At any time, selection tournaments were indispensable.
Not to mention in the present-day Disease Kingdom.
After the implementation of the new system, those who might once have become Plague Exterminators naturally would not achieve anything along the path of Pestilence.
The new geniuses were all either born with illnesses or possessed excellent compatibility with Pestilence.
Many who had once been overlooked commoners had transformed overnight into nobles of the Disease Kingdom.
Imperial Court.
Purple disease mist formed into a Whirlpool.
In the marketplace.
"Sir, would you like to buy some apples?"
The small vendor enthusiastically pitched his wares to the two travelers before him.
Zhou Zhi took an apple in his right hand.
It was bright red.
This apple bore no disease. In a world shrouded by illness, it was practically a ruby.
"Not bad. Fang Yuan, do you want one?"
Beside him, the somewhat dull-witted Fang Yuan nodded. "Yes, Teacher."
In the Disease Kingdom, fruits were relatively rare. Only places where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, such as the royal capital, sold them. Outsiders like Zhou Zhi and Fang Yuan would find it difficult to eat fresh fruit anywhere beyond the capital.
By now, Zhou Zhi had tacitly accepted Fang Yuan calling him "Teacher." "Two jin, please."
A minute later.
Zhou Zhi and Fang Yuan each held an apple and munched on it as they walked.
Twenty-Three also smacked her lips with great seriousness. In any case, she could taste it through Zhou Zhi's neurons.
They raised their heads at the same time and looked over the entire city.
A metropolis much like the one from twenty years ago.
Giant television screens.
Skyscrapers.
Yet there was an inexplicable sense of strangeness, as though the royal capital had been wrapped in a thick filter.
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