you, and we invite you to join the Elite Training Camp of our Extreme Martial Arts Hall."

"Elite Training Camp?"

"Elite Training Camp?"

As soon as Zhuge Tao finished speaking, both Wang Heng and Wesley were shocked.

Wang Heng widened his eyes and clicked his tongue: "You Extreme Martial Arts Hall folks are truly generous. To recruit talent, you're offering two spots in the Elite Training Camp at once."

The white-haired old man, Wesley, also shook his head slightly.

"Elite Training Camp?" Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan were completely bewildered. It sounded like a place of great significance; otherwise, why would Wang Heng, an executive of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, and Wesley, the head of the HR Alliance mall in the base city—two powerful figures in Jiangnan—be so shocked?

Zhuge Tao smiled. "Chen Daolin, Ji Xuan, it's normal that you don't know about the Elite Training Camp since you haven't joined our Extreme Martial Arts Hall yet. The Elite Training Camp is where our Extreme Martial Arts Hall cultivates genius martial artists. Everyone who gets in is the most monstrous, freakish talent in the world. Even in Huaxia Country, only one person is admitted each year."

"It's that impressive?" Chen Daolin was truly shocked.

In all of Huaxia Country, only one person is qualified to enter each year?

You have to realize that the population of Huaxia Country exceeds one billion.

Zhuge Tao continued, "Ask them, if there were such a spot available, how much money they would be willing to pay to buy it."

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, "If there really were a spot in the Elite Training Camp, we would be willing to pay at least fifty billion to buy it."

Chen Daolin took a deep breath.

Ji Xuan was also inexplicably shocked.

Fifty billion!

For an ordinary person, even one hundred million is an astronomical figure, let alone fifty billion.

In the current Forbes rankings, the richest person in Huaxia Country has assets just over one hundred billion; only a super-power like the HR Alliance, which controls half of the world's economic lifeline, could easily come up with that much money at once.

Wang Heng also nodded, "Indeed, the Elite Training Camp is the number one training camp in the world, that cannot be denied. However, the benefits offered by our Thunder Martial Arts Hall are not bad either. You can take a good look before making your decision." Wang Heng took out two contracts, the white-haired old man Wesley followed suit by taking out two contracts, and Zhuge Tao smiled as he also produced two contracts. A total of three sets of contracts from the three major powers were laid out before Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan.

Zhuge Qing had been sitting quietly in her seat, watching the scene of the world's three major super-powers sparing no cost to compete for Chen Daolin and the others, and she couldn't help but reveal a faint look of envy on her face.

She knew that after today, the status and standing of Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan would undergo a earth-shaking change; perhaps before long, they would become big shots that even her father, Zhuge Tao, an executive of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall headquarters, would have to treat with courtesy.

Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan both carefully examined the three contracts, not letting a single detail slip by, while the three men, Zhuge Tao, Wang Heng, and Wesley, were in no rush, remaining silent and waiting patiently.

Extreme Martial Arts Hall Elite Training Camp. Chen Daolin found the relevant explanatory materials within the contract.

The Extreme Martial Arts Hall has two major training camps: one is the 'Basic Training Camp', and the other is the 'Elite Training Camp'. The 'Basic Training Camp' selects talented martial artists from across the globe, who sign 'Special Training' contracts to enter the camp and receive the best training available.

The 'Elite Training Camp', however, is the world's number one training camp, also known as the 'God of War Preparatory Camp'. This is because once you enter to receive training, it means you are guaranteed to become a God of War in the future!

Across the world, the Extreme Martial Arts Hall possesses these two major 'Basic' and 'Elite' training camps, and the Thunder Martial Arts Hall similarly possesses two major 'Basic' and 'Elite' training camps... but it is indisputable that the Elite Training Camp of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall is ranked number one in the world! Even the world's strongest fighter, Hong, occasionally goes there to teach.

Such a spot can be said to be incomparably precious; even the HR Alliance would be willing to pay fifty billion to buy one, and even then, success would not be guaranteed.

Chen Daolin felt his heart tremble. Elite Training Camp, the world's number one training camp, God of War Preparatory Camp... reading through these lines of introduction made Chen Daolin's heart tremble uncontrollably.

Although the conditions offered by the HR Alliance and the Thunder Martial Arts Hall were also very generous, most were 'material' in nature, whereas the thing that could most effectively improve one's strength was undoubtedly the Elite Training Camp of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Chen Daolin had already made his decision in his heart.