The Holy See of Light, the pioneering recruitment point of the six districts of the new city.

Inside the small grocery room outside Warehouse 1.

A young man dressed as a small maid and a bright girl dressed in white sat together, avoiding everyone's eyes and talking secretly.

The girl Wu Jinyan whispered: "I, I'm going to choose a saint." ”

The young man Wang Biaomu responded dumbly: "Oh! ”

Wu Jinyan: "What do you say about the things you assigned?" ”

Wang Biao shook his head, and lowered his head with gloomy eyes: "I don't know yet, the worst is to leave Xiangbei, anyway, my mother can take it, it doesn't matter." ”

"How can it be the same, why are you so unmotivated!?" , Wu Jinyan was a little anxious, and his voice was a little louder, "You have to work hard, and besides, is the trainee priest qualified?" ”

"No, the priest said that my faith was not religious."

Wu Jinyan: "Stupid...... Listen, I'll teach you a way. ”

"What's the solution?"

Wu Jinyan glanced at it cautiously, and muttered in Wang Biao's ear: "That is, every time you pray, you imagine, only imagine one, bright, warm, loving, and just...... Then substitute, substitute with the best image, so that you can accept it, and then tell yourself over and over again, let yourself be moved, the best moved tears, the ......"

"I, I can't do it."

"Stupid, that's how I came here, and I passed it quickly, it's not difficult at all."

"Well, I'll try again."

"It's not a try, it's a hard work, you must do it, so that you can become a trainee pastor, so that you will not be sent out, and you can stay in Xiangbei."

"The introspection and the other provinces are the same, anyway, they are all poor and remote, and they are the same dangers."

"How can it be the same, you belong to the Holy See in the province, and you belong to other dioceses outside the province, and other provinces have not been changed, the sequencers are restricted everywhere, and there are also repression and persecution, which is already dangerous and difficult enough, and you have to guard against all kinds of open guns and hidden arrows, so how to open up, then how to develop faith?"

"Okay, I'll try when I go back today."

"It's up to you, don't let me down"

"Hmm."

The young girl's whispering came to an end, and Wu Jinyan patted her skirt and stood up.

"Sincerely, cautiously, what did Aunt Liu call you, cautiously!?"

"It's coming!" , Wu Jinyan agreed, "I, I'm leaving, you, you have to take care!" ”

Wang Biao was also a little excited, and wanted to pull Wu Jinyan's hand, but hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to do it.

Wu Jinyan boldly stepped forward, hugged him, kissed him on the face very quickly, a touch of red flew on his face, and he pushed the door and ran out as if he was running away.

Wang Biao touched the cheek that had been kissed and smirked.

"Biaozi, Biaozi, how long has it been to be on the tuba!?"

"Ah, here, here!"

Wang Biao hurriedly left this cozy hut and came to the foyer facing the street in three steps and two steps.

As soon as I walked in, there was a lively, dense crowd of people, one after another queuing at the windows of various registration points, many teenagers like Wang Biao were busy with their feet, documents, materials, and seals flying!

Shouting, shouting, noisy, scolding, only when you are very close can you hear what the other side is saying.

Wang Biao hurriedly returned to his post, and as soon as he stood firm, the window-level trainee pastor pushed him up and said, "You top it for a while, and I'll go to the tuba." ”

"Huh!?"

"Hey, register, I've been waiting for two hours, damn!"

"Oooh!" Wang Biao hurriedly picked up a registration form and handed it out from the window.

The big man outside the window was like a bandit, blocked there like a hill, picked up a pen and paper, looked at it with copper bell-like eyes, and began to write.

At this moment, a melodious bell rang, and someone shouted: The counting of votes in the House of Commons has begun.

Someone else scolded: Damn, it's finally over the toss!

For a while, the hall was even more noisy, and Wang Biao couldn't even hear what the people nearby were saying.

The clergy of the Holy See kept shouting: Quiet, quiet.

But no one paid attention, and they didn't pay attention to what a Muggle had to say unless Sequence 8 came to calm the scene.

The recruitment site is full of serializers, all over the country, and there are no naturalized people from other places (no industry, no position, no performance relationship cannot be naturalized).

It's all some low-level sequence 9 that isn't very mixed, and the slightly mixed ones that are a little humanoid and promising won't appear here.

The reopened Jiangcheng has become a banner and a window, and sequencers from all over the country have poured in, and people have walked into this city of miracles every day, every hour, and every moment.

However, the resources of the City of Miracles are also limited, and the positions played are constrained by the total population base (the sum of the old and new cities), which makes it more and more difficult to naturalize here for the general sequence 9.

If you can't get a naturalization, you can't find a "job", so an endless cycle is formed.

The increasing number of wanderers poses a challenge to all aspects of Jiangcheng, and has become an increasingly prominent and thorny problem that has to be solved.

As a result, the House of Lords has enacted several measures, one of which is to encourage such purposeful development and recruitment.

Xiangbei is large enough, and many small towns isolated by jungles and dangerous roads have not been recovered, so it is completely possible to organize these people and use them to alleviate the problem of increasing saturation of sequencers.

Therefore, this recruitment of the Holy See of Light is generally supported and encouraged.

Despite all these concerns.

"Oh, it's written!"

Wang Biao sweated profusely and took the registration form, glanced at it roughly, pointed to one of the columns and shouted: "No, the number of family members is limited, up to ten people, you have exceeded too much." ”

The bandit-like strong man was furious when he heard this, slammed the window, and shouted: "They are all people who follow Lao Tzu to eat, that's all, you can't leave that one behind!" ”

"For a sequencer, the Holy See can only afford ten people for free, and the excess is borne by yourself."

"Damn, can you be accommodating!?"

Wang Biao shook his head.

"Don't fool me, you kid, how can the one in front of you just now?"

"That's because all the people who have exceeded have been converted, and with the status of a parishioner, they naturally ......"

"Wow, you're forcing people into ......"

Wang Biao hurriedly said: "There is no coercion, it is all voluntary, you can refuse if you want to...... Next! ”

"Wait, Lao Tzu has taken refuge, the whole family has taken refuge, what about the formalities?"

"Window 1-7 of the inner room, let me go, next!"

……

Wang Biao didn't stick the water and rice for a day, and at night he was so tired and dizzy that he finally waited for the change of guard to retire from the front-line post.

"The counting of votes in the House of Commons is over, and the pastors are happy to hear that the results are good, and all the senior members of the Order are together to prepare for tomorrow's celebration."

When Wang Biao heard the news, he hurriedly filled his stomach, came to a prayer room and knelt down, recalled Wu Jinyan's explanation, and tried.

Everyone is working hard, and they should work hard.