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Chapter 846 Mortals and Cultivators

Whoosh!......

The next day, the white-haired old man, Long Qingchen, Bao Yuan, Bai Ying and Lin Hao, the five of them took a black car and twenty gray cars, and took off from the base and flew to the capital.

Compared with other strange cars, this black car and twenty gray car models are considered "very normal" and are not much different from the models more than 800 years ago.

"Yesterday, the practice techniques and martial arts you wrote were escorted to the capital overnight and placed in a secret place."

The old man with white hair talked about this.

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

"There is no absolutely secret place in the world, nor is there absolutely secret thing. Once the news is leaked, it will attract the covetousness of the practitioners in the Kunqin Realm."

"So, it is best to directly include those practice techniques and martial arts in the Internet database, use technological methods to store them, and burn the original manuscript I wrote. Although the practitioners are strong, they are not as proficient in technology as you are, and it is not that easy to steal it."

After hearing him say that, the old man with white hair patted his forehead, "We were so happy that we were a little confused. We forgot this. It is safest to use technology to keep those practice techniques and martial arts. After all, technology is the area we are best at."

The cars flew very fast. In less than ten minutes, they arrived in Beijing and landed directly on the parking floor of Beijing University.

Some old men from Beijing University were waiting to greet them on the parking floor. These old men were over fifty or sixty years old. When they saw the white-haired old man walking down from the black car, they quickly came over to express their 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 that you are here, but you didn't say anything."

The white-haired old man waved his hand slightly, "Just assemble the students, there is no need for you to know anything."

The old men looked at each other, with a little confused look in their eyes. Such a mysterious and mysterious thing made them even more curious, but they didn't ask much.

"All right."

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

The students of Beijing University were very efficient, and they all gathered in less than twenty minutes.

Long Qingchen took a look and found that there were more than 30,000 students.

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

The old man with white hair walked onto the stage and started talking directly.

"As the times develop, we are facing not only things within Blue Star, but more challenges from aliens. In the future, Star Wars may even occur."

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

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

Bao Yuan, Bai Ying and Lin Hao looked at each other, and looked at the old man with admiration. He was worthy of being the superior. He spoke without any leakage. He found a reason at will and established an "alien war department" to cover up the cultivation matters and keep it confidential.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!...

More than 30,000 students applauded warmly, wishing they could slap their hands. They were all excited, their eyes full of expectations, hoping that they would be chosen.

"How do you register?"

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

The students were talking.

You should know that in today's era, artificial intelligence is too developed, and most jobs have been replaced by artificial intelligence. There is no need for so many people to work, so it is too difficult to find a good job.

Even if they are students of Beijing University, they will face tremendous employment pressure after graduation.

The white-haired old man who can be seen on TV came in person and said in person that the department, position, salary and benefits of alien warfare are very high, and of course they really hope that they can be selected.

The white-haired old man said, "Registering is very simple. Those who want to register should stay here. Those who don't want to register can leave first."

"I must sign up. This alien war department has just been established and has great potential."

"The department of alien warfare, that is, you can often go to aliens. You are excited when you think about it, and I will definitely sign up."...

More than 30,000 students stayed, but none of them left.

The white-haired old man walked down from the stage, looked at Long Qingchen, and smiled, "You can choose."

The old men and more than 30,000 students from Beijing University were stunned for a moment, and looked at the young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked a few years younger than them. Did you make any mistakes and ask him to choose?

Long Qingchen nodded slightly, walked towards the stage, and looked at more than 30,000 students.

Just now, he had carefully checked whether the more than 30,000 students had martial arts veins with induction, and he had already figured out in his mind.

So, he can just click.

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

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

“Second row…”

“The third row…”

"I ordered it, stand in front."

Among these more than 30,000 students, there were eleven people with the Xuan-grade martial arts vein or above, and he ordered them all.

Eleven students who were called out came out, a little surprised and a little confused.

The surprise came so suddenly, why was he selected for no reason?...

The students who were not selected were even more infuriated and were in an uproar.

"What's going on? There's no written test and no interview, why did you choose directly?"

"The alien war department, such an important department, is it too vague to choose people like this?"

"I would like to ask, why do you choose this person like this? What are the specific criteria for choosing this person like this?"

"I'm not convinced either. The first row, counting on the left, the seventeenth one, Zhao Yimiao, he is my classmate. He is almost the bottom-ranked person in our class. His grades are not as good as me, and his qualities in all aspects are not as good as me. Why don't I choose him?"

"I want to know who this person is on the stage, why should he choose someone like this?"...

Not to mention these students, even the old men from Beijing University were a little confused and didn’t know what the basis for selecting people like this.

"The person on the stage is the leader of the alien war department and the first person in charge. He is fully responsible for all matters of the alien war department, including the selection of people."

The old man with white hair casually found a reason and looked at the more than 30,000 students calmly, "As for why he chose people like this, of course he has his considerations. This is a secret. You don't need to ask more questions, just obey the arrangement."

After a few simple explanations, the old man with white hair stopped talking, and asked the eleven selected students to go back to the dormitory to pack up their greetings and get in the car.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The black car and twenty gray carts took off and flew towards the next famous university.

With the support of superiors, the work was so simple and fast. In less than two hours, Long Qingchen selected ninety-eight seedlings of cultivation from more than 30 famous universities.
Chapter completed!
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