"What are you looking at?"
The Sahara Continent Lord leaned over beside Hao Mao, who was hunched over a table, and looked up curiously. Hao Mao was biting the tip of his pen, his brow furrowed in deep thought.
"The Strategist Pavilion test for the Mortal Domain's Whole-Sea Talent Selection."
"Uh..."
"You're entering the selection?"
"No."
Hao Mao shook his head, then sighed deeply and leaned back in his chair. "Haven't you noticed that the Mortal Domain's tests look... much more professional than ours?"
"I don't even know how to answer some of these questions."
The Sahara Continent Lord shrugged without saying anything. Wasn't it perfectly normal for the Mortal Domain to be stronger than them? If it excelled in one area, it was bound to excel in plenty of others. What was so surprising about that?
Soon.
The date reached January 28, Eternal Night New Calendar Year 05.
Only three days remained before their departure for the War Mire.
The much-publicized "Whole-Sea Talent Selection" had officially concluded as well.
"Domain Lord."
At the Northbank Defense Line.
Wang Kui stood atop the City Wall, gleaming in the western sunlight at Dusk, and reported, "This Whole-Sea Talent Selection recruited a total of 73,892 people."
"Aside from those selected for the Research Pavilion, all recruits have been assigned to various Private Academies for preliminary group training and basic work such as developing an understanding and acceptance of the Mortal Domain's cultural values."
What was the first step after buying a fully finished home?
Demolition.
Now they needed to strip away these people's existing jumble of ideas.
Only then could they be put to proper use.
Chen Fan nodded, raising an eyebrow slightly. He hadn't expected them to recruit so few people. More than a dozen continents had participated in this Talent Selection,