Hearing the sound, the thin cultivator didn't pay attention at first. I saw Ma Dong had left just now. I wonder who is so arrogant at this time and dares to talk to a cultivator like this.
"The leader...the leader..."
But after looking in the direction of the sound, the thin cultivator almost sat down on the ground in fright. He uttered a few words tremblingly, and then sweat broke out on his forehead.
The person who came was none other than Lin Feng, the leader of Beishan Base who had just taken office yesterday.
Lin Feng drove here as soon as he signed up. The recruitment of base guards is relatively important. Although Ma Dong was sent to supervise it, Lin Feng was still a little worried and came here in person.
Zhu Jianbin arranged a new villa for Lin Feng, which was where the leader who left Beishan Base lived. Because it was the place where the leader lived, no one dared to live here after he left.
And that place is not very far from here, so Lin Feng came here to take a look when he had nothing to do.
Unexpectedly, it was better before Ma Dong left. As soon as Ma Dong left, something happened here.
Judging from the meaning of this thin cultivator, it is obvious that he is actively asking for bribes. And it was done publicly in front of so many people, which made Lin Feng feel very angry.
Originally, Lin Feng thought that his words yesterday morning could impress these people and make everyone work together for the benefit of Beishan Base. I didn't expect that just one day later, someone would do something like this.
The thin cultivator was only a level 2 cultivator. This time, registration did not require a senior cultivator, so there was no requirement for a cultivation level.
I never thought that a mere second-level cultivator would dare to ask for bribes like this in front of everyone. What would it be like to be an advanced practitioner
"Which of your eyes saw that he is under sixteen years old? Why don't you follow the previous rules?"
Taking two steps forward, Lin Feng said coldly to that person.
What Lin Feng hates most is being inconsistent, saying one thing on the surface but actually doing another. Lin Feng hated such people very much.
"What's wrong, chief?"
At this time, Ma Dong came back after finishing his convenience. Seeing Lin Feng appear here, he asked strangely.
"Ask him."
Lin Feng really didn't want to talk about the behavior of the thin cultivator, so he said lightly.
Under Ma Dong's eyes, the thin man revealed what he had just done.
As soon as he saw Ma Dong leaving, the thin man came up with the idea of asking for a bribe. After meeting Song Guochen, he felt that he was young and just found an excuse to embarrass him.
As a level 2 cultivator, the thin man cannot earn much white crystal every month. Taking advantage of this opportunity to make some extra money is also a good choice.
"Chief, what do you think we should do about this?"
After listening to what the thin man said, Ma Dong asked Lin Feng for instructions.
Since Lin Feng became the leader of Beishan Base, Ma Dong and Manager Qian changed their title of Lin Feng from the original sect leader to the current leader. One is to reflect Lin Feng's identity in Beishan Base, and the other is to hide the fact that Lin Feng is the master of the Qing Sect.
"It's up to you."
For this trivial matter, Lin Feng would not make a decision directly. Ma Dong is responsible for recruiting guards. If there is a problem, it is better for him to solve it himself.
"Listen, if this behavior happens once today, this is what will happen to him."
He raised the knife and dropped it. Before the thin cultivator could react, Ma Dong took out a long knife from the apocalypse table, chopped off his head with one blow, and then said in a deep voice to the other people present who were responsible for registration. The practitioner said.
His head fell to the ground and rolled far away, and a column of blood shot up from his neck, rushing very high.
The crowd screamed, and some who were less able to bear it were so frightened that their legs trembled.
Everyone present did not expect that the leader of Beishan Base would appear here. It stands to reason that this is just a registration, and it is quite unexpected to be able to attract the leader.
As the leader of the base, Li Shuo would never do such a thing before. At this time, he should be enjoying himself in his villa and would never come to supervise on site.
The faces of the remaining cultivators who were responsible for registration were dripping with sweat, and several of them had originally taken advantage of this opportunity to get involved. But after seeing the miserable condition of the thin cultivator, their hearts tightened.
Lin Feng noticed that someone in the queue saw the scene just now and left the queue silently.
Seeing these people leaving, Lin Feng sneered in his heart. It seems that among those who signed up, some want to fish in troubled waters.
Lin Feng's salary for recruiting guards this time was very high, and as a base guard, his status was much higher than that of ordinary people. Many people want to take advantage of this opportunity to realize that everyone wants to have a high-paying and comfortable job.
But after seeing the thin cultivators who were killed for asking for bribes, those who wanted to make money chose to leave silently. This kind of strict discipline is unacceptable to them.
The cause of Li Shuo's death was announced yesterday at the Beishan Base. Anyone who is interested knows that the leader of the Beishan Base has now changed. It's just that the high-level people are beyond the reach of ordinary people like them, so most people only know Lin Feng's name and have never met Lin Feng.
Song Guochen looked at Lin Feng, who was not much older than him, with envy in his heart. The person in front of him is the leader of Beishan Base, a base leader who controls the lives of 150,000 people. Song Guochen didn't know when he would be able to dominate an area like the man in front of him.
After changing the applicant, Song Guochen filled out the form. The form is actually very simple, just the name and contact information of the apocalypse table, as well as some previous resumes.
Song Guochen was just a junior high school student three years before the end of the world. He didn't have a resume to fill out, so he only wrote that he was a student.
Since it only required filling out a form, the registration process went very smoothly, and the collection of information from all applicants had been completed before noon. Immediately afterwards, the assessment work began.
It is said to be an assessment, but it is actually very simple, just standing in a military posture.
Standing in the military posture is the most basic project to test people's willpower. Excluding those who ran away after seeing the murder, the total number of people who signed up to guard the base was 2,800. In the largest square of the Beishan base, a guard assessment project was held.
Just yesterday, Ma Dong and Ma Nan cleaned up the guards at Beishan Base. Anyone older than thirty-five years old, in poor health, and with previous criminal records were eliminated from the guard team. Throughout the afternoon, five hundred people were dismissed, leaving less than five hundred people. The rest are all people who have experienced the zombie wave or went out to search for supplies. They are young and strong and are the backbone of the base.
Therefore, this time, 500 people will be selected from the 2,800 people to supplement the base guard pair. The proportion of people who sign up and get selected is still quite large. Whether they can pass the assessment depends on the perseverance of these people.
In the apocalypse, besides luck, the most important thing is perseverance. If you don't even have the most basic perseverance, it will be difficult to survive in the apocalypse.
Although it is late autumn, the sun is still very bright at noon. Twenty-eight hundred people stood upright in the square with the sun above their heads.
If you want to join the Guard, you need to persevere. Whoever can persist to the end is the winner.
Time passed minute by minute, and after half an hour, some people began to faint.
In the apocalypse, people's physiques are not very good, so they can't stand in a military posture as long as they did before the apocalypse. Looking at the people who signed up below the square, Lin Feng stood on the podium above the square and observed the situation below.
Lin Feng still attaches great importance to this recruitment work. Lin Feng doesn't care about other people, but the guards and practitioners of Beishan Base will eventually become Lin Feng's people. Lin Feng will strictly manage his own people. Only in this way can a group of capable teams be created.
As people fainted one by one, there were less than two thousand people left in the square. It seems that it won't take long before the final five hundred people can be selected.
Song Guochen stood in the square, feeling like his legs were filled with lead. But he still persisted. Being able to join the guard team is equivalent to an extra life security. It was too dangerous for his father to go out hunting zombies every day, so he must change the current situation at home.
Two hours passed, and there were less than a thousand people left on the field. These people are all working hard for one purpose.
Two and a half hours later, only 600 people were left on the field. The sweat on the heads of these people shows that they have persisted to the limit.
Song Guochen felt that he could no longer hold on. Two and a half hours was already his limit. But Song Guochen still gritted his teeth and persisted. He wanted to persist until the end.
"I can't give up, I must persist. My parents are still waiting for my good news at home, and I can't let them down like this. I am a man, a man who stands upright. I must persist, I must persist."
Clenching his fists with both hands, Song Guochen warned himself in his heart that he must not give up.
But his physical condition was no longer as strong as his willpower. After another ten minutes, Song Guochen felt that the scene in front of him was a little blurry.
"No, I can't fall, I have to persist!"
Song Guochen shouted loudly in his heart, and Douda sweat continued to fall from his head. Falling to the ground, it turned into several things.
"boom!"
Just when Song Guochen felt that he was about to die and was about to collapse. Suddenly a silver light flashed in his mind, and then a huge energy appeared in his head.
Practitioner!
Lin Feng, who was on the podium, suddenly felt an energy appearing on the field. Although it was not very strong, it could still be detected by Lin Feng, a level 7 practitioner.
Some people actually became cultivators during the assessment.
Feeling the presence of energy, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled.
(End of chapter)