Chapter 1271: Recruitment!

The council hall of the Ritian Mercenary Regiment.

Ximen Hao, Zhan Linghua, Wild Wolf, Scar Girl, Ji Wuxi.

The four of them sat on a long table, with four nameplates in front of them, indicating their positions and names.

In front of the four of them there was a chair, and on the chair sat a righteous god.

Don't look at it as a righteous god, but also a little nervous, Ximen Hao's reputation is too terrible now!

And at the other end of the table, poor Angela became the head of the regiment under the attack of Ximenhao's two lollipops.

No, wearing big glasses, he didn't hold a magic book in his hand, but a huge notepad, and recorded.

"I ...... My name is: Ma Dong, a cultivator in the righteous god stage, a soarer, and a ...... who lives in the ordinary area."

The righteous god named Ma Dong first introduced himself, and then looked at the four interviewers opposite with apprehension.

This kind of battle, he saw it for the first time, and it was inevitable that he was a little nervous.

"Ma Dong, have you ever been with a mercenary group before?"

Ximen Hao asked.

But then it was crippled and disbanded, and it never joined. ”

Ma Dong said quickly.

"Oh, what about you two?"

Ximen Hao glanced at the two deputy heads of the wild wolf and the scar girl on the left.

The two of them jumped at the same time, and it was the first time they had encountered such a recruit.

"Agreed. ”

The two of them picked up the sign in front of them and held up the side with the hook on it.

"Xiao Ji, count. ”

Ximen Hao looked at Ji Wuxian on the right.

Ji Wuxi watched Ma Dong pinch his fingers a few times.

When Ma Dong saw this battle, how could he recruit people? What is it? He couldn't help but become even more nervous.

What is Ji Wuxian counting in? Of course, he is calculating whether the other party is lying, and luck.

If the other party is unlucky, or a short-lived ghost, he will fight back directly.

Soon, Ji Wuxian stopped his fingers, and then held up the sign with the hook.

Ximen Hao and Zhan Linghua all looked at Ji Wuxi, the other party passed, and the two of them also passed.

All five votes passed, and poor Angela began to record Ma Dong's information, and then Anla went back to find out the bottom in the future, so that he could become a real member of the Ritian Mercenary Group.

"Alright, go find a room on the second floor and wait. ”

Ximen Hao said.

"Yes. ”

Ma Dong stood up and went down the stairs to the second floor.

"Next!"

Zhan Linghua shouted.

This time it was a woman who came in, a high-ranking god cultivator.

She can't be said to be very beautiful, but she is also delicate, and she looks very capable.

"Sit down, introduce yourself first. ”

Ximen Hao leaned back in his chair and said.

The woman first clasped her fist at the crowd, and then said:

"My name is: Zhang Yun, the superior god, the ascendant ......"

Zhang Yun finished his introduction, and then sat down.

Similarly, the wolf and the scar girl looked at each other first, after all, the two were once the regiment commanders, and they were very discerning to see mercenaries.

Then there is Ji Wuxi, pinch it, and then it can't be passed.

The quota for recruiting people this time is 400 people, plus Ximen Hao and them, it is not enough for 500.

But Ximenhao did not plan to fill up, but left some vacant seats, in case he met a good candidate in the future, he could be regarded as having a position.

Of course, the early stage is to have enough wealth.

After all, the Zhan family is the Zhan family, and he still has to find a better way to make money, which requires them to take their time.

Anyway, if you have a family fund, it's a big deal to get some of your own shops, or buy and sell trade.

Storm Island, now that Ximen Hao is holding the Spirit Valley of Storm Island, he has time to go back and take down the rest of the business.

However, the wave of goods has not come up, and I don't know if it left Sudi City or where it went.

In this way, the people outside have been screened layer by layer, some have been ruthlessly brushed down, and some have been successfully selected.

Ximen Hao's previous fame, as well as rumors, can be said to have played a good role, and even many people directly left their mercenary group to sign up.

But such a person was directly blasted out.

No matter how powerful or talented the other party is, don't want this kind of person.

With 400 places and thousands of people selected, you can imagine how fierce the competition is.

The selection lasted for two days, and it didn't matter if the gods didn't eat, drink, or rest anyway.

Two days later, the entire building was already half full, the selection was nearing the end, and there were fewer and fewer people outside.

But it is also the most anxious group of people, because everyone knows that the quota is running out

"Owl, righteous god. ”

The man who had just come in gave a very simple introduction and sat down in his chair.

Ximen Hao was about to fall asleep at this time, and the choice behind was completely handed over to Ji Wuxian and others.

But after hearing such a unique introduction, I couldn't help but open my eyes.

The man was thin and thin, wearing a black robe, with a gloomy expression, drooping eyelids, and a dead air on his body.

"You're from the Night Stalkers, aren't you? Not the Ascendant?"

The wolf asked suddenly.

Night owls, a clan of divine birds, but this group is more evil, and very withdrawn, and it is a very unique race.

"I'm an ascendant, I've seen that before. And although I'm a night owl, I've only been back to the clan once. ”

The night owl's voice is very gloomy and lonely, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable to listen to.

Ximen Hao looked at this guy with a lot of personality, the mark on his eyebrows suddenly flashed, his face couldn't help but change, and he instantly took out the divine power revolver.

"Who are you, what is your purpose, why are you hiding your cultivation?"

"What?!"

The wolf and the others were taken aback and all stood up.

"You...... How do you know?"

Xiao looked at Ximen Hao in surprise, his hidden ability is very strong, he is confident, not to mention the righteous god, even the god of heaven and the main god are difficult to see!

"Hmph! No concealment method can escape Hao Ye's eyes!"

Ximen Hao snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly opened, and he completely saw the other party's cultivation, which was the true god stage.

"Made, the Night Stalkers are inherently evil, what do you mean by hiding your cultivation?"

The wolf went straight to the owl and took out his weapon.

"Chirp, no purpose, just want to join your daily mercenary group. However, I was afraid that the True God Period would frighten you, so I hid my cultivation. Captain Simon, you are really powerful, I can see my concealment technique. ”

The owl's laughter was harsh and proud.

"Come back, wolf, I'll talk to him. ”

Ximen Hao put down the revolver of divine power, rubbing the table back and forth with the muzzle of the gun, making a screeching sound.

The wolf retreated, but the owl did not move the whole time.

"Owl, isn't it? a very personal name, just like yours. Say, for what purpose?"

Ximen Hao would never think that the other party just wanted to eat here, because a true god could form a mercenary group, and there was no need to follow the people outside to join in the fun.

"Chirp Chirp, Captain Simon, can I tell you a story?"

Xiao did not answer directly.

"Hah!

Ximenhao is even more interested, and it is rare for the interviewer to tell a story.

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