PNB Chapter 146 Recruitment
Chapter 146 Recruitment
"Sect Master, now that the Wuji Sect has been shut down, the martial artists who have no connection with the Chaotic God Sect will definitely leave the Wuji Sect after it is discovered. Should we take this opportunity to recruit some of them?"
At this moment, another person spoke up.
This statement was met with immediate opposition.
"I don't think this is appropriate. These might be escapees from the Chaotic God Cult. If you take them in now, aren't you just walking into the line of fire?"
“That’s right, Elder Du is right.”
The others naturally nodded in agreement.
"Hehe, I naturally know this principle, but don't forget how many elders we send out to patrol against the external evil spirits die every year?"
"I heard that the higher-ups have sent word that the frequency of the searches has doubled recently, saying that there has been some activity at Baiyun Temple."
"Gentlemen, are you planning to lead your own teams next month?"
The person who spoke first glanced around the hall, and everyone who was looked at lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him, and the scene fell silent for a moment.
Zhou Ruoxu sat upright in the hall, looking at the reactions of the elders on his left and right sides below, feeling slightly disappointed.
After a long pause, he suddenly spoke:
"Let's do as Elder Tong suggests and recruit some skilled individuals."
After saying that, Zhou Ruoxu seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation, and got up and left the hall.
After Zhou Ruoxu left, everyone stood up and hurriedly left the venue without exchanging a single word with each other.
Not long after, a notice was quickly posted in front of the Wanxiangmen's residence.
"Wow! Wanxiangmen is finally hiring!!"
"Recruitment will begin at the Wanxiangmen training ground one day from now!"
"Let me take a look, and it really is. It's strange, no other companies have hired anyone."
"Who cares? These major powers rarely loosen their grip on things, so I'm determined to make it this time!"
"Look at you, you scoundrel!!! This notice says the minimum level of skin smoothing, and you don't even have a single level of skin smoothing. Why would anyone want to hire you and complain about having too much food?"
The announcement quickly attracted a large number of onlookers.
In this chaotic world, even in a prefecture-level city like Baihe City, the lives of ordinary people were still impoverished. Although they were much better off than those in the county towns below, they could only barely make ends meet.
Therefore, being able to join a gang and earn a living became a life that most people longed for.
After all, the gang's identity is very prestigious, and ordinary people don't dare to mess with them. In addition, the benefits are good and there is room for promotion, so it can be said to be one of the most accessible welfare roles for ordinary people.
But even such a role isn't one that you can just join whenever you want.
There are generally two ways to join: recommendation or recruitment.
Recruitment is easy to understand; it's just posting a notice that says something like, "Our organization is currently short-staffed. Those interested are welcome to come for an interview."
However, this method of recruiting on a large scale and in large quantities usually only occurs when a gang is first established, so the first method of recommendation is more common.
Therefore, as soon as the recruitment announcement was released, the people of Baihe City were eager to try their luck.
In the crowd, Ding Yi looked at the notice in front of him without any change in expression, but in his heart he was secretly thinking, "6!"
I was just dozing off when my pillow was brought over!
Although Ding Yi felt that there might be something wrong with the fact that Wanxiang Sect was suddenly recruiting people at this critical juncture, he had no choice.
He had originally planned to sneak into the Myriad Manifestations Sect to search for the Refining God Technique, but that was too risky. In addition, he had recently encountered two experts above the Blood Exchange Realm, which calmed Ding Yi's restless heart a little.
Seeing the recruitment notice from the Myriad Manifestations Sect, he felt as if even the heavens were on his side.
A day later, the area in front of Wanxiangmen's outpost was already packed with a large number of people.
When the time came, the gates of the Wanxiangmen outpost slowly opened, immediately eliciting excited shouts from the crowd waiting outside.
Many people rushed into the Wanxiangmen compound, already fantasizing about the happy life they would have after being recruited.
Seeing this, Ding Yi followed him inside.
At this moment, he was wearing a mask of a bearded man, and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, so he didn't attract anyone's attention.
Soon, the group arrived at the square inside the Wanxiangmen residence.
It must be said that Wanxiang Gate, as one of the three gates of Baihe City, is quite impressive.
Not to mention the five-meter-high gate tower outside the outpost, the square alone, which is as big as two football fields, speaks volumes about the heritage of Wanxiangmen.
At this moment, there is a high platform in the square, and a short, middle-aged man stands on the platform with his hands behind his back.
He looked at the crowd pouring in from outside, then suddenly spoke:
"Our sect only accepts those at the Skin Polishing Realm or above. Everyone else, get out!!!"
A loud shout, like a lion's roar, stirred up a hurricane on the field, causing gasps of surprise from the surging crowd.
Many of them screamed and fell to the ground, trembling all over, with blood seeping from their ears, clearly indicating that their eardrums had been damaged by the loud shout.
As for the others who were still able to stand, their expressions varied. Clearly, these people were at least at the Skin Polishing Realm. Although they were impacted by the roar just now, it was not serious.
"Drag the person who's fallen out of here!!"
The middle-aged man glanced at the crowd before him, a cold glint in his eyes, and spoke slowly.
The gang members waiting on both sides of the square rushed forward and slapped the person on the ground who was howling. If anyone still didn't shut up, they would slap them again.
Once they shut up, they dragged them off the field, seemingly preparing to throw them out.
This scene immediately caused the crowd waiting outside the post to scatter.
As a result, the number of people coming in after that decreased significantly.
After waiting a while, the short man on the platform continued:
"You have all heard of our sect, the Myriad Manifestations Sect. You all intend to join our sect. Now, please register one by one. Also, martial artists at the Refining Organs Realm or above may come to me individually."
After the man finished speaking, he slowly walked down from the stands and came to a corner of the square. Immediately, his gang members brought him a chair and made him sit down. At the same time, other gang members brought him tea. The service was even more authentic than that of Liu Xun.
A man's words naturally have an effect.
A few scattered people emerged from the crowd and walked towards the short man.
Ding Yi thought for a moment and then followed him out of the crowd.
A group of about ten people approached the short man.
The short man squinted at the crowd before him, then stood up with a smile, handing a teacup to his subordinate as he said:
"You all seem to be trustworthy heroes of my Wanxiang Sect. Very well, there are quite a few familiar faces among them. I am very pleased."
It is obvious that some of these people are masters of the Wuji Sect.
The gangs were all very familiar with each other, and they knew each other's origins as soon as they met. Of course, there were also many unfamiliar faces among them, but the short man didn't care.
Since everyone's going to die anyway, it doesn't matter who comes.
P.S.: Happy National Day everyone!