"Those reincarnated individuals who speak strange languages?"
Chen Qing returned in a very low-key manner, without even informing the Shen Family. The first person to come looking for him was Wei Gongcheng, who was stationed in Liuzhou.
Wei Gongcheng was excited to see Chen Qing return, but before he could inquire about the situation in Cloud Capital, Chen Qing asked him the most important question.
Wei Gongcheng was slightly taken aback when he saw Chen Qing's serious expression. He rarely saw Chen Qing like this. This guy always seemed nonchalant, giving people the feeling that he was living life to the fullest. When several crises came, he didn't take them seriously. The last time he was so serious was when he went to Data City.
Has something happened?
Seeing this, he also became serious and hurriedly retrieved all the data from the Underworld. He was the only one who knew about the Reincarnator, so he was in charge of the Samsara of the Reincarnator, which naturally included the group of Westerners.
"As you instructed, the reincarnation records of all those Reincarnator are kept secret, and they are all here."
Chen Qing took the individual book handed to her and began to look through it.
Because of the agreement with Data City, we have received Reincarnator three times in the past six months, with a total number exceeding 100,000.
The number of people specifically designated by the government is not large, less than three thousand. The majority are born into commoner families. Most of these commoner families are Samsara to Yunzhou and overseas, and their memories must be erased. This was a measure taken to prevent rifts between the Reincarnator and local NPCs. Only a few members of the Data City families who are willing to go to the Northern Wasteland are allowed to retain their memories.
Chen Qing left a loophole in the Northern Wasteland in order to expose the person behind the scenes.
Because if there really is someone behind this, the Northern Wasteland is the best place to secretly collude with the Four Great Guilds. By opening this loophole, they are trying to lure the snake out of its hole.
The other group of people who could retain their memories were the Western Onsa nobles.
To be honest, Chen Qing didn't take the group's strong insistence on preserving their memories seriously, because he had planned to marginalize them from the beginning.
The place of exile is the most remote island, but the resources are not bad, but rather quite abundant. Back then, the Ansar nobles explored the sea and found the location of the treasure in the Americas, thus creating a superpower. Chen Qing was very interested to see if this group of people could replicate this here.
The official response was the same, and perhaps because this statement triggered their inherent sense of honor, no one objected. Chen Qing then naturally sent all those people over.
I never expected that the final behind-the-scenes story would unfold here.
"There are quite a few," Wei Gongcheng said, pointing to the register. "Three batches have come in over the past six months. Because the first batch of people behaved so stupidly, A Li was initially very interested in them, but later she even stopped bothering to come and see them."
Chen Qing: "."
A Li, you know.
A Li is a modern person, so she is naturally curious about her fellow countrymen. She remembers that she came to join in the fun the first time, and there were even foreigners in the crowd. She is actually a lively person, so she naturally came to see something interesting. At that time, she had her permission, because A Li's ability has a natural filtering function.
Then A Li lost interest, does that mean...?
"What's the difference between the group of Westerners who didn't come with A Li and the previous ones?" Chen Qing quickly asked.
"It doesn't seem to be much different, but there are some differences in the identity registration," Wei Gongcheng in a low voice, recalling the situation at the time.
"What's the difference?" Chen Qing asked quickly.
"It seems some of the people inside are identified as soldiers."
"A soldier?" Chen Qing's heart skipped a beat.
Considering Heavenly Secrets's identity, Heavenly Secrets was previously a special forces soldier in the Central Federation, who was taken to a secret base for three years of training before being sent directly to this world.
"Yes, that's how it was reported at the time." Wang Ye nodded. "But I didn't take it too seriously then. After all, there are quite a few military personnel among the Reincarnator. Most of those sent to the Northern Wasteland were soldiers. Those Reincarnator whose faces didn't resemble those of people from the Central Plains were already marginalized and treated as barbarians. Even if they were originally soldiers, I didn't really pay them much attention."
Chen Qing Qingwen nodded upon hearing this. This attitude was quite normal. At first, one might be curious and wary of the Reincarnator, but after getting to know them, and discovering that their knowledge and strength were actually just so-so, one's vigilance would naturally relax, especially towards those Westerners.
That arrogant and foolish look of his, abandoning the abundant resources of Jiangnan just for the sake of skin color, insisting on going to a remote overseas island—who wouldn't think he's an idiot?
But now it seems that it might not be that simple.
Chen Qing had been curious about this from the beginning: did those white people really care so much about skin color? Were they giving up such great resources?
If those who came the first time were idiots, then isn't it a bit too stubborn to do the same thing the second and third time?
At this moment, a sense of vigilance arose in Chen Qing's heart.
Is it possible that this was intentional?
It's true that there were some fools among those Westerners who judged bloodline nobility solely by skin color, to the point of fanaticism. But in today's progressive world, there should be more normal people than not. Why were the people who came over all those fanatical individuals?
At first, Chen Qing thought that most of the people who came at the beginning were Onsa nobles. These people were proud of their skin color and bloodline, so it was not surprising that they were so stubborn. But now it seems that this may not be the case.
They deliberately sought out a group of fanatical people to lower their guard, and secretly mixed in other individuals.
Thinking of this, Chen Qing could no longer sit still. "Prepare a boat, I need to go to that island immediately!"
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The island that Westerners were assigned to was called Jade Island. This was a name they chose themselves, since the island was too remote and relatively primitive, and it did not exist among the hundreds of island nations in the West Sea at that time.
The people there are quite primitive. Because of the island's abundant natural resources, they have no intention of leaving the island to explore. Their comfortable life has made maritime trade almost non-existent. The West Sea Army only discovered the island by chance when they were clearing out the zombies along the way.
If it weren't so far away, that island could even become a second Jiangnan.
Westerners are very satisfied with the island's environment: abundant natural resources, far removed from the war-torn Central Plains—isn't this the model for America back then?
Even though the conditions were harsh at the time, those white people still chose that place without hesitation, clearly having great confidence in their ability to recreate it.
Chen Qing didn't take these people seriously at all. After all, the Western Federation's combat strength was too weak, and the world was completely controlled by the Central Federation. Given the nature of its official government, it was extremely difficult for outsiders to interfere.
He initially considered this group of people to be outsiders.
But at that moment he finally realized that he had underestimated these Anssa people.
Upon arriving on the island, Chen Qing immediately noticed something amiss: the Underworld on this island had been sealed away!