"Also, several doctors from Union Hospital are quite good, but they still want to stay at the hospital and continue their work. After all, we don't have many patients here. They would like to attend some academic exchange conferences, though."
"Then there's the Spirit Language Research Team, a research group organized by the human authorities. We don't have to cover their funding. It's essentially a joint project between the Great Knowledge Institute and the government, so the testing requirements will be relaxed a little."
Zhang Ming laughed. "Spirit Language... I know some of that too. Should I go teach?"
Back on Turtle Island, he had learned some Spirit Language, but it was all superficial. He had been unable to learn anything deeper.
As a strong idealist rule, perhaps humans could only learn its superficial aspects, but even that was enough!
The results of the dream test were divided into three categories: A, B, and C.
The exceptional talents mentioned earlier were all Category A. They were rare across all of human civilization, and only a few hundred had been selected over the course of a month.
More were Category B: experts and scholars who were already accomplished.
These people no longer needed to pursue money. They valued the precious materials here and the opportunity to exchange ideas with the Two Deans more highly, seeking only a reputation that would endure for generations.
That was perfectly normal. In life, if people were not after wealth, they would surely want a little fame.
They could not expect everyone to be a sage.
They were the backbone of the Great Academy of Sciences and Great Knowledge Institute, capable of taking on management and research duties.
As for Category C personnel, their character varied with their surroundings. In places full of nightlife and decadent