Myriad Ages First Dragon

Myriad Ages First Dragon Chapter 852

2020-10-30

Chapter 852 Choice!

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On the second day, white haired old man, Long Qingchen, Bao Yuan, Bai Ying and Lin Hao, five people rode in a black car and twenty gray cars, from Take off from the base and fly to Beijing.

Compared with other grotesquely shaped cars, this black car and 20 gray cars are considered "normal", and they are not much different from those of more than 800 years ago.

"Yesterday, those cultivation techniques and martial skills that you wrote by hand have been escorted to the capital overnight by us, and put in a secret place."

white haired old man said this matter.

Long Qingchen thought for a while and put forward his own suggestion.

"There is no absolutely secret place in the world, and there is no absolutely secret thing. Once the news is leaked, it will arouse the covetousness of cultivators in the world."

"So, it is best to I directly recorded those cultivation techniques and martial skills into the database of the Internet, kept them with technological methods, and burned the manuscripts I wrote. Although the cultivator is powerful, it is not as proficient in technology as you are, and it is impossible to take it away. It's that easy."

After listening to him, the white haired old man patted his forehead, "We are so happy that we are a little confused, forget this, and use technology to keep those cultivation techniques and martial skills. After all, technology is what we are best at.”

These cars fly very fast, and in less than ten minutes, they arrive in Beijing and land directly at the parking lot of Beijing University. on the ping.

Some old people from Jingcheng University were waiting on the parking apron to greet them. These old people were fifty-sixty and above. When they saw the white haired old man getting off the black car, they quickly greeted them. Welcome.

The white haired old man shook hands with them one by one and said a few words of encouragement.

A tall and thin old man asked with a smile, "The notice said you would come, but nothing was said."

The white haired old man waved his hand slightly, "Just gather the students together, you don't need to know anything."

The old men looked at each other with a little doubt in their eyes. So mysterious, it made them even more curious. However, They don't ask much.

"Okay."

The tall and thin old man smiled helplessly, raised his hand, and issued a notice to let all the students from all departments and classes gather on the sports field .

The students of Jingcheng University were very efficient, and they were all assembled in less than 20 minutes.

Long Qingchen took a look, there are more than 30,000 students.

The tall and thin old man reported to the white-haired old man Huihui, "Except for a few who asked for leave to go home, the rest of the students are here, please speak up."

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The white haired old man took the stage and spoke directly.

"With the development of the times, we are not only facing things within the Blue Star, but more challenges from aliens. In the future, there may even be a planetary war."

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"So, during this time, we held a meeting and decided to set up an alien warfare department, and decided to select a group of students from more than 30 famous universities in Beijing to form this department."

"Positions, salaries, and benefits are all very high. I hope everyone will actively sign up."

Bao Yuan, Bai Ying and Lin Hao looked at each other with admiration. White-haired old man, worthy of being a high-ranking person, he said that not one drop of water can leak out, find a reason at will, set up an "alien war department", cover up the cultivation thing, and do a good job of keeping secrets.

pa! pa! pa!

More than 30,000 students applauded enthusiastically, wishing to slap their palms to pieces. Expect yourself to be chosen.

"Excuse me, how do I sign up?"

"The requirements for joining this alien warfare department must be very high. What are the specific requirements?"

The students discussed spiritedly.

You must know that in the current era, artificial intelligence is too developed, most of the jobs have been replaced by artificial intelligence, there is no need for so many people to work, and it is too difficult to find a good job.

Even if they are students of Jingcheng University, they will face huge employment pressure after graduation.

This white haired old man, who can often be seen on TV, came in person and said it himself, the position, salary, and benefits of this alien war department are very high, of course they hope You can be chosen yourself.

The white-haired old man said, "It's very simple to sign up. Those who want to sign up can stay here, and those who don't want to sign up can leave first."

"I will definitely sign up, this alien The war department has just been established and has great potential.”

“The alien war department, that is to say, it is often possible to go to aliens, and I am excited when I think about it, and I will definitely sign up.”

More than 30,000 students stayed, and no one left.

The white haired old man walked off the stage, looked towards Long Qingchen, said with a smile, "It's time to choose."

The old people from Jingcheng University and more than 30,000 people The students were stunned for a moment, and looked strangely at this young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked a few years younger than them. Did he make a mistake and let him choose?

Long Qingchen nodded slightly

and walked to the stage, looking at more than 30,000 students.

Just now, he has carefully checked whether the more than 30,000 students have martial arts with induction, and he already knows it.

So, he can click directly.

"The first row, counting from the left, is the sixteenth."

"The first row, counting from the left, the seventy-fifth."

"Second Row"

"Third Row"

"The one I ordered, come to the front."

In these thirty thousand Among the many students, there are a total of eleven people above the Profound Grade martial arts, all of which were ordered by him.

The eleven students who were selected came out, a little surprised and a little confused.

The surprise came so suddenly, how did the unfathomable mystery get picked?

The students who were not selected even exploded into an uproar.

"What's the matter? There is no written test, no interview, so why did you choose it directly?"

"The department of alien warfare, such an important department, chooses people like this. Is it child's play?"

"I want to ask, why do you choose people like this, and what are the specific criteria for choosing people like this?"

"I don't agree, first row, left Counting the seventeenth, Zhao Yimiao, he is my classmate, he is almost at the bottom of our class, his grades are not as good as mine, and his quality in all aspects is not as good as mine, why did he not choose me?"

"I want to know, who is this person on stage, and why did he choose him like this?"

Not to mention these students, even the old people of Beijing University are a little at a loss, no Know the basis for this selection.

"This person on stage is the leader of the Alien Warfare Department and the first Chief-In-Charge. He is solely responsible for all affairs of the Alien Warfare Department, including the selection of personnel. The white haired old man found a reason at random and looked at the more than 30,000 students indifferently, "As for why he chooses people like this, of course he has his own considerations, this is a secret, You don't need to ask any more questions, just obey the arrangement."

After a few simple explanations, the white haired old man did not say anything, and asked the eleven selected students to go back to the dormitory to pack up and salute before heading to the school. car.

sou! sou! sou!

Black cars and twenty grey cars, take off and fly to the next famous university.

With the support of the superiors, the work is so simple and fast. In less than two hours, Long Qingchen selected 98 cultivation seedlings from more than 30 famous universities .

In addition, Bai Ying and Lin Hao, a total of 100 people, formed the first batch of cultivation places.

(end of this chapter)