Run Away, This Civilization Is Cheating!

The Chosen One responsible for managing the handover was named Dan Jie.

At thirty-six, he became a Chosen One as a top soldier, with a Blue Talent. He was also one of the Chosen Ones that Shen Hao focused on cultivating. He bore Shen Hao's Domain, and even had Shen Hao's engraved Imprint on the back of his hand.

At this moment, he sat in the conference room with his spine straight.

His strength was not only greater than that of the Mongolian's highest authority figures, but the engraving on the back of his hand also exerted tremendous pressure on these Mongolian powerhouses.

When they were gathering survivors on their Mother Planet, they had seen individuals bearing this mark take action several times.

Strong in their own right, but more importantly, they could "Summon God" at any time!

The first time they borrowed the President's power, it shocked all the Mongolians deeply.

For the Mongolians, possessing this Imprint was almost equivalent to being a "Divine Envoy"!

No one knew if the strongest Chosen One, who was in many ways equal to a God, was using the eyes of this "Divine Envoy" to watch them at this very moment.

"Your species walks the path of Martial Arts and technology," Dan Jie's tone was not particularly polite, "There's no need to discuss technology; your technological level is not high, and there isn't much you can do. As for Martial Arts, although it's quite powerful in the domain of combat, it's a Transcendent Path with relatively limited application scenarios."

The strongest among these Mongolians listened and their expressions turned somewhat dismal.

Their civilization had fallen to such a state, partly due to the path they had chosen.

Indeed, their technology was weak, and Martial Arts were confined to the realm of combat.

Despite being strong enough to use their vital energy to overcome the Undead, they had no solutions for the cold wave or hunger.

"So, our arrangement for you focuses on two main points," continued Dan Jie, "Firstly, the military domain; we will provide specific weapons and equipment and incorporate you into a single army, to wage war against the undead in other worlds.

Secondly, industrial production; you have some understanding of science and industry and have implemented basic education, so you can be integrated into industrial production."

Among the three species that joined this time, the Mongolians were considered to have the least impact.

They were merely a supplement.

They were aware of this themselves.

However, upon hearing they could be incorporated into the army, these Mongolians' eyes lit up.

The Mongolians were passionate about Martial Arts. Even before participating in the Civilization Trial, the whole civilization had a long history of revering Martial Artists, where the most potent warriors often received everyone's adoration. This Martial Arts-focused atmosphere also led to continuous conflicts within their community.

But, not many Mongolians feared the battlefield.

Especially those who were still alive were all warriors.

"We are very grateful for the President's trust," said a Mongolian powerhouse named Fan Du, seemingly still nervous, "However, forming an independent army seems a bit... perhaps it's better to break us up and incorporate us into existing legions."

Fan Du was also one of the strongest among the Mongolians, but he understood clearly that Mongolians were foreigners to Human Civilization.
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Their status was at best slightly better than that of captives.

Allowing foreigners to form their own army, even assigning them weapons and putting powerful military power in their hands, seemed very risky no matter how one looked at it.

Yet, Dan Jie looked at him somewhat strangely.

"If you're worried that having control of military forces will inspire unnecessary ambition among your kin, you're entirely overthinking it," Dan Jie said bluntly, without beating around the bush, "If we dare to accept you, we naturally are confident to handle all possible situations. Not to mention others, just the presence of the President alone is enough to dissuade most ambitions."

"..."

The Mongolians thought of that figure and respect involuntarily surfaced in their expressions.

Fan Du also realized his concerns were indeed laughable.

That was someone who made the entire powerful Desert Tower Civilization surrender with just one warship!

Such strength, such a level.

Even if they formed their own army, what then?

"Please be assured," Fan Du's expression became even more solemn as he spoke in a deep voice, "If any Mongolian indeed is brazen and reckless, I will personally crush his skull."

Dan Jie was unconcerned.

Different cultures required different attitudes and arrangements.

The Senya people, lovers of nature, were assigned farming-related tasks and made to live in forests, in the company of nature.

Moreover, the President had gained control over the faith of the Senya people, which undeniably led to higher trust in them.

The Wing Sky people were innocent and uncomplicated, and alchemy tools were equally important. Hence, a female Chosen One with a relatively gentle personality was sent to oversee them.

As for the Mongolians.

His assignment here already indicated certain things.

The Mongolians revered Martial Arts, and even now, with their significant decline, a serious approach was necessary, as geniality did not imply friendliness to them but cowardice.

The three hundred million Mongolians also began to be rapidly allocated.

As predicted, most Mongolians had no aversion to joining the army. Some were even eager for battle, wanting to return and fight a decisive battle against the Undead who had destroyed their homes, their civilization, and killed their kin and loved ones.

And upon receiving the equipment provided by Human Civilization, their eagerness for battle was beyond description.

So powerful!

This equipment was incredibly strong!

Although not the top-tier Level 23 Equipment, it was still discarded and replaced gear, reaching levels of Level 18 and Level 19.

Compared to what they previously used, there was simply no comparison!

As the commander of the army, Fan Du looked at the Level 23 Enchanted Greatsword in his hands, his arms even trembling slightly.

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So strong!

It was just a white level equipment, yet it was far more powerful than his previous ones.

Even if he overestimated the President, he never expected it to be Level 23!

If he had this kind of equipment before, he even had the confidence to beat any undead!

"This is just white, what if it's blue, or even purple?" Fan Du looked at the various powerful items in the Chosen One Association's shop on his personal terminal, especially when it came to the only set of purple Level 20 armor, his eyes filled with a deep longing.

The Mongolians' ratio for gaining contribution points was discounted, earning only half the merits of human Chosen Ones.

But the exchange product library didn't restrict them.

Even the Golden Legendary Ability could be exchanged!

"My compatriots!" Fan Du looked at the Chosen Ones before him and took a deep breath, "You've all seen the Chosen One Association's exchange list. Although we've come to a new place, a new civilization, this place is more suitable for us than our Mother Planet.

We don't need to consider how to develop or how to save our civilization anymore, we just need to return to what we love, what we are good at—combat! Then we will become stronger!"

All the Mongolians were visibly excited, their fighting spirit running high.

Exchange military exploits for wealth, status, and power.

Nothing was more suitable for them.

They were even eager to return to the battlefield!

At that moment, Shen Hao also shifted his gaze away from them.

Fan Du was right in his thinking; he was indeed paying attention.

However, not specifically, just observing the adaptability of the new species.

After all, the closer they got to human civilization, the more it helped Shen Hao.

Luckily, there were no problems.

"Only the Wing Sky people left now," Shen Hao looked up to the sky.

The Wing Sky people would only need two more days to arrive.

He pondered that perhaps he should select some from these alien races that joined during the Civilization Trial period to also become his direct subordinates.

Yes, direct subordinates.

This was a special term; in the eyes of many, terms like "Favoured" or "Divine Envoy" would be more appropriate.

Originally, they were just a group of powerful Chosen Ones given special attention by Shen Hao for training, such as access to various resources, ability balls, equipment.

Among them, Yang Jun, Liu Ruoxi, and others were notably the leaders.

They were inherently leaps and bounds stronger than other Chosen Ones.

They almost represented the peak of human civilization's strength among Chosen Ones.

But after Shen Hao stepped into the third stage and mastered the "Dominator Domain," this group became even more exaggerated, with their cultivation efficiency greatly improved.

This made countless Chosen Ones thirst for the spot of "direct subordinates."

And they saw it as a status and honor.

If he introduced strong individuals from the alien races, it would undoubtedly accelerate the integration of the alien races, at least on the level of the [Emperor] profession.

Even with both [Sovereign] and [Emperor], Shen Hao was still exploring ways to control the alien races and maintain order.

"I'll wait for the Wing Sky people to arrive before deciding," Shen Hao finally thought, "I'll also have the Analysis Department come up with a plan."

He didn't overly trust his own wisdom; it was important to make good use of the power and wisdom of civilization itself.

He didn't have to wait too long.

As the last member of this wave of immigration, the Wing Sky people finally reached the Human Mother Planet two days later.

These little beings, averaging less than half a meter in height, were filled with immense anticipation, and even before they arrived, their sense of belonging to human civilization was almost on par with the Siti and Senya people.

This was, of course, thanks to the cultural characteristics of the civilization itself, as well as the long-term broadcasts by the Sage Geta.

So much so that some Wing Sky people couldn't control their emotions after disembarking from the spaceship.

"It's the earth!"

"I just saw it, a super huge earth!"

"An earth without undead!"

"Can we really live on the earth forever?"

"Soil, so much soil!"

"The Sage didn't lie to us, we really came to a land of dreams!"

"..."

No Wing Sky person does not cherish the land; for them, each Sky Island is a place countless Wing Sky people dream of, a sacred place where life can be nurtured.

This feeling can only be understood by those who have lived on small Floating Ships for a long time.

For them, this moment was indeed a fairy tale come true.

It's better here than in the past!

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